Chapter 132: What a Lively Night

Duan Duan Yuhan didn't expect Xiao Yu to say this, froze for a moment, and muttered: "This is of course; I, as a Guan Chenghuang, will definitely enforce the law impartially and protect the people of one place, but Miss, you..."

Xiao Yu waved her hand: "I understand how much authority and influence a local Guan Chenghuang has over the common people.

A good Guan Chenghuang protects one side and benefits the common people, while a bad Guan Chenghuang may poison ten thousand people.

As long as I think of the hundred thousand or million people in Jin Yang suffering unnecessary hardships because of my recommendation, I feel uncomfortable, and my thoughts are not smooth.

If the people of Jin Yang are spared many hardships and live happily and peacefully because I recommended a good person, the joy and pride in my heart can probably compare to encountering an immortal fate.

So you doing your duty is not only for yourself, but also makes me feel better, which is the greatest reward for me."

"I understand!"

Duan Duan Yuhan's face was solemn, and he bowed to Xiao Yu again.

This time Xiao Yu avoided it and laughed: "Duan Laoshu has always been like this, which makes me feel very uncomfortable.

After parting tonight, I don't know when we will meet again; it's better for us to be natural and free."

After a pause, she asked proactively: "Before Duan Laoshu came to me, did you settle the affairs at home in Guangning Mansion? Do you want to leave a dream and see your relatives at home?"

Duan Duan Yuhan sighed and said: "No need, there's no one at home... I have a childhood friend named 'Sun Sun Desheng'; we were neighbors and classmates.

The people who killed me and Duan Guisheng were him and my wife.

Not Duan Guisheng's mother.

Duan Guisheng's mother died of illness early, and I remarried four years ago to the daughter of a shoemaker named Zhu in Kunde County.

That Zhu family was indeed as the matchmaker introduced, not only beautiful as a flower but also able to compose poetry, and had good martial arts talent, with a pretty 'Water-Avoiding Sword Technique.'

I hoped she would teach Duan Guisheng literature and martial arts, and also keep the house safe.

But she had a Bodhisattva face and a snake-scorpion heart, actually hooking up with Sun Sun Desheng behind my back.

Sun Sun Desheng tricked me into going out for business with Duan Guisheng, harmed us at Sancha Ridge, returned to Guangning Mansion, and occupied my property and wife... sigh, Zhu family and him worked together, first sending my family business to Sun Sun Desheng secretly, and then openly remarrying him.

My Duan family elders wanted to intervene, but could only save the ancestral house and sacrificial fields."

"Duan Laoshu Duan is now a Guan Chenghuang, go back and sue her; can the Guangning Mansion Guan Chenghuang reject your face?" Xiao Yu said angrily.

Duan Duan Yuhan's expression was complex, saying: "A few days ago, a ghost god surnamed Song from the underworld found me and Duan Guisheng, and I complained to him about my grievances.

Lord Song laughed and told me that my affairs had already been handled properly by Judge Zhang, so I didn't need to worry at all.

I asked who Judge Zhang was, and Lord Song said Judge Zhang is the General Judge of the West Shu Underworld, the superior of all City Gods in the West Shu territory.

I personally went to pay respects to Judge Zhang.

Judge Zhang is a kind person; he held my hand and comforted me, saying that Sun Sun Desheng and Zhu family had already been beaten 120 boards by the Guangning Guan Chenghuang and had to wear a cangue for half a year.

Within two years, they will definitely die of illness and hunger in misery, their bones thrown in the wilderness, and in the next life, they will become pigs and dogs..."

He had little joy of revenge on his face, only a trace of reluctance and confusion.

"Father..." Duan Guisheng touched Duan Duan Yuhan lightly, then reached out to point behind him.

Duan Duan Yuhan looked back and sighed: "Miss Yu, although it's still early before dawn, you have quite a few guests tonight.

Hmm, many gods were canonized tonight, and other ghosts and gods are waiting to see you; Duan Guisheng and I have to go... if there is a chance, you must come to Jin Yang; you must remember!"

He called out earnestly, his figure gradually fading and dissipating.

Before completely dissipating, he and Duan Guisheng bowed to Xiao Yu again.

Xiao Yu hadn't had time to feel melancholy when a group of "warblers and swallows" walked over from afar.

More than twenty girls, wearing solemn skirt clothes, could not hide the dust of the wind and dust on their bodies.

"Bi Tao pays respects to the benefactor; the benefactor did not care about the humble background of the lowly concubine and bestowed great kindness upon the lowly concubine; the lowly concubine will never forget the benefactor's kindness."

"Benefactor pitied the tragic fate of my sisters and sought the position of underworld god for us; we are grateful and kowtow to you."

Many of them made Xiao Yu feel familiar.

She could even call out the names of the two leaders: Little Jin Gui and Bi Tao, the top courtesans of the Red Sleeve Workshop.

"Sisters, don't perform such grand gifts, and don't say things like 'lowly concubine' or 'humble'."

"I am in the Teaching Workshop with you; if you belittle yourselves, aren't you dragging me down too?"

