The Untamed: Wei Wuxian Reborn as a Child

Wei Wuxian, Xue Yang, and Meng Yao supported each other as they stumbled into the house. Cangse was tidying up inside when he heard the noise and looked over to see the three men, bloodstained and in tattered clothes, looking utterly miserable.

Cangse frowned and walked forward quickly, his face full of anxiety and anger, "What the hell did you do to me? You're in this state!"

Wei Wuxian was panting heavily, his face filled with panic. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Cangse, "Mother, we encountered a python!"

Xue Yang gritted his teeth and added bitterly, "That python was so powerful! It almost swallowed us!"

Meng Yao's face was pale, and he said weakly, "We fought it for a while and barely escaped."

When Zangse heard this, he was furious. "How could you be so reckless! You can't easily provoke a python!"

The three of them lowered their heads, not daring to say a word. Cangse was both angry and distressed, "What if something happens to them? What will we do?"

Wei Wuxian raised his head, a stubborn look on his face. "Mother, we didn't provoke it. It rushed out to bite me first. Yangyang pushed me away, but ended up getting entangled. That's why we had to fight it."

Zangse sighed helplessly, "Forget it, forget it. Go treat your wound first and get some rest. Don't act so impulsively next time!"

The three people agreed and then went back to apply medicine.

After applying the medicine, Wei Wuxian sat on the couch and began to miss Lan Wangji again. They did not follow him back from Liyang, but went back to the Lan family.

Wei WuXian thought, "I wonder what Lan Zhan is doing? It would be nice if we could just talk face to face like this."

Suddenly, Wei WuXian's eyes lit up, "Yes, I can create a sound transmission talisman!"

Wei Wuxian stood up impatiently and hurried to the study. Once inside, he began anxiously searching for the various materials needed to make the sound transmission talisman. He carefully searched the bookshelves, drawers, and tables for any possible hiding place for the materials.

Time passed minute by minute, and beads of sweat gradually seeped out of Wei Wuxian's forehead, but his eyes were always full of anticipation.

After a while of effort, Wei Wuxian finally found all the necessary materials. He took a deep breath, calmed his excitement, and then carefully placed the materials on the desk.

Next, he followed the method he remembered, operating step by step. He concentrated on drawing the spell, muttering to himself, as if communicating with some mysterious power.

As the final stroke was made, a faint light flashed, and the sound transmission talisman was finally completed! Wei Wuxian was ecstatic, clutching the sound transmission talisman tightly as if it were the most precious treasure in the world.

At this moment, his heart was filled with joy and pride, because he knew that this sound transmission note would become an important tool for him to communicate with Lan Zhan.

He held the sound transmission talisman in his hand, transformed his thoughts into words, and gently poured them into it. Then, he released the sound transmission talisman and watched it transform into a beam of light and disappear into the sky.

At this moment, Lan Wangji was sitting in a quiet room in the Cloud Recesses, cultivating his mind. Suddenly, he felt a slight fluctuation of spiritual energy. Looking up, he saw a sound transmission note slowly floating into his hand.

He stared at the sound transmission note, sensing Wei Wuxian's presence, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly. When he read the information in the sound transmission note, a hint of surprise and tenderness flashed in his eyes.

"Wei Ying, are you all right?" Lan Wangji whispered softly. His voice was low and gentle, like a spring breeze brushing against Wei Wuxian's ears. This simple greeting contained endless care and concern, making one feel the deep friendship between them.

After receiving Lan Wangji's reply, Wei Wuxian was as happy as a child. He knew that even though they were far apart, their hearts were still closely connected.

The two chatted for a long time using the sound transmission talisman.

From then on, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji kept in touch through sound transmission notes, sharing each other's daily lives, and their feelings grew deeper and deeper.

The Wei family became more lively with Xue Yang's arrival. Xue Yang always followed Wei Wuxian in his studies. Every time he saw Wei Wuxian drawing a spell, he would get very excited, looking at Wei Wuxian with sparkling eyes. He would keep asking Wei Wuxian to teach him how to draw.

Wei WuXian thought about how this little rascal had been quite talented in talismans in his previous life, but he still wanted to tease him and said, "You think drawing talismans is easy? Talent is also very important. Do you have this talent?"

Xue Yang's fair, delicate face was filled with rage. His large, watery eyes gleamed with fury, his lips pursed tightly, and his cheeks puffed with anger. He glared at the person before him and shouted, "Who are you looking down on?" His voice was filled with dissatisfaction and grievance. It was as if the other person had just said something that had infuriated him, and he felt slighted.

Wei WuXian couldn't help but burst out laughing at him, "YangYang...hahaha...I'm dying of laughter. You didn't see your own expression, hahaha...I can't take it anymore!"

Xue Yang became even more angry upon seeing this and said, "Wei Wuxian, you are so mean. I will ignore you. I will go find Brother A Yao." After saying that, he stood up and left without even looking at him.

Seeing that he seemed genuinely angry, Wei Wuxian's smile gradually faded. He quickly stood up and chased after him, "Yangyang, I was wrong. Don't be angry. I'll teach you... Can't I teach you?"

Hearing this, Xue Yang finally stopped, slowly turned around, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smug smile.