The noise sounded a lot like slamming on doors, but it wasn't. The bangs were carried out with force and at a fast pace, without a moment of rest. They sounded somewhat muffled, as if there was something separating them from the outside world.

"What the f*ck?!" cursed Jingyi while hiding himself behind his friends.

"What did I say about cursing?" asked Jiang Cheng.

Jingyi gulped nervously remembering his words. If it is the future Jiang Cheng then maybe he will let it go but the past him, we aren't sure.

"Wanyin, let him be for now. He seemed to be scared." said Lan Xichen.

Their faces immediately changed.

The fifty-or-so people of the YueyangChang Sect were currently lying in their coffins, slamming on their coffin lids from the inside. It was at night they were frightened to death-they madly slammed on the doors, but there wasn't anyone to let them out.

This was the slamming on coffins in the Chang Clan's cemetery that the liquor shop's waiter talked about!

"G-ghost." Jingyi stuttered.

"There is none." said Jin Ling angrily as Jingyi was tugging his robes forcefully.

However, the waiter said that the haunting was ten years ago and stopped long before now. Why would the slamming happen to start again when they came?

"So what is it?" asked Nie Huaisang who is hiding his face behind his fan.

"No idea." said the juniors.

Without passing any words between them, Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi both softened their breathing, stealthily moving without making a sound.

Propping themselves against the pillars of the pailou, they both saw that, in the center of the cemetery, there was a hole amid the tombstones.

It was a deep, recently-created hole with piles of dirt surrounding it. Faint noises came from within the hole.

Someone was digging out a grave.

"Who would do such immoral thing?" asked a random cultivator.

"Why would they do that?" asked another random cultivator.

"Watch." said Zizhen.

The two of them held their breaths, attentively waiting for the person in the hole to come out on their own.

Before an hour passed, two people hopped up from inside the opened grave.

"AAAHHHHH!" shouted the cultivators making Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng laughed at their reactions.

"Really? It's not even scary." said Wei Wuxian.

"How can it be not? What if it's something that can kill you?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"You're a cultivator. You know how to fight. Yet, you guys are scared of such thing." said Jiang Cheng.

Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi could tell that these were two people only because they had good vision. These two appeared as if they were conjoined twins. One carrying the other on their back, they were tightly connected together. With both of them wearing entirely black clothes, it was extremely hard to tell the two apart.

The person that hopped up had long legs and long arms, standing with his back toward them. The one that he carried seemed lifeless, their head and limbs hanging down. This was only natural. Since the person was dug out from a grave, then it must have been dead. Lifeless was what should've been expected of it.

"Why would they disturb someone who is resting?" asked MianMian.

"Because they want something from it." answered Su She.

"Like what? Their peace?" asked MianMian.

As he thought, the gravedigger suddenly spun around and saw them.

There was a mass of thick, black mist over the man's face, making it so that nobody could see how their face and features looked!

"Who could it be?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"Someone who I don't like since the starting." answered Jingyi making everyone confused as he hates a lot of people ever since they have arrived.

Wei WuXian knew that he must have casted some sort of strange spell to block his face. Lan WangJi had already unsheathed Bichen, darted into the cemetery, and started the fight. The gravedigger's reaction was extremely quick. Seeing the attack of Bichen's blue sword glare, he made a hand seal and also summoned a sword glare. The sword glare was the same as his face, surrounded by dense mist, and made it so that it was impossible to see what its color and style was. With a corpse on his back, the gravedigger fought in a strange way. The two sword glares clashed a few times. Lan WangJi summoned Bichen back and held it in his hand, a layer of frost climbing over his face.

Wei WuXian knew why his face suddenly turned cold. It was because, during the fight, even an outsider like him could tell that the gravedigger was extremely familiar with Lan WangJi's sword moves!

"Someone from the Lan Sect?" asked Jin Zixun.

"A Lan will never do such thing." said a Lan elder.

"So how would he be familiar with Lan-er-gongzi's sword moves if he isn't a Lan?" asked Wen Xu.

The Lans were silent.

