Chapter 754: with translation of chapter title

NO．123：Double the so-called villain role (meaning)

The 'horse clash' in 'horse clash southern evil' refers to those born in the Year of the Horse offending the clash on that day, while 'southern evil' is the definition of the direction.

Not just the zodiac sign.

In the era when horses were the main means of transportation, when people encountered horse clash southern evil, they would also avoid doing important matters, or take some actions to dispel the evil to resolve that vague misfortune.

It is worth mentioning that, in the field of primordial energy feng shui, evil energy does not have the property of spreading.

Misfortune spreading——that is the nonsense of superstitious people.

But excessive misfortune affecting others is also a natural consequence.

Fate itself is like a planet's gravity; excessive good fortune and excessive misfortune can easily swallow the surrounding moderate, small misfortunes and good fortunes.

Just like a tragic car accident, it not only takes away the owner of fate, but also injures fellow passengers and even people in vehicles behind.

And a big lottery win may extend to the fate owner's relatives and friends, even leading to the start of a certain story with a passerby.

Every interaction between people means that fate will also collide and intertwine.

Being guided, influenced, swept up——the development of fate is thus unpredictable; because we cannot see enough variables, we dare not rashly speak of prophecy or meddle with heavenly principles.

The further into the future, the harder it is to pin down; and precisely for this reason, the group of horse girls appears so anomalous—once they step onto the Saichang, they are fixed to a destiny node, which, although changeable, still sets them apart from the vast majority of biological groups, completely defying common sense.

But as a group that has been heavily intervened by deities, having this anomaly is reasonable.

Even the high relevance of their own concept to 'horses' is not surprising.

Related practitioners have long been accustomed to taking it into account, just as Xiao Lin Li Qi would say that horse girls are related to the horse concept in feng shui and are more effective than ordinary zodiac signs—this is a common association, but one that only locals would have.

Chao Cang Lu is obviously not a local.

He neither understands feng shui nor why one should pay attention to contact related to horse girls, and frankly, what does 'related to horse girls' even mean?

Isn't it everywhere?

Isn't Lin Dun Sang, as a horse girl trainer, also 'related to horse girls'? And does Jiemen District, as the starting point of horse girl culture, count?

Then doesn't the whole city need to pay attention?

And what exactly does 'pay attention' mean?

Without clarifying whether it means to stay away or approach, to be wary or welcome—the word 'pay attention' is too vague, isn't it?

From the foregoing trend, it can be seen that Chao Cang Lu is deeply troubled by the companions who speak in riddles.

But before he noticed this message, he had already been standing beside another horse girl trainer for sixteen minutes.

Sixteen minutes.

These were sixteen thrilling minutes.

During these sixteen minutes, they each experienced four near-slips, six near-collisions with running horse girls, three instances of drinks flying from roadside stalls, and even a rare—robbery incident in the western outer layer of Jiemen District.

All were narrow escapes, and they even cooperated tacitly with the horse girls on scene to apprehend the robber, earning applause from the crowd.

As newcomers from out of town, this was quite an excellent start, and it deepened their mutual friendship—Chao Cang Lu, a lifeform created with Ultraman Belial's genes, naturally possesses astonishing physical fitness, and Jié Méi Sī·Shǐ Dū Huá, though naturally plagued by misfortune, has thereby honed decent skills and alertness…… pleasant cooperation.

It was only sixteen minutes, yet the two of them were already on a first-name basis, and this is obviously not just because of the chaotic sixteen minutes.

Moreover, it's because misfortune isn't just James Stuart's.

——From the very beginning, the wrecked car flying from the accident had already made the trainer highly sensitive to the direction of misfortune realize: following the trajectory of that flying wreck, if he stood still he would be fine, but this young person would be hit.

Over the years he has continually encountered trivial mishaps like 'buying instant noodles without the seasoning packet' Category: Term, yet he has never brought lethal disaster upon others, and the 'arrows' of those unlucky events have always clearly pointed at him.

Thus, the moment he noticed this, he immediately realized: this misfortune was headed straight for this young person!

This is too harsh… Could it not be simple misfortune, but rather a design after offending someone?

When he turned back to grab the young person's wrist, wanting to save him a bit, at least to make the hospital trip less arduous, the other's sudden leap gave him a new realization:

He turned out not to be an ordinary person……

Then the level of this misfortune would also be downgraded to the rank of bad luck.

The man named Jié Méi Sī·Shǐ Dū Huá assigns levels to misfortune itself.

Category: Term, bad luck, calamity, and dire misfortune four-tier grading represents his life insights thus far, and he also believes that a person's fortune value constantly fluctuates, and that misfortune itself should be judged according to the individual's ability——

——For example, the collateral damage from a car accident, if he himself had to endure it, would be calamity——having to also use the medical discount he bought at the hospital, and lose two days of vacation, possibly getting out of the hospital just as the vacation ends, to start work.

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But for this young person, it's obviously not the case.

He can easily avoid this kind of harm; his physical fitness is far beyond ordinary.

A leap of several meters, not at the limit, with a calm expression, clearly falls into the category of Ascendant whose physical prowess can match that of horse girls.

Such danger can only be considered within the realm of bad luck for him, just like his everyday life.

But after subsequently interacting with him and inviting the obviously aimless him to travel together, James Stuart surprisingly realized——the other might be his own kind.

At least for today he counts as his kind.

"According to what you, Xiao Lu, say, it should be the evil energy theory in the feng shui almanac; you today cannot be considered stable, but Trainer Linton letting you go out for a walk, and merely telling you to pay attention to horse girl-related matters rather than stay away from them, indicates that this unstable state is not just misfortune, but possibly also good fortune."

