Learning Diabolism

⛩So apparently she won't⛩

Inside the door appeared a small withered old woman, she had long grey hair and dirty robes that could use some repair.

"What business brings you here?" she asked, her voice was rough and scratchy, it kinda sounded like every word hurt, but she didn't look to be in any kind of pain at all.

"Madam, we are sorry to bother you, but we have traveled here for a long time, would you mind letting us take a small rest here?" smiled Wan Yuqnue sweetly.

The woman clearly wanted to oppose, but Wan Yunque let out a small sound, akin to a whistle and suddenly, she was reluctantly opening the doors.

"Wow, she'll really let us in?" looked Lan Sizhui to Wan Yunque. The two looked at each other for a little while, but their moment was broken by Song Anyue: "Of course she let us in, A-Lu is good at this stuff. Now let's go, we don't have all day."

And so everyone packed inside. The place was not big, that much they could tell, however it was near impossible to figure out anything else, since the place was completely dark.
"Can someone light up a talisman?" called Wei Wuxian in a fairly irritated manner, as nobody moved an inch. His command was fruitless for a short amount of time, until someone actually lit up one. Turns out it was Sizhui.
"Alway dependable," laughed Wan Yuqnue lightly, in response Lan Sizhui embarrassedly turned his head to the side and it seemed like there was the faintest of blushes covering his cheeks.

However, today it seemed like Song Anyue was determined to ruin their every moment, as she quickly grabbed the talisman from his hand and used it to light up two candles that she found on a table nearby.

"There, finally, hm, this stuff is good," she sighed. Sadly most of the other disciples didn't share her slight fascination, as the light revealed hanging bodies all around them. There were men, women, even children.

"W-what is this!?" demanded someone and everyone started getting their swords.

"Calm down, calm down, they're just figurines," laughed Wan Yunque at them and to prove her point, she poked a hole into the ankle of one mannequin. It was a bit of waste, since they really were well made, but at least the disciples stopped waving their swords at everything they saw.

"Alright, lets get the poisoned people settled," told everyone Song Anyue soon after, they didn't have that much time.
Wei Wuxian nodded and he went into a different room, after their "host". The lady wasn't as reluctant as she was at the door and he soon returned with the permission to use her kitchen and a satisfied grin on his face.
"Alright, I need two people," he announced.

"I'll go," quickly stood up Wan Yunque, Wei Wuxian was about to argue something but was stopped abruptly, "don't say anything, if I don't go it's not gonna be edible."

To literally nobody's surprise the second person to offer help was Lan Sizhui. Tho he still had a very grumpy poisoned Jingyi on his back, which resulted in him standing awkwardly in the middle of the room. When nobody moved, Song Anyue took pity on him: "Go, I'll stay here and watch over everyone."

Lan Sizhui gave her a grateful smile and let her take the unmoving un-Lan Lan from him.
Song Anyue quickly settled down beside the only table in the room, it had a good position from which she could see everyone else, Fox was limply leaning on the wall beside her, as expected, from time to time, he made a hissing sound, or a displeased grunt, but other than that, he stayed calm.
After settling herself, she helped Jingyi get comfortable too.

"You can lean on me, if you want to," she proposed matter of factly, "it's better if you don't use your muscles, so that your blood doesn't move too fast."

"Sitting up is gonna kill me?" joked the Lan.

"Not normally, but you did an awful lot of fighting and running around these past few minutes, so... it might..." Lan Jingyi did not expect that answer and without thinking he quickly leaned on the girl, letting his head rest on her shoulder, which earned him a low chuckle from Song Anyue.