BROKEN

WHO IS HE?

Last night after meeting Wangji, I came back to Hanshi and packed my basic necessities.

I woke up at five as usual did my morning chores, got ready, I wore the simplest pair of robes that I had, then I went to greet my brother and bid him farewell, and left to meet the infamous Baoshan Sanren in the hopes to find some answers.

Wei Wuxian, I'm sorry I should have trusted you. 

I should have payed more attention to you and the Wens when I went to visit you in the Burial Mounds. 

 I should have noticed something when the Wens came to the Koi Tower to sacrifice for you. 

I always took pride in reading people like an open book, but I couldn't see your sadness, your pain, your responsibility towards the Jiangs, towards the Wens. I failed to look behind your smile. I failed to look at your eyes, eyes which betrayed your smile, eyes which were filled with pain but not regret.

I had always known that you stood for justice, I should have tried to analyze as to what went wrong, as to why you chose this path, why you became a Demonic Cultivator, but I didn't. 

Even after visiting you at the burial and seeing old and young Wens, seeing them farming I should have trusted you. 

I should have tried to convince the other sect leaders, I shouldn't have fallen for Jin Gunangyao's words, when he told me that you had created an illusion to make others think that the Wens are medics and farmers. I shouldn't have listened to uncle, no Lan Qiren, when he said that you were a Demonic Cultivator and were building an army. 

I should have been more empathetic towards you, I should have tried to understand your choices, especially when you told me, "Xichen Ge, Lan Zhan is lucky to have you as a brother, I would do anything to have a brother like you in my life. A brother who would be with me , no matter what, a brother who would love me and try to know me and understand me and my choices."

I partially ignored you in the past, thinking that you didn't like Jiang Wanyin for he expelled you from his sect. I thought you probably wanted Jiang Wanyin and the entire sect to support your Demonic Cultivation. I should have noticed that all you wanted to do was talk to someone, someone who would listen to you and not accuse you, tell someone the reason behind your choices. Probably, had I been more open and accepting towards you would have told me everything, every reason , every responsibility behind your choices. Had I just not been hypocritical and listened to you, then probably you would be with us today and you and I would have really become sworn brothers, and Wangji wouldn't have been in so much pain. 

Everything happened because of me, I'm sorry A-Xian.

After a couple of hours, I reached near the village where Baoshan Sanren and her grandson were staying for the time being. When I went near the house where she was residing, I noticed that the house was not huge, it looked as if it could easily accommodate 5 to 6 people but since only 2 resided in it, so the house was spacious enough. The house had a massive garden, I heard it's generally filled with people and rogue cultivators who come from far off places to listen to Baoshan Sanren's grandson's music to calm their minds and rid themselves of any Demonic curse and energy that they would have caught during their Night hunts. There were rumours that this grandson of Baoshan Sanren had a very powerful golden core and that he was an excellent sword fighter and a teacher, he would teach some moves to the rogue cultivators to protect themselves, but that was a rare case, cause even though he had a powerful golden care, he was injured.

I directly went inside Baoshan Sanren's house as the doors were always open to everyone. Upon entering the house, I saw a woman in her mid-30s sitting in the hall and treating some rogue cultivators. I bowed down to that woman and asked her if she could direct me to Baoshan Sanren.