"According to the discourse of feng shui, this is probably the so-called five elements regulation, right?"

"Eh? Jié Méi Sī·Shǐ Dū Huá Sang also knows feng shui?"

After hearing the newly acquainted elder seemingly clarify the riddles of the riddle-speakers in a few sentences, Chao Cang Lu found no fault in his heart, yet also felt a subtle sense.

How come it seems like only I don't understand?

"I just know a little," said James Stuart walking beside him, laughing embarrassedly, "Because I've had poor luck since childhood, I've had to learn and try many ways to turn my fortune, putting in considerable effort, but the result is just like now……"

He shrugged, pointed to the stain on his shoulder, shook the bandage on his wrist, and then with the finger bearing a band-aid, pointed to the likewise band-aid on his face.

Each embarrassing spot is proof of resisting misfortune.

And these embarrassing spots constantly rotate and refresh, proving the value of his name in the trainer chat room.

【I am maybe】

"This field is too profound; feng shui is even harder to understand."

Someone who truly lacks talent is not like Aomo, who has a foundation in source energy and can understand basic theory; rather, he, as an ordinary person, has found that his years of research have been of little help, and in the end he can only periodically go to a local 'fortune-changing' place to seek help.

Because of that constant misfortune, he didn't even dare to truly embark on the path of source energy cultivation, worrying that bad luck would increase as his abilities improved, and also fearing that the cultivation process might turn even small mishaps into great misfortune.

Content with his ordinary self and accustomed to ordinary mishaps, he unexpectedly trained himself to possess special skills, allowing him to touch upon the extraordinary among ordinary people.

This is enough to console himself.

He obviously also has his own optimistic side; otherwise he wouldn't have become a trainer, nor would he be pleased that his experience can be used to guide young people who at that time have the same worries.

However, the young man doesn't seem very patient, already shouting: "If it's really effective, why don't we go back together? James-san."

"The horse girl that Lin Dun-san called over looks like a professional; she should be able to help directly."

"Forget it; the feng shui way of changing luck emphasizes using different objects to neutralize and shift one's position, which is very troublesome—I don't like wearing all sorts of random junk…" James shook his head, "I believe you wouldn't like it either."

"……" Chao Cang Lu thought for a moment, then nodded.

"That's how it is, so let's continue together; we're going to the East District, where there's the God's Blessing Gospel Class and the Wastetime Association—do you prefer baptism or star‑blessing?"

"Huh? I don't really get it." Xiao Lu felt like he'd been stopped by a street‑corner preacher uncle.

The only difference is that his hometown has lots of weird little cults, but here it seems to be a big organization with genuine ability.

"Then let's go to the Wastetime Association first! I previously made plans with my assigned horse girl to go there to dispel misfortune—bringing you along works out perfectly for a three‑person set meal."

"No thanks… it must be expensive, right?"

"No problem, the three‑person set meal discount is pretty good—I still have four‑fifths of my monthly income left! Plus it guarantees at least half a month without misfortune. By the way, haven't I introduced you to my assigned horse girl yet?"

"…Indeed not." Xiao Lu said, not really interested either.

"Like that, then let me have a look."

Standing in the subway car, looking around at the citizens of the Boundary Gate District, his biggest impression was——everyone is so good‑looking, and their skin is so nice……

When a dense crowd comes into view and their outward styles are so obviously highlighted, even though he's a big boy who doesn't care much about appearance and isn't meticulous about grooming, he still notices this to some extent.

Wait, doesn't Lin Dun‑san and the girls under him count as a special group?

Yesterday, when he met up with Lin Dun‑san and then saw the girls who came to find him again, he was quite shocked—those girls, regardless of looks or figure, made him feel shy like a teenager.

Especially the girl named Xintiao Qian… that height, that size…… To be frank, how does Lin Dun‑san let her lie on his back without changing expression——his mentality is only that of a 22‑year‑old from his hometown, yet he also has a somewhat inflated sense of being the Crown Prince of the Belial Empire, and at one point he found himself puzzled by her.

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You see, that 5921‑year‑old Ultraman senior couldn't care less about these.

Sai Luo's biggest impression of this Earth and the Boundary Gate District is——damn it (can be translated as "his mother's"), where's my TV!

His second impression is——this world's solar charging is amazing!

And his third impression is——how exciting, these horse‑girl races!

After that come things like how the games are more fun than the Land of Light.

Alright, we can stop here—going further would probably start to get embarrassing.

Chao Cang Lu at the moment still didn't know any of this; he was just looking around, turning his head back, and then suddenly heard the person flipping through their phone speak up:

"Found it."

"This is my assigned horse girl, a cute little thing called Miyu. Xiao Lu, do you know the Western wedding custom of throwing rice?"

"Yeah, I think I've heard of that……"

Gazing at the black‑haired girl in the other person's phone photo, who always seems to be carrying a small blue‑rose hat, Chao Cang Lu unexpectedly didn't again sigh in his heart over the beauty of the world's girls; he merely stared dubiously at that figure.

"Is it an illusion? I always feel that Miyu‑san seems a bit afraid."

"Ah, this child has been reluctant to have her picture taken ever since I first met her, because some nasty little fellows around her spread the rumor that any photo of her turns into an unlucky photo."

"How could that be……"

Even to this day, there are still rumors and nasty remarks that make that girl constantly timid, such as saying she's a black‑blade villain or the like; those horse‑racing folks, whenever the outcome isn't to their liking, will freely slander and insult her, even using the horse‑girl's appearance and color scheme as material for their attacks.

Using her appearance and color scheme as material……

Looking at the little girl in the phone whose gaze is a little timid, Chao Cang Lu's eyes also feel somewhat complicated.