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Chapter 566 Father and Son Game
The young master was sitting upright in... Baiyue Pavilion!
He was accompanied by the white fox and... the girls from various families in Xieliu Lane.

Miao Yu and Zhu Zhanlei stood on either side of him.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and not long after the young master arrived in Champa, Zhu Zhanlei and Miao Yu, a pair of noble young men from Champa, approached him.

The young master initially didn't think much of the two of them.

What level is it?

You don't actually think that all the "major surnames" in the Ming Dynasty are of the same level, do you?

But the young master only maintained his composure for a day before he became so bored he felt like he was going to grow hair.

He wasn't familiar with Champa, so he asked Xu Yuan for help, but Master Xu was too busy to pay him any attention.

So the young master decided to give these two a chance.

So the two led the young master into Xieliu Lane, where he immediately assigned them the worthless identity of "confidant".

Zhu Zhanlei was more enthusiastic than Miao Yu.

Miao Yu belongs to the type of second-generation rich kid who still has some ambition.

Zhu Zhanlei had long ago decided that his life's ambition was to eat, drink, and have fun.

Therefore, Zhu Zhanlei must cling to the young master's coattails. This way, he can not only use his position in Jiaozhi to gain influence, but he might also be able to broaden his horizons in Beidu in the future!

There's something very important tonight, but these three playboys—mainly the young master—are having an affair with Baihu and are definitely coming to Baiyue Pavilion for drinks tonight.

He also took all the girls from other families in Xieliu Lane as his concubines.

There was originally a tacit rule in Xieliu Lane that girls were not allowed to visit each other's homes.

To outsiders, the girls in Xieliu Lane are all equal.

Even though the white fox's business was the best, the other girls were not convinced.

But if the girls visit each other and compare them side by side... then you'll probably be able to tell who's better.

So when the young master said he wanted to play like this today, everyone was in a difficult position.

They refused repeatedly.

But who is the young master?
You're being ungrateful, aren't you?

So after revealing their identities slightly, the girls from each family disregarded everything else, dressed up in their finest attire, and flew into the White Moon Pavilion, radiating beauty.

Zhu Zhanlei ran around taking care of everything, diligently arranging everything.

Then--

The young master personally went to invite Aunt Jiang over.

The young master always believed that while having fun is fine, safety should always come first.

In Jiaozhi, I only felt safe when Aunt Jiang was by my side.

Aunt Jiang was helpless. "I have to be here today. There's something very important."

If this is done wrong, every household in Champa will be dressed in white!
Aunt Jiang is the title for the young master; ordinary people are not qualified to call a second-rate person "aunt".

Outsiders all respectfully address Aunt Jiang as "Yingqiu Gong".

But Aunt Jiang truly doted on the young master, after all, she had watched him grow up.

Let them do whatever they want.

Grandpa Luo also came along.

Grandpa Luo showed no sign of discomfort in this setting.

When he was young, Mr. Luo was quite the ladies' man, frequenting various brothels in Beijing.

He has never married. Over the years, the most famous courtesans in the "Eight Great Buildings" of Beidu have changed more than a dozen times, but Old Master Luo is still the most popular old patron among them.

This is not only because the old man is generous; the old man is still as vigorous as ever!

The Duke's mansion has several experts in calculus. Old Master Luo's level may not be the highest, but why does the young master always like to bring Old Master Luo with him?
It is said that they were drawn to the "secret recipe" in the old man's possession.

There is another commendable aspect to Mr. Luo.

The girls who had been intimate with him in the Eight Mansions, if they didn't find a good husband in the end, were taken out and cared for by the old man after they grew old and lost their beauty.

The old man had four houses in Beidu specifically for housing these girls.

Many people in Beidu know that when they need to "calculate" something, as long as they have enough money, they can go to Luo Benhua.

The old man is short of money.

But tonight, the old white horse of the pleasure quarters, the old master Luo, whose eyes were not on those pretty girls.

Xu Yuan had previously asked him to recalculate the bitterness of the aggrieved party because Master Xu had guessed that in the battle against the aggrieved party, the aggrieved party would most likely launch an attack in advance, using the bitterness of the bitterness of the bitterness to harm innocent people.

We need to find a way to cut off the victim's "law".

