Chapter 55: Flirting, then killing, then flirting
After a pause, Wei WuXian said, “But even if it is hibernating, it doesn’t have to sleep for four hundred years, right? You said this Black Tortoise of Slaughter loves to eat living people, how many did it eat?”
Lan Wangji said, “It is written in the books that every time it appeared, it would eat as few as 200 to 300 people, or as many as an entire city or village. During the several times it caused chaos, it ate at least 5,000 people alive.”
Wei WuXian said: “Oh. That’s because I ate too much.”
This monster seemed to like to carry people whole in its shell. I wonder if it likes to store them and enjoy them slowly. Perhaps it stored too much food in its shell four hundred years ago and has not digested it yet.
Lan Wangji ignored him, and Wei Wuxian continued, “Speaking of eating, have you ever practiced fasting? For people like us, we can probably survive three or four days without food or water. But if after three or four days, no one comes to save us, our physical strength, energy, and spiritual power will begin to weaken.”
If Wen Chao's gang fled and stood aside and ignored the situation, it would be fine. After waiting for three or four days, perhaps reinforcements from other families would arrive. The fear is that the Wen family will not only not help, but also add insult to injury. The so-called "other families" only include the Gusu Lan family and the Yunmeng Jiang family. If the Wen family obstructs, the "three or four days" time may be doubled.
Wei WuXian took back the branch, drew a rough map on the ground, connected a few lines, and said, "Muxi Mountain is closer to Gusu than Muxi Mountain to Yunmeng. Your family should come first. Wait patiently. Even if they don't come, at most one or two days of waiting, Jiang Cheng will be able to rush back to Lotus Pier. Jiang Cheng is smart, and the Wen family can't stop him. There's nothing to worry about."
Lan Wangji lowered his eyes, looking listless, and whispered, "You can't wait."
Wei WuXian said, “Hmm?”
Lan Wangji said, "The Cloud Recesses has been burned down."
Wei WuXian asked tentatively, “…Is everyone still here? Your uncle, your brother.”
He had thought that even if the head of the Lan family and Lan Wangji's father was seriously injured, there should still be Lan Qiren and Lan Xichen who could take charge of the situation. However, Lan Wangji said woodenly, "Father is almost gone. My brother is missing."
Wei Wuxian’s branch, which was scribbling on the ground, froze.
When they went up the mountain, the young man from the noble family said that the head of the Lan family was seriously injured. But he didn't expect that he would be seriously injured to the point of "almost gone". Maybe Lan Wangji had just received the latest news in the past two days, saying that his father was dying.
Although the head of the Lan family has been in seclusion for many years and has never heard of anything outside, a father is still a father. In addition, Lan Xichen is missing, so it is no wonder that Lan Wangji has been particularly gloomy and angry today. Wei Wuxian was embarrassed and didn't know what to say.
Unexpectedly, when he turned back in confusion, his whole body froze.
The firelight made Lan Wangji's face look like warm jade, and even illuminated the tear mark on his cheek clearly.
Wei WuXian was stunned, thinking, “This is fatal!”
Lan Wangji might only shed tears a few times in his life, but he happened to see it happen during one of those times. He couldn't stand seeing other people cry. He couldn't stand seeing women cry, and when he saw them, he wanted to coax them and tease them until they burst into tears and laughed. He couldn't stand seeing men's tears even more. He always felt that seeing a usually strong man crying was more terrifying than accidentally seeing a self-disciplined girl taking a bath, but he couldn't go up to comfort her.
Faced with the multiple blows of the house being burned down, the whole family being oppressed, the father being in danger, the brother missing, and the body being injured, any comfort would be pale and powerless.
Wei WuXian didn’t know where to put his hands and feet. He turned his head away and after a long while, he said, “Um, Lan Zhan.”
Lan Wangji said coldly: "Shut up."
Wei WuXian shut up.
The firewood exploded with a sound.
Lan Wangji said quietly, "Wei Ying, you are such a disgusting person."
Wei WuXian said: “Oh…”
He thought: "After so many things happened, Lan Zhan was so upset, but I was still hanging around in front of him. No wonder he was so angry. His leg was injured and he had no strength to hit me, so he had to bite me... I think I should leave him a quiet place."
