[Mo Dao Zu Shi Fanfiction] I Raise A Ying in Yiling

After standing up, Wei Chaoyan looked at the three little ones with teary eyes and sighed deeply. She said in a low voice, "Aying, Qiye, Qingyan, say goodbye to your parents. We will come to see them again next time."

Hearing Wei Chaoyan's words, Wei Ying and Qi Ye stood up straight and walked slowly behind Wei Chaoyan, while Qingyan was picked up by the guards behind them and handed to Wei Chaoyan. Wei Chaoyan hugged her younger brother tightly and led the two behind her to bow deeply to the tombstone in front of them. Then, with a heart full of reluctance and sadness, she followed Lady Yan and the others to the right rear side of the tomb.

Led by Mr. Wang and his entourage, they followed a winding path covered by weeds on the right rear side, making a long detour before finally arriving at the auspicious burial site chosen by Mr. Wang.

This place is indeed a treasure, located directly behind the ancestral graves of Wei Village on the hillside. The straight-line distance between it and the graves of Wei Chaoyan's parents is not far, but the two are separated by an insurmountable hill that completely covers the place. To come from the direction of the ancestral graves of Wei Village, one must follow the path led by Old Wang. One wrong step and you will be in the wrong place. In terms of privacy, it can be said to be exceptional.

Moreover, the environment here is tranquil and the scenery has a touch of wildness. The terrain is open and the view is expansive, with flowers, trees, and grasses growing in a pleasing, orderly fashion. Although it is currently overgrown with weeds and withered leaves, one can imagine what a beautiful scene it will be once spring arrives, with flowers blooming and lush grass growing, full of vitality. It seems that Old Wang had put in a lot of effort to find such a good place that suited Wei Chaoyan's taste.

Upon arriving at their destination, Wei Chaoyan and his entourage stopped and tidied their somewhat disheveled appearance. After they had tidied themselves, Old Wang gave an order, and his apprentices and assistants quickly took off the packages they were carrying from behind their backs and took out formal attire and corresponding ceremonial items.

After quickly changing their clothes, they took the necessary tools and equipment according to their assigned tasks. Once everything was ready, the eldest apprentice, Wang Shu, said in a deep voice to Old Master Wang, who was observing the time and waiting, "Master, we are all ready. We can begin."

Upon receiving the message from his eldest apprentice, Old Master Wang looked up at the sky and realized that the auspicious time was approaching. He then turned to Lady Yan and solemnly said, "Master, the auspicious time has arrived, and the ceremony is about to begin. Please, ladies and gentlemen, follow my instructions and refrain from any rash actions to avoid disturbing the deceased."

"Alright, everything will be as Elder Wang says. Yan girl, hurry, take Wei Ying and follow Elder Wang, and obey his arrangements. Qi Ye and Aunt Qingyan will look after them for you!" Madam Yan called out to Wei Chaoyan with a serious expression.

"Come, A-Ying, come with your older sister!" Wei Chaoyan took Wei Ying's hand, straightened her posture, and walked solemnly to Old Master Wang. She bowed and said, "I'll leave everything to Master Wang. My brother and I will follow your instructions and will not dare to act without permission!"

Seeing Wei Chaoyan and the others' respectful demeanor, Old Wang nodded in satisfaction and said, "Then I will presume to presume upon you, please proceed..."

"Qi Ye, what are you doing taking Qing Yan with you? Come here right now and don't disturb your sister and the others!" Yan Niangzi's somewhat exasperated voice suddenly interrupted Wang Lao's words.

Hearing the sound, Wei Chaoyan turned around and saw that the usually well-behaved and sensible Qi Ye had broken free from the guards' hands and was now stumbling along with Qingyan, running to Wei Ying's side, determined to travel with him. Wei Chaoyan was quite helpless about this; in order not to waste time, and since the two Wei families were already practically one family, it was a good thing for the two elders, Zezang and his family, to have a few more juniors see them off.

Thinking it over, Wei Chaoyan didn't say anything more, but whispered to Qiye to keep an eye on Dian Qingyan and follow her movements.

Seeing that Wei Chaoyan had made the arrangements, Lady Yan stopped shouting. At the same time, Old Wang picked up where he left off: "Please take out the things that are to be put into the coffin and put them away first. We will put them into the coffin when I tell you to."

"Okay, I understand." With that, Wei Chaoyan took out a wooden box she had prepared in advance from the package on her back and placed it on the ground in front of her. She opened the lid of the wooden box and let Old Wang check if there were any omissions.

After carefully examining the contents, Old Wang said with a hint of regret, "The young lady's preparations are quite comprehensive, but it's a pity that it would be more complete if there were portraits of ancestors."

No sooner had Old Master Wang finished speaking than Madam Yan chimed in, "Wait, I've already prepared the portrait. Here, Wei Mu, take the wooden box behind you and hand it to Old Master Wang."

Upon hearing the order, Wei Mu stepped forward, pulled out a wooden box from his back, and handed it to Old Wang, who was stroking his beard and sighing. Old Wang took the box, opened it, and unfurled one of the scrolls. There, the painter had vividly depicted a pair of elegant and beautiful men and women with extremely superb and exquisite brushstrokes. The man was dressed in a black, narrow-sleeved, close-fitting outfit, looking steady and reliable, while the woman wore a moon-white long dress with blue trim, appearing graceful and ethereal. The two were gazing at each other with tender affection. It was a portrait of Wei Changze and Cangse Sanren.

There were several scrolls inside the box, presumably all containing similar portraits of Zezang and his father. Wei Chaoyan was overjoyed upon seeing this and excitedly pointed to the portraits, saying to Wei Ying, "A-Ying, look closely! These are your father and mother!"

Without Wei Chaoyan saying anything more, as the portrait was slowly unfolded in Old Wang's hands, Wei Ying stared wide-eyed at the portrait, not daring to move his eyes even slightly, for fear that it would disappear like a dream in the blink of an eye.

"Ah, Aunt Yan, you're amazing! I absolutely adore you! By the way, Aunt Yan, do you still have any portraits of Uncle Changze and Aunt Cangse? If so, could you give me a copy so I can keep one as a keepsake for Aying? Oh, and I'm sure you haven't forgotten about Dad and Mom either, right? Give them to me too, hehe!"

Having grown accustomed to Wei Chaoyan's blunt demands, Lady Yan didn't even bother to roll her eyes or spit at her. She calmly replied, "Don't worry, everything's already prepared. You won't be left out! Now, don't get distracted by anything else. Just listen to what Elder Wang says."

"Oh, oh!" Wei Chaoyan covered her mouth with her hand and blinked, signaling Old Wang to continue.

Old Wang was momentarily stunned, but fortunately, he was used to seeing big scenes and quickly composed himself. He rolled up the scroll in his hand as it was and calmly said, "Now the burial items are ready. Please wait a moment, young ladies and gentlemen, as I will begin the ceremony. You will then follow my instructions."

"Okay/Yes!" Wei Chaoyan and the others nodded in unison, standing upright and solemnly waiting for Elder Wang to give instructions.

After giving instructions to Wei Chaoyan and the others, Old Wang took a few steps back, cleared his throat, and solemnly announced loudly, "Light incense, play music, and carry the coffin!"

"Yes!" the disciples and assistants responded loudly.