I Am Your Natural Enemy

Chapter 513: Chapter 207 Qingcheng’s Criminal Record, You Aren’t Scared, Are You? (5k)_2

He cupped his hands and walked out.

Qing Xuzi let out a sigh.

”Forget it, forget it, there’s nothing that can’t be said. I just have a bad feeling. I’m afraid this matter really is connected to Qingcheng. And if that’s true, then I’ll have no choice but to clean house for the sake of the sect’s reputation.”

”Taoist priest, you really don’t have to force yourself, seriously.”

Qing Xuzi went on talking to himself.

”Qingcheng has always been not far from Fengdu. In the old days, in a sense, we existed just to suppress Fengdu.

Fengdu once had a Nether Soul Realm open up, causing a terrible disaster.

Over time, Qingcheng and the Ghosts started to develop deeper and deeper ties.

Apart from the Ghost Doctor, there’s the Envoy of Ghosts and Gods, and the cultivation of Ghosts process.

As they say, if you spend time with cinnabar you turn red, with ink you turn black. Hang around Ghosts long enough, and some disciples without strong Dao hearts might easily stray onto the Evil Path.”

”A few hundred years ago, there was indeed such a case—a disciple fell onto the Evil Path, nurturing some special Ghosts.”

”That time, Qingcheng suffered heavy losses. Quite a few ancient records were destroyed.”

”After that, every time something major happened, Qingcheng would always be the first to take a heavy hit.”

”Now we’re in the second stage of Spiritual Qi Resurgence, and it’s still tied to Ghosts.”

”I worry about it every day, afraid something might go wrong.”

”Today, seeing these two Jinxes, I’m worried—could it be Qingcheng produced another unworthy disciple this time...”

”Priest, just to be clear, it’s not that I look down on Qingcheng, but... is there really any Qingcheng disciple who can meddle with people’s fate this thoroughly?”

”...” Qing Xuzi froze, then shook his head: ”Of course not. But at this stage, if some Qingcheng disciple got lucky and ran into a special Ghost, and managed to control it—well, then maybe it’s not impossible.”

Wen Yan was a little surprised. No wonder Qingcheng always gets beaten up first every time, he thought to himself.

Even the Great Zombies of Fuyu Mountain could have proper ID and be allowed to fly on planes.

The Ghosts from Qingcheng probably didn’t get such perks.

So after all the fuss, this might really be related to Qingcheng?

”Then how do we handle these two Jinxes? They might keep absorbing the luck of everyone around them at any moment.”

”There’s no real solution. The core problem isn’t with them. No matter how much you suppress them, it’s just treating the symptoms, not the cause. For now, the best we can do is suppress them, then search for a fundamental solution.”

”Is there any other way besides suppressing them under a deity statue?”

”Actually, there are quite a few. In the Divine Land’s Divine System, there are plenty of deities who can deal with these sorts of utterly absurd problems.”

Because this kind of jinx or misfortune is not normal at all anyway.

The Three Officials, the Savior Heavenly Master, Mount Tai’s Empress, and so on—all of them work.”

”If you’re just treating the symptoms, just put them in a temple with strong incense—it’s pretty easy, really.”

”But if you want to cure the root, that’s much more troublesome.”

”At first I thought they were spreading bad luck and misfortune outwards, contaminating everything around them.”

”Now it seems to me they’re actually sucking up the luck of others around them, leaving behind only the misfortune and doom.”

Wen Yan thought this over, then said,

”So originally it was balanced, or fluctuated up and down.”

”Hao Mingyang didn’t have much bad luck, so he got killed by something falling from the sky—quick and clean, died just like that, and after dying could still roam around as a Ghost.”

”But Nan Yuncai was luckier, yet after death he didn’t even get his freedom. Is that about right?”

”That’s pretty much it. So Hao Mingyang died earlier—used up all his good luck already. Nan Yuncai hung on for a bit longer, but his end was even worse.” Qing Xuzi nodded.

Wen Yan really enjoyed chatting with Qing Xuzi. He always explained things in a way that made them easy to understand.

”So if that’s all for me here, I’ll head off now.”

Wen Yan handed the Xiao Yudiao to Qing Xuzi and turned to leave.

The Guanzhong County Chief wanted to ask him about the situation, but Wen Yan only gave a rough summary and left the rest to the specialist, Qing Xuzi.

After all, he couldn’t just say outright that Qing Xuzi suspected it was someone from Qingcheng—better let Qing Xuzi explain that himself.

Wen Yan wasn’t in a hurry to leave. Since he was already here, he went to pay his respects to Lord Zhu, have some tea, and chat.

Talking about what just happened, Lord Zhu was a bit reflective.

”That’s the trouble with Ghosts—their obsessions are too deep, their behaviors get too extreme sometimes.”

”I actually wanted to talk things over with Scorching Sun Department, but there’s always another Ghost popping up every time.”

”If things can just stay as they are, I consider that pretty good. I don’t hope for more.”

”I get where Scorching Sun Department is coming from—a sense of duty and all that. Keeping things separate is probably for the best.”

”If Ghosts and ordinary people mingled together, who knows, maybe one day someone eats dumplings without vinegar and gets their head twisted off by a Ghost.”

”Even that wouldn’t surprise me much. Seen way more extreme stuff.”

”I figured it out a long time ago, you should too.”

”Ha, I’m pretty chill about it honestly. The only reason I got involved this time is because it’s all just too damned coincidental—like someone’s stirring the pot, pushing everything toward Virtue City, toward my turf. Otherwise, I wouldn’t give a damn.”

”When something seems way too coincidental, just don’t treat it as a coincidence. Take it from someone who’s been around.” Lord Zhu lifted his teacup and gave a serious warning.

”I’m not treating it as a coincidence. What I’m thinking is: has Virtue City basically become a Ghost Forbidden Area lately? Are other Ghosts, unhappy with the situation, starting to test the water here?”

”A lot of Ghosts—well, their way of thinking isn’t the same as normal people.”

”Sometimes it’s just ’I’m happy doing this, even if it does nothing for me.’ Just like Evil Ghosts.”

”What worries me is, for some Ghosts, maybe this is a leveling-up path—maybe they actually gain something from it.”

”Hm?” Lord Zhu was surprised—he honestly hadn’t thought of that. After considering it for a moment, he took a slow breath. ”Your luck’s kind of low lately, so don’t just go around making wild guesses—sometimes a casual remark comes true.”