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Trying to forget of these feelings of loss and mourn Lan Zhan and the now 15 year old Lan Sizhui, and fellow juniors would indulge in night hunts with some of the neighboring clans for the good of getting rid of evil spirits as a sort of fun.

This time the juniors have taken up a request by the villagers in Mo Village to expel a spirit due to many deaths surrounding the village. In the end the juniors Lan Sizhui and Jingyi had trouble, but the help of a Mo villager by the name of Mo Xuanyu helped them out until Lan Zhan arrived. Strangely enough the clad in black ran from the prominent man in white who had just arrived. When the white clad arrived the zither was strummed and stopped the evil spirit in the form of an arm from attacking, though it fled into the surrounding forest in the same direction as Mo Xuanyu and his donkey companion.

Following the arm with his spirit sword, Bichen, Lan Wanji cut down hundreds of expensive traps set by another sect to catch any of the prey hunted for. At the last trap he noticed there were people, one clad in red and black, Mo Xuanyu, the other in purple, Jiang Cheng and one in yellow, Jin Ling. The latter two argued with Mo Xuanyu for the reason of insulting the parents of Jin Ling, though his uncle had a different reason. The man in red knew the arts of Demonic Cultivation, Jiang Wanyin had experienced this before, utterly despising the creator as he killed the only remaining members of his family. Just as Jiang Cheng was about to whip Mo Xuanyu out of blinded anger, Lan Zhan uses Bichen to intercept as a favor returned for helping Gusu's juniors. Just as he intercepts the juniors arrive to thank Mo Xuanyu, later going back to their hunt for the evil arm.

"Thank you", Mo Xuanyu bows to Lan Zhan in gratitude before he quickly scurries away.

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Just as he finishes up killing a couple of ghosts, Lan Zhan hears commotion over by the cave used as a place of worship, heading towards it the clad in white hears an eerie tune. The tune heard was somehow familiar, but he did not mind it rather he did mind the sounds of chains. The sounds of chains hitting one another while fighting. Metal and concrete clashing until then the sound of the nameless song fills the air.

Lan Zhan hears this song that was once strummed in the Xuanwu cave, the only other person who has ever been delighted to hear this song has been Wei Ying. It's been 13 years. Why now? Why?

Without thinking Lan Zhan rushes to the source playing this song in desperation to be right. Seeing the clad in black and red, he grabs the man's wrist with the intention of never letting him go. Looking at him sternly just as he always has, even though this man has a different appearance, who else who this be other than the cunning youth who died 13 years ago?

Inside Lan Zhan is thinking about taking him back to Gusu and hiding him as he failed to do so before. Although there is no wind his heart flutters, this time he will take him back to Gusu. One clad in white the other in black, away from the troubles of the world finally.

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