When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

The first meeting in Liyang City that year was the best change that Xue Yang had ever encountered in his life. Xue Yang's eyes were a little out of focus, as if he was thinking of the scene when they first met, and then he came back to his senses and said:

"Although I grew up in this Liyang City, Brother Xian also knows that I was just a little beggar at that time. How could I be related to this immortal cultivation family? Brother Xian couldn't find the murderer, so he thought it was me based on this alone. How can you force a connection? Brother Xian, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

How could Wei Wuxian not know that it was indeed absurd to accuse him of a crime without giving any reason or basis? Wei Wuxian didn't want to think like that, but this was where the spearhead was directed.

Xue Yang's attitude now is to show that he did not do this, but it is really hard to say whether there is a second murderer besides Xue Yang.

At this point, Wei WuXian no longer wanted to discuss this issue with Xue Yang. After all, he wouldn't get anything out of it by asking any more.

He closed his eyes, then slowly opened them and said in a deep voice, "We will continue to investigate the matter, but you must know that every wrong has its perpetrators. If it hurts others, then this matter will not be so easy to understand."

After saying this, Wei WuXian turned and left the alley.

Just as Wei Wuxian was about to turn the corner and leave, Xue Yang called out to him, “Brother Xian.”

His voice was filled with anxiety.

Wei WuXian paused.

Xue Yang paused as he spoke: "To be honest, from the first time we met, I realized that you, Brother Xian, understand me very well. You know my temper, my love of sweets, and you treat me well. I feel like you are really my own brother from the same mother."

"You're looking for me again about this matter at the Chang Mansion and asking me questions like this, as if you know something about my childhood. So, can I still call you Brother Xian..."

The last sentence was asked cautiously.

Wei WuXian said without even turning his head: “It’s up to you. It depends on your choice. I told you from the beginning when I brought you back to Lotus Pier that you must know why you hold the sword in your hand.”

After saying this, Wei Wuxian left Xue Yang's sight.

Xue Yang stood in the alley in a daze for a long time.

Wei Wuxian walked out of the alley and met Xiao Xingchen who appeared on the street. After the two talked for a few words, Wei Wuxian returned to Chang's house.

Xiao Xingchen looked at the alley that Wei Wuxian walked out of, took two steps forward, and saw Xue Yang standing there motionless.

Walking forward, Xiao Xingchen said, "You..."

Xue Yang raised his head and stuffed all the buns in his hand to Xiao Xingchen, then walked out of the alley without saying a word.

Xiao Xingchen followed him and saw Xue Yang looking at the direction Wei Wuxian left. Xiao Xingchen asked, "Did you have a fight?"

Xue Yang said nothing.

Xiao Xingchen said, “Although Wuxian and I have known each other relatively late and have not had much contact, it is not difficult to see that Wuxian is not the kind of person with a bad temper. If there is anything, just talk it out between the two of you.”

Hearing this, Xue Yang turned his head to look at him and suddenly asked, "Master, are you telling me this to save me?"

… …Xiao Xingchen choked, not understanding why Xue Yang had the leisure to joke with him when he was clearly in a very low mood. Moreover, how could a simple word of comfort be related to redemption?

He said, "You are not someone who is deeply trapped in the quagmire, so there is no question of redemption."

Xue Yang did not continue with his previous words to tease Xiao Xingchen, but said seriously: "I have something I want to ask the Taoist priest, I wonder if you can help me solve my doubts."

Xiao Xingchen said: "Please speak."

This was a busy street, not a good place to talk, so Xue Yang brought Xiao Xingchen to a location in the suburbs of the city.

There are not so many people coming and going here. In the distance are rolling mountains and nearby are endless green grass.

The two of them sat under a big tree on the street, quietly, as if they were tired from traveling and were taking a rest, peaceful and idle.

Xue Yang rested one hand on his propped-up leg and leaned against the tree trunk in silence for a long time. Xiao Xingchen had been waiting for him to speak.

A breeze blew by, Xue Yang lazily raised his eyes, looked at the clouds floating in the sky and said: "Master, let me tell you a story."

Xiao Xingchen responded and leaned against the tree trunk.

Xue Yang talked about a child's childhood experience and how the child was treated and bullied by bad people.

Xue Yang said: "Later, this child who was originally a bit foolish at the age of seven and did whatever others told him to do grew up to be ten years old and became a scoundrel who was hated and avoided by everyone. During these three years, he learned how to survive in this world and knew that being weak and kind would only lead to being bullied."

"In life, it is best to do only things that benefit oneself. Later, this kid led a group of hooligans like him to commit all kinds of evil in the town and became notorious. Those thefts and robberies became their only source of survival."

"One meal of hunger, one meal of starvation, one meal of theft, one meal of beating."

"But just when the kid thought that he would grow up like this, be honed in fighting, and then grow up to be a generation of bullies in this town, and take his brothers to collect protection fees from others, bully others, and no longer be beaten up."

"This kid encountered another turning point. He almost lost his life in an accident, but it was this accident that made him meet a noble person who could change his life."

"The noble man bought clothes and shoes for the child, gave the child candy that he wanted to eat but had never eaten before, and helped the child find a new home."

"The people in this new home are very nice. The children here will not lack food and clothing. As long as they live here, although we can't say that we can have delicious fish and meat every day, we can still guarantee delicious home-cooked meals. At least it is much better than stealing clothes and food at the risk of being beaten."

Xiao Xingchen asked: "So he stayed?"

Xue Yang said: "How is that possible? Don't forget what happened to the child when he was little. How can it be possible for him to live a normal life from now on?"

Xiao Xingchen asked: "Then what did he do?"

Xue Yang said: "He ran away."

Xiao Xingchen didn’t quite understand. After all, going from a beggar to a child with a family was what many homeless children dreamed of.

Xue Yang said: "Don't think too much, the kid is not stupid, he just wanted to chase out of the city and catch up with the nobleman, but the nobleman is a big immortal, with a high level of cultivation, and he flew into the sky with a fairy sword on his feet. The kid can't catch up at all."

Xiao Xingchen said: "What happened next?"

Xue Yang smiled: "Of course he didn't give up. The kid followed the nobleman out of the town by relying on his clothes and the characteristics of his companions."

"I wandered all the way, trekking through mountains and rivers. When I was thirsty, I drank water from streams along the way. When I was hungry, I dug up grass roots and picked up leftovers and rotten vegetable leaves that others didn't want. I got an upset stomach several times because of this, but I continued on my journey with trembling legs."