Wei Wuxian blinked at the split in the soil, finding it both quaint and absurd at the same time. Not that he could do better, not without wasting qi to make the impact, and he sighed, staring at the ground.

"I only found a spade," he said, a confession that presages his pulling the instrument out of a lower pouch festooned into his half-skirt at his hip. "If you can even loosen the soil, I can manage the digging. If you'd keep an eye out for anything moving; animals and bodied dead alike."