[Forget Envy] Short Story - The Bell of the Soul

"Lan Zhan! Look at me, look this way..."

Lan Wangji was sitting among the flowers, and when he heard Wei Wuxian calling him, he turned his head and looked over, and all the flowers hanging on his body fell off immediately, he didn't pay attention, he just looked in the direction Wei Wuxian called him, he looked There is a swing on the tree trunk, which is made of tree vines, and the two ends are hung between the tree branches, swinging with the wind.

Wei WuXian jumped up lightly, then swayed casually, and said with a smile: "I made this yesterday, it's very strong, two people can support it, do you want to try it?"

Lan Wangji reminded: "Be careful!"

Wei Wuxian swung higher and higher, then let go, and made two somersaults in mid-air. The moment he landed perfectly, he gave Lan Wangji a big smile and said, "Haha! I'm just a soul, I won't die even if I fall, I'm afraid What?"

Lan Wangji stayed where he was, and cast a reproachful look at Wei Wuxian's half-joking words.

Wei Wuxian, who was comatose due to trauma to his soul, recuperated in the dark room for several days before his soul stabilized and gradually recovered, so Lan Wangji transferred him from the dark room back to the quiet room so that he could take good care of him, but Wei Wuxian Wuxian still hasn't woken up for a long time, it has been almost a month.

Lan Wangji returns to the quiet room every day, and after he sits in meditation, he will come to the world of Duopohunling, and then he has been playing around with Wei Wuxian.

This unreal world seems to be specially designed for Wei Wuxian. As long as it is what he wants, he can find it. He took Lan Wangji to the lake to pick lotus, went up the mountain to hunt pheasants, and caught hares. I have also played kites in the plains, and never tire of climbing mountains and playing in water.

But the happier I am, the more afraid I will never be able to return to reality.

Lan Wangji stretched out his hand: "Wei Ying, come here..."

Seeing Lan Wangji's serious expression, Wei Wuxian stopped playing, walked back to Lan Wangji's side, hugged him tightly, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Sizhui told me today that Wen Ning's condition is not very good recently, and he seldom does activities. I'm worried whether it has something to do with your physical condition."

Wei Wuxian said solemnly: "No, although I refined Wen Ning, he won't be affected by me. Think about it, maybe it's because he is in the deep cloud, and his aura overwhelms his resentment, which led to his activities. Less, after all, it is a murderous corpse, if he is too happy, the resentment will naturally weaken."

Lan Wangji said: "But you can't go on like this forever, it's hard to guarantee that this world will always exist!"

Wei Wuxian said frankly: "Indeed! After I send Wen Jing away, it shouldn't last long here. In fact, the Suomo Soul Bell is not as scary as your uncle said. It is just a shelter for souls, which is equivalent to a huge version of the The spirit-locking sac can also block the spirit energy or resentment at the same time, and use these stored power to attack."

The power of the Soul-destroying Soul Bell was infinitely exaggerated by the Wen family to increase its prestige. If it was really powerful enough to kill in an instant, the ancestor of the Wen family would not casually hand it over to a side branch for collection.

Wei Wuxian, who is a ghost practitioner, knows best about the soul: "Lan Zhan! If I want to wake up physically, I need you to take me back to the mass grave."

Lan Wangji looked at him intently.

Wei Wuxian said helplessly: "Don't look at me like this, I'm not Master Hong Zun, I can fix it if I say it's repaired, the source of the resentment in my body, the place where I died, it's also in the mass grave when I return from body sculpting, so I have to To reunite the body with the soul, it must be carried out in the mass grave, this is a helpless thing, the spiritual energy is enough, it is the supplement of the poor resentment."

Wei WuXian sat up straight, looked up at the sky and smiled wryly, "It's terrible! This is on the edge of being neither human nor ghost, neither righteous nor evil... You can't cultivate into a fairy, you can't reach the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, as expected, you can only go to the Hades go."

Lan Wangji said, "Wherever you are, I am always there..."

Wei WuXian smiled and said, "Who doesn't know that HanGuang-Jun is the most affectionate, and he never blush when talking about love!"

"..."

Wei WuXian gently slid his fingertips across Lan WangJi's chest, circling around the brand mark under the collarbone: "To be honest, I'm also very serious, should you take me to bliss first, eh?"

