Wu Ya Zen and Alchemist Bai Lu were both amused by Zhou Xuan’s yin-yang strange Qi,
only Fish Monk remained injured.
"That’s my... that’s my Green and Red Fish... Zhou Xuan... that’s my Green and Red Fish."
"By tomorrow, it’ll be nad Zhou."
Zhou Xuan was full of smiles...
...
In the Mahayana Temple, the God Traveling Departnt of Yellow Field Prefecture—primarily composed of "Bitter Ghosts"—slaughtered all the man-eating mountain spirits and wild ghosts in the tower,
blood mist filled everywhere,
looking up from the mountain’s base, it seed like a layer of blood-colored fog had encircled the mountainside.
It seed the heavens were in tune with worldly affairs, as it coincidentally began to rain.
The rain started with just a few bean-sized drops, then poured like soone was splashing with a ladle, finally evolving into a torrential downpour.
Under the deluge, many green leaves from the trees were knocked down.
At this ti, Zhou Xuan and others had already gone to Huangyuan Water Village and were brewing plum wine in the guest hall.
Lu Xingzhou heard the sound of rain dancing on the blue tiles, then carried his wine cup to the eaves,
looking up at the rain, he joyfully said, "This rain is splendid, flushing away the sins built up over thousands of years in Yellow Field Prefecture."
"Mr. Lu, Fish Monk indeed embodies the sins of Yellow Field Prefecture, but he’s not its gravest sin."
Lu Xingzhou turned his face, looking at Zhou Xuan, and said, "Master, what do you an by this?"
Zhou Xuan said, "When I had Fish Monk wrapped around my finger, he told —the business of Human Refining Pills is primarily conducted by the Fire Sect. They have set up alchemical fire pits in the nine prefectures of Jing Country,
so pits are large, so are small."
"Do you an our Yellow Field Prefecture also has a Fire Sect fire pit?"
"Of course, and it’s a very large one," Zhou Xuan said.
"..." Lu Xingzhou.
Lu Xingzhou later said, "Does the Master know where this fire pit is located?"
"I don’t know, and Fish Monk doesn’t know either," Zhou Xuan said, "To find the fire pits, Mr. Lu, you’ll have to rely on yourself."
"Indeed, indeed."
Lu Xingzhou said, "The Master has already achieved the first rit for our Yellow Field Prefecture. Moving forward, we need to take advantage of this montum to rectify Yellow Field’s ethos. When I was drinking, I heard the Master chatting, and you seem to have insight into the prefecture city’s affairs as well."
"It’s not my insight, just borrowed wisdom from others."
Zhou Xuan said this.
Lu Xingzhou regarded Zhou Xuan as humble and said again, "If I am to reform Yellow Field’s ethos, the first step would be to abolish human trafficking. What does the Master think?"
"What is the human at used for?"
Zhou Xuan asked.
"Most are bought by Tangkou, and many corpse keepers in Yellow Field Prefecture, then they will also be made into magic artifacts..."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Xuan added, "Then you must start at the source, from those ghostly tangkou. Without sales, where will trade co from?"
"But starting at the source involves too many affairs and tangkou," Lu Xingzhou frowned bitterly.
Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "Mr. Lu, let give you a word, and this isn’t borrowed wisdom, it’s true great wisdom."
"Please, Master."
"To correct one must be excessive; strong dicine cures old ailnts. Without the bold ambition to smash the old set-up, so-called reform is like a rain-soaked surface, the sinful Yellow Field Prefecture, won’t heal."
After Zhou Xuan finished speaking, he went to drink with Yun Ziliang, while Lu Xingzhou stood alone in the rain, pondering the words "excessive correction, strong dicine heals ailnts;" the more he pondered, the more he felt a grand courage hidden in the words.
"The Master is truly a divine person, both miraculous and profound."
As he thought about this, many affairs of future governance for Yellow Field Prefecture erged in his mind one by one, filled with inspiration.
In Lu Xingzhou’s thoughts, like a piece of red-hot iron, he could not hold back, put down his cup, picked up the wine tank, and said, "Master, just for your pri governance strategy, I must toast three full cups."
Zhou Xuan looked at the wine tank and laughed aloud, "Mr. Lu, this isn’t just three full cups, this is three full wine tanks."
Everyone laughed...
...
On that day, Zhou Xuan slept in the Water Village, and Lu Xingzhou had already been utterly impressed, respecting this master of Mingjiang Prefecture greatly, naturally tending towards luxury in his care.
The life in the Water Village was hard, very humid, Bitter Ghost disciples, sustaining themselves on the water, during business they often slept on boats, as they were used to hardships, they had little demands for life.
Throughout the Water Village, there were very few soft beds, not due to lack of money, but a reluctance to enjoy comfort from being accustod to hardship.
To let Zhou Xuan sleep well, Lu Xingzhou specially sent disciples to bring several spring beds from the prefecture city, with silk-filled quilts.
"Mr. Lu, what’s all this for?" Zhou Xuan was sprawled comfortably on the floor in a corner reading a newspaper.
For a person from the previous life, a Serta or spring bed wasn’t as comfortable,
oftentis the most comfortable spot is a lazy couch thrown into the corner, curling up to play on the phone or watch shows, not only comfortable but providing a sense of safety.
"Master, you’ve provided profound plans and excellent strategies for our Yellow Field Prefecture, you are our most esteed friend in Yellow Field, so naturally, we must do our best."
"The Bitter Ghosts of Yellow Field are indeed courteous."
After Lu Xingzhou and others left, Zhou Xuan remained curled up on the floor in a corner reading the newspaper, fully engrossed, blocking out all else.
...
The next day, Zhou Xuan rose early, and together with Yun Ziliang, Wu Ya Zen, Li Changxun, and Alchemist Bai Lu, went to a stall on the street in the Water Village to have so lamb soup.
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