[Magic Dao Patriarch Tongren] Playing Butterfly

【Mid-Autumn Extra Story】

Timeline: 13 years ago...

Note: The writing is not good, it may be ooc, it was coded in the middle of the night, there may be typos, the plot is very jumpy, forgive me...

"Selling moon cakes! Delicious moon cakes!"

It was another mid-autumn festival, and Yunmeng was still as lively as in previous years.On the street, there are still Uncle Chen who sells mooncakes and Aunt Lin who sells lanterns in previous years.

"Uncle Chen, here are some mooncakes." Wei WuXian came to the shop with ease, and said to Uncle Chen, who was in his sixtieth year with gray temples.

"Mr. Wei, why are you here this year? Didn't Mr. Xiaojiang come here in previous years?" Uncle Chen teased while packing: "Why, is it so unlucky today that you lost the bet?"

Every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Mrs. Yu would ask Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian to buy mooncakes together, but since neither of them wanted to go, there was a bet—whoever wins the martial arts competition should not go, otherwise, just accept their fate .

Wei WuXian waved his hand, and said, "It's nothing, it's just that that guy Jiang Cheng suddenly flirted with me in the middle of the competition, and he got a dog from somewhere, but it scared me enough."

Uncle Chen smiled and said: "You young people are full of vigor, unlike me, who are over 60 this year-hey, take it, and I will give you another jar of wine by the way, my son brought it from Gusu , I heard it’s delicious, and I’m not in good condition to drink too much, so you’re lucky this trip, if it’s someone else, I might not send him off.”

"Then thank you, Uncle Chen." Wei Wuxian picked up the mooncakes and the jar of wine called "Tianzixiao", thanked him and left. [Wait, WiFi, you didn't pay for it! - When did your ancestor give you money for shopping? 】

Lotus Pier

Wei Wuxian sneaked into the kitchen, looked around to make sure no one was there, and then secretly took out a mooncake, not knowing what he was doing.

"Axian?"

"Senior Sister?!" Wei Wuxian turned to look at Jiang Yanli who came in suddenly, and secretly stuffed the mooncake back.

"Why are you here?"

"Well, it's not that Uncle Chen gave me the jar of wine, so I brought it here." Wei WuXian said to Jiang YanLi with a guilty conscience, "Then what, Senior Sister, I'll go find that kid Jiang Cheng first."

Before Jiang Yanli could say anything, Wei Wuxian fled.

Jiang Yanli:? ? ?

It was night, and a group of people from the Jiang family sat in the main hall, talking and laughing, like the calm before the storm.

"Wc, Wei Wuxian, you bastard put chili peppers in mooncakes to piss me off." Jiang Cheng said angrily.

"Hey, Junior Sister, you can't blame me for this, who told you to scare me with a dog today."

"Wei Wuxian! Don't call me Junior Sister!"

"Ah Xian, Ah Cheng, you two stop fighting, come back and sit down." Jiang Yanli smiled.

"It's okay, it's rare that everyone is so happy, let them have fun." Jiang Fengmian poured a glass of wine and said.

"Just pamper them! Let's see how lawless they are now!" Madam Yu still had a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart, and she said so, but they still made them quarrel.

Jiang Cheng: "Aniang, it's not my fault, just look at what Wei Wuxian has done to me."

Wei Wuxian: "Huh? Why is this involving me again, I just added a little pepper to the mooncakes."

"Heh, who would believe it?"

The main hall is full of laughter and laughter, the years are still the same, it's great...

"Sovereign, suzerain." A voice woke Jiang Cheng from his sleep: "Sovereign, the mass grave has been thoroughly searched again, and there is still no remnant soul of Yiling ancestor."

Jiang Cheng held the Chen Qing in his hand, and said, "It's still gone?"

"No. Now the major families have already added seals on the mass graves. If there is one, it is impossible to find it."

"...Forget it, you go down."

"Yes... By the way, suzerain, the Mid-Autumn Festival will be in a few days, is it..."

"No need..." People, only Jin Ling and I are left, and the others are gone, so what else should we do?

It's just a dream of Huang Liang, those years... can't go back...

I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance...