Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 38 Yang Qi
Roosters crowed and dogs barked, and the sky turned pale.

It's almost dawn.

That night, Zhou Ping asked Fan Shiyi many questions and broadened his horizons.

The women of the Northern Barbarians are tall and strong.

A woman from the Western Regions, with blonde hair and blue eyes.

The women of the East China Sea mermaids are very smooth.

The women in the Miao area in the southern region are very fair.

Fan Shiyi talks about women every three sentences.

"It's dawn, I'm leaving."

Fan Shiyi was yawning. She was very happy that night because she had obtained a treasure.

"Well, for the sake of the Confucian Sage's brush, I won't mind you letting Xiaoqing steal food."

Fan Shiyi said.

Fan Shiyi's words made Zhou Ping and Xiao Qing unhappy.

Zhou Ping: She sucked my yang energy, and she felt good while I didn't, so I suffered a loss, okay?

Xiaoqing: You are a man with kidney deficiency, can you please feed me?

"Master Fan, thank you for your help tonight. Here is one thousand taels of silver, as a token of respect."

Mr. He was supported by He Yunqing.

He Yunlu also wanted to support Mr. He, but Mr. He shook his hand off.

Mr. He disliked the boy's urine on He Yunlu's body, and he disliked his performance that night even more.

He Yunlu is such a coward, it’s only because his daughter He Yunqing is always by his side.

"Give this money to Zhou Ping. I came here to see him in the first place."

Fan Shiyi waved her hand. She was not short of money, and people would treat her to food and drinks wherever she went.

Mr. He and He Yunqing were both surprised. They looked at Zhou Ping and didn't know why Fan Shiyi looked at him so favorably.

"Mr. Fan is here to see me about Quiet Night Thoughts."

“He came to check out my talent.”

"It's a pity that I don't have any talent."

Zhou Ping hurriedly explained. He did not mention that Xiaoqing had absorbed his Yang Qi.

He Yunqing and others suddenly realized.

"Quiet Night Thoughts" had long been known throughout the country, so it made sense that Fan Shiyi, as a Confucian scholar of the fourth rank, came to find the author of the poem.

He Yunlu was secretly happy.

"So that's how it is. Master Fan actually thinks highly of Zhou Ping because of Jing Ye Si's incident."

"But it's true. Zhou Ping is just a small escort. Even if he accidentally wrote a good limerick, he definitely doesn't have any talent."

He Yunlu's hostility towards Zhou Ping was much less, especially when Zhou Ping said "I don't have much talent".

"I don't want this money anymore. Give it to Master Fan. After all, I didn't help much."

Zhou Ping continued.

Zhou Ping is rich, but not to the point where he has no shortage of money.

As long as he could make money, Zhou Ping would definitely take it.

But there are so many people watching.

One thousand and two taels of silver.

If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves missing you.

It would be fine if he was coveted by others just because he had 1,200 taels of silver, but it was illogical for him to continue working as a small escort.

Zhou Ping could only reluctantly refuse the 1,200 taels of silver.

"Okay, since you don't want it, I'll take it."

Fan Shiyi waved his hand, and a scroll appeared in front of him.

The scroll was opened one zhang, revealing a landscape of mountains and rivers.

Fan Shiyi waved his hand, and one thousand taels of silver flew into the scroll.

The scroll slowly closed again.

Zhou Ping and his companions were stunned.

Is this the Confucian approach?

Zhou Ping knew that this was the world of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, and that there were fairies in paintings and painted walls.

The world of the painted wall is a world of its own.

Fan Shiyi's methods are somewhat similar to those of Huabi.

"Goodbye."

Fan Shiyi disappeared, and Xiaoqing followed him.

At this point, the He family’s affairs came to an end.

The He family members went to rest.

With the help of the little monk, Monk Jiekong went to the room to rest.

Originally, there was only the body of a little monk in the house, covered with a white cloth.

The escorts also packed up and prepared to leave.

"Zhou Ping, your money."

Chen Erdan immediately returned the ten taels of silver to Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping didn't hesitate and put it away.

At daybreak, Chen Erdan summoned the escorts to leave.

But Zhou Ping was the last one to leave.

Before leaving, Zhou Ping stayed for a while beside the little monk's body.

Rouge shop.

Liu Ruyan heard that He Yunqing was possessed by a ghost.

"Yun Qing, are you okay?"

Liu Ruyan checked He Yunqing's whole body and asked with concern.

"Mom, I'm fine."

He Yunqing smiled gently and told Liu Ruyan what happened last night.

"Catch the two leaders first?"

Liu Ruyan didn't understand what Fan Shiyi meant.

He Yunqing whispered something into Liu Ruyan's ear.

Liu Ruyan's face turned red.

"This Mr. Fan, how can he say such obscene words."

"But Zhou Ping is a really smart kid. He actually understood what Master Fan said."

Liu Ruyan said.

He Yunqing curled her lips. She was somewhat dissatisfied with Liu Ruyan's different treatment.