After holding it in for a while, he said, "Actually, I don't mean to bother you... I just want to ask if you're cold. The clothes are dried. I'll give you the middle coat and keep the outer coat."
The inner garment was his underwear, and was not suitable for Lan Wangji to wear, but his outer garment was already dirty and unbearable to look at. The people of Gusu Lan Clan were very clean by nature, and giving such a garment to Lan Wangji seemed a bit offensive. Lan Wangji didn't say anything, nor did he look at him, so Wei Wuxian threw the dried white inner garment next to him, put on his outer robe, and quietly rolled out.
The two waited for three days.
There is no sun or moon in the cave, so the reason we know it's been three days is all thanks to the Lan family's outrageous schedule. They automatically fall asleep at a certain time and wake up at a certain time. Therefore, we can calculate the time by looking at how many times Lan Wangji slept.
With these three days of recuperation, Lan Wangji's leg injury did not worsen and slowly healed. Soon he began to meditate again.
Wei Wuxian hadn't been around in front of him for the past few days. When Lan Wangji calmed down, adjusted his mood, and became the calm and expressionless Lan Zhan again, he went back as if nothing had happened, shamelessly pretending that he hadn't seen or heard anything that night, and was also very tactful to stop teasing him for fun. The two of them were neither hot nor cold when they were together, but peaceful.
During this time, the two of them went to the Black Pool to spy many times. The Slaughtering Black Tortoise had taken all the corpses into its shell. The huge black shell floated on the water like an indestructible warship. The first few times, they heard heavy chewing sounds coming from inside, but the next few times, they could not hear it. Instead, they heard a sound similar to snoring after falling asleep, like thunder.
The two of them had thought about sneaking under the water while the monster was sleeping to find the escape hole, but they could only stay under the water for a stick of incense before the monster could detect their movements. They had searched for several times but still couldn't find the hole Jiang Cheng mentioned. Wei Wuxian suspected that it was blocked by some part of the monster's body, so he wanted to lead it out of the water again, but the monster seemed to be tired after the big fight and didn't move much.
They picked up the feather arrows, longbows and iron brands scattered on the shore, and took them back to count them. There were over a hundred feather arrows, more than thirty longbows, and more than a dozen iron brands.
By this time, it was already the fourth day.
Lan Wangji picked up a longbow with his left hand, carefully examining its material, and plucked the bowstring with his right hand, which produced a clanging metallic sound.
This is the bow and arrow used by the immortal family to hunt demons and monsters at night. The materials used to make the bow and arrow are all extraordinary. Lan Wangji removed all the bowstrings from the bow, connected them one by one, and formed a long string. He tightened the string with both hands, and then swung it. The bowstring flew out like lightning, and a white light flashed, and a rock three meters ahead was smashed to pieces.
Lan Wangji withdrew his hand and retracted the bowstring, which made a sharp hissing sound in the air.
Wei WuXian asked, “String Killing Technique?”
The String Killing Technique is one of the secret skills of the Gusu Lan Clan, created and passed down by Lan Yi, the granddaughter of the founding ancestor Lan An and the third-generation head of the Gusu Lan Clan. Lan Yi is also the only female head of the Gusu Lan Clan. She repairs the zither, which has seven strings that can be disassembled and put together at will. The seven strings gradually change from thick to thin. The last moment, she plays a noble tune under her snow-white and soft fingers, and the next moment, she can cut bones and flesh like mud, becoming a deadly weapon in her hands.
Lan Yi created the String Killing Technique in order to assassinate dissidents, and was therefore criticized. The Gusu Lan family themselves also had a subtle evaluation of this clan leader, but it is undeniable that the String Killing Technique is also the most lethal and suitable fighting method among the Gusu Lan family's secret skills.
Lan Wangji said: "Break it from the inside."
The tortoise shell is as solid as a fortress, and its outer skin is extremely hard, seemingly impenetrable. But the more so, the more vulnerable the body part hidden inside the shell may be. Wei Wuxian has also thought about this in the past few days and knows it clearly in his heart.
He was more aware of the current situation. After three days of recuperation, their current condition had just reached its peak. If they waited any longer, their condition would gradually decline. And after the fourth day, the rescuers still hadn't arrived.
Instead of waiting to die, it is better to fight with all your strength. If the two of them can kill this slaughtering black tortoise together, they can escape from the water cave under the black pool.
Wei WuXian said, “I agree, attack from the inside. But I’ve heard about your family’s string killing technique, and it’s not easy to use it because it’s restricted inside the tortoise shell. Plus, your leg injury hasn’t healed yet, so I’m afraid your ability to use it will be compromised, right?”
This was the truth, and Lan Wangji understood it. They all understood that being stubborn and doing things that they were not capable of doing would only hinder others and would have no other effect.
Wei WuXian said, “Just listen to me.”
A small half of the turtle shell of the Slaughtering Black Tortoise was still floating on the surface of the black pool.
Its four claws, head and tail were all retracted, with a large hole in front and five small holes on the left, right and back. It looked like an isolated island or a hill, dark and uneven, covered with moss and covered with green and black algae.
Silently, Wei Wuxian, carrying a bundle of feather arrows and iron branding, sneaked in front of the head cave of the Slaughtering Black Tortoise like a thin silver fish.
A small part of the hole was submerged in the black water, so Wei Wuxian swam in. After passing through the head hole, he flipped into the turtle shell. When Wei Wuxian landed on the "ground", it was like stepping into a thick layer of mud, which was still soaked with water. The stench was overwhelming, forcing him to curse out loud.
The stench was like a rotten, sweet smell, and reminded Wei Wuxian of a fat dead rat he had seen by a lake in Yunmeng. He pinched his nose and thought, "What a damn place... It's a good thing Lan Zhan wasn't allowed in. With his insouciance, he would have vomited immediately after smelling this. Even if he didn't vomit, he would have passed out from the fumes."
The Slaughtering Black Tortoise snored gently. Wei Wuxian held his breath and walked quietly, his feet sinking deeper and deeper. After three steps, the muddy thing was above his knees. There seemed to be some hard lumps in the mud and water. Wei Wuxian bent down slightly, groped around a few times, and suddenly touched a furry thing.
Like human hair.
Wei WuXian withdrew his hand, knowing that this was the person dragged in by the Slaughtering Black Tortoise. He touched again and found a boot, the half leg in the boot had been rotten to the point of being half flesh and half bone.
It seemed that this monster was not very clean. The leftovers that it had not finished eating, or the parts that it had not yet eaten, leaked out from between its teeth and spit out into its shell. It kept spitting out more and more, and after a hundred years, it had accumulated into a thick layer. At this moment, Wei Wuxian was standing in the mud made up of the remains of limbs and bodies.
After crawling around for the past few days, his body was already extremely dirty, but Wei Wuxian didn't care about getting even dirtier. He casually wiped his hand on his pants and continued walking forward.
The monster's snoring became louder and louder, the air waves became heavier, and the corpse mud under his feet became thicker and thicker. Finally, his hand gently touched the monster's uneven skin. He slowly continued to feel inside along the skin. Sure enough, the head and neck were scales, and further down was the hard epidermis with pits and pits. The skin became thinner and more fragile as it went down.
At this time, the corpse mud had spread to Wei Wuxian's waist. Most of the corpses here were not eaten completely, and the remaining bodies were in large pieces. It should not be called corpse mud, but a pile of corpses. Wei Wuxian reached behind his back, ready to remove the feather arrow and iron brand, but found that the iron brand was stuck by something and could not be taken out.
He grasped the long rod of the branding iron and pulled it hard until it came out. At the same time, the front end of the branding iron pulled something out of the pile of corpses, making a slight "clang" sound.
Wei WuXian froze immediately.
After a while, there was no movement around, and the monsters did not attack. He breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: "It seems that the iron brand was stuck by something just now. It sounds like it is made of iron? It's still very long. Let's see if it works. I'm short of a weapon. A top-grade immortal sword would be the best!"
He reached out his hand and touched something, which was long, blunt, and covered with rust.
The moment he grasped it, a scream rang in Wei Wuxian’s ears.
