When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

After Qiyuan knew what had happened to Mo Xuanyu over the years, he nodded and said, "If that's the case, then my understanding is indeed wrong."

"But after listening to what you said, I am very curious about one point."

Wei WuXian said, “You speak.”

Qiyuan asked, "Is the content of the booklet you distributed ten years ago true? Is it really the method of teaching people to practice the way of ghosts?"

Wei WuXian asked, “You ask this because you think I will play some tricks on you?”

"No." Qiyuan didn't think so. He was just curious:

"The world is so big, it is bound to be full of talented people. Since there is no problem with your booklet, then in the past ten years, apart from Mo Xuanyu, no one has really mastered this way and entered the door?"

Wei WuXian said: “If you mean getting started, then of course there is, but if you mean mastering it, I can tell you very accurately that there is none.”

Qiyuan pondered and said, "What level of proficiency do you mean?"

Wei WuXian picked up a fallen leaf from the roof and rolled it up, saying, “If that’s the measure, then I have to be at least as good as Mo XuanYu.”

Pray, "I thought you were going to say it counts as being like you."

Wei WuXian joked, “If there really is another person who can reach the same level as me, then all the immortal sects will be worried to death.”

"..."

The two of them were talking when the topic suddenly changed. Qiyuan asked again, "But I'm still very curious. Since there are beginners, aren't you afraid that these beginners won't report to you on the market, and then they will abuse their power?"

Wei WuXian stretched out a finger and shook it slowly: “Don’t be afraid.”

He was so calm and composed, as if the whole world was under his control.

Wei WuXian said, “I wrote that booklet, and I know its effects better than anyone else. If you practice according to the techniques in it, even if you have a high level of comprehension, you will never be able to use methods that can hurt others.”

Even if someone wants to take an unconventional path, take a shortcut, and want to abuse their power, it is absolutely impossible, because Wei Wuxian has banned this method, and has solved this problem from the root of using ghost methods to hurt people and cause trouble.

Anyone who practices according to that booklet has had Wei Wuxian's ban branded on their ghostly foundation. Once anyone goes astray and tries to do evil, the ban on them will immediately put an end to it all.

It was precisely because of this ban that Qinghengjun and Jiang Fengmian were so confident in Wei Wuxian distributing this book on such a large scale in the beginning.

……

After Wei Wuxian and Qiyuan finished chatting about these things on the roof, Qiyuan disappeared again.

But this guy will show up automatically no matter what, so there is no need to worry.

It was already afternoon, the sun was covered by thick dark clouds, and the cold was getting worse.

Gradually, light snow began to fall from the sky, and the almost melted snow gradually piled up again.

The charcoal fire in the house was burning brightly, and hot meals were placed on the table.

Wen Yuan looked at Wei Wuxian who was already sitting at the table and said hesitantly, "Master, there is a difference between the old and the young. It's not good for us to sit here."

Hearing him say this, Jin Ling paused as his butt just touched the stool.

Mo Xuanyu was also standing in front of the table.

Wei WuXian patted the stool beside him and said, “Why are there so many rules? You don’t have to be so restrained in front of me. Besides, Han Guang-Jun isn’t here either, so just eat and drink.”

Hearing this, the two of them sat down.

Wei WuXian said while holding a dish in his hand, “It’s snowing again. I don’t know if it will stop tomorrow. If it continues to snow tomorrow, I guess I can only wait until the day after tomorrow or the day after that to return to Lotus Pier.”

The three people beside him nodded, and Wen Yuan said, "I have already sent a message to Aunt Qing and the others, telling them that I will spend the New Year at Master's place this year."

Wei WuXian asked, “What did you write on it?”

Wen Yuan said: "Just write that I will spend the New Year with you, Master, so that they don't have to worry."

Wei WuXian tapped his forehead with his free hand and said, “If you write like this, your aunt will scold me again when we go to Qishan.”

When Wen Yuan was a child, he stayed in Gusu for several New Year celebrations, but there was always a reason each time, such as the weather, howling ice and snow, and heavy snow blocking the mountains.

The children were too frail to travel far in such weather, but such bad weather only occurred once or twice in ten years.

But the Chinese New Year is a festive day for families to reunite and celebrate the festival. How can I not go back home to celebrate the New Year?

The first few times after the Chinese New Year, when he sent Wen Yuan back to Qishan, Wei Wuxian didn’t dare to look at Wen Qing’s terrifying eyes a second time.

Wen Qing wanted to grab Wei Wuxian by the collar and ask him why he couldn't send Wen Yuan back earlier, and why he didn't let her pick him up, and had to wait until the mountain was blocked by snow before telling her that Wen Yuan wouldn't be able to come back for the New Year.

And this time... Wei WuXian could already imagine the scene.

Wen Yuan said: "Master, Aunt Qing is just strict, she won't scold anyone."

Wei WuXian said: “She never scolded you, what do you know, you little brat?”

"It seems that Master Wen is very fierce." Jin Ling interrupted, "But uncle, I have also seen Wen Yuan's aunt. She is very pretty and she doesn't look like what you said."

As for Jin Ling, this little brat, who also sang a different tune, Wei Wuxian replied: "Face control."

Jin Ling poked the rice in the bowl with his hand, glanced at Wen Yuan, then sat up straight and said, "Since you are so afraid of being scolded by Master Wen, I can reluctantly help you send him off after the New Year."