«To Tame The Untamed»

一百七十三✔️

"where are we going?", The younger asked as wen ning who was rowing the boat after eating a handful of lotus pods along with the couple.

"Yunping, Guanyin temple.", Lan wangji said adjusting the hilt of his sword with his right hand as his other hand was busy carressing wei ying's hair.

"I found a script near the spells you wrote in the secret room inside the bronze mirror.", Lan Zhan said helping wei ying sit straight who still seemed to be in pain. Wei Ying simply nodded when he remembered about the scripts Lan Zhan was talking about.

The trio reacher yunping early in the morning where they had so far not gone through any obstacles which greatly surprised Lan wangji who expected Jin guangyao to set traps for them.

The protective presence of lan wangji behind wei wuxian was rather distributing for some reason to wei ying, who felt the opposite of what lan wangji was trying to do.

The throbbing headache was long gone but, the feeling of not being safe around his own soulmate lingered around Wei Ying's already foggy mind for the first time in his life. The nostalgic feeling of something coming back to him continuously bugged his mind which had just increased his guilty curiosity.

He continued to walk along with his husband without noticing that a bunch of of teenagers had surrounded wen ning to create some mischief.

"Brother wei!", The feared ghost genaral almost cried out when he realised that he could not possibly hurt a bunch of kids. Wei Ying and lan wangji came to a halt after a few seconds and looked at Wen Ning who was struggling to get rid of a bunch of kids.

Hanguang jun took a talisman out of his robe and handed it over to wei ying who was slightly taken aback.

"You still have these.", Wei Ying whispered looking at the specific talisman which wei ying had stopped making years ago. A nod came from lan wangji who refused to look into wei ying's eyes for some reason.

Not bothering to take a look into their problems which wei ying had no idea about, he three the talisman at the group of kids and distracted them with the butterflies which disappeared into thin air the second it came into effect.

"Let's go!", Wei Ying Exclaimed with a smile already walking towards the yunping, Guanyin temple which wasn't far as far as he remembered.

The temple was big for a place which was built over a brothel. To say that people went to the temple to worship their deities like a pheasent each and every single day, shocked wei wuxian a lot. Not only that, the fact that a man like him had built a statue of his mother after her death when he couldn't respect her when she was alive, bamboozled wei wuxian.

It was a well built temple in yunmeng which Jiāng Chéng had once gifted to the lanling jin as a wedding dowry. Well, that was after the brothel had been burned to its ground and turned into a beautiful land.

How the place had burned to ashes, was a mystery to a lot, to this day. After, Meng shi's death over fourteen years ago from the mysterious fire, wei wuxian had finally understood how the fire broke out after all these years.

"For a man so resentful he sure as hell did build a shrine.", Wei Wuxian made a snarky comment and watched several people walk inside the temple with their children.

"Mn", Lan zhan agreed. His eyes went towards the monk who was talking to a few preachers. He seemed to be a cultivator in his thirties with no hair on his head.

"Your medicines really helped my husband. Thank you so much.", The woman thanked the monk whose face held a gentle look which was expected from them.