"Dare not!" The girls waved their hands repeatedly and said hurriedly: "Benefactor is different from us; without the benefactor, we would be mud in the gutter; now that we have received the benefactor's pity, we have become gods we never dared to think of in the past."

Xiao Yu smiled and waved her hand, saying: "Alright, don't be polite with me. If you are truly grateful to me, promise me one condition—from now on, be good gods, protect the common people, and don't use divine power to do evil."

Speaking of this, Xiao Yu slightly activated the Fierce Tiger Divine Intent, her tone carrying some killing intent, and said coldly: "Canonization is just the beginning of your divine path, and the future is still long.

I could canonize you as ghost gods before, and I can also slash you with one blade now and in the future.

If I know you have behaviors that corrupt morality or oppress the people, I will not let you go."

"Remember the benefactor's teaching!" The crowd bowed again, and Bi Tao also said solemnly: "Our lives were cheap when we were alive, and we have this opportunity after death, which is hard to encounter a second time in eternity; we will only cherish it more and will never dare to ruin our own good fortune."

"Hmm, never forget what you said today."

Xiao Yu nodded and let them disperse.

Bi Tao and Jin Gui were not the last batch of ghosts and gods to see her.

Just as the girls left, a beam of golden light descended from the sky.

"Yu Little Fengxian pays respects to the Divine Mace Taibao!" This time it was Xiao Yu's turn to kneel and bow.

Because the visitor was Zhang Zhang Lingguan of the Donghuang Taiyi Dao.

The Divine Mace Taibao was not one person; standing on his left and right were two fierce ghost gods.

Not only did they look fierce, but they were also surrounded by gray-black resentment energy.

The momentum was quite powerful, making Xiao Yu's hair stand on end, and she instinctively activated the Fierce Tiger Divine Intent to resist.

"Little bitch, return my life~~~"

The female ghost with disheveled hair on the left opened her claws, which were three inches long, wanting to pounce and kill Xiao Yu.

"Dog Sha barbarian, you ruined my immortal path, you are so ruthless~~" the iron tower-like tall man roared with resentment.

"Stop, this Zhang Lingguan is here; you wild gods dare to be presumptuous!"

Zhang Zhang Lingguan roared, like an adult giant hitting a three-year-old child, grabbed the female ghost, and squeezed hard, causing feces and intestines to fly everywhere.

The other hand raised the divine mace and knocked on the heads of the three male ghosts one by one, "Bang, bang, bang!"

The male ghosts' heads exploded into a ball of black smoke like watermelons hit by a Barrett sniper rifle.

All four fierce ghosts wailed miserably.

Zhang Zhang Lingguan said: "Yu Little Fengxian, I came to find you tonight for two things. First, as you can see, the four immortals who assassinated Daoist Qingsong were canonized by you.

They hate you to the bone, but you don't need to worry, and you don't need to be afraid of their family and friends taking revenge.

Later, I will personally take them to give dreams to their respective closest relatives, and they must not take action against you.

If anyone dares to disobey, I will be like this..."

The Divine Mace Taibao raised his right hand, letting Xiao Yu see clearly the Red Whisk Immortal he was squeezing into a human shape in his palm.

"Thank you, Taibao, for clearing the aftermath for me." Xiao Yu showed an expression of gratitude, and bowed again.

She wasn't sure if this method could stop those who came to seek revenge on her, but it definitely had some effect.

At least the disciples and closest relatives of these four would not take action personally.

"Second thing, you just saw it; 28 wind and dust women in the Red Sleeve Workshop had their fates rewritten directly by you.

Your move of using the Investiture of the Gods list to harvest the souls of the four immortals who assassinated Daoist Qingsong was a smart and capable move.

The Great Qin court acknowledged it and even planned to reward you again.

But you unauthorizedly used the Investiture of the Gods list to canonize Bi Tao, Jin Gui, and the others; that is a crime of seeking personal gain, which is not acknowledged by Great Qin.

Fortunately, you made a great contribution in the Red Sleeve Workshop assassination case, so the merits and demerits cancel out; you have no crime and no merit.

Are you convinced?"

Great Qin's punishments were as famous as Great Qin's military merit system.

There was a saying that the military merits earned by Qin people were all prepared to offset punishments.

Xiao Yu was not convinced and shouted: "Bi Tao, Jin Gui, and the others shouldn't have died miserably. Since they were implicated, it was Heaven's will, and their being lucky enough to be canonized was naturally due to opportunity."

"Nonsense! The assassination case was provoked by five Western immortals; why should Great Qin pay for their opportunities?

If they felt unwilling and had resentment in their hearts, they should have blamed the Western immortals and gone to the underworld to sue!

And there were many dead at the scene; why did you specifically canonize them?

It was purely out of selfishness."

Seeing Xiao Yu still looking indignant and intending to say more, the Divine Mace Taibao shouted, forcefully kneading the Red Whisk Immortal in his hand, again causing meat paste and feces to fly everywhere, "The Divine Mace enforces the law, upright and unselfish; are you still not convinced?"

