"Mianmian" When Wei Ying said this name, the young woman turned to us, drawing her sword!

"Who's there show yourself!"

"No one," Wei Ying said as she abruptly lowered herself and made a face.

Really my love, you really didn't miss any opportunity to keep quiet! Luckily the person in front of us was a friend... you didn't seem to recognize him anyway!

"Show yourself" I stood up and immediately the sword lowered!

"Han GuangJun!"

"It doesn't matter who's there, as long as it's a person and not a thing!" you said as you stepped out in turn.

"You are Wei..." She paused as she realized the name she was about to say!

I glanced at you, and as I suspected, you didn't seem to understand who was in front of you! Wei Ying, you really have a problem with your memory! All of a sudden you understood

"Mianmian you are Mianmian!" Finally you remembered! I greeted her. She sheathed her weapon and saluted us in turn. As usual, Wei Ying teased her by saying that he finally knew her real name! She then introduced us to her husband.

"What family or clan are you from, sir?" asked Wei Ying.

"My husband is not a farmer, he was a merchant. Now he helps me in night hunting.

"You are coming back from the night hunt" he continued

"Yes, we were looking for the Patriarch of Yiling" replied the little Mianmian.

Tenderly, Wei Ying crouched down and stood at the little girl's level.

You really loved children a lot my love. You would have made a wonderful father if fate had given you the chance.

"But I understand that he eats children! Are you afraid or not?"

"No I'm not scared!" Mianmian, apologized to her daughter for the words she had just spoken. But I know that you didn't blame her, my love. That child was right not to be afraid of the Patriarch of Yiling, since you loved children!

"Mrs. Luo, have you noticed any strange things lately!"

She told us that there were rumors that there were puppets around but they had not found them.

It was at this point that a frightening scream was heard. We left Mianmian and his family to hunt for the one who was making the screams! We were advancing through the reeds when a black shadow appeared in front of us. I interposed myself... but I stopped. I recognized the "monster" who was charging us: Wen Ning.

He was covered in mud with grass hanging everywhere. They had camouflaged themselves to wait for what? Or who?

Wei Ying saw blood on his hands. His ghost general explained that he was clearing the road ahead of us to secure our journey.

I had sensed Wen Ning's presence for some time. In fact, he had been following us since Jinlintai. He had even helped me take Wei Ying back to Jingshi by covering our tracks and making sure no one caught up with us.

"Wen Ning, I asked you to hide somewhere to stay out of trouble.

"But Master, I... where can I hide?"

He was right, where could a being like him hide? The black blood veins on his neck were a clear indication of what he was: a ferocious corpse! Even if he had kept his conscience, he was still a being of formidable strength and feared by all: The Ghost General, the damned soul of the Patriarch of Yiling! I looked at them together. Both of them did not deserve the reputation they had!

"Let's go ... together, let's travel together."

We set off again ... together, all 3 of us to Yiling.

Wei Ying seemed comfortable in this city? After all, he had lived there for a year. He asked me if I remembered.

Wei Ying, I remember all the places we went together! So...

"Yes."

He then told me about the meal to which he had invited me... our steps led us in front of the inn where we had lunch. A-Yuan was with you. It was on that day that I met the one who was to become my son and whom I loved dearly.

You had to leave because at the Burial Ground, Wen Ning had woken up and was spreading terror! I paid the bill! But with you, I am used to it. At that time, you were struggling to make a dignified living for those you had saved and who had put their trust in you.

"That was a long time ago" your face became serious and nostalgic.

Your gaze fell on a child's windmill. The smile that had appeared on your lips when you saw it suddenly disappeared and was replaced by sadness

"If this child were still alive, he would be about twenty years old!

Nineteen years old my love, our son is nineteen. And you know him. You have taken care of him since your return without knowing who he was. I noticed that you got along well and your protective instinct towards him.

We left Yiling and arrived at the foot of the Burial Mound. Wen Ning opened the road for us. We had to fight several groups of "puppets" on our way.

During these fights, I noticed that Wei Ying never participated. He stayed away and Wen Ning always intervened to protect his master.

Why didn't he fight? I was well aware that he was a formidable fighter. Was it because he had "forgotten" to take Siubian?

What he didn't know was that I had slipped it into my Qiankun sleeve before leaving the Jingshi.

We arrived at the darkest part of the Burial Ground. The protective walls had been knocked down. I sensed you were worried. We continued on to what had been your landmark or rather your home for the last year of your life.

There were only ruins of what you had built. The small pond, where you had grown lotuses, had long since dried up. The dry land had reclaimed its rights. I could see from your face that all the moments you had lived in this place were coming back to you. The good and the bad!

"Master Wei

You and Wen Ning exchanged a glance. You understood each other without speaking. It is in these moments that my heart tightens. You were closer to each other than we have ever been, you and I, my love. I am jealous of this special bond between you!

You bent down and took a handful of dirt in your hand, while Wen Ning approached the burned houses.

"This is how life goes, I don't care. For Wen Qing and for you too Wen Ning, this place is a symbol of the hardest moment of our lives. You let the earth slip through your fingers.

When you told Wen Ning to come, a "puppet" attacked him. He got rid of it, but others came. I planted a rope between two trees. You understood immediately and called Wen Ning back to us. As soon as he was safe near you, I threw the rope to eliminate them.

We then headed to the entrance of your old hideout. Before entering, there was something I had to do. I conjured up Siubian and handed it to you.

"To defend yourself" Always that hesitation in your eyes as they rested on your sword. But I also noticed Wen Ning's expression! He seemed to know... him! My heart tightened once again.

You drew Siubian halfway, then sheathed it again and finally dropped your arm; I understood that you had no intention of using it. You must have seen from my expression that I was questioning your behavior.

"I haven't used my sword for so long; I'm not used to it anymore.

You are not telling me the truth, why are you lying to me?

"Okay, I'll tell you the truth. In fact, this body does not contain enough spiritual energy, even the best of swords could not demonstrate its talent, because of me. That's why I need Han Guangjun to protect this weak and fragile man.

I was right, you can't use your sword anymore. But I saw Wen Ning's face when you answered me... The weakness of your spiritual energy is not the only reason, I am sure! There is something else and Wen Ning knows it! Why don't you trust me? Haven't I proved to you enough that I am on your side? Or... have you not completely forgiven me for what happened in Qishan 16 years ago, like I did with my uncle? I'll find out eventually!

You went around me, followed by Wen Ning, and you entered the cave. I joined you.

The first thing we saw were swords. They had been gathered in a bundle. There were at least twenty of them. Then we heard voices. I recognized Jingyi's voice. If he was there, SiZhui must have been too!

Another voice was heard. I didn't recognize it. He was saying that "he" wanted to turn them into puppets so that they would turn against their families like in the city without night. He was talking about Wei Ying!

"Shut up!" It was Jin Ling's voice! 

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