This scream was like the heart-wrenching, desperate howling of thousands of people in his ears. Instantly, a chill ran down his arm and spread throughout his body. Wei Wuxian shuddered and abruptly pulled his hand back, thinking, “What the hell, such a strong grudge!”
At this moment, the surroundings suddenly lit up, and a faint red-yellow light projected Wei Wuxian's shadow, illuminating a pitch-black iron sword in front of him. The sword was inserted diagonally into the heart of his shadow.
This is inside the shell of the Slaughtering Black Tortoise, how could there be light?
Wei WuXian turned around suddenly, and sure enough, a pair of large golden eyes were right in front of him.
He then realized that the thunder-like snoring sound had disappeared. And the red-yellow light came from the eyes of the Slaughtering Black Tortoise!
The slaughtering black tortoise bared its black and yellow fangs and roared.
Wei Wuxian was standing right in front of its fangs, and was hit head-on by the sound waves of the roar, which almost made his ears explode and his whole body ached. Seeing it coming at him, he hurriedly stuffed the bundle of iron branding into its mouth. The timing and position of this shove were just right, not an inch more or less, and it stuck to the upper and lower jaws of the monster!
While the monster couldn't close its mouth, Wei Wuxian thrust a bundle of feather arrows into its weakest skin. Although the feather arrows were thin, Wei Wuxian used five in a bundle and thrust them into the monster's flesh until the tail feathers were sunken, just like stabbing a poisonous needle. In the acute pain, the Slaughtering Black Tortoise bent the iron brand against its teeth. The seven or eight iron brands that were originally straight were suddenly bent into a hook shape by its powerful bite force. Wei Wuxian thrust a few more bundles of arrows into its soft skin. The monster had never suffered such a big loss since its birth. It was in so much pain that its snake body tumbled in its shell, its head bumping around, and the pile of corpses also turned upside down, like a mountain collapsing and sliding down. Wei Wuxian was almost submerged in the rotten body parts. The Slaughtering Black Tortoise opened his eyes wide, his yellow eyes were ferocious, and his teeth were wide open, as if he wanted to swallow the mountains and rivers in one breath. The pile of corpses slid into its mouth like a torrent. Wei Wuxian struggled desperately and went upstream. Suddenly, he grabbed an iron sword. His heart sank and the shrill cries and screams rang in his ears again.
Wei Wuxian’s body had been sucked into the mouth of the Slaughtering Black Tortoise. Seeing that the monster was about to close its mouth, he grabbed the iron sword and used the same trick again, wedging it between the upper and lower jaws of the monster.
Most of the internal organs of this hundred-year-old monster are corrosive. Once a person is swallowed by it, he will be melted into a wisp of green smoke in an instant!
Wei Wuxian held the iron sword tightly, like a thorn stuck in its mouth, unable to move up or down. The Slaughtering Black Tortoise banged its head for a while, unable to swallow the thorn that prevented it from closing its mouth, but it was unwilling to let go, and finally rushed out!
It was frightened by Wei Wuxian's prick in its shell, and it tried desperately to squeeze its body out, exposing the tender flesh that was previously hidden in the armor. Lan Wangji had already put down the line on its head hole and waited for a long time. As soon as the Slaughtering Black Tortoise rushed out, he reeled in the line, flicked the bowstring, and the bowstring vibrated, cutting into the flesh!
The monster was forced to move neither forward nor backward by the two of them. It was a deformed monster, not a true divine beast, and originally had no great mind. Under the stimulation of pain, it went completely crazy, shaking its head and tail, rushing around in the black pool, rolling and thrashing in a huge whirlpool, stirring up huge waves. But no matter how crazy it was, one of the two men was firmly stuck in its mouth, making it unable to bite or eat, while the other used a string to strangle its vital part where its skin was thin, cutting into it inch by inch. The wound became deeper and deeper, and the blood flowed more and more!
Lan Wangji held the bowstring tightly, not letting go for a moment, and persisted for three hours.
Three hours later, the Slaughtering Black Tortoise gradually stopped moving.
