Don't be afraid, fairy, I'm blind

Chapter 443: Dongjing City Change
After Venerable Qianlong saw with her own eyes the shiny swords hidden in the luxurious silks of Qianhua Pavilion, she no longer had any reason to refuse to cooperate with Venerable Qianhua.

At first she thought she had only invited a Venerable Dongxu, but the energy brought by Venerable Qianhua was far beyond her imagination. To sum it up in one sentence - she gave too much.

When Venerable Qianhua was so proud that he thought the woman would be impatient to say that the deal was done, Venerable Qianlong frowned and said seriously:

"Smuggling swords is against the laws of Shenshan. Considering your contribution in protecting the city, the fine will be reduced by half and you can pay it on another day."

Upon hearing this, Venerable Qianhua felt so angry that his teeth itched, but he had no choice but to accept it.

She had wanted to persuade the two men to rest for a night in Feicheng, so that she could sneak into the night with the wind, but the woman flatly refused, saying that blocking the sea well was urgent.

She tried to dissuade him in every possible way, pointing out that blocking the sea well had nothing to do with You Su, and it would be better to let him recuperate in Feicheng and reunite with him when the Lord was done. But this woman was unmoved, and it was clear that it was impossible to take You Su away from her.

Venerable Qianhua was, after all, a Venerable. No matter how unsatisfied he was, he would not lose his composure in order to keep a young man. After the incident, he could only helplessly watch the woman take the young man away.

She stroked the various torture instruments she had carefully prepared in the warm room, like a kitten whose owner had been robbed. So this shrewd woman secretly vowed in her heart that she would do her utmost to get back what You Su owed her this time.

……

"I won't tell your senior sister about this."

The woman stared into You Su's eyes with a serious look.

The cold wind made her black hair dance wildly. Her face, as white and deep as the holy snow mountain, seemed too beautiful to be real no matter how you looked at it.

"Then...thank you."

You Su withdrew his gaze, thanked him casually, and then raised his sword. A ferocious evil spirit died under his sword.

Of course, he would not tell the other party that, in fact, when Qianhua Xiaogou was first educated, the senior sister was there. And the senior sister thought of asking her for help first, which must be because she knew that the junior brother had a close relationship with that bad woman, which Qianhua Xiaogou himself also confirmed.

He and Venerable Qianlong were on their way to Dongjing City, the location of the third sea well. Although it was called a road, the snow here was actually much thicker than the one You Su had walked on before. It was unknown whether it was because there was more snow here or because there were few people.

Feeling that You Su's performance was still a bit perfunctory, Venerable Qianlong felt uneasy and finally asked the question he wanted to ask the most:
"You're not blaming me for ruining your good fortune, are you?"

"I only blame you for almost killing me." You Su pinched a handful of snow and wiped the dirt off the sword.

The resentment in his tone was real, but it was definitely not just because of the misunderstanding between the two. After all, no man would not feel uncomfortable when his spell was interrupted, but there were more important things to do now.

When Venerable Qianlong received a negative answer, he inexplicably felt happy in his heart, as if a huge stone had fallen from his chest, and he felt quite relieved that "I was right about you".

But she couldn't explain the hostility she had experienced, so she chose not to explain:
"A woman like her is shrewd, selfish and calculating. For her, playing with a young man is no different from throwing away a handkerchief. If she really wants to die under the peony flower, she will be a romantic ghost. I am afraid that she will know before she dies that she is not a peony. She is a poisonous cherry and a cruel black widow."

"Yeah." You Su answered briefly, but of course he knew what was going on.

But the woman still thought this was perfunctory. She really didn't want You Su to go astray, so she couldn't help but teach him again:
"Don't think that she really appreciates you, likes you, or even secretly takes pride in you. These are just poisoned honey. This kind of woman may say this to every prey that falls into her net."

You Su secretly found it funny and said lightly, "You Su thanks the Lord for saving me from the spider web."

Venerable Qianlong immediately raised his beautiful eyebrows, and even straightened his slender figure, but he did not think that the boy's perfunctory thanks were perfunctory at all:
"I brought you here, so I can't just watch you fall into the clutches of the devil."

You Su smiled secretly and clasped his fists, exorcising the evil spirit that had sprung out from nowhere.

Originally, they should have flown directly to Dongjing City, but it was all white here, and if they flew too fast, they would easily miss their destination. Because according to her, Dongjing City was a small city, and she might not have been here for many years, so she had to land at an approximate location and choose to walk in the direction where the evil spirit came out.

