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Wei Wuxian asks for a volunteer. Predictably, Sizhui is the first to volunteer. Legolas follows along. 
 
That is some hella spicy congee Wei Wuxian is making. 
 
I've been working on a menu for a hypothetical Untamed themed dinner party. There would be lotus root and rib soup, of course, loquats (if I can find any), and some sort of dish made with radish. And spicy glutinous rice congee. And just to pay tribute to Zewu Jun, buns. 
 
Meanwhile, he asks the kids why they're here. They're chasing something. But they don't know what it is. Someone was hanging around outside Legolas's door, but when he goes to check, they're gone. Or are they? Maybe he let something invisible into his room. And then someone left him a dead cat outside his room. 
 
Sizhui is the only one who is paying attention to the congee while they are talking through all of this. 
 
The congee is indeed hella spicy. I still can't tell if Wei Wuxian is messing with these kids or just trying to get them to cough up all their bad qi. I suppose "both" is still an option. 
 
Someone's coming. It's a blind woman with a stick. WWX pretends it's something amazing, so Jin Ling has to take a look. He sees a creepy woman's face, and pretends it's no big deal. So Sizhui has to look and she spits up blood at him. 
 
Kid in the red robe thinks she's cute. Who is this kid? (Apparently he is Ouyang Zizhen. I think some Ouyang clan guys were lecturing Wei Wuxian right before the whole Stygian Tiger Amulet Keep Away game. Anyhow. He's got kinda weird taste in women but I guess we need a token heterosexual.)
 
Okay, she's blind, but not a monster, and clearly not having a good time. Then she runs off, and there's a blindfolded guy with a sword. He's also spitting up blood. Because he's been poisoned. 
 
They bring him in and recognize his sword. It's Xiao Xingchen! Why is Xiao Xingchen wearing black? I mean, I know in the real world people are allowed to have multiple colors in their wardrobe, but in this setting it seems like it should have significance. 
 
So they seal the door, and someone drops through the ceiling. It's a puppet Song Lan. Ew, his tongue's been cut out. Oh, gross, we've got another brain spike. Who does that to people? 
 
Lan Sizhui has a guqin too. Just like his daddy!
 
Song Lan was killed by Xiao Xingchen. And is being controlled by Xiao Xingchen. Or at least, "the one behind you." Which is carefully not the same as "Xiao Xingchen". Hmmm. 
 
The kids get sent outside, but Sizhui doesn't want to go. "Master Mo, you are so much like Hanguang Jun." Wei Wuxian doesn't like that. The puppet leaves too. 
 
Xiao Xingchen hands WWX a bag. Apparently, it is someone's spiritual cognition. Someone dead. Oh. Oh. That's not Xiao Xingchen. That's Xue Yang. That makes way more sense than it being Xiao Xingchen. And that explains why he's wearing black. 
 
Puppet fight! Wen Ning and Song Lan are going at it. 
 
"Do you often sneak up on people in the middle of a conversation?" Dude, have you met him? Xue Yang's response basically boils down to, "Dude, have you met me?"
 
Huanguang Jun to the rescue again!
 
Xue Yang has a sword called "The Looming Disaster"? I love that name so much. What is it with bad guys and double-bladed swords, though?
 
Our hereoes go to the coffin house, where freaky lady clearly wants them to open a coffin. And in the coffin is the real Xiao Xingchen. Looking very dead. 
 
"How about Empathy?""No way, too dangerous" Yes, we knew Jin Ling was not into empathy.  
 
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