The cool wind is blowing in the deep night of Gusu, and the light moonlight reflecting the road surface blurred and clear. Lan Wangji stood in the corridor, raised his head slightly, and stared at the sky silently for a long time. The moon is covered with a layer of mist, and the wind seems to be trembling slightly. The surroundings are so quiet that you can't even hear the sound of insects, and the wind is particularly tired. You can't bear the exhortation of leaves and plants. Tonight, the clouds are deep and unknown, which is very good. Lan Wangji took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and slowly spit out from his nasal cavity. His mind was clear, as if he had gained a lot from today's retreat. The plants and trees were in a commotion, and a burst of magnolia fragrance came. Lan Wangji looked down his hand where he is holding his bichen. He stepped forward and patrolled at night as usual.

Lan Wangji remembers that today should be the time for new students to enter school. Every year at this time, cloud recesses will be more noisy than usual. However, all families are well aware of the style of Gusu Lan, that is, disciplined and people who violate will be punished. Before the children of the family go out to study, the head of the family must be instructed to be self-disciplined, cautious in words, and cautious in action, but there is more hope. The hope that their children who return from the training from Gusu under Lan Qiren teaching will come back as a legend, so noble character, so dignified and elegant. If can be like two jades of Lan, that couldn't be better. Therefore, even if the clouds reccess are still full of the excitement of the students when they first arrive here during the day, at night, there are rules such as "no night travel, no late return", and this place is still a quiet and serene state.

Lan Wangji walked lightly, just like walking under the moon, but his five senses were not relaxed. He has always done things like this. Even if he knows the routine, as long as he should do it, he will be meticulous. It is no eaggerag to say that he is dogm and old-fashioned. The surroundings were safe. Lan Wangji walked along the boundary of the clouds reccess wall connected to the outside world. Suddenly, he heard the movement of sparse plants and trees being crushed not far from the wall. He suddenly became alert. Could it be that some larger beast passed by the wall? Although this is not common, it is always possible. After thinking about it, Lan Wangji did not move, but took a few steps back. While listening carefully, he was worried that he would scare the beast outside the wall. No, there is something else besides the sound of walking. The senses of immortals are superior to ordinary people, and Lan Wangji is the best among them. He also heard the sound of pottery jars gently colliding. The sound of the pottery pots touching each other was very tolerant. It seemed that someone wanted to hold it down and cover it desperately, but because of the movement, they had to make a slight sound.

That thing outside is by no means a beast in the mountains.

Hearding the sound getting closer and closer to the wall, and the boundary jade sign in the sleeve also began to warn. Lan Wangji touched his back with his right hand and stared at the top of the wall. He was about to draw his sword to deal with it, but he saw one leg droop on the edge of the wall. There is a boot on his leg, and there is a circle of patterns dotted with silver silk thread on the edge of the boots. The pattern is very simple, which can't be said to be an exquisite design, but the embroidery is not perfunctory at all. Lan Wangji understood and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. He removed his hand from bichen and quietly waited for the full appearance of the owner of the leg. This is the unified school uniform of the Lan family school this year, and the boots are also distributed together. The Lan family pays attention to demeanour. Scholars can't wear all kinds of clothes and wander in the depths of the clouds. Therefore, the students have long copied the size of the prince and found a tailor to make school uniforms. This practice also hopes that all students will not distinguish between schools, family backgrounds, nobles and lowness, and only distinguish high and low by talent and character. This move is complementing the family rules of the Lan family. And this person must be an unruly escaper among today's school children, defying the Lan family motto, violating the rules regulations, going out without permission and returning late. Lan Wangji frowned slightly, but he didn't want to embarrass this person in his heart. If he was a first-time offender, he just warned him.

After a leg appeared, two more dark objects appeared on the edge of the wall, which were round and slightly against the moonlight. Only the bottom of the two objects was very light and the edge of the wall made a "da" sound. The sound of the pottery jar collision that Lan Wangji had just vaguely heard should have been made by this thing. It seemed to be stable. Lan Wangji saw a man jumping up from behind the wall lightly and sitting on the top of the wall. He looked a little sneaky, but his eyes were a little playful as if he glanced in the distance. He seemed to be looking at whether there was any movement around him and felt safe. He held the black object that had just been put on the wall in one hand and was ready to jump down.

