After a few nightmarish days, Wei Wuxian barely managed to hold on. Whenever he was about to collapse, the Qingxin bell in his hand became his only consolation, and by constantly shaking, he could barely calm down the fluctuations in his heart. Although the reality is full of bitterness, he survived this difficult time after all.
However, a new problem arose – food. On the seventh day, despite his strong will and strong mental strength, the hunger in his body grew stronger. Wei Wuxian's injuries are still unhealed, and he has difficulty moving, and it is impossible to find food in this mass grave. However, hunger forced him to put aside his dignity and go in search of anything to eat.
When he flicked the dead mouse with a branch, he was glad that no vulture had come to share the food. He carefully peeled off the fur, disemboweled, eviscerated the entrails, and then gnawed straight on. He no longer tried to make a fire to cook, because he had accepted the fact that his spiritual power was gone in the past few days.
He didn't dare to pause in the slightest, fearing that if he hesitated, he would never be able to eat again, which would mean that he had lost hope of survival. Even if the fishy smell made his stomach tumble, he forced himself to swallow it little by little. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth and dripped onto the same black robes and land, looking unusually desolate.
The wind seemed to be mourning for him.
Over the next two or three days, Wei Wuxian found the carcasses of several small animals nearby, which became the food he relied on for survival. Although the food has allowed him to regain some strength and his wounds have healed, the pressure to survive is still enormous.
When night falls, the female ghost in red will still guard him. Wei Wuxian began to observe her closely, and found that although her clothes were shabby, their style belonged to the Qin and Han dynasties. This made him wonder, why did a woman on the battlefield appear here? Moreover, in addition to the fatal sword wound on her neck, there was a horizontal wound on her lower abdomen. Why should a disemboweled and blind woman be transformed into a ghost after her death?
However, no matter how much Wei Wuxian tried to communicate with her, the female ghost did not respond. She only occasionally whimpered and occasionally cried loudly, all words drowned out in the night of the mass grave. Wei Wuxian couldn't help but think of Lan Wangji, if he was here and played a song to ask the spirit, he might be able to unravel all the mysteries. But the reality is cruel, the mass grave is not a Xuanwu cave, and he can only face it all alone. Film and television commentary