The Chen Qing Collection of Two Worlds [Rebirth]

After the rain, Wei Wuxian digs out an ancient mirror from under the thousand-year-old locust tree in the back mountain of Yunshen.

The golden lacquer of the ancient mirror is peeling off, and the cloud patterns are mottled. It doesn't look like a modern thing. It must have been dusty for a long time.The fog in the back mountain is heavy with dew, and the mirror surface has long been rotten, covered with blue patina, but if you wipe it down vigorously, it can barely illuminate people.

Wei Wuxian played with the mirror for a while, and suddenly found two lines of petty characters engraved on the back of the ancient mirror.He read it over and over again three or four times and still didn't understand.So Wei WuXian turned around and shouted, "SiZhui, help me see what words are engraved on it."

"coming!"

Lan Sizhui held the wooden bucket in one hand, and leaned closer, "Hey, where did you get the mirror, Senior Wei?"

Wei Wuxian pointed to the deep hole under the tree, "It was dug out from under the locust tree."

Lan Sizhui was taken aback, and asked, "...why did senior dig the hole?"

He couldn't admit in front of the children that he was fond of digging out ant nests, Wei Wuxian blinked, and said nonchalantly without changing his expression: "The locust tree gathers shade, I'm afraid there will be evil here to make trouble."

Lan Sizhui was full of disbelief, "But this is where Yun Shen doesn't know."

Exactly how hard this Xie Chong was, he dared to make trouble in Gusu Lan's territory.

Seeing that the lie was exposed, Wei Wuxian remained undisturbed, and continued to talk nonsense: "Human life is a matter of heaven, and you can't be careless. It will be too late when the old locust tree gives birth to a man-eating monster!"

Lan Sizhui was skeptical, and asked: "Senior Wei... Sizhui has never heard Hanguang-jun talk about the locust tree cannibalism."

Wei WuXian said, "Perhaps it's because HanGuang-Jun is not good at learning."

Lan Sizhui said in disbelief: "Senior, senior, how could Mr. Hanguang... Impossible..." Not good at learning!

Wei Wuxian just wanted to say what's so strange about this, your family Hanguang-jun was punished for copying and even missed a word.However, before he could speak, he heard familiar footsteps coming slowly from far to near.So Wei Wuxian immediately changed his words, "Hanguang-jun has been a role model for immortals since he was a child, he has read poetry and books, has peerless talents, is wise and martial."

"When I saw him for the first time, I was astonished as a heavenly man. I couldn't help but sigh how there is such a handsome son of a family in the world!"

Then, Wei Wuxian said very firmly: "I am fascinated by him."

Lan Sizhui: "..."

Lan Wangji stood beside him, and Wei Wuxian, with a face as thick as a city wall, flattered him, "Lan Zhan, you're back."

Lan Wangji said, "Yes."

Wei Wuxian asked, "How is the eldest brother?"

Lan Wangji said, "It's okay."

A few days ago, Mr. Zewu had a problem on his way back from the Nie family in Qinghe, and he is still recuperating.

Seeing that Lan Wangji looked fine, Wei Wuxian guessed that Lan Xichen might be fine, so he felt relieved, "Brother is in seclusion, so go get busy if you have something to do, let Si Zhui, Jing Yi and the others accompany me."

Lan Wangji took Wei Wuxian's hand naturally, and said, "I'm not busy, I'll accompany you."

In the quiet room, Wei Wuxian patiently traced the writing on the back of the ancient mirror one stroke at a time, and handed it to Lan Wangji with great interest, "Lan Zhan, look, what kind of words are written here? It's even better than what I drew The symbols are still difficult to recognize."

Lan Wangji took it, studied it carefully, and said, "It's not difficult, it's an ancient Chinese character."

Wei Wuxian naturally lay down on Lan Wangji's fuselage, and said, "How do you recognize it?"

Lan Wangji said, "We read it together in the Library Pavilion."

Wei Wuxian immediately reviewed himself, and said, "I don't remember."

Lan Wangji moistened the nib of his pen, picked up the pen and wrote on the paper: "Tongtian learns from life, learns from death, enters reincarnation and starts all over again."

"This......"

Wei WuXian lifted the tissue paper from the table and asked, "Is this broken mirror a mirror to the sky?"

Lan Wangji nodded.

Wei Wuxian said: "I have heard that Tongtianjian can help people re-enter reincarnation to make up for their shortcomings. I didn't expect it to be buried in the mountain behind your house."

Lan Wangji said, "It wasn't buried by the disciples of the Lan family."

Wei Wuxian got up from Lan Zhan, "The mirror has no hostility or murderous aura, Lan Zhan, what are you going to do with it?"

Lan Wangji said, "Bury it."

Wei Wuxian fiddled with the mirror for a while, and said, "Alright, I heard that Tongtianjian is very evil, so let's bury it."

The fate of heaven has its own determinants. Although Wei Wuxian has regrets all his life, it is not so difficult that he has to rely on magic tools to make up for it.Moreover, Tongtian Jian is very strange, and if it is not used properly, it may lead to catastrophe.

Wei Wuxian carefully put the ancient mirror into the brocade box, suppressed it with a spell and sealed it, and then handed it over to Lan Sizhui to bury it back to its original place.

However, when more than a hundred years passed in a hurry and his life was about to come to an end, Wei Wuxian dragged his sick and weak body to dig out the ancient mirror completely.

He said to Gu Jing, "If only I could start over with the 15-year-old Lan Zhan."

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