Lan Wangji used the bowstring to cut the monster's vitals, almost separating it from its body. He used too much force, and his palms were already covered with blood and scars. The huge turtle shell floated on the water, and the water in the black pool had been dyed purple-red, visible to the naked eye, and the bloody smell was as strong as the Purgatory Shura Pool.
With a splash, Lan Wangji jumped into the water and swam to the vicinity of the snake's head. The eyes of the Slaughtering Black Tortoise were still wide open, the pupils had already been dilated, but the fangs were still tightly clenched.
Lan Wangji said, “Wei Ying!”
No sound came out of the monster's mouth.
Lan Wangji suddenly reached out, grasped the upper and lower teeth, and pried them apart. He was swimming in the water, with nowhere to exert force, and it took him a while to pry them apart. He saw a pitch-black iron sword stuck in the mouth of the Slaughtering Black Tortoise, the hilt and the tip of the sword had penetrated deeply into its mouth, and the blade had bent into an arc.
Wei Wuxian curled up like a shrimp, lowered his head, and held the blunt blade of the iron sword tightly with both hands, about to slide into the throat of the Slaughtering Black Tortoise. Lan Wangji immediately grabbed his collar and pulled him out. The Slaughtering Black Tortoise opened his jaws, and the iron sword slid into the water and sank to the bottom of the pool.
Wei Wuxian closed his eyes tightly, lying softly on top of him, with an arm on his shoulders. Lan Wangji held his waist and floated him in the blood, saying, "Wei Ying!"
His hands were trembling slightly, and just as he was about to reach out to touch Wei Wuxian’s face, Wei Wuxian suddenly woke up with a start, and asked, “What’s wrong? What’s wrong? Is he dead? Is he dead?!”
He thrashed about, causing both of them to sink into the water. Lan Wangji hugged his waist tightly and said, "He's dead!"
Wei WuXian looked blank for a moment, as if he had difficulty reacting. After thinking for a while, he said, "Dead? Dead... OK! Dead. It was barking and rolling around just now, and it stunned me. Oh, right, a cave! A cave under the water. Let's go. Get out of the water cave."
Lan Wangji noticed his unusual reaction and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Wei WuXian perked up and said, “Nothing! Let’s get out of here quickly. There’s no time to lose.”
Indeed, there was no time to lose. Lan Wangji nodded and said, "I'll take you."
Wei WuXian said, “No need…” Lan WangJi’s right hand was still around his waist like an iron hoop, and he said without allowing any room for argument, “Breathe.”
If he went into the water in such a trance, he might get into an accident. Wei Wuxian didn't want to show off, so he nodded, not caring about the dirty blood and water. The two of them took a deep breath and dived into the water.
After a while, two splashes appeared on the purple-red water surface, and the two people came out again.
Wei WuXian spat out a mouthful of blood and wiped his face, which was covered in purple and red. He looked even more embarrassed and said, “What’s going on?! Why is there no hole?!”
Jiang Cheng did say at the time that there was a water cave under the black pool that could accommodate five or six people at the same time, and other noble family disciples did escape from that cave. Wei Wuxian thought that he couldn't find it because it was blocked by the body of the Slaughtering Black Tortoise, but now the body of the Slaughtering Black Tortoise has moved, and there is no water cave where it was originally entrenched.
Lan Wangji's hair was dripping with water, and he didn't answer. The two looked at each other and thought of a terrible possibility.
I'm afraid... the Slaughtering Black Tortoise was in great pain, and its claws were flapping wildly, causing the underwater rocks to collapse, or it kicked somewhere, which just happened to block the only escape water hole...
Wei Wuxian broke free from Lan Wangji's arms and dived into the water. Lan Wangji followed suit. After searching for a long time, they still couldn't find a cave. Not even one that could accommodate one person.
Wei WuXian asked: “What should we do?”
After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "Go up first."
Wei WuXian waved his hand and said, “…Go ahead.”
Both of them were exhausted, and swam slowly to the shore, both of them were covered in bloody purple-red when they came out of the water. Wei Wuxian took off his clothes, wrung them out and shook them vigorously, and couldn't help cursing: "Is it playing a joke on us? Originally, we thought that if no one came to rescue us, we would not have the energy to kill it, so we came to fight it. In the end, after we finally killed it, this bastard stepped on the hole and collapsed it. Damn it!"
