My Lady Always Lacks Ambition-Chapter 264 - 263: She Has a Deep Relationship with Changsheng Hall

Chapter 264: Chapter 263: She Has a Deep Relationship with Changsheng Hall

As the sun sets and dusk falls, Yu Changkong stands at the Li City Gate, looking into the city. Dressed in black robes that accentuate his distinguished appearance, he attracts curious glances from people entering and exiting the city.

"What a remarkable young master from the He Family."

"Master, it’s time to leave," urged Uncle Qian.

They should have left early in the day, but have inexplicably been delayed. He knew that the young master was waiting for Qin Liuxi.

However, the other party did not show up. After sending people to inquire at Qingping Temple, the temple folks said she had gone out for some reason.

Yu Changkong stands with hands behind his back, watching the waning sun, and finally turns to step up onto the footstool to board the carriage. From the corner of his eye, he catches a glimpse of a yellow and white object.

He turns his head and sees a paper figure appearing out of thin air. He reaches out, and the little paper figure lands in the palm of his hand.

Yu Changkong smiles, pinches it, and flips it over. The other side reads "Safe journey."

The little paper figurine looks adorably clumsy as it moves its limbs in his palm, then stands up and makes a waving gesture as if bidding farewell on behalf of someone.

"You’ve worked hard," Yu Changkong says, tapping the paper figure’s head with his fingertip, and takes it onto the carriage.

He glances back at the gate of Li City and knocks on the carriage wall, saying, "Let’s go."

There will be a reunion.

The slanting sun slowly sets as the figure departs.

Far in Qingzhou Prefecture, the setting sun similarly bathes some buildings in the city in a golden-red hue, and fewer pedestrians are seen as the vendors carrying their loads hurry home.

An old man selling candy figurines places his small stool in the basket, organizes his belongings, and lifts the load to head home.

He was about to take his usual shortcut home as on other days, but suddenly recalls what Qin Liuxi had said.

The old man glances at the alley and after a moment’s thought, enters a nearby grocery store to buy a bag of brown sugar and some other items.

Boom.

Suddenly, a loud noise comes from the alley, drawing people nearby to come and see. They find that a wall has mysteriously collapsed, blocking the alley.

The items in the old man’s hand fall to the ground as his face turns pale, and tremblingly he asks the Shopkeeper, "What... what time is it?"

"It’s just the end of the Shenshi hour. Oh dear, this wall was fine, but it just collapsed. Old candy man, don’t you usually pass through here to go home? If you hadn’t come in to buy things just now, you might have been..."

The old man collapses to his knees on the ground, staring at the alley, murmuring, "Accurate, so accurate. An Immortal, she must be an Immortal. Have I encountered an Immortal?"

The Shopkeeper, seeing him acting all mystic and kneeling, assumes he is overwhelmed by fear and shakes his head.

But anyone would be scared, wouldn’t they? Who would expect a perfectly fine wall to collapse? The old man takes this alley every day after closing his stall; if he hadn’t come in to buy things today, he might have been buried in there.

Qin Liuxi and Si Lengyue arrive at the Si Family’s home. Suddenly Qin Liuxi makes a surprised sound as she senses something new on her spiritual platform and her eyes curve in a smile.

"What is it?" Si Lengyue asks curiously as she stops.

Qin Liuxi knocks on the door and replies, "Nothing much, just gained a believer."

Si Lengyue asks, "Is gaining believers very important to you?"

"You’re a descendant of a witch, don’t you know the importance of believers? The more believers there are, and the more offerings they make daily, their faith accumulates in one’s book of merits. Greater faith signifies deeper mana, which is closely related to one’s cultivation." Qin Liuxi smiled and said, "Don’t think all Xuanmen Taoists are powerful; it all depends on personal cultivation, faith power, merit, and even perception."

The faith of the common people turns into power that blesses the entities they worship.

For instance, a Mountain God of a mountain or a River God of a river, they all need faith and offerings from the people. Without offerings, it represents a loss of trust.

If the people no longer trust a Mountain God or River God, then that deity will fall.

Yes, if they lose that last bit of faith, the deity will also fall.

Si Lengyue said, "In these fifty years, our Si family has lacked witch power."

Qin Liuxi replied, "But there are still witches in Da Feng; it shouldn’t be possible to completely lose faith."

Si Lengyue blandly said, "Fifty years ago, the last witch in the Si family who possessed witch power established a family rule: to no longer pass down the art of witchcraft to future generations. At that time, she only had one daughter. By establishing this rule, she hoped that her descendants would no longer practice witchcraft, perhaps breaking the curse thus. Alas, it was in vain."

Even if the Si family no longer practiced witchcraft, their descendants still faced the fate of untimely deaths.

"Whether to practice witchcraft or not doesn’t really matter anymore. As generations change, the Si family doesn’t rely on it for livelihood. As you said, the misdeeds made by the Si family a hundred years ago should dissipate this so-called magic to dispel the karma."

Qin Liuxi entered the Si family house, saying, "You should return to your physical body first; being out of your body for too long isn’t good. Having another possession incident like last time would also be troublesome."

Si Lengyue suddenly recalled the scene of ’herself’ vomiting; her face changed colors several times, and she said, "Then I’ll go first."

Qin Liuxi smiled and nodded, watching her leave, then glanced at the top of the Si family’s wall.

A ghostly shadow whooshed away and disappeared.

Hurry up, hurry up, that violent Little Evil God is coming again.

...

The Wang family.

Prince Wang was drinking the lean meat broth Qin Liuxi had mentioned, which had just been freshly prepared—sprinkled with a few grains of salt, the soup was clear yet savory.

Beside him, a servant was reporting what he saw while fetching medicine outside.

"...It was quite a coincidence, I was at Changsheng Hall to fetch medicine when I happened to see Master Buqiu leaving. I also heard the idle chatter from the Changsheng Hall staff, and after inquiring, I learned that he saved a young girl, angering Third Grandmother Tu." The servant relayed the idle gossip he heard to Prince Wang: "It’s said that Third Grandmother Tu was willing to pay ten times the price for Jade Snow Skin, but Master Buqiu wouldn’t allow it."

Prince Wang frowned.

Wang Zheng also frowned and said, "Grandfather, Tu Jiu is not the first time he has injured people with his horse, and he has even kicked someone to death before. Those incidents were all settled with silver. It’s unexpected that this has happened again, and this time it’s a young girl. The Tu Family is really getting more and more indulgent, thinking Qingzhou Prefecture is far from the Emperor’s reach, are they not afraid of being impeached by the Imperial Censor?"

The Tu Family Head serves as the Minister of the Ministry of Imperial Stables in the capital; Mr. Tu serves in the house in the capital, and other members either hold positions elsewhere or live in the old residence in Qingzhou Prefecture.

Prince Wang tapped on the table, saying, "What else did you think of?"

Wang Zheng replied, "Third Grandmother Tu’s willingness to pay a high price for Jade Snow Skin is probably for the Imperial Concubine’s birthday. Winter is also approaching her birthday. I heard that currently, Jade Snow Skin is only available at Jiuxuan Auction Hall, so no wonder she wouldn’t let it go."

"Yes, such a rare treasure, it’s natural for Changsheng Hall to keep it for special bargaining. What’s interesting is that even though Third Grandmother Tu offered ten times the price, Changsheng Hall still won’t sell it, only giving it to Master Buqiu." Prince Wang raised his eyebrows and asked him, "What does this imply?"

Wang Zheng was taken aback. What does it imply?

That female crown and Changsheng Hall have a good relationship, and it’s not a shallow one.

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