Wei WuXian wanted to wash his face to have gaze upon the face of his bodyâs owner after death, but there wasnât any water in the room, not even for drinking or washing.
The only basin-like container was probably, he suspected, for lavatory purposes instead of cleansing.
He pushed the door, but it was fastened with a latch, probably to prevent him from wandering outside.
None of these things made him feel the joy of reincarnation at all!
He figured that he might as well sit in the Lotus position* and get used to his new home. Time flew by, and the day had passed. When he opened his eyes, sunlight seeped inside from the gaps of the door and windows. Although he could stand up and walk around, his still felt lightheaded.
Wei WuXian was puzzled,
After Wei WuXian finished flipping out, he walked out the door of the Mo familyâs place, and showed his face around the Mo village. Although he surprised countless people, he was, in fact, loving every second of it, and finally realized the delight of being a lunatic. He was even starting to approve of the makeup that resembled a hanged ghost, almost unwilling to wash it away. He fixed his hair and looked at his wrists. The cuts didnât seem like they were healing at all, which meant that a slight revenge like this would not be approved by the forbidden technique.
Would he really have to eliminate the Mo family?
To be honest, it wouldnât be too difficult of a task.
Wei WuXian strolled back to the Mo familyâs West Courtyard. The disciples of the Lan clan were standing on top of the roofs and walls, discussing with a solemn look.
Although the GusuLan clan contributed greatly during the siege on him, at that time, these juniors were either not born yet or still young children. He shouldnât direct his hate towards them, so Wei WuXian decided to linger around and observe what they were going to do. After a while, he felt like something was wrong.
Why did the fluttering black flags on top of the roofs and walls look so familiar to him?
This type of flags was called the âPhantom Attraction Flagâ. If it was set on a living person, it would attract all of the spirits, wronged ghosts, moving corpses, or evil beings within a certain area, so that they would only attack that person. Because the flag-bearing person would be turned into a living target, it was also called the âTarget Flag.â It could also be set on a house, but the house must have living humans inside of it. Then, the attack range would expand to include everyone inside the house. Because of how there would always be a sinister energy that surrounded the area in which the flag was set in, as if there was a swirling black wind, they were also called âBlack Wind Flagsâ. Arranging the flag formation in the West Courtyard and not allowing anyone to approach them must have meant that they wanted to lead the Walking Corpses here and capture them in one go.
As for why they looked familiar⌠How could they have not come across as familiar? The creator of Phantom Attraction Flags was none other than the YiLing Patriarch!
It seemed like that, although the cultivation world hated him on the surface, they still used the the inventions that he came up with.
A disciple standing on the roof saw him lingering around, and spoke, âPlease go back. This isnât where a person like you should come.â
Although he was being driven away, it was out of kindness, and the tone also differed from those of the servants in the Mo family. Wei WuXian caught him off guard and quickly hopped up, grabbing one of the flags.
The disciple was startled and jumped down to chase him, âDo not move. That is not something you should take.â
Wei WuXian yelled while running away, looking like a real lunatic with his hair disheveled and limbs flinging about, âIâm not giving it back, Iâm not giving it back! I want this thing! I want this!â
The disciple caught up to him in a few strides and grabbed his arm, âIf you are not going to give it back, I am going to hit you!â
Wei WuXian held onto the flag, unwilling to let go of it. The leader of the boys was setting up the flag formation, and lightly hopped off the roof when he heard of the ruckus, âJingYi, cut it out. Do not make a fuss about it and just take the flag.â
Lan JingYi spoke, âSiZhui, I did not actually hit him! Look at him, messing up the flag formation!â
During the tug-of-war, Wei WuXian had already checked over the Phantom Attraction Flag in his hands. The motifs were drawn correctly and the incantations were complete. There wasnât any errors, so nothing would go wrong while using them. However, the person who drew on the flag was lacking in experience, so it would only attract evil being and moving corpses from within five li*. That should be enough, though. There shouldnât be any malicious creatures in a place as small as the Mo Village.
Lan SiZhui smiled at him, âYoung Master Mo, the sky is growing dark, and we are going to start capturing the walking corpses soon. It will be dangerous at night time, so it would be best for you to return to your room.â
Wei WuXian looked him over. He was fair and refined, with a dignified appearance and smiling faintly. Wei WuXian silently approved of him. The flag formation was set in an organized way, and his mannerisms were also respectful, making him a disciple with astonishing potential. He didnât know that, at a conservative clan such as the Lan clan, who on Earth brought up such a junior.
Lan SiZhui spoke again, âThis flagâŚâ Before he finished, Wei WuXian threw the Phantom Attraction Flag onto the ground and humphed, âItâs just a flag, so whatâs the big deal? I can draw way better than this!â
He sprinted off the moment he threw the flag away. The boys who stood on the roof to watch the bustle almost fell off from the laughter, after hearing his ridiculous words. Lan JingYi also chuckled from anger and picked up the Phantom Attraction Flag, âWhat a maniac!â
Wei WuXian continued to roam around, doing nothing, and finally moved back to the small courtyard that belonged to Mo XuanYu.
He ignored the broken bolt and the mess on the ground, picked a relatively clean spot, and sat in the lotus position again.
However, before daylight came, he was pulled out of meditation by some noise from the outside.
A series of chaotic footsteps quickly approached, along with cries and screams. Wei WuXian heard a few phrases being repeated, â⌠Barge in and drag him out!â âNotify the officers!â âWhat do you mean ânotify the officersâ? Beat him to death!â
He opened his eyes to see that a few servants had already came in.
The whole courtyard was set alight with fire. Someone cried out, âDrag the insane murderer to the Main Hall and make him pay for it with his life!â