When he heard the word "fuck", Lan Wangji's eyebrows twitched. He wanted to say something but held back.
Wei Wuxian cursed as he shook his clothes vigorously, and suddenly his feet went limp. Lan Wangji rushed forward to hold him up. Wei Wuxian held his hand and said, "It's okay. I just used up all my strength. By the way, Lan Zhan, did you see that I just grabbed a sword in its mouth? Where's the sword?"
Lan Wangji said, "It sank to the bottom of the water. Why?"
Wei WuXian said, “It sank? Forget it.”
Just when he was holding the sword tightly, he heard overwhelming screams in his ears, and his whole body was cold and dizzy. That iron sword must be an extraordinary thing. This slaughtering black tortoise monster has eaten at least 5,000 people. When it was dragged into the tortoise shell intact, many people must have been alive. This heavy sword may be the relic of a monk who was devoured. It has been hidden in the pile of corpses in the tortoise shell for at least 400 years, and it has been stained with the deep resentment and pain of countless living and dead people, and heard their screams.
Wei Wuxian wanted to put the sword away and take a good look at the iron, but since it had already sunk and he was now trapped here with no way out, he decided not to mention it for now. If he mentioned it too much, Lan Wangji would hear something and it would just lead to another argument. Wei Wuxian waved his hand and thought to himself, "Nothing good ever comes of this!"
He dragged his feet forward, Lan Wangji quietly following behind him. After only two steps, Wei Wuxian went limp again.
Lan Wangji held him up again, this time, pressing one hand on his forehead. After a moment of silence, he said, "Wei Ying, you... are so hot."
Wei WuXian placed his hand on his forehead and said, “You’re hot too.”
Lan Wangji took his hand away and said calmly, "That's because your hands are cold."
Wei WuXian said, “I feel a little dizzy.”
Four or five days ago, he threw all the broken herbs in the sachet onto Lan Wangji's legs. He just wiped the scar on his chest. He hadn't had a good rest in the past few days, and just now he had been tossed in the pool of corpses, so his condition finally worsened.
Wei Wuxian has a fever.
After forcing himself to walk for a while, Wei WuXian became increasingly dizzy and could no longer walk. He simply sat down where he was and asked in confusion, "How could I have a fever so easily? I haven't had a fever in years."
Lan Wangji didn’t want to comment on his “so easy” and said, “Lie down.”
Wei Wuxian lay down as he was told, and Lan Wangji held his hand and transferred spiritual energy to him.
After lying down for a while, Wei Wuxian sat up again. Lan Wangji said, "Lie down."
Wei WuXian pulled his hand back and said, “You don’t have to lose to me. You don’t have much left.”
Lan Wangji grabbed his hand again and repeated, "Lie down."
A few days ago, Lan Wangji was out of strength and was frightened and tormented by him. Today, it was finally Wei Wuxian's turn to be out of strength and had to let him do whatever he wanted.
But Wei WuXian was unwilling to feel lonely even when he was lying down. After a while, he shouted, "It hurts. It hurts."
Lan Wangji said, "What do you want?"
Wei WuXian said, “Lie down somewhere else.”
Lan Wangji said, “Where do you want to lie down at this time?”
Wei WuXian said, “Can I borrow your legs to lie down on?”
Lan Wangji said expressionlessly, "Stop making trouble."
Wei WuXian said, “I’m serious. I feel dizzy, and you’re not a girl, so why should you be afraid of borrowing my bed to lie down?”
Lan Wangji said, "You are not a girl, so you can't just lie down."
Seeing him frown, Wei WuXian said, “I’m not making a fuss, so don’t make a fuss. I’m not convinced, Lan Zhan, tell me why.”
Lan Wangji asked, “Why?”
Wei WuXian reluctantly turned over and lay on the ground, saying, “Everyone says they hate me but they like me in their hearts, why do you always treat me badly when it’s your turn? We are friends for life, but you don’t even want to lend me your legs to lie down, and you want to teach me a lesson. Are you in your seventies or eighties?”
Lan Wangji said calmly, "You are confused because of the fever."