When the old man calculated it, he thought it was "strange".

He knew his calculation was correct; what was strange was how easily he had figured it out!
The old man had thought it would be even more difficult than figuring out the whereabouts of the victim.

The old man later checked the calculations several more times in private, and the results confirmed that there was no problem.

Moreover, each verification calculation was completed without much effort.

Even tonight, the old man still can't understand how it could have been so easy.

Aunt Jiang is a pill refiner.

She sat upright on the rooftop, seemingly accepting the smog below as a sign of "out of sight, out of mind."

As the crickets in the jar in her arms died with a pitiful cry, she turned around, politely cupped her hands, and said, "I respectfully request the City God to appear."

A moment later, Lu Chenghuang appeared outside Baiyue Pavilion, holding a celestial stone in his hand, which was the one that Lord Xu had lent him.

Even when facing a second-rate person, Lu Chenghuang was extremely polite: "Greetings, Lord Yingqiu."

However, Lu Chenghuang couldn't help but glance down into the courtyard.

There are so many pretty girls down there; there aren't this many beautiful female ghosts gathered together in the underworld.

Aunt Jiang's face flushed slightly. Forcing herself not to think about those embarrassing things, she said to City God Lu, "Please, City God, open the 'Divine Firmament'."

"No problem." This was all arranged by Xu Yuan.

Lu Chenghuang waved his golden seal, and layers of thin golden light shone upwards, like a pen or a brush. With a sweep and a flick in the air, a special space appeared.

“Shenxiao” is not “Lingxiao”.

Shenxiao is a more special space.

Countless lines of various colors float among them, some extremely long, eventually disappearing without a trace.

More often, there are broken lines, long and short, drifting irregularly, sometimes intertwined, sometimes scattered.

Although this space was presented to everyone, it gave people a more ethereal, distant, and untouchable feeling than "Lingxiao".

This "Divine Firmament" seems to cover the entire mortal world, but it also seems to cover more than just the mortal world.

All that could be seen was this part of Champa.

In the city below, there were also some illusory thin lines of various colors, drifting and rising, and entering the divine sky.

But these fine lines also give people a feeling that they are completely untouchable and elusive in the mortal world.

"Shenxiao" is a place where incense, faith, and karmic obstacles converge.

Living beings are not to be touched.

Even the City God could only rely on his status and the foundation of the City God Temple to illuminate the void and see this space.

However, they were unable to set foot in it.

The reason why Lu Chenghuang could see Shenxiao was because he himself had a temple, and within the entire system, he was the object of a certain part of the faith.

In other words, some people "believe" in him.

Only those beings connected to Shenxiao can find Shenxiao.

Because they receive faith from the divine realm.

However, now that Lu Chenghuang is in a rather pitiful state, no one really "believes" him.

None of the "fine threads" from Shenxiao have yet fallen into his City God Temple.

Aunt Jiang then called out to those below, "Luo Benhua, get to work!"

Grandpa Luo responded and quickly came up.

The young master and the others below stared wide-eyed at Shenxiao above, eager not to miss the excitement.

These are all things I can brag about when I return to Beidu in the future.

His eyes were fixed on the ground, and he didn't even look at the girls around him.

But the young master's two hands were still firmly pressed on the thighs of the white fox and the other girl beside him.

No delay.

After Old Master Luo came up, he pulled out a stack of manuscript papers from his sleeve, then shook them in the wind, and the papers flew up like butterflies.

It was covered with numbers, symbols, formulas, and so on.

The manuscript then spontaneously combusted. The paper burned completely, but the calculations on it remained.

With the young master's level of understanding, he naturally couldn't comprehend these things, but he could intuitively see that these "calculations" formed a structure similar to a "sieve," blocking the path between "Champa" and "Shenxiao."

The result calculated by Grandpa Luo was:
Those who suffer from the bitterness of the victim have, in effect, planted a seed of faith in the victim in their hearts.

When the victims build a temple, this faith is awakened.

Then it quickly "took root and sprouted".

As long as this faith is directed towards the suffering people, the suffering people can take whatever they want from them.

So, as long as all the "possibilities" are calculated, and all beliefs are intercepted using one's own "algorithm" so that they cannot be directed towards the aggrieved party, then the problem is solved.

