Lan Wangji's spiritual senses prickle, a light stirring at the back of his awareness. He is not Wei Ying; he cannot play with the energy of ghosts as if it is the sound of a dizi. Still, he is intimately familiar with the way it feels when the dead want to make themselves known.
He sits, cross-legged, and watches the moving images intently.
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Date: 2024-07-22 08:42 pm (UTC)He sits, cross-legged, and watches the moving images intently.