Maybe he was really confused due to the fever, and Wei Wuxian fell asleep soon.
When he fell asleep, he felt that he was lying well, as if he was really resting his head on someone's legs, with a cool hand on his forehead, which was very comfortable and happy. He rolled around happily, and no one scolded him. When he rolled to the ground, he was gently touched on the head, and then picked up and continued to rest his head on someone's legs.
But after waking up, he was still lying on the ground, with a pile of leaves under his head to make it a little more comfortable. Lan Wangji sat far away from him and built a fire. The firelight made his face look like a beautiful jade, warm and elegant.
Wei WuXian thought to himself, “It must be a dream.”
The two had no way to escape on their own and were trapped in the cave. They could only wait for rescue from the Yunmeng Jiang Clan. Two more days passed. During these two days, Wei Wuxian had been running a low-grade fever, waking up and sleeping. It was only thanks to Lan Wangji's intermittent spiritual energy that he was able to barely maintain his current condition from getting worse.
Wei WuXian said, “Ah. So boring.”
Wei WuXian: “It’s really boring.”
Wei WuXian: “It’s too quiet.”
Wei WuXian: “Ah——”
Wei Wuxian: “I’m hungry. Lan Zhan, get up and get something to eat. Get some of that turtle meat.”
Wei WuXian: “Forget it, I won’t eat it. The meat of this man-eating monster must be smelly. You’d better not move.”
Wei Wuxian: "Lan Zhan, why are you like this? You're so depressed. Your mouth and eyes are closed, you don't talk to me and you don't look at me. Are you practicing Zen? Are you a monk? Yes, your ancestors were monks. I forgot."
Lan Wangji said, "Be quiet. You are still feverish. Don't talk. Save your energy."
Wei WuXian said, “You finally spoke up. How many days have we been waiting? Why hasn’t anyone come to rescue us yet?”
Lan Wangji said, “Not even a day has passed.”
Wei WuXian covered his face and said, “Why is it so hard? It must be because of being with you. If it was Jiang Cheng who stayed, it would be much better. Fighting with him would be more interesting than being with you like this. Jiang Cheng! Where the hell have you been! It’s been almost seven days!!!”
Lan Wangji poked a branch into the fire, and this poking actually brought out a burst of sword intent, sparks flew wildly and slanted. He said coldly: "Rest."
Wei WuXian curled up into a shrimp ball again, facing him, and said, “Are you mistaken? I just woke up, and you asked me to rest. Don’t you really want to see me awake?”
Taking back the branch, Lan Wangji said calmly: "You think too much."
Wei WuXian thought to himself, “He’s impervious to attack and invulnerable. He’s not as interesting as the Lan Zhan a few days ago, whose face was as black as the bottom of an old pot, whose words had a tone, and who would bite when he got angry. But such a Lan Zhan is hard to come by, and I’m afraid I won’t have the chance to see him again.”
He said, "I'm so bored. Lan Zhan, let's chat. You start."
Lan Wangji asked, "When did you rest in the past?"
Wei WuXian said, “Your introduction is so boring, so dry that I really don’t want to continue. But I’ll give you face, so I’ll continue. Let me tell you, I never go to bed until after midnight in the Lotus Pier. I often stay up all night.”
Lan Wangji said, "Improper behavior. Bad habits."
Wei WuXian asked, “Do you think everyone is the same as your family?”
Lan Wangji said, “It needs to be changed.”
Wei WuXian covered his ears and said, “I’m sick. I have a fever. Second Brother Lan, can you say something nice to comfort poor me?”
Lan Wangji kept silent, and Wei Wuxian said, "Can't speak? Okay, I know. Then if you can't speak, can you sing? Are you good at singing?"
He had only said it casually, chatting with Lan Wangji to kill time, and had not expected him to agree. Unexpectedly, after a long silence, a low and soft singing voice echoed slowly in the empty cave.
Lan Wangji actually sang.
Wei WuXian closed his eyes, turned over, spread his limbs, and said, “It sounds good.”
He asked, "What's the name of this piece of music?"
Lan Wangji seemed to say something in a low voice, and Wei Wuxian opened his eyes and asked, "What's the name?"