When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Jiang Cheng: "I...?"

The masked man said, "You."

It looked like he was talking to Jiang Cheng, but the masked man was actually talking to Wei Wuxian. Jiang Cheng was standing in front of Wei Wuxian, and the masked man looked past Jiang Cheng.

Wei Wuxian: “…”

After saying this, the masked man didn't wait for anyone else to respond. He walked straight past a few people and went to the clam shell.

Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng looked at each other, then turned around and followed.

The masked man stood right in front of the clam shell, and the three men surrounded the masked man tightly from behind and on both sides, making it impossible for him to leave.

Wei WuXian asked, “What are you going to do?”

The masked man withdrew his gaze, as if he was thinking about something. He uttered a syllable as if he was about to speak, but his voice was so soft that Wei Wuxian, who was beside him, could not hear it clearly at all. He could only lean forward slightly to get closer.

As Wei WuXian approached, the masked man also looked over and met his gaze.

Just when everyone focused their attention on Wei Wuxian, the masked man decisively attacked Lan Wangji on the left, and Lan Wangji captured him.

The two villagers next to him also became restless and wanted to take action, but ordinary people are just ordinary people, and no matter how strong and ferocious they were, they were still easily taken down by Jiang Cheng.

Just now it seemed like something was about to explode, but in the blink of an eye everything returned to calm.

Wei WuXian really didn’t know what he was going to do, so he asked directly, “Patriarch, what are you going to do? If it’s just a sneak attack, then no matter what you do in front of the three of us, it won’t have any effect. You…”

"elder brother!"

Before Wei Wuxian could finish his words, he was interrupted by the voice of a child. It was the child that Lan Wangji had just snatched from the two villagers.

The small child looked up at Wei Wuxian. He was probably only eleven or twelve years old.

Wei WuXian took back what he was about to say, looked down at him and said, “You’re awake.”

The child nodded: "Brother, why are you hitting people? He is the chief of our village, you can't hit them."

Wei Wuxian wanted to say something to the child who had just woken up, but suddenly a strong wind blew from behind. It was the clan leader who was about to kick him even though his hands were captured.

Wei WuXian turned around and blocked him, saying, “Clan leader, I just said that your sneak attack trick is useless.”

"Oh." The patriarch smiled gently under the mask.

For some reason, Wei WuXian suddenly felt a strong force, as if someone was pushing him from behind. It was that little kid.

Children have no lethal power, and for this reason, no one will pay special attention to what they are doing or be on guard against them.

The moment Wei Wuxian leaned back and was still wondering how this kid could have so much strength, his whole body staggered and sat into the big and deep clam shell, lying upside down with his head down and his feet up.

Wei Wuxian wanted to stand up immediately, but the clam shell was very large and had a deep bottom. His feet were raised and could not touch the ground at all. If he wanted to stand up, he had to pull his legs back in first.

Lan Wangji wanted to help him, but the masked man’s entanglement made it impossible for him to free his hands.

When Wei Wuxian pulled his legs back and prepared to stand up, his entire body had entered the clam shell, and the wide and heavy clam shell closed with a "bang".

Lan Wangji shouted, “Wei Ying!”

The masked man let go of Lan Wangji, and Jiang Cheng also released his grip on the two villagers nearby. The two of them came to the closed clam shell and started beating on it.

Jiang Cheng shouted, “Wei Wuxian!”

Got no response.

The clam shell is large and thick, and very soundproof. Sounds from outside cannot get in, and sounds from inside cannot get out.

Lan Wangji had already pulled out Bichen and was ready to split the clam shell with one sword.

Suddenly, the masked man behind him said in a deep voice, "Sir, please do not try to destroy the holy object, or the person inside will surely die."

Lan Wangji’s hand paused. Jiang Cheng would not be intimidated by the masked man’s words: “It’s just a clam shell, just smash it.”

As he spoke, Jiang Cheng had already pulled out the Three Poisons and was about to split the clam shell open, but Lan Wangji blocked it with his sword.

Jiang Cheng asked, "Lan Wangji, do you really believe what he said?"

Lan Wangji said, “Don’t be reckless.”

They both looked at the masked man.

The masked man said: "You can imagine the relationship between the clam shell and the clam meat. There is no clam meat that can survive on its own even if the clam shell is broken."

Jiang Cheng said: "What does the two have to do with each other? We are human beings."

The masked man said nothing, that's all he said.

Even though Jiang Cheng didn't believe that cracking the clam shell open directly would have any impact on the people inside, Lan Wangji didn't allow him to do so, so Jiang Cheng could only squat down and try to pry it open with his bare hands.

Lan Wangji stood there staring at the masked man without moving, and the masked man also stared back at him without any fear.

The next second, the masked man felt a chill on his neck, and the Bichen Sword was already across his neck.

Lan Wangji said, “Open it.”

The voice was deep and steady, and the tone was unquestionable.

The masked man was not afraid of Lan Wangji's threat. The next second, one of the villagers who was originally standing had grabbed the sword with his bare hands. Seeing this, Lan Wangji quickly withdrew his sword.

The blade of the Bichen sword was sharp. It cut across the man's hand, leaving a deep and long cut, and blood was flowing out.

Even so, the man seemed to feel nothing, his hands fell naturally to his sides, and blood flowed from his fingertips all over the ground.

If this continued, the man might lose his life due to excessive blood loss, or at worst his right hand would be disabled. Seeing this, Lan Wangji had no choice but to grab the man's hand, seal the acupuncture points, and reduce the rate of blood outflow.

After letting the man go, Lan Wangji took a step closer to the masked man. The two people next to him, together with the child, once again stood in front of the masked man.

The masked man said, "It's useless against me."

Lan Wangji said, “Open it.”

The masked man didn't say anything, nor did he argue any further. He just turned around and jumped out of the altar. Lan Wangji wanted to chase after him.

The child hugged Lan Wangji's legs, and the two people next to him were also dragging Lan Wangji.

Suddenly, the entire altar under their feet began to shake. The villagers below swarmed over and surrounded them. They held Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng up, stripped their clothes, and held their arms and legs, preventing them from leaving.

It was impossible for Lan Wangji to attack these ordinary people who were powerless.

Jiang Cheng was different. He was cracking the clam shell just fine when suddenly someone hugged him from behind. He threw the person aside as if by reflex and then kicked anyone who approached him.

He kicked again and again. More and more people gathered around him. Jiang Cheng cursed, "What are these people doing? What's wrong with them?!"

Lan Wangji, who was dragged and unable to move, looked outside. It was late at night and there were shadows and heads everywhere. He could no longer see where the masked man who jumped out of the altar had gone and he had completely disappeared into the night.