It was a bright and mischievous face, with a smile. The lips are red, but the corners of the mouth seem to be up all the time, as if there is endless joy in this person's heart. Lan Wangji thought to himself that this son violated the rules and still had a smug look. He must be a difficult student to teach. He was not happy and accumulated quickly in his heart, so he said, "Cloud reccess forbidden those who return at night are not allowed to enter at the end of the hour." The man on the wall was stunned as if he was shocked. He never expected that there would be someone in the corner of the wall. He stretched out his head and looked at it. He saw Lan Wangji. The corners of his mouth hooked, and his eyes bent up with laughter. It was obviously still flattering, but he did not stop and was still ready to jump off the wall.

"Those who return at night are not allowed to enter at the end of the year." Lan Wangji's tone was obviously more serious, and his voice was also louder than just now, and he repeated again. He didn't expect that there were still such cheeky students. In the past, even if he occasionally violated the family motto, which one was caught was not honest and repeatedly admitted his mistake. Yet, this man behaviour was caught at the scene and shameless, and he turned a deaf ear to his words.

The man at the head of the wall sank his shoulders, as if he was a little helpless. He sat up straight, but still smiled and asked, "What does this gentleman want me to do?"

Lan Wangji said, "Legs, take them back. Exit the wall."

The man paused for a moment, "This--this is too unkind." I thought he would withdraw after complaining, but I didn't know that he immediately started to say nonsense again. "It was inconvenient for me to walk with these two babies in my arms. It took me a lot of effort to climb up, and I will take them back again. In the middle of the night, do you have a little sympathy? How to collect this? There is no reason to take back the water spilled when you step out. And a fine horse does not backtrack and graze and a good man can't do such a thing."

Lan Wangji frowned when he heard this man's nonsense. He looked at him as if he wanted to talk nonsense, and he didn't mean to retreat outside the wall at all. His toes were slightly on the edge of the wall. Although the man didn't expect Lan Wang to come up, he didn't panic, but he quickly got up and stood on the edge of the wall and took a step back. He hid the two pottery jars in his hand in his arms for fear of being robbed, and smiled flatteringly at Lan Wangji again. Lan Wangji was attracted by his movements, and his eyes were slightly lowered. He asked, "What's in your hand?"

"This..." The teenager looked down at his arms. He didn't raise his head, but his eyes glanced up at Lan Wangji and turned around quickly, as if he had made a relatively heavy decision. He held a pottery jar in his left hand and straightened his arm to Lan Wangji. He smiled and said, "The emperor's smiled! Can I share an altar with you as if you didn't see me?

"You...!" Lan Wangji's mind sank, this person - this person, who is this person? Who on earth has such a cheek? It's okay to break the rules at night, and yet don't want to repent when he is caught. Not only that, but also want to take wine into the clouds reccess and have no self reflection or plead guilty, add on want to bribe him. Lan Wangji only felt that his breath was blocked in his chest, and he was so stuffy that he wanted to spit it out. He took a deep breath, suppressed the surge in his heart, and said in a low voice, "Alcohol is forbidden in the Cloud Recesses."

The man did not answer immediately. He silently withdrew his hand holding the smile of the emperor's smile. As if he was thinking, he was quite aggrieved and said, "No alcohol? This brother have some merciful, just between you and me, is it okay just let me off this time?"

Lan Wangji looked at him and didn't answer. He didn't want to talk to the man in front of him anymore. The teenager also knew what he said. When he saw Lan Wangji's silence, he also knew that he was confused. He simply raised his head and said frankly, "This is forbidden, that is also forbidden. Who would know there so many forbidden? Besides talking about so many rules and regulations, are these days of yours still very interesting? Why don't you tell me what exactly is not forbidden in your sect, so that I won't break it inexplicably next time.

"You...!" Lan Wangji knew that this man could not say anything good, but he didn't expect that he dared to blatantly judge his sect motto, and his words were sarcastic. His complexion obviously turned stronger, and his tone was impatient. He only said, "The wall of rules is in front of the mountain gate, go and see by yourself."

"Ah? Well, that dense and huge thing is actually written by your sect motto. Who wants to see that thing? Just a glance will give you a headache. Who will study it seriously? No, no, let's not talk about this. It's a mess. This brother, let be direct, will you let me this time round go today?"

"No." Lan Wangji didn't hesitate at all, and directly blocked the man's mouth, which was still about to chatter, with one word. The teenager was stunned and wanted to say something, but he was silent. Suddenly, another smiling face was raised, and his voice was high. He said, "Well, in that case, let's not embarrass each other." As he said, he went to pull the wooden plug on one of the pottery pots, and only heard a "bang", and the fragrance of wine overflowed. "Since alcohol is forbidden in cloud recesses, I won't go in. I'm standing here and drinking, on this wall, that wouldn't be counted as violating the rules, wouldn't it? With that, he lifted the pottery jar and pour to his mouth. He could see that the teenager's throat knot moved gently up and down with the swallowing action, and the swallowing sound was also extremely harsh in this quiet night.