Lan Wangji grabbed Wei Wuxian's restless hand, pressed him into the flowers, and kissed him deeply...

The next day, before dawn, Lan Wangji carried Wei Wuxian down the mountain and set off for Yiling.

After the mass graves were closed after the gates of the underworld, the resentment on the mountain has been very calm. Even if there are living people going up the mountain, it will only be a riot for a short period of time, and then it will fall silent, and the local people will gradually forget its horror.

But Lan Wangji walked towards the end of the mountain road, and the resentment followed him from the foot of the mountain until he reached the cave called Fumo Cave, the sky-high resentment seemed to return to the past, even the air became heavy down.

Lan Wangji stamped his feet in front of the cave entrance, the resentment behind him was ready to move, but he didn't dare to approach him at all, he knew that it was not himself who made the resentment so active, but Wei Wuxian on his back.

Lan Wangji found a relatively clean place, put Wei Wuxian down gently, and then sat on the sidelines quietly waiting. The resentment outside did not follow into the Fumo Cave, but inside the cave there was a gust of wind, and the resentment was also extremely heavy. He was deeply afraid that Wei Wuxian's body would catch the cold, so after thinking about it, he hugged him again.

Half an hour passed without a sound, the sky began to darken, and the yin of the mass graves also intensified. Lan Wangji was considering whether to leave first and come back tomorrow, but suddenly felt the unconsciousness in his arms. Wei Wuxian moved slightly, and immediately looked down, the slender eyelashes left his face, Wei Wuxian opened his eyes, his eyes seemed a little lost, but he quickly found focus.

"Wei Ying!" Lan Wangji couldn't help kissing him on the face several times.

"Good morning! Lan Zhan..." Wei Wuxian's voice sounded a little hoarse.

Lan Wangji said, "It's almost night."

Wei Wuxian smiled lightly, and said softly, "You don't want me to say good night to you, do you?" Wei Wuxian put his arms around Lan Wangji and said, "Let me stay a little longer, just a little while."

Then Wei Wuxian closed his eyes again, and took a deep breath. Immediately, strong black air surged from all directions, resentment, hostility, and murderous agglomeration. Wei Wuxian stretched out his hand to absorb it slowly. Seeing the black air, Lan Wangji's feeling of coldness made Lan Wangji gasp.

But it was only a short while, Wei WuXian himself did not dare to absorb too much at once, with a wave of his hand, the black air dissipated immediately, and the surroundings became clear, as if even the gloomy wind had weakened.

Wei Wuxian climbed up on Lan Wangji, stretched his hands and said, "It seems that I'm not very flexible."

Lan Wangji said, "Normal! I haven't moved my body for a whole month."

Wei WuXian lowered his head as if he was calculating something, then looked at Lan WangJi, and said, "HanGuang-Jun! Stay here tonight, okay? Don't worry, the vicious corpse won't come in with me, and I won't let you in." Don’t let resentment escape.”

Lan Wangji asked calmly, "I thought you didn't want to stay here anymore."

Wei Wuxian said, "I didn't want to, but tonight I really want to."

"Why?"

Wei WuXian said, "If the timing is correct, tonight should be the moonlit night of the autumnal equinox, and the wind blows to the northeast. There is no reason for it. I only hope that Hanguang-Jun will accompany me to Huangquan."

Lan Wangji responded decisively: "I'll accompany you!"

Wei Wuxian smiled back, nestled in Lan Wangji's arms again, and said, "Second brother Lan, although you are happy to obey me in everything, don't you need to think about it? I am the owner of the mass grave, you alone Stay by my side alone, aren't you afraid that I will eat you?"

Lan Wangji said in a flat tone, "This is what I want too."

From the moment Lan Wangji first saw Wei Wuxian, this fate was already doomed. Even if the fate was rough and experienced countless thorns and thorns, who could stop him?

The moon rose to mid-air, and Wei Wuxian led Lan Wangji deep into the cave. They walked very slowly because Wei Wuxian insisted on walking this distance by himself, so Lan Wangji stuck close to his back and supported him along the way.The road became narrower and narrower, and finally reached a stone wall that could only be passed by a single person.

Wei Wuxian was the first to climb the wall and said excitedly, "Here we are!"

