Chapter 15 Day Patrol Deity_2

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Clearly, my younger brother chased butterflies in the mountains all afternoon just to make it up to me.

Zhou Lingyi held her brother in her arms, tears flowing into his hair.

From then on, Zhou Lingyi would often tease her brother, and when they played by the stream, she would hide behind a tree and control a paper butterfly, leading him to chase it.

He chased it with great delight,

while Zhou Lingyi secretly grinned mischievously from behind the tree.

This long-forgotten happy memory matched the subsequent plot of the novel "Romance of Lu Mountain"—Zhou Yun hiding behind a tree, teaching Geng Hua to recite in a foreign language.

Reality and fiction blurred into one,

the originally clear boundary gradually became fuzzy until it vanished.

*Did I become a character in the book? Or was the character in the book originally me?*

*I couldn't figure it out anymore.*

After reading the manuscript, Zhou Lingyi felt parched. As she picked up a wine glass, a crystal-clear droplet fell into the amber liquid.

She touched her warm, moist eyes, whispering bittersweetly, "So, someone like me can shed tears, how nice, how nice!"

Those two repeated "how nice," who knew whether she referred to the feeling of shedding tears being nice or the memory being nice,

or if she perhaps intended to praise Zhou Xuan's novel,

for being wonderfully written.

"Brother, you probably won't be able to become a Nuodai in this life, but perhaps you might achieve something in storytelling and writing."

Zhou Lingyi was already contemplating pairing Yuan Buyu with Zhou Xuan in a mentor-student relationship.

"Storytellers are the top Tangkou in the martial arts world."

"People in the martial arts world only know how formidable they are but don't realize that the 'Storyteller' is the first Day Patrol Deity between heaven and earth!"

Day Patrol Deity referred to the Divine People of today.

...

The "Romance of Lu Mountain" moved Zhou Lingyi and also touched Yuan Buyu.

However, the reasons for their emotional responses differed.

Zhou Lingyi was moved because she encountered herself in the novel.

Yuan Buyu, on the other hand, glimpsed in the book's narrative the lingering shadow of an unresolved ghost in his heart.

During a late-night snack, Yuan Buyu felt that all the characters, objects, and scenes in the book had come alive in his heart.

He went back to his room to flip through and carefully savor it.

Only then did he realize how the people, objects, and scenes had come to life.

Because of love...

In the midst of birds singing and flowers blooming, Zhou Yun bravely kissed Geng Hua, bold enough to let love shine brightly in the sun.

"Why do I commend her courage?"

Yuan Buyu questioned himself.

"Love is sweeter than honey, more beautiful than flowers. Shouldn't it be placed under the sunlight for more people to see?"

In that moment,

Yuan Buyu was stunned,

*He had always buried his head in the past for so many years,*

*Since he witnessed the tragic death of his four apprentices,*

*he had paved over all his passions with salt plains in his heart, burying his head inside, ignoring the barren world outside.*

*It was time to bring it out into the open,*

*Most things in this world can bear the light.*

The serialized publications in Jing Country, mostly filled with stories of battles between powerful families and intrigue in the martial arts world, supplemented with eerie ghost stories, reflected much of the greed and evil in human nature, yet nobody spoke about the most beautiful emotions in people's hearts.

It was precisely this pure emotion that reawakened the heart of Yuan Buyu, long sealed by dust, freely bringing to life the characters, objects, and scenes in the book.

Zhou Xuan's narrative showed him a new spiritual world.

The oppressive gloom that lay heavy in his heart dissipated.

His heart opened wide.

"Poof!"

Yuan Buyu heard a spark of incense ignite in his heart.

He walked to the window, pulled open the curtains, "I am once again a complete storyteller."

Joining the Tangkou began with "lighting incense."

Once the incense in your heart was ignited, you could sense the Evil Ghosts and the path illuminated by Gods.

The incense in Yuan Buyu's heart had been extinguished for ten years due to the demons of his heart, leaving him lost for ten years, with no path ahead, unsure where to set his feet.

His Dao Level made no progress, stuck in place for ten years.

Tonight, the inner demon was dispelled,

He saw the road beneath his feet again.

The pure white light of the Gods shone on the road as if sprinkled with salt.

"Zhou boy, you're a great talent."

"If you were to join the storyteller's Tangkou, you'd undoubtedly walk more steadily and further than this old incense of mine!"

...

Morning was usually the busiest time for the Zhou Family's Troupe.

The makeup artist prepared the makeup for the corpse, dressing it in shrouds.

The cart driver had to deliver the corpse to the principal's house.

Each master in the opera stage needed to prepare for the morning's main performance,

busy as a pot of porridge.