"Mother, why is it that when it comes to Master Fan, he is vulgar, but when it comes to Zhou Ping, he is smart."

"Both of them are obviously obscene, okay?"

The He family's haunted house caused a sensation in Qinghe County.

Fan Shiyi naturally became the protagonist of the story.

No one will pay attention to Zhou Ping.

After all, Fan Shiyi is too dazzling.

Naturally, the one thousand taels of silver were also talked about by everyone.

Fortunately, Zhou Ping did not accept the 1,000 taels of silver, so he did not attract anyone's attention.

"Zhou Ping, come and have some water."

“This is my treasured honey.”

When Chen Li was chatting, she saw Zhou Ping coming and hurriedly brought the honey water she had prepared.

Zhou Ping didn't hesitate and took two sips.

"Zhou Ping, don't be discouraged. Mr. Li from the private school in the west of the city and I are from the same family."

"If you're willing to study, I can introduce you to the past."

Chen Li knew the details of last night because of Chen Erdan, and also knew that Zhou Ping almost got into the academy.

However, Chen Li only knew that Zhou Ping did not enter the academy, but she did not know that Zhou Ping did not want to enter the academy.

Chen Li thought that Fan Shiyi didn't see Zhou Ping.

"Last night, before Master Fan came, it was all thanks to my son Erdan."

"My son Erdan has received Buddhist initiation, and he also has amulets and boy's urine."

"That boy's urine is really powerful. When it was sprinkled on the female ghost, she started smoking."

"If it weren't for my son Erdan, Master He wouldn't have survived until Master Fan came."

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Zhou Ping. Zhou Ping was also at the scene."

Chen Li was eating melon seeds and chatting.

"Yes, the boy's urine prepared by Erdan played a great role."

After Zhou Ping finished drinking the honey water, he prepared to leave.

"Hey, hey, hey, Zhou Ping, don't leave, drink some more."

Chen Li brought another glass of honey water.

"No, ma'am, I have something else to do."

Zhou Ping smiled.

"Zhou Ping, don't go on. If you need to go to the bathroom urgently, you can come to my house. I have prepared a gourd for you. It has a big mouth."

Chen Li lowered her voice and said.

Chen Li only said that boy's urine is powerful, but did not say whose boy's urine is powerful.

Chen Li was afraid that once the power of Zhou Ping's boy's urine was revealed, everyone would come to Zhou Ping to ask for his boy's urine.

Chen Li kept this secret.

"No, no, I don't feel like it today. Let's do it another day, another day." When Zhou Ping heard Chen Li mention the gourd, he finally knew what medicine was sold in her gourd.

No wonder Zhou Ping was asked to drink honey water, so this was the idea.

In the brothel.

Fan Shiyi was listening to the music happily with her arms open, and she had a handful of silver in her hands.

This money was given by the He family.

The one thousand taels of silver had been spent by Fan Shiyi, and there was not much left.

A brush kept moving back and forth at Fan Shiyi's fingertips.

Fan Shiyi was in a very good mood.

This brush is the relic of the Confucian sage.

The righteous spirit on the brush is very strong.

"Catch the two leaders first, that's what you mean."

Xiaoqing transformed into a human form and leaned against the pillar.

"Zhou Ping is a wonderful person."

Fan Shiyi said.

"Yes, he didn't even want the chance to enter the academy."

Xiaoqing still felt sorry for Zhou Ping.

"You can't bear to part with his yang energy, right?"

Fan Shiyi said with some jealousy.

Xiaoqing folded her arms across her chest, snorted coldly and said nothing.

"Don't worry, I'm not leaving yet."

Fan Shiyi said. She was not going back to the capital, the world outside was much more interesting.

"You couldn't bear to part with that female ghost. You could have killed her, but you still let her run away."

Xiaoqing said a little jealously.

Xiaoqing has followed Fan Shiyi since she was a child, but she didn't know that Fan Shiyi was a girl.

"I'm telling you, with your kidney deficiency, it's hard for you to support me."

"If you had enough Yang energy, I would have reached the seventh level and could transform long ago."

Xiaoqing started complaining.

The demon race needs to reach the seventh level of cultivation in order to transform into human form.

Before the seventh rank, one can only use illusion to transform into a human form.

After reaching the seventh level, the demon can completely transform into a human.

Of course, there are also shapeshifting grasses in this world.

Monsters can also transform into human form after eating the transformation grass.

However, the transformation grass is hard to come by and it is not something that can be bought with money.

Xiaoqing has high qualifications and is not lacking in spiritual energy. The only thing she lacks is yang energy.

A single yin cannot last long.

Xiaoqing needs yang energy to balance her evil spirit.

However, Fan Shiyi's Yang Energy was always insufficient, which caused Xiaoqing's cultivation to stagnate.

Xiaoqing just thought that Fan Shiyi was lingering in the place of fireworks all day and wasted too much yang energy.

