(notes at the end of the chapter, it's important to the story)
-CHAPTER 3-
-back to the past-
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Maybe it was because of how much Lan xichen was worried that he started to feel headaches happening here and there, he used to be so courteous, calm and always smiling depending on the emotions he possessed. Yet now, he only shows that side to people not too often, he would sometimes be his normal, sweet warm self but also would have mood swings.
Like how he would glare at anyone mentioning about events he swore would never happen.
He never felt this empty his whole life. Despite already feeling slightly empty before and after his mother's death, it was now hollowed after the announced missing case of his Only beloved brother.
Maybe this was a way of saying the gods do not want to bestow anything but ill luck and misfortune on the Poor Sect leader Lan. He cannot accept the fact his brother might already be gone, he just can't. knowing he's the only person he was so close with since childhood, ever since his mother's death.
"S_ct l____r l__!"
He felt his whole world slowly shattering but before it can fall into pieces before his eyes he heard a disciple call out his name, no, his title.
"S-sect leader Lan, sect leader Lan!!!"
The junior stutteringly said, running up to him while pure terror was plastered and shown onto his sweating face. "Did you need anything?" Xichen asked, the junior was sweating and panting like crazy and he couldn't help himself but look up whilst trembling.
"Half of the search team's members are dead!!"
Xichen's eyes shot wide open. Dead? "How can you be so sure!?" Lan xichen tried his best not to show the shock he had, surely it must be a misunderstanding. "50 became 25, and when we tried searching everywhere we would see traces of limbs and corpses who were missing limbs!!" The junior exclaimed.
Xichen dropped his scroll.
No nononono.. this can't be.
Xichen wasn't worried because the search team were found dead, oh, definitely not.
He was scared at the thought of his own brother in that state.
"Did you see anyone or anything related to the death of the members." Xichen added, his calm demeanor changing into one that showed nothing but worrisome thoughts and terror. He was clenching his fist so hard and the junior swore he saw blood trickling down his palms. "All of the corpses were stripped until one inner robe and pants were left.."
The junior gulped, some may think that's a little intimate of the killer but in reality, if they saw the bodies themselves, they would have bloodied marks all over them, limbless in different parts, some flesh torn away.
It was a gruesome sight for juniors.
"Not only that.. we found some more corpses that belonged to different Clan members.. they also had the same fate as the others and--And!!-"
Lan xichen didn't even listen at this point on. He was staring down, his vision was hazy, his mind was in a daze, everything.. everything was all blurry for him. He didn't know what to believe anymore, he was constantly trying to locate his brother all these months, Months and years, specifically 8, to no end, and your telling him his brother could be out there, limbless in the cold?
Just what did the heavens prepare for him?
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Lan wangji was staring at his reflection at a river, his mind was all blurry and hazy. Since the past few years leading up to the 5th year in 3 months, he has been gaining nightmares of a man he swore familiar in many ways. He thought it was just a coincidence until the said man showed up more often then he registered.
Maybe it could be a coincidence, maybe not? The man was faceless or was it just lan zhan who couldn't make out the face? Every night, everyday, he would get this strange nightmare or vision about someone.
The man had black long hair, a red ribbon would flow in the wind alongside the flowy long hair. He was wearing black robes with a hint of complimentary red with it.
He swore that the said man was someone he knew before but couldn't piece together who it was. He felt disheveled. Maybe it was the lack of sleep, maybe it was the whole resentful energy residing in him, maybe it was just the past longing he lost and trying to remember it back.
Past longing..
Since a few years ago, specifically speaking 3 years ago, an incident occurred that led to this strange, uneasy feeling in his heart that made it heavy. During this time, Lan wangji was out in the middle of the woods after he had just left a nearby town to gather seeds and a few fruits that can subside for him and a-yuan for a while. Wen-- Wei yuan has been complaining a little bit about how he wanted to try different basic fruits once more, of course Lan wangji wanted what was best for his son so he did what was expected of him
He made a little crops farm for his a-yuan. A-yuan was more than happy, he would always be the one harvesting with him, taking joy in plucking out the crops when they were fully ripened and ready to be eaten and digested.
Wangji, not wanting to attract way too much attention, walked home leisurely. By home, it means back to burial mounds. It sounds a little too much, who would want to reside in a place where people would go in but never get out?
Well, burial mounds was already cleansed long ago. Wei yuan was already living proof that It was, infact safe to be living there.
During his walk, he had came across a rather loud rustling noise that very audibly followed him, finding it quite stupid wangji made a pissed of type of scoff before uttering "foolish" under his breath with an exasperated expression.
He heard a thump, another thump, and another..and another. After another thump, Wangji unsheathed bichen and fortunately evaded an attack from what seemed to look like a corpse. The blood in Wangji's face drained after noticing it was a fierce corpse, it might seem like something he can handle but the thing was more complicated than it seemed. It had more than enough resentful energy to cover the whole of china. Wondering, how can one single corpse have that much resentful energy?
Wangji ended up letting Wei yuan wait for hours, but let that not bother wei yuan because he had always known his father is not that weak. Wei yuan was still a child at the age of 9. Regardless, how can he leave him? He lost his parents, his father that had made him feel loved. What will the poor child be like when his current father dies aswell?
After wangji came back, he started acting strange. Usually, he would approach yuan and ask him all about his day currently. Wei yuan being wei yuan, babbles just like his former father would. Oh.. maybe someone he knew?
When wangji was able to be approached by wei yuan, he immediately said "Wen" yuan instead of wei. Wei Yuan was confused but regardless still corrected his father, about it. "But I thought your name is.." "it's wei yuan, diedie!!!" He stomped his little feet
It confused wangji but never looked further into it, as tho thinking wei yuan never knew the answer.
As to that day, he would be going out more often than he used to, mostly lingering at night. Wei yuan was persistent to know what had made his father this reluctant to leave every night so he begged and begged every night before he left until the night wei yuan turned 11 he finally agreed to bring the little one with him.
It has been 8 years since wangji was deemed as missing from the world and he isn't bothered by it.
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"Diedie.." a soft, young voice of a youth spoke out. It was the dark of the night, wangji was walking Infront of him as if he hadn't just killed a whole group of people.
He stopped in his tracks, and the youth swallowed a clump of his saliva, blood draining from his face. "Wasn't that.." wangji hummed. He was calm..
Despite killing a bunch of juniors from a sect he belonged to before.
Wei yuan sighed, must his father be this cold? Throughout the 2 years they have been around, wei yuan only then found out his father had been slaughtering those who went near burial mounds just a few miles away. It happened ever since he was 9 which was really concerning knowing how indifferent his father must be.
Since he was accepted by his father to roam beside him, he had to make himself of good use and practice his cultivation and swordsmanship during this period with the help of his diedie.
He just didn't know his father was all that popular because of his killings. Usually on nights they go out they would wear mouth veils to cover their faces so none would know their identities, much less his father's.
'oh zhēnzhū shi xuè.. so cold and enticing, diedie how can you get married with this attitude?'
He shamelessly thought with an incredulous expression on his face. Cold blooded, cold hearted killer to everyone.. but to wei yuan, he looks at wangji as if he's a widow who lost his husband. Which, was indeed true but who was wei yuan to explain it?
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To be continued
Note:
So I would like to address that wei wuxian will arrive in 15 years, not 13. REMINDER THIS IS MO DAO ZU SHI, NOT THE UNTAMED.
The part where sizhui and the juniors met are far into the future, which is when WWX returns, which is the present. he is atleast 20 or under so, gay.