When Lan Wangji then passed the stone wall and looked around, there was a shocking crimson in front of him, like a raging fire, like blood dripping down, and under the moonlight, it emitted a strange red light.

The blood-red flower without leaves, Manjusawa, flowers bloom and leaves fall, leaves have no flowers, flowers and leaves do not meet, never twins.The folks say that seeing flowers is like entering the underworld, but they cherish each other but can't see each other from then on, walking alone to the other side, the world of mortals is forever broken, poignant and elegant.

Standing in the sea of ​​flowers, Wei Wuxian looked up at the full moon, it was a sad and beautiful picture, but he still had a soft smile on his face, and said: "This is right behind the blood pool, it used to be just a piece of red soil, a desolate wilderness, because of the valley No grievances will come here, and it is the only paradise in the mass grave.”

Facing Lan Wangji, Wei Wuxian had nothing to keep, he continued, "It's like a way to get rid of the dust and suffering, so after I came back from Hades, I buried the seeds of the flower of the other shore, and hope that the resentful soul will I can follow the road in the future, and now I finally see it blooming. Fortunately, there is no rain in Yiling, otherwise it will definitely not grow."

When he got excited, Wei Wuxian held Chen Qing in his hand and put it horizontally on his lips. The sound of the flute flew over the mountains and resounded through the entire valley. The wind also responded to this. Scrape away.

At the end of the song, the wind dissipated, Lan Wangji walked up to Wei Wuxian's side, and pointed.

Wei WuXian followed the point he was pointing at, saw a pure white among the thousands of reds, couldn't help but widen his eyes, and asked, "Faded?"

Lan Wangji shook his head, and said softly, "This is a mandala flower! The Buddhist scriptures say that whoever sees this flower will get rid of his evil, and he will be liberated."

Wei Wuxian stared at Lan Wangji, as if the white clothes on his body were too dazzlingly illuminated by the light of the full moon, his eye sockets became hot, and liquid slid across his cheeks, Lan Wangji reached out to wipe away his tears, extremely She bowed her head and kissed him cherishedly.

Leaving the mass grave, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji walked side by side. Wei Wuxian raised his hand, looked at the amethyst ring on his finger, and said, "That kid is really not afraid that I won't return it if I take it."

Lan Wangji said, "Will you not pay it back?"

Wei WuXian smiled, put his hands behind his back and said, "Return! Now that we're all out, let's play from Yiling to Yunmeng, and then go to Lianhuawu. I guess he'll be itchy if he doesn't smoke, no I can’t pay him back, and he hasn’t seen me for two years, I’m going to annoy him to death.”

Lan Wangji said, "Yes!"

Wei Wuxian changed his words suddenly: "Wait, he seems to have raised a few dogs, but he still won't go to Lianhuawu, tell him to come and get them."

Lan Wangji shook his head and said, "It's not proper."

Wei Wuxian thought for a while, and said helplessly, "Then go and take the dog away first, and I'll return it later."

Lan Wangji said, "Okay!"

Wei Wuxian exhaled, and continued: "That's right! Yunmeng should have a good harvest of lotus roots this season, we are practicing how to stew lotus root pork ribs soup, you make it for me, and when you are satisfied, bring it to Jin Ling to taste. Drinking the soup made by Mr. Hanguang is a blessing for three lives."

Lan Wangji responded, "Okay! I'll do it."

Wei Wuxian said again: "There is still that Yi Temple, go back and rebuild it for the Wen Qing family, so that Wen Ning will have a nest to go back to!"

Lan Wangji nodded and said, "Yes! Leave it to me!"

As soon as Lan Wangji raised his hand, Wei Wuxian pulled it up, and the two of them walked forward slowly with their fingers clasped together.

Wei WuXian suddenly laughed, thinking: "Sure enough, if there is a small one, it will be more perfect."

Lan Wangji saw that he seemed to be in a very happy mood, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing? Just thinking about something boring."

Wei Wuxian looked at that expressionless face, no one could understand the scorching heat hidden in his heart better than him, the unchanging affection for him, all the love and pain would become his cherished memories , he is willing to walk hand in hand with Lan Wangji in the future, and cherish everything that each other has.

One day, the red mandala flower will be rid of his sins, and will be as spotless as the person in front of him, turning into a white mandala flower in an extraordinary and refined way, and then be redeemed.

end of short story