Perhaps it was because walking in the snow was too boring, or perhaps because she felt closer to You Su, Venerable Qianlong, who had always been used to hurrying on his way, actually disliked the silence between her and You Su.

She was not a proud and dull person, she just didn't like talking to insignificant people, and only a few people knew that she was actually a chatterbox. Bai Ze was well aware of this, and the two of them occupied different bodies, so if they wanted to communicate, they could only do so through letters.

Whenever she saw the Dragon Palace Master's personality wake up and read the pages of the diary, she would feel stressed. She would worry about how she had to explain so many things when she had only been asleep for a short while. But after reading the whole thing, she found that a lot of it was just the ambitious "self" nagging.

"I heard... you have two companions?"

The old ladies in the village are generally more gossipy than the young girls.

"I guess so." You Su gave an ambiguous answer.

Although there are many beauties, the nominal Taoist companions are only two of them, my junior sister and my senior sister. As for Miss Xueruo, she will probably unilaterally deny this identity, so she should be counted as half.

"Are you and your junior sister from the demon clan really like this?" Venerable Qianlong was still a little surprised.

"My Lord, what do you think is wrong?" You Su asked back.

"If both parties love each other, there is naturally nothing wrong with it." Venerable Qianlong's attitude towards the demon clan is not extreme. It may be because Japan and Northern Aodu are marginalized continents among the five continents. Instead, he feels more sympathy than others.

"I have been lonely since I was a child, and it was my junior sister who saved me. It must be a mutual love."

When You Su thought of that quirky girl, he could not help but feel sweet. However, Beiao and Dongying were very far away, and he did not know when they would meet again, so he sighed with disappointment.

Venerable Qianlong had never seen the demon girl, but he could tell You Su's deep love for her. "You are so greedy, your master must be both annoyed and happy with you, right?"

He was annoyed that he had taken two outstanding disciples into his pocket, but he was happy that the good things did not go to outsiders. "Fate has woven us into a web, and I am reluctant to withdraw." You Su was still a little embarrassed to admit that he was greedy.

"I have no right to accuse you of being greedy. They are all good women, treat them well." Venerable Qianlong is accustomed to the phenomenon of resources being controlled by one person, and beauty is also a resource, regardless of gender. "Do you know why ordinary people call them wives and concubines, while cultivators call them Taoist companions?"

Yousu shook his head.

"It is precisely because of this word 'Tao' that the most ideal Taoist partner should be someone who shares the same ideals as oneself. Even if we do not share the same ideals, we should be able to support each other in our pursuit of the Tao. Only in this way can we accompany each other through the long years of cultivation."

Although the teaching is very logical, women know better than anyone how difficult it is to find a true like-minded person.
But just as he finished speaking, the pair of eyes reflecting the white snow saw the figure of a young man in black clothes and a black sword.

"It seems that the Lord is still reminding a blind man like me not to be tempted by beauty." You Su said helplessly.

"When we met again, your left eye was already sparkling. You are not blind now, are you? People always want to make up for what they have lost, but in the end, they will inevitably go too far."

You Su had never thought of hiding or concealing the fact since his left eye was restored, but he would not tell everyone that he was not blind. With the eyesight of Venerable Qianlong, it should be easy for him to see that he was not blind.

"Your Excellency is worrying too much. I never seek a Taoist partner based on beauty or ugliness. Or rather, I have been blind for eighteen years, and once I regain my sight, I still cannot tell the difference between beauty and ugliness. Even if the Excellency who is the top of the Celestial Immortal Ranking is in front of me, I will still ask why."

"If you like it, it's beautiful; if you dislike it, it's ugly. Why bother about other people's rankings?"

Venerable Qianlong disliked her title very much. In her opinion, excessive fame would hinder her fame. She was not kind because of her beauty. This face was the most useless advantage for her who was dedicated to saving the people.

"Thank you for your advice." You Su nodded slightly. He wanted to praise the list by saying that it was not randomly arranged, but he couldn't say it out loud.

Soon, the outline of Dongjing City, hidden in the snow, finally emerged.

The north wind blew over the dilapidated walls of Dongjing City, and the withered and yellow grass stems wrapped in broken snow rustled between the cracked bricks.

When You Su stepped into the city gate on the broken tiles on the ground, he felt as if he had walked into the dried skeleton of a giant beast - the rotten wooden beams in the streets and alleys stood out like ribs, rusted iron tools were pressed under the collapsed houses, and even the stone mortars beside the well were covered with spider-web-like cracks.

