Tomb Raiders: After the Nine Gates Ancestor, they let loose and did whatever they wanted!

Wei Wuxian, looking guilty, accepted the golden butterfly. Black Glasses dragged Zhang Qiling along to watch. In the moonlight, the wings fluttered, shimmering with iridescent light, sparkling brilliantly.

Black Glasses: Don't think I don't know the curious look in your eyes, Zhang the Dumb. All you do every day is train, work in the fields, or guard the gate. You have no fun at all. You must have never seen anything like this before!

Wei Wuxian knew that Feng Che would definitely pour out his grievances in the letter, asking why he hadn't returned on time. As the saying goes, one shouldn't wash one's dirty linen in public, especially with the newly recruited Hei Yanjing present. As the boss, he still had to save face.

So Wei Wuxian's hand awkwardly gripped the golden butterfly, and he turned away as if burying his head in the sand, muttering, "My [↗] won't let me see it~ won't let me see it!"

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The golden butterfly, touched by this gesture, vanished into gold dust, forming strangely shaped characters that floated in gold leaf. Each character possessed an elegant and refined style, revealing the person's unrestrained and unconventional nature just by looking at their writing.

Unfortunately, the contents of the letter were so blatantly displayed in the air that this filter was shattered.

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[The untrustworthy Ah Xian regards this letter as a personal address:]

My dearest Xianxian~ It's been 47 days since you left for Northeast China and we haven't heard anything from you!

Are you too busy in Northeast China to write to me? Or have you made new friends and forgotten to write?

It's okay, Fengfeng can just write to A-Xian herself~

Do you know how I spent these 47 days?! ↗

During the day, I wander the streets gathering information, and at night I stay alone in my empty room, facing those people whose schemes are as numerous as honeycomb briquettes!

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The first month was relatively peaceful, but "it" people kept testing the waters. I was causing trouble in the Red Mansion every day, which scared them away. Anyway, Er Yuehong had to clean up the mess.

Er Yuehong: I really am tied up with Q!

(Feng Che's main attack is a group attack that doesn't distinguish between friend and foe. His physical and mental attacks include, but are not limited to, floating into a well to pretend to be a ghost, playing ghost music in the middle of the night, or just showing off his fan when he's in a bad mood... "Its" people have quietly disappeared, but the Hongfufu staff are going crazy!

Hongfu waiter: That mysterious young master went into seclusion after saving Madam Hong, but his subordinate seems to be seriously ill!

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PS: (This is a hidden sect of Kui Xing, practically no one has ever seen it, and its main characteristic is composure.)

He always wears that expensive-looking black cloak and mask, sometimes silently attacking people, sometimes climbing onto roof beams on rainy days to scare them, and sometimes playing eerie music at night.

Sometimes he wouldn't go back to the house, but would sleep in the tree like a little gentleman. If he fell down, he would just lie there all night. If he was found, he would feel like he was about to die, and would only move slightly to prove that he was still alive. His appetite was a mystery; he only liked to eat pretty food, but no one had ever seen his face...

He runs around all day. The shop assistants at Master Jie's Trading Company say he likes all sorts of exquisite trinkets and musical instruments. He's a money tree, a living god of wealth. Whenever he comes, ladies and young women flock to hear him play, and the business volume increases significantly!

But he's not like that at the Red Mansion at all! The Second Master even told us not to reveal his actions, gave us hush money (compensation for emotional distress), and raised our wages—he's practically a god of wealth! ↗)

Ah Xian, if you don't come back soon, Er Yuehong is almost driven to a nervous breakdown by me! The Hong Manor is turning into a ghost town! ↗

Er Yuehong (on the surface): Feng Che did what I've always wanted to do. It was a bit of a commotion, but that's okay, as long as it works! ↗

(*^w^*)

(Actual): Ah Xian~ Can't we really bring back the gentle and refined Kui Xing?

Feng Che is a good person, but he's a bit crazy, just like his name suggests!

If you don't come out of seclusion soon, your second brother really won't be able to handle it.