Zhou Xuan wasn't idle either; he went to the Meite Car in front of the Zhou Family's Troupe after having breakfast.

Han Jianshan had been let go by him; today the Zhou Family's Troupe needed a driver, so he had to step in.

When he reached the car, senior brother Yu Zhengyuan was impatiently urging the apprentice not far away, "Didn't Li Deyi go to find a driver? Still not here yet?"

The apprentice, slurping fried noodle strips, mumbled, "Master, don't get anxious, Dezi just left a short while ago, let's wait a bit longer..."

"Wait, wait, wait, a bit more waiting, and we'll surely miss Mr. Dai's time."

"No worries, I'll drive."

Zhou Xuan asked Yu Zhengyuan for the keys.

Yu Zhengyuan was half-doubting, "Xiao Xuan, since when can you drive?"

"It's really simple, you can drive just by watching a bit."

Zhou Xuan took the keys, awkwardly opened the car door, and then, with his head down, fiddled with the driving structure of the Meite Car,

His obviously amateurish operation made Yu Zhengyuan feel an urge to get out of the car.

Missing Mr. Dai's time suddenly didn't seem as important; not getting hit in a car accident and losing one's life seemed like a bigger issue.

"Can you really drive?"

"Didn't I just say? You can drive just by watching a bit. I'm watching now!"

Yu Zhengyuan: "..."

He felt very nervous and, not caring whether Zhou Xuan minded, suggested, "Maybe... we should wait a bit longer, the driver Dezi found will be here soon."

"Can't wait, let's go."

Zhou Xuan, having familiarized himself with the structure, started the car.

"This car's got some power."

"It... it... it's got some power." Yu Zhengyuan stammered, trembling as he spoke.

It wasn't out of fear. It was because Zhou Xuan's driving was too bumpy—braking and stopping continuously—that Yu Zhengyuan felt like his soul had been tossed out of the car, even though he was sitting inside.

A middle-aged body, weakened by wine and pleasure, couldn't handle this.

Fortunately, after driving down two streets, Zhou Xuan and the Meite Car started to get along better, and his driving became much smoother.

Yu Zhengyuan gradually set his heart at ease.

"I told you, keep your heart in your belly, driving is simple." Zhou Xuan grew more relaxed as he drove; even muscle memory from his past life emerged when he reached to press the air-conditioning button.

This car at this time had no air-conditioning, Zhou Xuan pushed in vain.

No longer worried about Zhou Xuan's driving skills, Yu Zhengyuan felt much more relaxed and started chatting.

"Xiao Xuan, I heard from Sister-in-law about your matters."

"What matters? Worshipping ancestors with Nuomian?"

"No, about the ghost baby, I heard you stripped a female guest's corpse of its clothes?"

Zhou Xuan: "..."

Why don't you guys consider that it was the female corpse who lusted after my good looks and seduced me by stripping herself?

"Nothing like that happened, I'm a righteous gentleman!" Zhou Xuan denied flatly.

"Even if there were, it's no big deal. You're getting older, if you have needs, address them. After today's work, I'll take you to meet some girls."

Oh, oh!

Master brother's words, suddenly sounded pleasant.

"Would that not give a bad impression?"

Though Zhou Xuan acted reluctant, his mind wandered, sneaking a peek at the master brother.

"What bad impression could that give? You don't have a wife, nor a fiancée. What's wrong with finding a girl to relieve yourself? After all, we're not going without paying."

This sounded agreeable, the master brother indeed hit the mark.

"By the way, Xiao Xuan, tell me honestly, how many days do you like... so I can arrange it in advance."

Zhou Xuan felt a bit puzzled.

Finding a girl in Ping Shui Prefecture, they actually asked about how many days?

What did "how many days" mean?

The master brother said, "I mean, how many days ago do you like a girl to be deceased, must the master brother speak so bluntly!"

Zhou Xuan: "..."

So, the girls the master brother talked about were not living?

Do you really assume I'm a pervert who harasses female guests? Do you also think I have a necrophilia fetish?

The master brother didn't notice Zhou Xuan's growing grim expression and even started to self-reflect.

"Blame it on the master brother for being insensitive, not noticing this fascination of yours earlier. If I'd known, I'd have taken you out a long time ago... The East Suburb Tiger Lady's white girl establishment is full of fine girls, especially fresh, words alone can't describe it, you'll know once you try it."

Curse your ancestor!

Such a wonderful place, keep it for yourself to enjoy!

"Master brother, try opening your car door."

"What for?"

Zhou Xuan gritted his teeth in anger, "So I can kick you out with a single boot!"

Yu Zhengyuan: "..."

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