Lan Wangji was frightened by this series of actions. It was not the shock caused by fear, but the first time he met such a person in more than ten years in his life. He was inexplicably illogical and unreasonable by such a person who had no rules and no bottom line, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a moment. There seems to be a string in his mind that is constantly stretching and tightening, but the inability to adapt to the unknown makes him stand still. The teenager quickly finished drinking a jar of wine, holding the pottery jar in his hand and shaking reluctantly at his open mouth, as if he was afraid of wasting every drop of wine.

He was about to open the second altar again, "Slurp!" It should be that he drank too fast just now and his body couldn't adapt to it, so he hiccoughed loudly. The full hiccough seemed to be very comfortable. The teenager patted his chest with a satisfied smile on his face.

However, the sound of full hiccoughs was like a thunderbolt to Lan Wangji, which made him wake up from his stiffness. The tight string in my brain was suddenly broken. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore. He pulled out bichen and stabbed straight away. The teenager, who was still pulling the wooden plug of the pottery jar, did not expect that Lan Wangji suddenly draw his sword out. He picked up the wine altar and jumped over Lan Wangji's head and fell behind him. The jump was a little hasty, and it shook a little after landing, as if it was about to fall down from the wall. When Lan Wangji turned around and wanted to stab again, the man had stabilised. He held the wine jar and still didn't let go. He easily flashed to the left to avoid bichen. While flashing, he said, "Hey, we are talking halfway, this brother, don't be angry." After saying that, he smiled.

Lan Wangji was more angry and knew that this person was not simple. Although his bichen did not use spiritual power, they had used 50% or 60% of their strength. He originally wanted to quickly force this man and his jar of wine out of the wall. Who would have thought that this man not only reacted quickly, dodged bichen, but also laughed at him helding a jar of wine in his hand. The idea of defeating the enemy with one move turned into a fight.

Lan Wangji stabbed again, and the teenager kept holding the jar of wine and dodging left and right, like a flexible civet cat playing on the wall. While dodging, he never stop his mouth from talking,

"Brother, this sword of yours is very beautiful. Can I take a closer look at it?"

"Oh, this sword of yours is a little tricky. Your Excellency is very good at it."

"I almost couldn't stand firmly just now. Holding emperor's smile and avoiding."

"Brother, what's your name? Why don't we make an appointment one day and have a good fight?"

"Oh, don't sting my wine. This emperor's smile is very precious." With only a bang, the wine jar in the teenager's hand was lifted out and fell outside the wall in the depth of the clouds reccess. He stretched out his head and shouted that it was a pity, but immediately met Lan Wangji's attack .

Lan Wangji had just entangled with the teenager, and he couldn't stand deadlocked, and the aggressive feelings between the teenagers also flared up in his heart. It was found that he protected the jar of wine like a treasure, only dodging and not attacking, which made Lan Wangji very uncomfortable. So somehow, his eyes were fixed on the pottery, hoping that he could put down and fight with himself completely. So he turned around and went straight to the pottery jar instead. Until the wine jar was completely blown up and smashed, and finally failed to enter the depths of the cloud's recesses, a burst of inexplicable pride surged in Lan Wangji's heart. At this time, he finally stabbed the man with full force. The teenager seemed to realise the fierceness of the sword, and he also reached out and touched his waist to deal with bichen. Suddenly, his watery eyes showed an embarrassed look. As if he had made up his mind, he lowered his body in an instant and kicked him to trip Lan Wangji. Lan Wangji was prepared for this man's sword blade out of the sheath, but he didn't expect it to be like this. He quickly jumped up and dodged. But the teenager took advantage of the moment when he jumped back and quickly climbed down the wall and ran into the depth of the cloud's recesses. Running and shouting, "I forgot to bring my sword today. Let's fight another day."

Lan Wangji stood at the wall and watched the man's back sink into the night. There was still a burst of stuffiness in his chest, which felt very complicated. In short, it was not a good mood. What annoyed him was that he was not able to fufill his duties as a night patrol, and was teased, and he couldn't stop the person who broke the rules. What he regret is that he entangled with the violater the rules, forgotten that "Fighting is forbidden in cloud reccess" for a moment. He originally just wanted to stop him, but deeply involved when fought. What makes him angry is that there really such a brazen and shameless disciple in the world, behaves obediently, and even went to the Gusu Lan sect to study. Instead of being angry and regretful, he more of a little curious of him. Which sect does this student come from?