The huge "sieve" in the young master's eyes was the faith screening conducted by Master Luo using an algorithm on all those in Champa who had eaten bitter herbs.

Aunt Jiang was stationed in Zhancheng for two reasons, firstly because the young master was in the city, and Aunt Jiang would definitely stay by his side.

Rather, it was because Aunt Jiang's "fire" incorporated a special kind of flame during the "fire refining" process at the fourth level, which had some effect on faith.

So if something unexpected happens to Grandpa Luo, Aunt Jiang can still salvage the situation.

Lu Chenghuang looked at Old Master Luo with some unease, reminding him not to clash with the algorithm in the future.

These people are up to no good!
With everything prepared, everyone waited quietly.

The three young masters didn't wait long before they became somewhat impatient.

Then the hands started to get restless again, making the white fox giggle and laugh coquettishly, and they both had a lot of fun.

Aunt Jiang's face was ashen.

Of course, she recognized the evil spirit at first glance.

But she also knew the young master very well—she absolutely couldn't tell him. If she did, good heavens, the young master would be even more excited!
Perhaps even after the aggrieved party's matter is resolved, he will still be attached to this vixen and refuse to leave, which would delay His Majesty's important affairs.

Before they knew it, dawn broke, and the city gradually became lively.

Suddenly, I saw many people doing things, and a sudden pang of bitterness struck my heart.

This "bitterness" is like water, quickly flooding the heart and stirring up all the misery of this life!

They stood motionless, their eyes filled with tears, feeling that they would never find liberation in this life! Inside the White Moon Pavilion, the young master and the others were astonished to see thousands upon thousands of thin lines drifting from all over the city, rising slowly and leading to the "Divine Firmament" above their heads.

Many floated past them, and when they tried to catch them, they couldn't grasp anything.

But as those thin threads passed through them, they clearly had a significant impact on their emotions.

Miao Yu and Zhu Zhanlei, amidst this scene of revelry, felt a surge of sorrow welling up from the depths of their hearts.

Even the young master felt a pang of sadness.

The young master was utterly perplexed: "I've lived a life of luxury since I was a child, getting whatever I wanted and doing whatever I wanted. Where has all the suffering come from in my life?"

He waved his hand, shooing the thin threads away from him: "This is definitely not a good thing!"

All the fine threads were left behind when they reached Grandpa Luo's "sieve".

As these fine threads accumulated, the sieve became so tight that not a single one leaked through!
Even Aunt Jiang and City God Lu, who were standing to the side, couldn't help but praise, "Excellent!"

Grandpa Luo then became very proud of himself.

The "calculation" that makes up this sieve is naturally Mr. Luo's masterpiece.

It is truly remarkable that a third-rate algorithm could intercept all the "faith" of second-rate victims without any leakage.

But that smug expression froze on his face in an instant.

Then the expression faded, and he became embarrassed and ashamed.

At first, Mr. Luo just thought it was "strange": the aggrieved party's method was so easily solved by his calculations.

At that time, his attention was focused on this point of doubt.

Now that Aunt Jiang and City God Lu have praised it, Old Master Luo, in his moment of triumph, suddenly realized: Such a high level of calculation should not have been so easily completed by me!
Do you think I don't know my own level?!
The matter concerning the victim's method seemed abnormal from the very beginning!
"Someone secretly helped me!"

"Moreover, it was done so skillfully that, despite my suspicions, I couldn't find the slightest clue!"

“Who is it?!”

Old Master Luo was wary, but when he looked up and saw that the "sieve" had still firmly sifted through the faith of all the victims, he breathed a sigh of relief: "At least there's no malice involved."

Champa originally had a population of about 200,000.

After Xu Yuan arrived, incidents of evil spirits harming people decreased significantly.

After Dafu arrived, the number of evil spirits roaming the city at night decreased significantly.

As a result, the city gradually prospered, attracting a large influx of people from other places.

There are now approximately 300,000 people.

The victims have already sown the seeds of bitterness in the hearts of 20% of the population.

That's roughly 60,000 people!
Thin threads kept drifting in from all over the city, and soon the entire White Moon Pavilion was filled with these blackish-gray threads that made one's mouth water.

Aunt Jiang glanced at it and estimated, "That's about right..."

