"Ice cube face... Nian'er"
Wei Wuxian woke up in the broken temple, the sky was already bright
He's not dead?
Wei Wuxian struggled to sit up. The white jade flute that his master's mother-in-law left him exuded a faint white light in his hand. In this dilapidated house that didn't even have a roof, it actually released bursts of warmth. Could it be that it saved himself?
His stomach made a "grunt" sound, and he remembered that he didn't seem to have eaten anything since yesterday
He felt all over his body, except for the white jade flute, there was only this jade pendant hanging on his waist, and the ice cube face said that it was given to him by his uncle... Thinking of that person, Wei Wuxian's eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, he shook his head, wiped his face a few times, and walked out of the broken temple
The snow outside the door had already accumulated very thick, and there was a vast expanse of white everywhere. Looking at this situation, it should have snowed all night last night. He looked back at the broken temple, which was also very thick like the outside. Wei Wuxian couldn't help but secretly rejoice that without this flute, he should have been buried in this broken temple long ago, and no one would even find the corpse...
...
"Heh~ I've been with me for almost two years, and I haven't given you a name, but today I'm going to sell you for money, I know you have spirituality, don't hate me, okay? When I make enough money, I will definitely redeem you, you wait for me"
Wei Wuxian stood outside the magic tool shop and said to himself to the white jade flute. The flute seemed to understand and emitted a faint white light
"Young Master, you... you're not teasing the old man, are you?"
When the shopkeeper saw the flute in Wei Wuxian's hand, his eyes were about to fall out. This was a thousand-year-old spiritual jade. Even ten shops like him could not replace this flute. The young man in white in front of him was not teasing himself, right?
"Why am I teasing you, tell me how much silver I give you"
He doesn't want to sell stolen goods, but he doesn't look like it, does he?
"The shop can only come up with 10,000 taels of silver. If you believe me, I will go and collect it..."
"Okay, just ten thousand taels, give me the silver, remember, don't sell it, I will redeem it later"
He didn't know how much was 10,000 taels, and he didn't spend any money. The only time he woke up and went down the mountain was when the little uncle paid with him, and then he had an ice cube face. He didn't even know what silver looked like?
The boss was stunned. He clearly wanted to say that he would go get it again? The big pie that fell from the sky made him dizzy, so much so that Wei Wuxian told him not to sell flutes, but he didn't listen...
"Ten thousand taels is that much?"
"Huh?"
The shopkeeper dug out his ears, isn't this little prince stupid?
Looking at the box full of silver in front of Wei Wuxian, he had a headache, but he was a cultivator of immortals, and this thing was not difficult for him. With a wave of his hand, the box disappeared in front of the shopkeeper with the silver
"Thank you."
Wei Wuxian strode out of the magic tool shop
Right now, he has to fill his stomach first. He found a restaurant, ordered a table of dishes randomly, and feasted on it. When he checked out, no matter how much the shopkeeper said, he took a silver ingot on the counter and walked out of the restaurant
"Ice cube face, this is the last time I miss you, and Nian'er, your real father is back, he will definitely hurt you very much in the future, after all - you were exchanged for his life..."
Wei Wuxian walked into the ready-to-wear shop and bought a few black clothes. From then on, there was no such person as Envy in this world. From then on, his name was Wang Xian, an orphan who had no parents, no past, and no idea where the future was...
When the entire immortal cultivation world was looking for the white-clothed boy sent by the Immortal Governor, Wei Wuxian changed into black clothes, put on a mask, and changed his name and surname from then on...
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Lingwu Peak
"What did you say? Xian Xian is gone? Lan Wangji... I killed you, I killed you..."
Lan Wangji walked out of Lingwu Peak in dismay, and what Xiao Xingchen said kept appearing in his mind
"With his temperament, do you think he'll come back?"
"Envy... where are you?"
