Chapter 19 (2/2)

All the people participating in the ritual had tried to flee, only to fall down, and only Lan wangJi, at the east position, was still standing

He was sitting upright, quite still, leaning over a horizontal zither His hands were not on top of the strings, yet the strings were treinally, he'd been listening to the sound of so with rapt attention, but he finally lifted his head when he realized someone had come in

Lan wangJi had the same blank expression on his face, and Wei WuXian couldn't tell what he was thinking He walked over to the west corner, pulled out his bamboo flute from its position at his waist, and held it up to his lips

Originally, Lan QiRlen had been overseeing the west corner, but noas lying on his side He was just like the pupil who'd escaped Mingshi+ earlier, unconscious and bleeding fro opposite Lan wangJi

On that night at the Mo family estate, there had been Wei WuXian's whistle and Lan wangJi's far-away tone Only with both of the hand in hand did they defeat the ar his intent, and raised his right hand A series of tones caan to play his flute

Together, they plated the song, ”Zhaohun”

To a corpse, a part of the body,their life they had a love of the media, so that their soul would follow the h to see the outline of the soul's shape But as they played, no soul was called forth

The hand becarier, blue veins now visible, and the pressure in the air became heavier

It seemed like, in this moment, if the defender of the west corner was someone else other than Wei Wuxian, they wouldfrom every orifice and unable to support theJi's duet of ”Zhaohun” was unable to summon the spirit, and that was practically impossible Unless Unless the deceased's soul, and their corpse, were both severed!

It seemed like this dear friend orse off than he was by a bit Even though his body was torn to many pieces, at least his soul was still intact

With the Zhaohun useless, Lan wangJi changed the tune, and began to play another song

This song was strange yet awe inspiring, different froht and day It had a tranquil, peaceful tone, and was called ”Anxi” These two songswere ltwo fas, known far and wide, could be played by anyone that kne to play a wind instru automatically

The Yiling Patriarch's flute was called ”Chenqing,” and was known far and wide At thisIt was quite painful to listen to He guessed that Lan wangJi has never played a duet with so for a while, he raised his head at stared at Wei WuXian

Wei WuXian pretended he couldn't see, turned his body and continued to play, but played a two-toned tune If Lan QiRen had been awake, he would surely be insulting Wei WuXian, telling him not to play if he couldn't play, and not to disturb or tarnish Lan wangJi's sound

But even if he played badly, the power of the song was in the intent, not the ability The hand was being slowly cal doard In a flash, Mingshi+'s front doors opened, and light poured into the room

It was probably because the bell on top of the building had stopped ringing, and the disciples began to enter Lan SiZhui said, ”Hanguang-gun, Young Master Mo, you two”

The awful perforJi pressed his hand on the strings to stop the sound, and replied, ”save people”

Lan SiZhui understood, and gathered the others to help treat the other bleeding bodies in the Mingshi+ They started with acupuncture, while another set of students carried a bronze bell to re-cover the ar was neat and orderly, and nobody made any loud noises

Wei WuXian returned the flute to its place by his waist, and squatted down beside the bronze bell, and rubbed away the dirt on the inscription, thinking deeply

That night at the Mo farievance was due to being dis had had arrived, Wei WuXian didn't exaular corpse, even one with such a strong grievance, its killing poas unusually strong

Even Lan QiRen, the famous cultivator, who presided over this ritual and 1800 others, ainst this resentful spirit He was still unconscious, and bleeding Figuring out the identity of this arm's body won't be easy

In all likelihood, they're also a cultivator Moreover, it's very likely that it's an honorable, powerful cultivator with great hatred of the immortals

But, there's been no word of any fa dismembered, or any whose bodies have disappeared posthumously

He raised his head to look at Lan wangJi

The GusuLan as liberation first, repression second, extermination third This arm spirit had killed several people already, it obviously could not be saved Therefore, when the Lan faht it back to the Cloud Recesses, they should have went to the second step, repression, first

But the Lan faood would that have done?

Different phantos and levels of power The one used by Lan SiZhui and his group only had a functional radius of 5 li

Yet it called forth this hand, with such a strong killing intent, that feeds on hu within 5 li of the Mo fa intent, then the Mo faht However, it only appeared after the Lan clan showed up at the Mo fae of this situation Interesting

Its target was obvious Lan wangJi won't let this strange occurance go The GusuLan Sect would get to the bottom of this

Fro-jun, I didn't think that this hand would be such a probleood?”

Wei WuXian aiting for soment, replied, ”This is simple! Chase the source, find its body, and you find a way to save them”

By finding its body, they could follow the clues to figure out the body's identity, and no doubt the GusuLan sect would want to go down the mountain to follow the trail And then, he could finally leave theto be happy

Although Lan JingYi knew that Wei WuXian definitely wasn't a lunatic, he couldn't help but say to him, rather critically, ”you say it's simple, but if you can't find the spirit, even after all of this, then where are we going to search for it?”

Wei WuXian replied, ”where are you going to search for it? Didn't it point it out for you?”

Lan JingYi, unconvinced, said, ”pointed it out? Who? Where?”

Laughing, Wei WuXian said, ”ask your Hanguang-jun where”

Lan wangJi looked at him for a second ”Southwest”

The ar in the southwest direction

oh WWX, you can be so perceptive yet so unaware sometimes

time period: people used to shi+: translates to build of deep thought, or building of : can translate to 'to give the full account' or affection