Xiao Yu forced a laugh: "I have always been convinced; just now it was purely a discussion of official business."

"I am busy with official business and have no time to talk nonsense with you."

The Divine Mace Taibao gave a low shout, "Go!"

The four ghost gods turned into four black smokes and followed a beam of golden light, disappearing at the end of the sky.

"Wait until this lady learns immortal methods and achieves the immortal Dao; I must use the spell to drive gods to torment you severely!"

Xiao Yu had also been inquiring about the information of the Divine Mace Taibao these past few days.

Even in the Central Kingdom, the Divine Mace Taibao only had faith and temples in the territory of the Donghuang Taiyi Dao, and not all Qin people knew him.

In the West Sand Domain tens of thousands of miles away, not a single person had heard of the name "Divine Mace Taibao."

But Xiao Yu understood the meaning of the Daoist Zhang Lingguan.

Simply put, it was the double-flower red stick of the Daoist sect.

The main cultivation in this world is longevity; becoming an immortal is to jump out of reincarnation and be free, unlike some fantasy worlds where combat power is the main cultivation, where a Jin Dan must suppress a Foundation Establishment, and a Nascent Soul boss must be stronger than a Jin Dan.

A high realm does not equal strong combat power.

Many immortal Dao "majors" have no combat power at all, such as sitting in meditation, descending to the truth, inviting immortals to support the luan, divination, etc., which do not involve combat themselves, but require powerful strength to protect the Dharma and the Dao.

Thus, there were Daoist Zhang Lingguan.

Zhang Lingguan mainly cultivates combat power, exists in the form of true spirit after death, enjoys the incense of the Daoist sect, and is summoned by Daoist disciples using talismans or spells to fight.

So if Xiao Yu also enters the Daoist sect, she doesn't need to learn high-level Dao methods; as long as she obtains the qualifications, she can use talismans to drive Zhang Lingguan.

By then, she would often summon the Divine Mace Taibao to "discuss official business."

"Yu~~ Feng~~ Feng Xian, Yu~~ Feng~~ Feng Xian~~~"

After the Divine Mace Taibao left, Xiao Yu thought the "Ghost God Meeting" tonight was over.

But just as she returned to the Little Pavilion and hadn't lain back on the bed, a resentful call accompanied by gusts of cold wind rolled into the house.

"Who is it?"

Xiao Yu only felt a bit irritable and not half-afraid.

"Yu Little Fengxian, Yu Little Fengxian~~~"

Two balls of emerald ghost fire drifted over from the back courtyard wall, fell into the courtyard, and said resentfully to Xiao Yu: "Why didn't you canonize me as a god? Why did you canonize those bitches and not me?!"

Xiao Yu hooked her finger at the ghost fire and said: "Come closer, let me take a good look at your twisted and deformed ghost face, or just report your name and origin; I really can't identify your identity from the ghost screams."

The ghost soul really moved closer a few steps, bringing that twisted, deformed face full of hatred and unwillingness to Xiao Yu's face, only half a meter away.

"Uh, could you be Senior Sui Lei Yuanzi?" Xiao Yu scratched the back of her head and probed: "Or, you spray two mouthfuls of Samadhi True Fire for me to see; I really can't recognize you just by looking at your face."

"It is me; I am Sui Lei Yuanzi! My status is noble; I am an immortal guest hired by the Prince of Qinghe; why didn't you canonize me as a god?"

Sui Lei Yuanzi actually opened his mouth and spat out a string of green-and-red flames.

As thick as a little finger and as long as a chopstick.

Sensing the "Sui Lei Yuanzi Extermination Method" that had long been logged out being reactivated, Xiao Yu's expression became very strange.

"Senior Sui Lei Yuanzi, you are an immortal guest hired by the Prince of Qinghe, and you are also loyal to West Shu and Great Qin; you should go find them!" Xiao Yu advised.

Sui Lei Yuanzi said resentfully: "You think the Prince of Qinghe and the Red Sleeve Workshop are the same, anyone can enter, enter as they please?"

Xiao Yu's eyes flashed, she bowed respectfully, and said: "Please enlighten me, sir, why can't I go find the Prince of Qinghe?"

"The Red Sleeve Workshop is a brothel, the filthiest place in the world; immortals cover their noses and pass by, gods disdain to look at it more, ghosts and gods and demons often haunt it, and gods and immortals don't care. The Prince of Qinghe is a noble.

Even ordinary government offices have door gods guarding the door, duty gods patrolling the courtyard, Day-Roaming Gods and Night-Roaming Gods managing the treasury, and Kitchen Gods preventing evil spirits from sneaking in—every place in the government office has gods guarding it, and ghosts and gods are hard to get close to.

Nobles are even more extraordinary, and there may even be heavenly generals protecting them personally, with all evils not invading.

I am a mere ghost from the underworld; how can I go see the Prince of Qinghe?"

At this moment, although Sui Lei Yuanzi had recovered some reason, he had completely lost the cultivation and temperament he had when he was alive, and had quite a trend of falling into a fierce ghost and resentful soul.