Lan WangJi said nothing. Bichen's attacks were deeper and deeper, attacking with tremendous force. The gravedigger fell back a few times. As if he knew that, with a dead person on his back, he wouldn't be able to win against Lan WangJi and, if they continued to fight, he'd be captured alive, he suddenly fished out a dark-blue talisman from his waist.

A Transportation Talisman!

"He's going to escape!" exclaimed Jiang Cheng.

"Yes, we can see that." said Su She making Jiang Cheng glare at him.

"Stop him. You must stop him." Jiang Cheng said after he glared at the man.

"Why?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"To find out what he is doing in that place." answered Jiang Cheng.

This type of talisman could instantly transport someone to hundreds of miles away, but it also expended a great amount of spiritual energy. It would take a long time for the user to regain their energy. Those with spiritual energy that wasn't powerful enough wouldn't be able to use them. Thus, although they were of very high quality, it was rare for anybody to use them. Seeing that he was about to escape, Wei WuXian hurriedly clapped twice, got down on one knee, and slammed his fist on the ground.

The strength of his punch passed through layers of dirt, reached the depths of the soil, and penetrated the thick coffin lids, provoking the corpses trapped inside. With crackling noises, four bloodied arms shot up from the ground, grabbing both of the gravedigger's legs!

"Immoral." said Sect Leader Yao.

"You're more immoral, dumb old man." muttered Jingyi.

"You!" exclaimed Sect Leader Yao.

"He what? What he said is true. You don't even know how to run a sect properly that you always bring up on the conference that you are in need of help even if it just a small situation. A sect leader must rely on yourself first and if you really can't then ask help. You on the other, was always asking for help without trying to solve the situation first." said Zizhen making his father glare at him for disrespecting a fellow sect leader but agreed on the inside of his heart that his son is right.

The gravedigger seemed as if he didn't care at all. He poured his spiritual energy toward the bottom of his legs, blasting the four corpse hands away. Wei WuXian pulled out his bamboo flute. A shrill, piercing melody ripped open the curtain of darkness that had fallen. Two human heads emerged from the ground along with their bodies, climbing upward from the gravedigger's legs and winding around his body as if they were snakes. Opening their mouths, they prepared to bite down at his neck and arms.

The gravedigger snorted with disdain, as if he was saying "what a petty trick", and sent spiritual energy throughout his body. Yet, this time, only after he released his energy did he realize that he had been fooled.

He sent the corpse that he carried on his back flying off as well!

"If they find out who's that corpse is then maybe they will find another clue about the left hand." said Qingheng-jun.

"What does the corpse got to do with that dismembered hand?" asked Jin Zixun.

"That's one of the reason why they are there." answered Wei Wuxian.

"Who could that grave digger be?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"We will find out." said Jiang Cheng.

Wei WuXian laughed uncontrollably as he smacked the tombstone, while Lan WangJi caught the flaccid corpse with one hand and attacked with Bichen using the other. Seeing that what he had just dug out had been snatched away, that he couldn't even win solo against Lan WangJi, let alone the mischief of another person, he didn't dare to stay any longer. He hurling the Transportation Talisman on the ground. After a loud noise, blue flames surged up toward his sky. His figure disappeared into the fire.

Wei WuXian knew that the gravedigger had a Transportation Talisman on him, which meant that, even if they caught him, he could find an opportunity to escape. The corpse that he dug out was already a clue, so he didn't have any regrets. He walked over to Lan WangJi, "Let's see who he dug out."

"That's bad, you guys didn't got him. If you could then maybe it will be easier." said Jiang Cheng.

"At least we got the corpse in which can give us more clue." said Wei Wuxian.

"Or another mystery." said Jiang Cheng.

As he glanced at it, he was somewhat surprised. The head of the corpse had already been split open. From within the cut, there wasn't any blood or brains leaking out, but wads of blackened cotton.

Wei WuXian easily jerked the corpse's head off. With the delicatelycrafted dummy head, he sope, "What is this supposed to mean? There's a fake corpse made of cotton and rags buried in the Chang Clan's cemetery?"

"Are they out of their mind that they even bury a fake corpse?" asked Wen Chao.