This city is more desolate and dilapidated than any other city ravaged by evil spirits that You Su has ever seen. That's because it was not caused by evil spirits at all, but was the result of the accumulation of years.

"Dongjing City was one of the first cities built in Beiaozhou. It is also the only city within a hundred miles. It is four hundred and forty years old. The concept of cities in Beiaozhou at that time was too superficial. Few towns survived until today. It has been abandoned since then. In addition, the terrain of Dongjing City is much higher than other places, so it has basically become a wasteland."

"Then why did you choose to build the city here?"

"Because there is a huge natural well here." Venerable Qianlong brushed his fingertips across the mottled brick marks on the wall, "Dongjing City got its name from this. Before the city was built, this well fed many people."

Since ancient times, it is basically impossible for a place with a well to be in a situation where life is difficult. So the reason why Dongjing City has become what it is today must be because the well has dried up.

"The frozen soil in Beiao is thousands of feet deep, and digging a well to get water is a fool's dream. But there are spiritual stone veins under this natural well, and the water warmed by the mysterious energy does not melt the ice, and there are even live fish. But later the well dried up, and this place was deserted. I set up the sea well here, firstly for the convenience of this natural well, and secondly to start the change from the most barren place."

Before he finished speaking, a star suddenly fell from the sky. Venerable Chengliang came floating in, stepping on the bronze abacus, his haggard face shone blue-gray in the snow.

"The well is dry, and the people's hearts are dry too." The old man stroked his beard and smiled, the corners of his eyes full of wrinkles and traces of time, "My lord, how are you?"

You Su instantly grasped the hilt of the Mosong Sword. Facing a powerful enemy, Venerable Qianlong did not seem to be as solemn as he was.

"I guessed that Venerable Chengliang would come." She said coldly, not surprised at all that this was the first person who obstructed her journey to Haijing.

"After all, it was I who strongly recommended the Lord to build the sea well here. This place -" the old man fiddled with the beads in his hand, "but this is my hometown..."

You Su frowned, wondering why this old man wanted evil spirits to trample on his already desolate hometown?
"Go back, my lord, go back to the mountain, we can still build a beautiful Beiao together." The old man's voice was faint, still trying to save the situation.

Venerable Qianlong's feet bloomed with an ice lotus, and the black ice dragon armor covered his wrists, "If we don't share the same principles, we can't make plans together!"

The beads stopped suddenly.

The old man looked at the end of the flying snow and recalled the past: "When the Lord first came to the mountain, I knew that you were different from them. They only saw themselves, but the Lord saw others. As expected, you later became the Lord above everyone else, and I felt like I had met a wise Lord. Over the past few hundred years, under your leadership, Beiao has become better and better. I have never opposed any of the Lord's instructions. But this one thing is wrong. You can't save so many people in Beiao."

"Whether he can be saved or not is not something you can say for sure!" Venerable Qianlong's voice was as cold as ice, and the phantom of a Chilong behind him was roaring as if it was about to come out.

Venerable Chengliang shook his head as if he had expected this, and his smile faded, indicating that he would not try to persuade them to stay:

"In this case, I will not let you destroy my hometown."

"It was you who destroyed Dongjing City."

“No!” The old man suddenly shouted, shaking the snow on the eaves into snow flakes all over the sky. “It’s you!”

"When I was not even as tall as a chair, there was no Dongjing City in the world! There was only a small tribe called Dongjing here! We lived around the well, and although we were not well-off, we were content with what we had. It was the immortals from the sacred mountain who told us that a city would be built here. I asked him what a city was, and he said it was a high wall and houses made of mud bricks, where people from several tribes would gather together and no longer have to endure the trouble of the cold wind blowing into the tents!

"We believed him! That's how we built Dongjing City... But what happened later? Caravans, refugees, monks... A huge crowd of people crowded around the well, and this well couldn't support so many people! We were originally content and happy, who destroyed Dongjing?"

The old man suddenly laughed crazily, his dry hair dancing wildly in the strong wind, "My Lord, our Beiaozhou is like this well. It can only feed a limited number of people! How can the fertile soil cover the entire Beiao? Instead of dreaming about the Spring and Autumn Period, it is better to use it to concentrate in a limited area! Monks and wealthy businessmen live in it. The new Beiao——

"It will become more prosperous than Nanyangzhou!"

(End of this chapter)