Nie Huaisang was silent for a while, then continued: "As for the fourth one, it is because of Jin Guangshan's greed and calculation."
Lan Xichen: "It seems that we have not completely solved all the mysteries, but the ancestors above as the main perspective have already... Where did those mysteries come from?"
"Isn't there another possibility?" A cultivator next to him muttered.
"No." Lan Wangji, who was pale, had recovered at this time. He looked at the cultivator who just spoke and said righteously, "Wei Ying, no."
Nie Huaisang also turned his head to look at the man: "You have all seen the ancestor above, he committed suicide because of his heart death, and naturally he will not be doing the art of seizing the house. Furthermore, even if the ancestor is really killed because of being surrounded by people, with his heart, he will definitely not do the art of seizing the house."
Lan Xichen also nodded in approval: "That's right, if at this time we still think that the ancestor will do the art of seizing the house, the pictures we have seen during this time can be said to be in vain."
Jiang Cheng glared at the man angrily: "If Wei Wuxian really did that art of taking the house, the sow could go up the tree. He would rather lose his soul than take the house for no reason."
The man didn't expect that he would just say it casually, since it would cause such a big rebuttal: "I know that the ancestor can't do such a thing, sorry."
Wei Wuxian smiled a little embarrassed: "Your reaction is too big. But I really can't do anything to seize the house."
After a pause, he added: "But there are indeed many doubts. We have seen so much to solve the two and a half mysteries of the five mysteries, so what are the remaining two and a half mysteries? How will they appear? I didn't cheat the corpse behind me, did I? No, I don't have a corpse to cheat the corpse."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sudden dizziness, and when he woke up, he had returned to his tent.
"That space is too rude. I haven't finished speaking yet, why did I teleport me back? It's really too much!!!"
After speaking, Wei Wuxian poured himself a glass of wine and drank it in an angry face, but he didn't expect to drink it too hastily and was snatched away all of a sudden.
"Cough cough cough~" Wei Wuxian coughed for a while, feeling that his throat and eyes were about to smoke, and suddenly a glass of water was handed over.
Wei Wuxian took a look, it was Lan Wangji.
He took a sip of water and felt that his throat was much better, so he said, "Lan Zhan, when did you come? Why is there no sound when you walk?"
Lan Wangji: "I was in the cubicle and heard you coughing."
Only then did Wei Wuxian remember that before they left the space, Lan Wangji was sleeping in the compartment of his faction.
However, Wei Wuxian thought of Lan Wuji's anxious eyes in the space and saw his soul and pale face, and couldn't help but feel that his face was a little hot.
What is this all about,
Wei Wuxian thought helplessly that he would lie on the bed and think about it for a while, but if Lan Wuji slept in his compartment, how could he calm down.
Suddenly he felt a little cold on his forehead.
It turned out that Lan Wangji saw that his face was a little red and thought he was sick, so he reached out to see if he had a fever.
Wei Wuxian sighed in his heart, Alas, my ancestor, please stop jumping.