"Why? Want us to bury you?" asked Jin Ling and Jingyi making Zizhen snickers while Sizhui shook his head.

Having had weighed the corpse in his hands when he took it, Lan WangJi knew what was wrong, "Not all of it is fake."

Wei WuXian felt the corpse from head to toe and discovered that, aside from its drooping limbs, only its chest and abdomen felt firm and real. After he tore off the clothes, as he expected, he found that only the torso was real. All of the other body parts were fake.

The head and limbs made from cotton were to "deceive" the torso, so that it still thought it was attached to its owner's body. Seeing from the skin tone and the part where the left shoulder cut off, this must be the torso of the dear friend. The gravedigger was here for this.

"Another part is found, then only the right hand and the head is left to find for us to find out who is this 'dear friend' of his." said MianMian.

"The mystery is getting closer to be solved." said Nie Huaisang.

Wei WuXian straightened up, "It looks like that the person who hid the corpse already noticed that we're investigating the issue and came to transfer the torso somewhere else in case we find it. To come early isn't as good as to come in time. We just happened to bump into him, haha. But," with a change of tone, he continued, "Why was the mist-faced gravedigger so familiar with your sect's sword style?"

It was obvious that Lan WangJi was also thinking about this matter, the coldness on his face yet to fade. Wei WuXian spoke again, "His cultivation is quite high, enough to support the energy used for one Transportation Talisman. He casted spells on both his face and sword. It's understandable that he casted a spell on his face-after all, he wouldn't have wanted to be seen. But most lesser-known cultivators wouldn't have needed to cast a spell on their sword to cover it, unless, of course, it was either somewhat or very famous in the cultivation world. He'd then have had to cover it, because if everyone could recognize his sword glare, his identity would be revealed as soon as his sword was revealed."

"The is question is, who is this grave digger and is he the one who killed that 'dear friend' or is he working for someone?" asked Wei Wuxian.

"If he is the one who killed it then how strong is his resentment towards the man that he will to a decision to dismember it?" asked Jin Zixuan.

"There's only one way to find out. Watch until the screen show it." said Nie Huaisang.

Wei WuXian asked suggestively, "HanGuang-Jun, from your fight before, do you think that he's someone you know really well?"

It'd be inconvenient for him to be more specific, such as Lan XiChen or Lan QiRen.

Lan WangJi answered assuredly, "No."

"Why would you think it was me?" asked Lan Qiren in disbelief.

"Umm I don't know." answered Wei Wuxian.

"They will never do such thing." said Lan Wangji.

"I know, Lan Zhan don't be mad at myself." said Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji nodded.

"Out of all the people you can doubt to do that, you choose the two of them. You're unbelievable." said Jiang Cheng making Wei Wuxian pout.

Wei WuXian was quite confident in Lan WangJi's answer. To him, Lan WangJi wasn't the kind of person who'd hide or run away from the truth. If he denied it, that meant it must have been wrong. He didn't like to lie, either. In Wei WuXian's opinion, if someone asked Lan WangJi to lie, he'd rather silence himself and not talk at all. Thus, Wei WuXian immediately excluded the possibility of the gravedigger being these two.

Lan WangJi put the torso into another double-layered Qiankun Pouch and put it away properly. The two walked around for a while and wandered back to the street of the liquor shop.

"So you're not going to investigate it?" asked a younger disciple.

"At least, let us rest for a while. It's already night time." said Wei Wuxian referring to the scene.

The young waiter was true to his words. Most of the other liquor shops on this street had closed already, but their banner was still up and their lights were still on. The waiter was outside, eating from a large bowl. Seeing them, he beamed, "You're back! We kept our word, didn't we? Did you two see anything?"

Wei WuXian laughed as he answered. With Lan WangJi, he walked back to the table they sat during the day.

"What a promising man, he really stayed just for them." said MianMian.

"I kinda like this man now." said a female cultivator.

"Why is it hard to find this kind of man nowadays." said another female cultivator.

"There are lot of them, you just don't know where to look." said Nie Huaisang with a laugh.

With liquor jars crowding on the table and by his feet, he spoke, "Right, what were we talking about? Suddenly interrupted by the gravedigger, I still don't know how Chang Ping died."