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Ah Xian, in the past two weeks, the people of Kou Island and that foreigner Qiu Dekao have been working together to covet the mine. Zhang Qishan, under pressure, couldn't hold back and ignored my well-intentioned advice. Er Yuehong, Zhang Deputy, and Qi Tiezui led a small team of guards down into the mine!

Out of gratitude and to fulfill their previous agreement, Er Yuehong helped unlock the mechanism left by the Hong family ancestors in the mine. Qi Tiezui deduced that it was Qingwuzi's tomb, which was somewhat taboo. The silk scroll he obtained was a bit blurry in my memory, and there was no longer any information that could provide a tangible location. The two of them were fine.

The carnivorous bacteria inside were much fiercer than before. Zhang Qishan and his adjutant, two members of the Qilin branch, were practically drained of their lifeblood, but they still failed to obtain the meteorite bronze and returned empty-handed. I secretly managed to snatch it away!

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The Zhang family's hereditary amnesia is quite severe; even with such a thin bloodline, it can still be affected. I see that Zhang Qishan's mental state isn't very good; without the guidance and clues from the silk scroll...

If Ah Xian doesn't come back soon and I give him some directions, I feel that with Zhang Qishan's high-pressure job and his disordered memory, he won't last much longer!

He: Ugh! It's all "its" fault!

Stop throwing all the blame at me. I'm not that heartless. Go find "it"! ↗Go find "it"! ↗

(????д????) Damn it!

I went to Bai Qiao's sacred tree and retrieved another piece of meteorite copper. I kept it close to my body in my spatial bag; it won't get lost! (The space isn't large; it's part of the mechanical puppet's inventory.)

Although the energy of the meteorite doesn't radiate towards me, its presence is too strong, I'm not used to it, and it's making me feel bad.

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Enraged, I chopped down a few more of its minions.

The music I play every day has become more depressing.

The flowers and plants in the yard don't seem so pretty anymore.

The food that originally looked good but tasted average now seems to have become ugly and even more unpalatable.

I don't want to eat anymore. I feel like I'm floating around all the time lately. Ah Xian, am I going to become the first person in the Ghost Spirit Sect to lose their appetite?

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Most importantly, Ah Xian, while you're busy, please take care of your health and remember to protect yourself. Don't get injured, because if you do, not only me, but all of us will worry!

Lingdie's Random Notes: When will Xianxian return?

Worried that A-Xian and Feng Che might stay.

After reading the message from the spirit butterfly, Wei Wuxian felt a pang of conscience. Although Feng Che's letter contained complaints, it clearly explained the affairs of Zhengshan and did not falter. It also expressed his deep concern about Wei Wuxian's disappearance.

Wei Wuxian, realizing he had completely forgotten about Feng Che in Changsha these past few days, only wanted to say one thing.

"I'm so damn stupid, I was having so much fun I didn't even write a single letter!"

Feng Che: Damn it, A-Xian is still not back. Either he's having too much fun and has forgotten all about home.

Either something happened and they can't come back for the time being, causing a delay.

If it's the former, he'll come back after having a cup of tea; if it's the latter, we'll search high and low to find him and take good care of him!

Get rid of all those Nine Gates, those obstructive things!

(▼へ▼メ)

Excellent, Feng Che's timing was perfect, and Xianzai rushed back to Changsha overnight.

...Hahahaha (?w?) Hahahaha...

Most importantly, Wei Wuxian underestimated the exertion of a trip to the Bronze Gate. He was unconscious for several days and didn't tell Feng Che, not wanting him to worry. Otherwise, according to the normal plan, a month would have been just right.

After reading the letter, a hint of disappointment flashed in Zhang Qiling's eyes, and he thought...

"Brother Xian is leaving again. I wonder if I'll remember him when we meet again..."

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Black Glasses became even more interested in the Ghost Spirit Sect, a place where the boss didn't act like a boss, the employees didn't act like employees, and everything was done independently, yet it was exceptionally warm and united. A glint of anticipation flashed in his pupils hidden behind his sunglasses...