Lan WangJi, “Something is strange.”
Wei WuXian, “What?”
Lan WangJi, “Brother has been familiar with Jin GuangYao for many years. Jin GuangYao is not one who acts on impulse and lusts for blood. He never proceeds rashly.”
Wei WuXian, “Yep, that’s also my impression of him. It isn’t that Jin GuangYao still has a heart, but he tries to offend as few people as possible.”
Lan WangJi, “The incident at Burial Mound was rushed and exaggerated. It did not seem like his manner of doing things.”
Wei WuXian thought for a bit before speaking, “The battle at Burial Mound, if it succeeded, it’d be a success; if it was exposed, it’d be forcing the entire cultivation world to oppose him. The risk was high indeed.”
Lan WangJi, “Further investigations are perhaps necessary.”
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Chapter 92: Longing (Part Three)
Translated by K of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
Wei WuXian sighed within his heart, Never mind about these further investigations and whatnot… I’m more worried about if being cut-sleeve is contagious through sacrificing one’s body!
As he thought, the fatigue of the past few days began to rise. Wei WuXian rubbed his temples. Lan WangJi, “You should rest.”
Wei WuXian, “Okay.” As he spoke, he sat onto the bed, kicked off his boots, and lay down, “HanGuang-Jun, you should also…” At this point, he discovered quite an awkward problem.
There was only one bed inside the room. If Lan WangJi was going to rest as well, he had to sleep on the same bed as him. Despite the number of times they’d slept on the same bed in the past couple of days, a lot of things had become delicate after Jiang Cheng’s words at the ancestral hall of Lotus Pier. Now, much less tell Lan WangJi to sleep on the same bed as him, he mulled things over for so long even when deciding how many rooms to take.
Lan WangJi, “There is no need.”
Wei WuXian somewhat propped up his body, “How could you do that? You’ve also been…” Just as he finished, he started to regret it. What if after he said so, Lan WangJi thought that with so much hassle, it was best if they had two rooms? Wouldn’t it be more awkward?
Lan WangJi, “I am fine. You can rest.”
Wei WuXian touched his chin, “… Oh. Then I’ll lie down for a bit. Wake me up at three.”
Seeing how Lan WangJi had already shut his eyes and begun to meditate, still seated at the table, Wei WuXian finally lay down again.
He lay on his arm and stared at the ceiling for some time, turning around for his back to face Lan WangJi. Even after a while, he was still wide-eyed, unable to fall asleep. He couldn’t help but become irritated.
Back when he was playing the madman, he said something like he could only sleep when he was beside Lan WangJi. Of course, all of that was nonsense. But ever since however long ago, the nonsense seemed to have become a reality. Wei WuXian thought, What should I do now? Don’t tell me from now on I really won’t be able to sleep in a bed that doesn’t have Lan Zhan in it?
After a long struggle, Wei WuXian finally managed to clamp his eyes shut.
Having slept hazily for who knew how long, when Wei WuXian woke up, the light had already disappeared from the window. It was probably past five already.
Wei WuXian sat up at once. A noise came from behind him. Turning around, he saw that Lan WangJi had just closed a book. Wei WuXian, “Lan Zhan, why didn’t you wake me up? Didn’t I say I’d get up at three?”
Lan WangJi, “Let both your mind and your body recover fully. Do not rush.”
Wei WuXian had been sleeping for almost half the day. Within the day, Lan WangJi had probably only gone downstairs and brought a book up here to read. He felt a bit sorry, so he hopped off the bed, “My apologies. I really slept too heavily. You should also lie down for a while.”
Lan WangJi, “There is no need.”
At this point, somebody knocked on the door. The owner’s voice came from outside, “Young Masters, I’ve brought dinner.”
Wei WuXian finally realized that it was seven already. Lan WangJi opened the door. Atop the tray that the owner brought up were a small pot of liquor and two dainty cups. She said as soon as she came in, “Huh, looks like you slept all the way ‘til now?”
Wei WuXian felt even more guilty, laughing drily. The owner put the tray on the table, “Young Masters, where are you from? If you’re visiting from elsewhere then it really is tiring. You can only keep on going after some proper rest, am I right?”
Wei WuXian replied without much thought, “We’re from Gusu.”
The owner, “Really! No wonder. I was thinking you two good-looking figures must’ve come from a watery and spiritual place like the Jiangnan* region, Young Masters.”
* Jiangnan (and places with lots of rivers and lakes in general) is known for good-looking people.
Lan WangJi seemed as if he heard nothing. Wei WuXian laughed, “I can’t compare to him. He’s much more handsome than I am.”
The owner had quite a good mouth. She grinned, “He’s handsome, you’re cute. It’s different, but both are pretty! Oh, right.” It was as though she recalled something, “If you’re here to visit, you can come check out the Guanyin Temple in our city.”
Wei WuXian was just about to ask her about the Temple when she coincidentally brought it up, “We went to the Temple in the day. You really don’t see many Guanyin temples in cities.”
The owner, “Yeah, I was surprised the first time I saw it too.”
Wei WuXian, “Ma’am, when did you come to Yunping City?”
The owner, “It’s been eight years or so.”
Wei WuXian, “The Temple’s been here since then? Have you ever heard why they built a temple in the city?”
The owner, “That I’m not so sure about. Anyways, the temple’s quite popular. In Yunping City, no matter what someone runs into, we’d all go there and pray for the Guanyin’s protection. I sometimes go there and light a few sticks of incense too.”
Wei WuXian asked, “Then why don’t you go find the cultivational sect that’s in charge of this region?”
He only remembered after he asked. Wasn’t the cultivational sect in charge of this region precisely the YunmengJiang Sect?
Yet, the owner curled her lips, “Go find them? How dare we?”
Wei WuXian, “Oh? Why not?”
The owner, “Young Masters, you’re not from Yunping City so you don’t know. The Jiang Sect is responsible for all of us along the Yunmeng area. The Sect Leader’s got quite a bad temper. It’s almost frightening. His subordinate’s said so a long time ago. Only one sect is in charge of such a large area. Each day, there are almost a hundred cases of small ghosts or other creatures pulling pranks on the living and all that. If every single small thing had to be dealt with immediately, would there be enough time and energy? Those that don’t kill anyone aren’t malign spirits, and we’re not supposed to disturb them with trivial matters that aren’t malign spirits.” She complained, “What is this supposed to mean? Wouldn’t it be too late if we waited until somebody’s died to find them?!”