When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

The rich businessman shook his head and said, "Not yet. Even if nothing bad happens, this evil spirit scares people everywhere every night, making everyone in our house restless and unable to live in peace. This has already caused me a great loss."

"I'm sure the immortals must have noticed when they first arrived that each of us now carries talismans on our bodies, and we don't even dare to open the door easily." The rich businessman frowned, looking worried.

Lan Jingyi said: "If that's the case, then since no one has died, it means the level of the evil spirit causing trouble here is not very high. We can summon it and disperse it at night."

Hearing this, the rich businessman was overjoyed and immediately thanked him: "Thank you very much, Immortal! If you can solve this problem, I will be very grateful!"

After everyone left, Lan Jingyi led several Lan family disciples to work in the yard, setting up the formation, intending to wait until night, when the evil spirit arrived, to catch the turtle in the urn.

The people who were setting up the formation and casting the spells were so busy that they had no time to rest.

Wei WuXian just leaned against the door frame and watched them work leisurely until the formation was almost complete.

Lan Jingyi came over and said, "Senior Wei, do you think it's okay for us to do all these preparations? Is there anything missing?"

Wei WuXian looked at him and said, “Little Jingyi, you have to learn to be independent and you have to develop your own judgment. SiZhui and HanGuangJun are not here this time, so I am the only one who came out with you.”

"But you have to know that most people are by themselves, so you have to try to learn to solve problems on your own."

Lan Jingyi nodded: "I understand, Senior Wei, then I will go check it again."

Looking at Lan Jingyi's back, Wei Wuxian jumped lightly onto the roof and flew over the entire mansion like a flying bird.

Soon, it was night.

Everyone in the house received clear instructions that no matter what happened outside, they must not step out of the door.

Lan Jingyi and others guarded various key positions in the mansion, quietly waiting for the opportunity to come.

Time passed by minute by minute, and in the blink of an eye it was already late at night.

At this moment, the moon in the sky is particularly bright and round, and occasionally you can hear a few birds singing. The surroundings are quiet and peaceful, and even the barking of a dog can hardly be heard.

After a while, it was midnight.

After waiting for such a long time, there is still no movement. One can't help but wonder if the evil spirit will not come today.

Finally, someone yawned loudly.

However, Lan Jingyi remained fully focused throughout, not missing any clues and paying close attention to any movement around him.

At this moment, the originally quiet atmosphere was broken by a sudden noise - an unusual sound was heard from a bush of flowers in the yard!

"There's something going on over there!" Someone noticed something was wrong and immediately spoke up to warn.

When they reached the edge, Lan Jingyi said, "Wait, don't get close yet."

As he said this, he threw out a talisman in his hand. After the talisman entered the bushes, an ear-piercing and sharp cat cry was heard in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a pitch-black cat suddenly jumped out of the bushes at an extremely fast speed and almost jumped directly into the face of one of the disciples.

Seeing this, everyone stepped aside in panic to make way for it.

The black cat climbed up the tree nimbly, its hair standing on end and its claws and teeth bared as it screamed at the people under the tree.

"What's going on? Why did a cat suddenly appear here?"

"The cat chose this moment to jump out. It really gave me a fright!"

Lan Jingyi slowly approached the tree, wanting to take a closer look to see if there was anything wrong with the cat.

At this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came from behind everyone, the sound pierced the night sky and struck people's hearts.

It was the voice of the wealthy businessman.

Lan Jingyi's heart tightened, and he secretly said, "Could it be that they are trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain?"

Several people quickly turned around and ran towards where the rich businessman was.

When I arrived, the rich businessman's door was open.

The room was very dark, with not even any light coming through the windows.

They groped their way into the inner room in the dark, and when they passed the screen, the first thing they saw was a black figure.

The inner room was even darker than the outer room, and it was almost pitch dark. For a moment, it was really difficult to tell whether the black shadow was a human or a ghost.

The black shadow stood there straight, motionless, with its back to them, like a silent sculpture.

No one could be sure whether he was a human or a ghost, and everyone was afraid to act rashly for fear of causing unnecessary trouble or danger.

Lan Jingyi held the sword tightly in his hand, staring at the shadow vigilantly. He was hesitant, not knowing whether he should take the initiative to attack. At this moment, the shadow suddenly said, "Light the lamp."

The black shadow turned out to be Wei Wuxian.

Everyone recognized the voice and, after receiving the instructions, several people reached out to the table and quickly lit the candles on it.

Lan Jingyi walked towards Wei Wuxian, and the light of the candle illuminated everything in the room.

Wei Wuxian was standing about two meters away from the bed, his eyes fixed on the person on the bed.

Lan Jingyi didn't notice anything unusual at first, until he walked closer, and suddenly found that Wei Wuxian seemed to be controlling an illusory shadow in his hand.

The shape of this shadow looks like a child.

Lan Jingyi was startled and couldn't help but yelled: "Wei..."

Before the word "senior" was even finished, Wei WuXian spoke first: "Boss Zhao, take a look at this thing and see if it has been harassing you?"

As he spoke, Wei WuXian took a step forward, preparing to hand the item in his hand to the wealthy businessman Zhao who was lying on the bed for him to look at.

Mr. Zhao only took a glance and his face turned pale as paper in an instant. He suddenly lifted up the quilt and covered his head tightly, shouting at the same time: "This is it! This is it! Take it away quickly!"

Facing this man's terrified shouts, the Yin spirit in Wei Wuxian's hand seemed to enjoy scaring people to the point of crying and incontinence.

Even though it had been caught by Wei WuXian, it still showed no fear. Instead, it kept giggling.

The cries of the ghost's childish voice became sharper and sharper, reaching the point of being piercing.

Wei Wuxian was annoyed by the noise, so he tapped the ghost on the head. This seemed to have pressed a switch, and the ghost instantly stopped talking.

Lan Jingyi widened his eyes: "..."