Suddenly, dozens of thin threads floated in from the city.

Similar to the previous ones, but clearer and with deeper colors.

"Huh—" Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

Lu Chenghuang saw through the clues and said, "These people have a stronger and more steadfast faith. It seems that they are not simply suffering the consequences of the aggrieved party's actions, but rather they are the subordinates of the aggrieved party who were already in the city."

These thin threads drifted towards "Shenxiao" and, unexpectedly, were not stopped by the "sieve." They drifted into Shenxiao with ease!

"Ah!" Everyone was shocked, but that wasn't all. Lu Chenghuang and Aunt Jiang vaguely sensed that something, along with those dozens of thin threads, had entered Shenxiao!
"Not good!" Aunt Jiang and Lu Chenghuang shouted. Just as they were about to take action, Miao Yu below suddenly called out, "You two don't need to worry about it."

"Hmm?" Aunt Jiang and Lu Chenghuang looked down at Miao Yu.

The two looked puzzled, their eyes filled with intense doubt and scrutiny.

Miao Yu suddenly felt as if two mountains were pressing down on him. He had been sitting perfectly fine in the chair, with a girl in his arms.

Instantly, it slid under the table with a whoosh!
He and the girl fell together.

The bowls, plates, and cups on the table clattered and crashed all over the floor.

Miao Yu, disregarding everything else, hurriedly explained, "Xu Yuan asked me to tell you two that you don't need to worry about these things."

As long as we can block the faith of those innocent people in front of us, we can stand idly by no matter what else happens!

Aunt Jiang and Lu Chenghuang withdrew their gazes, but the doubts in their hearts did not disappear.

Zhu Zhanlei, who was standing to the side, was also puzzled: "Did Lord Xu... instruct you? Why didn't he tell me?"

The young master sat down next to Miao Yu, reached out and pulled him up, taking the opportunity to pinch and grope the girl in his arms.

Miao Yu was still a bit disheveled, patting the wine and food juices off his clothes. He glanced at Zhu Zhanlei and said, "Xu Yuan said you're unreliable."

"Hey!" Zhu Zhanlei exclaimed, then touched his forehead: "He's surprisingly good at judging people."

Aunt Jiang thought for a moment and said, "Fine, since Xu Yuan has said so, we'll leave it at that."

They came to Champa to help Xu Yuan, and they did whatever their master told them to do.

However, both Aunt Jiang and Lu Chenghuang were puzzled: What was that thing that had slipped in just now?
However, the two had slightly different focuses in their doubts:

Aunt Jiang was surprised: this thing had been able to hide in the side without me noticing it, so it must be at least second-rate!

What shocked Lu Chenghuang was: what could possibly slip into Shenxiao?

Shenxiao is isolated from living beings. Inside, there are only incense offerings, faith, merits, and karmic obstacles. What can one do inside?
The young master cheekily brought his hand to his nose, sniffing the lingering fragrance on his fingers, and chuckled, "Alright, let's continue our fun and drinking!"

Xu Yuan will take care of everything else.

As for me, young master, I was never born to be a busy and worrisome person.

……

By the water's edge, the aggrieved party scoffed at Xu Yuan's explanation:

"A frog at the bottom of a well, arrogantly speaking of the heavens!"

"Is my law so easily broken?"

He then pointed at Banlan Gong and said, "Don't even mention that Aunt Jiang you mentioned; she's just a second-rate person. Even if you add that second-rate person to the list, she still can't break my spell!"

But Xu Yuan was very certain.

Because the mastermind behind this whole affair wasn't Xu Yuan himself, but his father, Xu Huanyang.

Most of the ancestors in Hegong Lane have returned from the road to the underworld.

But they all relied on various secret methods, or like "Uncle Chen" and his four families, they lay in coffins.

Or perhaps, like those even more ancient ancestors, they would inhabit the shadow puppet of a donkey, lying inside that box.

There is only one person like his father who can return from the underworld in such a blatant manner and still wander around the mortal world!
So Xu Yuan thought: My dad must be incredibly awesome!
Xu Huanyang used eight paper beauties to scare his filial son last time, but of course, it wasn't just for the sake of scaring him.

In fact, it was an implication to Xu Yuan: I am here.

But Xu Huanyang wouldn't just give a hint and leave it at that; you'll have to guess what else is going on.

