When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

After that, Wei WuXian could feel that the black energy in his body had increased a little after the last incident. Although it was not particularly obvious, perhaps when the black energy became larger than the golden elixir, there might be some unpredictable consequences.

What we need to pay attention to now is that this matter is not as simple as Xue Yang practicing blasting talismans in the mass grave.

There is no problem in practicing the blasting talisman itself, the key is how he managed to escape from the mouths of those vicious corpses and evil spirits at such a young age.

Wei WuXian pondered and asked, "How did you get to the top of the mountain by yourself?"

Xue Yang said: "I bought a lot of talisman paper to draw spells. After I got to the place, I just held the talismans and blew them randomly along the way. I blew them up whenever I saw a zombie. It was fine at first, but later there were too many of them. They blocked the way down the mountain. I had no way to retreat, so I could only run up the mountain. Later it became like this."

Wei WuXian looked into his eyes. Xue Yang’s tone of voice was sincere and his eyes were firm. It didn’t sound like he was making it up. “Did you draw the formation in the cave on the top of the mountain?”

Xue Yang nodded.

Wei WuXian asked: “Did you create this formation yourself or…”

Xue Yang said: "I saw it in Brother Xian's book."

“Book?” Wei WuXian remembered. It was the book he had compiled. He would write down his ideas and their uses in it. But because they were all ideas, they were just drafts that had not been put into practice. It just so happened that the Yin-Yang Formation was drawn in it.

Xue Yang said, "The book fell to the ground after you left that day. I saw it when I picked it up for you, but I only read the page that was blown away by the wind. Brother Xian, your drawing was too complicated for me to learn. I only drew half of it on the top of the mountain, but this half was so powerful that it kept all the evil spirits out."

It's not just that he is powerful. If the person who draws the formation is not good, then no matter how powerful the formation is, it will not work. It can be seen that Xue Yang's talent in this technique should not be underestimated.

However, Wei WuXian also roughly understood that if Xue Yang was telling the truth, then he was able to escape from the pursuit of the ghostly walking corpses and reach the cave on the top of the mountain only because of his good luck, as for the formation.

If the Yin-Yang Formation is not drawn in full, it is not considered a Yin-Yang Formation. At most, it is a barrier formed by an ordinary formation.

Thinking of this, Wei WuXian sighed: "It's getting late, you should go back and rest first."

Xue Yang asked in a low voice: "Brother Xian, please don't chase me away, right?"

Wei WuXian said: “This matter is over, and it will not happen again.”

“Understood!” Xue Yang happily grabbed Wei Wuxian’s arm and hugged him, then ran away: “Good night, Brother Xian! Goodbye, Brother Xian!”

As Xue Yang ran to the door, Wei Wuxian called him, "Wait, come back first."

Xue Yang stopped walking, Wei Wuxian walked over and felt his pulse with his fingers, everything was normal, nothing like what he imagined.

Although he could see that Xue Yang was not lying to him, for a thirteen-year-old child to be able to walk through a mass grave intact, there must be something unusual here.

Just watching his back running away, Wei Wuxian began to feel a little worried.

Over the next few days, Wei Wuxian kept an eye on Xue Yang's every move, but it turned out to be no different from usual, he practiced martial arts, made talismans, and played with him, everything was normal.

.........

In a flash, Wei Wuxian's time on guard at the Pear Garden was over. After handing over the task to his people, he returned to the Lotus Pier.

It has been more than half a month since Lan Wangji returned to Gusu. Wei Wuxian wrote him a letter asking him if anything had happened at home. Lan Wangji replied that nothing was wrong and asked him not to worry.

That day, Wei Wuxian bought a lot of roasted chestnuts from the market. He distributed some to his fellow disciples and took some to Jiang Cheng to play with.

“Knock, knock, knock.” Wei WuXian knocked on the door twice.

Jiang Cheng said: "Come in."

When Wei Wuxian saw Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng was sitting at the desk in the study, drawing circles on it with a pen.

When Jiang Cheng saw that it was him, he said, "What's wrong with you today? You even learned how to knock on the door."

Wei WuXian came over as soon as he heard the noise: "What are you looking at? Why are you so busy?"

Jiang Cheng said without even looking up: "Father and mother went to Meishan."

“Yeah.” Wei Wuxian nodded and peeled a chestnut to eat.

Jiang Cheng glanced at him again, and Wei Wuxian grinned, “Do you want to eat? I just ate a lot on the street.”

Jiang Cheng snatched it away.

Wei WuXian clapped his hands and said, “I brought this for you in the first place, why are you trying to grab it?”

Jiang Cheng put down the work in his hands, leaned back in the chair, peeled a piece and put it in his mouth to eat.

Wei WuXian lowered his head to look at what he had been writing: “Are you preparing New Year’s goods? Didn’t Madam Yu draft this and hand it over to the warehouse to do it?”

Jiang Cheng said, "The New Year is coming soon, so please let me handle this matter."

Wei WuXian said: “That’s easy. Just go to the warehouse and find the invoice from previous years and copy it.”

Jiang Cheng said, "Of course not. My mother gave it to me to train my management ability. How can I learn anything by just copying it?"

Wei WuXian grabbed a handful of chestnuts, peeled them and ate them, shaking his head and saying, “Stubborn.”

After Jiang Cheng ate two, he continued to write and draw. Wei Wuxian sat beside him, watching him write and giving him suggestions, such as there was not enough charcoal, so he should prepare more, and more fireworks so that everyone could have fun together during the New Year. He also told him not to let the people in the warehouse buy radishes when stocking up vegetables, because radishes tasted bad...

The chattering made Jiang Cheng feel overwhelmed.

Jiang Cheng put down his pen fiercely and said, "Don't you have anything else to do?!"

Wei WuXian shook his head honestly: “No.”

Jiang Cheng asked back: "You are so free, what do you usually do?"

Wei WuXian rolled his eyes and said, “I usually… usually play with Lan Zhan.”

"..."

After hearing his answer, Jiang Cheng's face turned pale. He knew he shouldn't have asked Wei Wuxian this question.

So Jiang Cheng chose to keep silent and concentrate on his own work. Unexpectedly, after Wei Wuxian opened Lan Wangji's mouth, he talked even more, and his words kept pouring out like beans.

"Can you please refer to my opinion when you write these? The radish really doesn't taste good, can't you just make a note of it?"

"..."

“It’s so boring!”

"Lan Zhan has been gone for over a month."

"He didn't tell me when he would be back."

"I don't know if something happened in his family. Lan Zhan wouldn't let me go find him."

"..."

Wei Wuxian spoke for more than ten sentences in a row, but Jiang Cheng didn't say a word in response.

Wei WuXian said: “Jiang Cheng, why are you becoming more and more depressed? You don’t even talk anymore. You must have taken the wrong medicine!”

Jiang Cheng's teeth were clattering. "How can Lan Wangji stand you when you keep talking so much?"