Xiaoqing didn't know that Fan Shiyi was a woman, so she didn't have as much yang energy as a man.

Fan Shiyi has always been a man of love but not offspring, so he has never wasted his yang energy on women.

Fan Shiyi used all his yang energy to raise Xiaoqing.

It was precisely because raising the monster consumed too much Yang energy that Fan Shiyi showed signs of kidney deficiency and had to wear a cloak even in the middle of summer.

Although Xiaoqing was dissatisfied with Fan Shiyi's health, she had never absorbed other people's yang energy.

Zhou Ping is an exception.

Xiaoqing felt a similar aura from Zhou Ping, so she came up with the idea of ​​absorbing Zhou Ping's yang energy.

"His yang energy is different from mine."

Fan Shiyi asked curiously.

"His is not like yours, it's full and hot, and the quantity is so large that it burns your mouth."

Xiaoqing licked her lips, her eyes full of aftertaste. Her tongue was so long that it could reach her chin.

night.

Zhou Ping closed his eyes and meditated.

When leaving He's house in the morning, Zhou Ping used the magic seed to collect the soul of the dead little monk.

Zhou Ping learned this from the demon species.

After a person dies, the soul will gradually dissipate.

People's souls can be strong or weak.

A weak soul will dissipate completely within seven days.

A strong soul may take 49 days to dissipate.

Another type is ghost.

After a person dies, if the resentment is too great, the soul will turn into a ghost.

The demon species can eat people's souls or ghosts to obtain their memories.

Zhou Ping tried to devour souls and obtain memories for the second time.

The first time was with the first owner of the demon species, the black-robed painter Li Fei.

The little monk didn't have many memories. He was originally a beggar and entered the temple because he had nowhere else to go.

In the temple, the little monk was often bullied.

The young monk knew that he was outnumbered, so he began to curry favor with the abbot, Master Jiekong.

I didn't expect that Monk Jiekong had a weird quirk. He didn't like women but liked men.

In order to gain a foothold in the temple, the young monk accompanied the abbot in fencing and bayonet fighting every night.

The young monk was appreciated by the abbot and his psychology became abnormal.

Anyone who offended the little monk was expelled from the temple for various reasons. Those who were unwilling to leave would be killed by the little monk when possible.

From then on, no one dared to mess with the little monk in the temple.

This young monk was uneducated and all he knew in the temple was to serve Monk Jiekong and deal with other monks. He hadn't learned any real skills.

After simply reading the little monk's life, Zhou Ping didn't get anything useful.

Not only did Zhou Ping not get any secret manuals on martial arts, he was almost sickened to death.

When you access other people's memories, you feel like you are there.

When Zhou Ping encountered scenes that were not suitable for children, he would skip them directly.

Even so, Zhou Ping was still affected.

"You can no longer devour women's souls."

Three months later.

For the past three months, there has been nothing else to do in the escort agency, and Zhou Ping has been practicing martial arts at home.

The ghost bride never appeared again to cause trouble for the He family.

The ghost baby was also abducted by the ghost bride. Zhou Ping could barely sense that the ghost baby was in Yaowang Mountain.

However, Zhou Ping was not worried about the ghost baby.

Zhou Ping could sense the ghost baby's mood, and the ghost baby was very happy.

Three months later, it was already late spring and early summer.

The task of short-distance transportation of medicinal materials to Yaowang Mountain has been restarted.

Zhou Ping walked on the familiar mountain path, feeling a little dazed.

The fire at Yaowang Mountain happened last winter, and it has been half a year now.

Zhou Ping originally thought that the short-distance mission would have to wait until at least autumn, but he didn't expect it to start so soon.

Zhou Ping didn't know that the mountain people couldn't wait any longer.

If the mountain people don't collect herbs for a day, they will have no source of income.

Without a source of income, people will starve to death.

So when early summer arrives, the mountain people start going up the mountain to collect herbs.

Walking on this mountain path again, Zhou Ping's mood was completely different.

Six months ago, Zhou Ping was still very green and would vomit for half a day after killing someone.

During the past six months, Zhou Ping's cultivation and martial arts skills have improved, and he has also gained more knowledge.

Zhou Ping's strength is comparable to that of a ninth-grade master!
This short-distance mission is not difficult at all for Zhou Ping now.

The Novice Village is still a Novice Village, but Zhou Ping is no longer the rookie he used to be.

Zhou Ping's state of mind has changed greatly. Now he understands what it means to stroll in the garden.

"Hey, isn't this Escort Master Zhou?"

The person leading the team is still the village chief of Yaowang Mountain.

"Village chief, I haven't seen you for half a year. You look much younger."

Zhou Ping commercial touting.

"Master Zhou, look at how old I am."

The village chief asked, grinning with his yellow teeth showing.

Zhou Ping was silent for a moment.

The village chief has half white hair and many wrinkles on his face.

"About forty."

Zhou Ping guessed the worst.

The village chief took two puffs of his pipe, his face full of worry.

"I just became thirty."

(End of this chapter)