What if the father and son are not on the same wavelength and have a misunderstanding?
This is a very important matter, so we must coordinate well and discuss all the details carefully.

Xu Huanyang then appeared in Xu Yuan's dream—after seeing the eight paper beauties before, the son realized that the one who appeared in the dream was really his father and not some strange being.

That's why Xu Yuan secretly told Miao Yu not to worry about the last few believers who came.

The fact that Old Master Luo could easily and accurately calculate the "sieve" was all due to Xu Huanyang's secret efforts.

Xu Huanyang is not only a craftsman but also a magician; he also cultivates "algorithms"!
His level is even higher than Robben's.

Otherwise, how would Xu Huanyang have had the confidence to scheme against Master Ruan!
The aggrieved party spoke so loudly that even the Banlan Duke of the "Banlan Ghost Army Mansion" felt a little guilty.

But Xu Yuan remained calm and composed, standing in mid-air on his fiery wheels to confront the aggrieved party: "Fine, just wait and see if you don't believe me."

In just a moment, the victim's expression changed.

Where is the overwhelming faith that should be flowing in for this lord?

It's been so long, why hasn't there been any movement at all?

Xu Yuan, hands on his hips, laughed: "How about it?"

The aggrieved man's mind raced, but his face remained calm as he pointed to his large ship: "Ignorant brat! Look at my temple, isn't it already erected!"

Banlan Gong and Xu Yuan then turned to look at his large ship.

A rumbling sound emanated from the large ship, and it shook as if something was about to happen.

But after shaking a few times, it stopped.

Xu Yuan and Banlan Gong then turned around with a sneer and said to the aggrieved party, "Where's your temple...?"

Where are the victims?!

The spot where the victim was standing was now empty!

Even the sea of ​​suffering in this world is no longer needed; the aggrieved one has escaped using some kind of trickery!
Xu Yuan cried out, realizing that he had just used such childish methods to kill the broker.

In less than fifteen minutes, the victim actually pulled the same trick on him!
And yet, it actually turned out to be a success!

Xu Yuan glanced sideways at Banlan Gong: "Old Master, a second-rate man, actually fell for such a ridiculous trick?"

Banlan Gong blushed and forced himself to say, "He's only second-rate. If he really wants to leave, we can't stop him."

As he spoke, he lowered his head, his old eyes darting left and right, appearing very guilty.

Xu Yuan couldn't tell for a moment whether this old man had truly fallen into a trap and let the victim escape unnoticed, or whether he deliberately let him go because he didn't want to fight the victim to the death.

However, Xu Yuan was also well aware that if Banlan Gong did not exert all his strength, he would indeed not be able to keep the aggrieved party.

"Never mind..." Xu Yuan waved his hand.

Fortunately, my father had anticipated this.

When Xu Huanyang entered Xu Yuan's dream, he had already told him: the victim should be able to escape.

My son, do not worry, your father has made arrangements!
Xu Yuan stepped onto the fire wheel and headed towards the large ship.

The aggrieved party cannot take the big ship with him; this ship is his temple, where he has prepared for decades and left behind countless accumulations!
……

At a canal dock dozens of miles away, a laborer who carried heavy loads all day suddenly burst into tears of anguish.

He dropped the sack he was carrying, turned and ran away, wiping away tears as he ran.

The foreman roared, "Yao Si, what's wrong with you? I'm deducting half of your wages for today!"

But Yao Si really did run away without a trace.

The foreman didn't see it; as he ran, his expression changed, and he already looked like a victim.

He stepped off the dock, checked his bearings, and was filled with resentment: "I still have a chance to rise again!"

Over the years, he has accumulated a lot of "favors" by constantly sending money and gifts.

Their own abilities are still there. By leveraging these connections, it will only take a few more decades to successfully establish a temple.

As I was walking, I suddenly heard a voice: "It's been many years, but the aggrieved party still looks as dashing as ever."

The aggrieved man tensed up and turned to look. He saw an old scholar walking down the path beside him.

Victim: "Mr. Wenqi?"

His expression changed again: "You—when did you become a second-rate person?"

Mr. Wenqi chuckled, but his eyes were icy cold: "Of course... when I decide to kill you!"

(End of this chapter)