Lan WangJi continued the explanation with simple, direct words.

Xue Yang, Xiao XingChen, and Song Lan left one by one. Some disappearing, some passing away. Quite a few years after the incident passed, one day, Chang Ping and the remainder of his clan's members died overnight due to lingchi. Moreover, Chang Ping's eyes were dug out.

"I can say that Xue Yang did it." said Wei Wuxian.

"Who else other than him will do such things?" asked Jiang Cheng.

"What kind of punishment are we going to give to him after this?" he asked in a whisper.

"I haven't decided yet." answered Wei Wuxian.

This time, nobody could find out who the murderer was. After all, everyone apart of it had vanished. However, there was one thing that could be determined.

From the wounds, it could be verified that the sword that was used to lingchi them had been Xiao XingChen's sword, Shuanghua.

"What?" asked Xiao Xingchen in disbelief.

"It's not you." said the juniors seeing the disbelief reaction of the man.

"Of course it's not him. Xingchen can never do such thing." said Song Lan.

The bowl of liquor that Wei WuXian was holding stopped in front of his mouth. He was shocked by this turn of events, "He was lingchi-ed by Xiao XingChen's sword? Then was he the one who did it?"

Lan WangJi, "Xiao XingChen had disappeared. There were no conclusive evidence."

Wei WuXian, "If he couldn't be found alive, then has anyone tried soulsummoning?"

Lan WangJi, "Yes. Nothing was found."

"Did I die?" asked Xiao Xingchen and the juniors looked down.

"I guess I died, then." he said seeing their reaction.

"We will make sure that in this lifetime you won't die." said the juniors.

Nothing was found. He either didn't die, or his soul had dissolved. As a someone who specialized in the area, Wei WuXian had to comment on the matter, "Things like soul-summoning, you can't rely on them too much. Time, place, and person all play a part in it, so of course it'd sometimes go wrong. I'm guessing that a lot of people think that it was Xiao XingChen's revenge? HanGuang-Jun, what about you? What do you think?"

Lan WangJi slowly shook his head, "One should not comment without understanding the whole picture."

"It was expected for Lan Wangji to say that." said Jiang Cheng.

"Yeah, I agree, Lan Zhan never change especially in his principles." said Wei Wuxian.

Wei WuXian admired his attitude and principles a lot. Grinning as he drank another gulp of liquor, he heard Lan WangJi speak again, "What about you?"

Wei WuXian, "Lingchi is a type of torture. Its meaning involves "punishment", anyways. Digging out the eyes also makes it quite hard not to associate it with Xiao XingChen, who also dug out his eyes. Thus, there's nothing wrong with these people guessing that it was Xiao XingChen's revenge. However," he thought about how to phrase it, "I think that, in the beginning, Xiao XingChen never asked for Chang Ping's gratitude when he first stepped in. I..."

"Look at how Wangji wants to continue the conversation." said Lan Xchen.

"He just want to hear a-niang's voice." said Sixhui making Wei Wuxian blush.

Before he finished thinking of what should follow the "I", the waiter eagerly brought over two dishes of peanuts. Having been interrupted, Wei WuXian didn't need to continue anymore. He looked up at Lan WangJi and smiled, "HanGuang-Jun, why are you looking at me like this? I'm not saying anything. Just like you, I don't understand the whole picture, so I'm not going to comment either. You're right. Before knowing all of the turns and twists, causes and effects, nobody should presume anything about anything. I only ordered five jars, but you bought five more jars for me, so I'm afraid I won't be able to finish all of them by myself. How about if you drink with me? This isn't the Cloud Recesses, so it doesn't violate anything, right?"

He had already prepared himself to be bluntly rejected, but who knew that Lan WangJi replied, "I will drink."

"Wangji!" exclaimed Lan Qiren.

"Oh it's gonna be fun." said Wei Wuxian while sitting beside Lan Wangji again.

"I wonder how a Lan get drunk and how high their alcohol tolerance is." said Jiang Cheng.

"I have mixed feelings about what is going to happen next." said Nie Huaisang.