Looking around, Wei Ying doesn't know whether he should laugh or cry at his own misery.
"Did you heard? The Yunmeng Jiang Clan had put a bounty on their top disciple's head."
"It's is quite the large amount of money for finding him."
"What do you think did he do to have such a large amount of money on his head?"
Maybe Jiang Cheng had really wanted to kill him in vengeance.
"But you know, it was emphasized that Wei Wuxian is to be brought alive. Maybe death was too easy of a punishment for him."
That thought slipped past Wei Ying's mind, making him nod his head nonchalantly.
"Tsk. You don't even know the rumors circling around? They say he'd already gone mad from using demonic cultivation and killed his own brother in cold blood!"
"For real? The Wei Wuxian I knew is quite fond of his brother that he'd rather kill himself than Jiangshuai-zun."
Atleast someone was there to side with him, though it is also true that he killed his own brother because he was asked to.
"Even Hanguang-jun is searching for him like a madman."
Wei Ying felt a bit guilty for hearing those words, but he knew that Lan Zhan won't do any good if he's with him all the time.
For all he knows, he might go into a rampage due to the Stygian Tiger Tally that was being hidden in his pocket.
"That is why I said he went mad. You know the teachings, using resentful energy erodes one's mind."
While that is also true, he is trying his best to not let the ghosts get into his mind while repeatedly humming the song his brother had made just for him.
And maybe the song Lan Zhan had played for him back when they sought refuge at the time in Lotus Pier.
As he drank the wine left in his cup, he gulped it all down like a parched man as he stood up, leaving the tavern as he fixed his hat to cover his face.
He's a wanted man now after all.
Just before he could walk away from his table, the doors in the entrance of the tavern was slammed open.
"Get out while I'm still asking nicely, Wei Wuxian."
It was Xue Yang.
There was a clamor on the first floor of the tavern, considering that the topic of their conversation was among them all along.
"One."
Wei Ying could feel his sweat drop at how fast they managed to track him down.
But then again, it has been several weeks.
"Two."
Wei Ying simply looks down from the second floor, and he could feel himself shivering the moment the two of them made eye contact.
"Three."
The moment Xue Yang uttered the number, he disappeared in a blink of an eye. And as for Wei Ying, he immediately flipped the table where he was dining on earlier and started running away.
Wei Ying could hear the table hitting someone, and he foolishly hopes that it was Xue Yang since that brat can easily relocate his limbs if it was mangled from the hit.
Not that it eased his guilt.
"Why are you running away, you damn coward?"
Wei Ying was sure that if Xue Yang could still feel, he would scream in pain while glaring at him.
"Why wouldn't I run away when you're so viciously running at me like a haunted ghost?!"
Well in a way, Xue Yang could be called a haunted corpse.
Though at their exchange, Wei Ying felt comfort, like it was the old times.
Wei Ying managed to run away from the tavern, not even daring to look back as he continued to run, fishing a teleportation talisman in his pocket.
As he tore it apart, he felt someone pull the ribbon on his hair and cursed out loud.
"God damn it you brat! Why won't you just leave me alone for one fucking second?!"
As Wei Ying turns around to slap the hand that was holding his ribbon tie, he felt a cold hand lunge at his neck making him choke.
"Say your complaints to Yunmeng Jiang, my dear shixiong."
Since when did this brat even managed to control his strength when he awakened as a fierce corpse?
"Unhand me you damn bratㅡkeuk!"
Wei Ying's passage of breath came to a stop the moment Xue Yang held him by the neck, making him choke at the lack of air as he managed to glare at the younger.
Before he could even kick Xue Yang, Wei Ying's eyes uncontrollably went wide the moment he looks at the younger's eyes.
"I may have lost my sense of pain and touch, but I can still feel emotions, Wei Wuxian."
Ah, if Xue Yang's tear ducts haven't became stiff, he would be crying right now.
The look on the younger's eyes were proof enough for Wei Ying, and Xue Yang had loosen his hold against the older's neck as he stares at him.
Long before Wei Ying could recover, Xue Yang punched straight to his cheek as he blinks dumbfoundedly.
"What theㅡ!"
"That was from Jiang Wanyin."
Before he could say another word, Xue Yang aimed to punch the older which Wei Ying had managed to avoid it.
Yet Xue Yang predicted this and punched him on the other side of his face.
"You damn brㅡ!"
"That was from me."
As Xue Yang tried to smack him in the face once again, Wei Ying jumped as far as he could away from the damn fierce corpse.
"Alright that's enough! My jaw fucking hurts you damn brat."
Xue Yang tilts his head in an innocent manner, then he will his mouth to grin lopsidedly similar to their gege.
"I haven't even given you the last punch."
Wei Ying snarls at the younger as he placed Chenqing in front of his lips, making Xue Yang's stature freeze at the familiar sight of the instrument before letting out an animalistic growl.
"Come back to Yunmeng right now, Wei Wuxian."
'Please, come back home. They are waiting for you, gege is waiting for you, I'm sure of it.'
It was silent at first, Chenqing being slowly placed down as they both looked at each other.
The look on Wei Ying's face was enough for Xue Yang to let out a sigh.
What a stubborn bastard.
"Go back yourself, Xue Yang. If lady luck is on my side, I will come back to Lotus Pier after doing the things I need to do."
He's running away again.
"Then take me with you!"
Those words caught the both of them off guard that Wei Ying is sure if Xue Yang is still a human with proper blood flow, that childish face of his would instantly go red in embarrassment.
"What if I say no?" Wei Ying decides to tease, crossing his arms as he raised an eyebrow.
"As if you can run away from me. I will always find you, since you are the one who turned me into a fierce corpse."
Wei Ying could feel his head throb from stress, making him sigh as he rolls his eyes.
"Why should I?"
"Atleast take some responsibility you damn pick."
Wei Ying scoffs, but his chest light at their bickering.
"Again, why should I? You were the one who doesn't want to rest in peace."
This time, it was Xue Yang's turn to scoff albeit hoarsely.
"Doesn't want to rest in peace my ass. You're the one who was crying the most when I died."
Wei Ying simply smiles yet to Xue Yang, it was a wry one.
"Go die again in a ditch somewhere then."
Xue Yang simply huffs before walking beside the older, continuing their small fight until they had reached Yiling.
"What's this, you're planning to become the fearsome Yiling Patriarch again?" Xue Yang offhandedly asks, making Wei Ying flinch in surprise.
"How...?"
The younger scoffs once again before shrugging, "What? You're not the only one who's being haunted by their past life."
Author: Jeez, I hope that this work will be finished with only less than 100 chapters.
Me in the future, PROBABLY: SIIIIKKKKKEEEE