They were in the Guanyin Temple when Jin Guangyao was about to confess, mysterious attackers attacked the people inside the temple. They were put into a spell except Wei Wuxian.
After that, Jin Guangyao had a chance to convince them that he was inn...
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After he left, he went to a certain mountain again. Wei Wuxian went back into the Burial Mounds. Walking past the arch that separated Yiling to Burial Mounds, he saw many resentful spirits calling to him.
Wei Wuxian saw the large space near the Demon Subduing Cave. There were still ruin and ashes of the houses there and many footsteps marked by the wet dirt.
He walked through every single ruins to arrive inside the cave. Wei Wuxian scoffed with a smile remembering that this was his own home for at least 2 years here. He looked around to see his stuff was mainly stolen from everyone.
"Wow how shameless of them to cast me out just to use my inventions. How uncanny."
Wei Wuxian continued to walk inside as he arrived at his old healing place. The Blood Pool. He had many untreated wounds as he sat there meditating.
His raven hair flowing upwards as energy surrounds him. He inhaled and exhaled often as he calmed down. Resentful energy was surging inside his body as it was mostly released resentful energy.
Wei Wuxian then stood up slowly as he was still wounded and so bloodied. He looked for herbs for him to grind them and put them on his wounds.
"Ugh....such fake bastards....this hurt a lot..."
He said with a weak and hoarse voice as he walked around the Cave. Luckily, he found some herbs contained in a jar that were untouched by the Clans when it was the First Siege. He took the herbs but it seemed like it was already grinned down.
Wei Wuxian smiled, a feeling of nostalgia flushed all over him. He remembered that Wen Qing was always treating his wounds when they were still alive.
"Heh...I miss you guys..."
He took the jar and walked again to find something that he can use as a bandage. He went to another corner to where the medical instruments were there by Wen Qing.
Wei Wuxian went back beside the blood pool and there he sat with the jar and the bandage. He first took care of his back. Wincing to the pain and having trouble to put the herbs there but he managed. Wrapping it with the bandage slowly.
"Good thing they didnt touch these. Or else i have to find me some time."
He then tended to the wounds all over his body. His thighs with bruises and scratches. His wrists were red from the chains and neck also has a mark. Wei Wuxian just wrapped them up with bandages as he put ointment there.
As he finished, he sighed and looked up to the rocky ceiling of the cave. Wei Wuxian was wondering who were those black figures and why was he always the scapegoat? He kept wondering until he heard a sound.
Hello! Sorry for the late updates! Just many happening with school. Exams, events and becoming one of the members of student council is really busy. So this author is apologizing to you all! Thank you for reading this short chapter and this story. It makes me happy. :3
