Using the antique trade as a cover to help Green Forest Dao launder goods, mainly dealing in âred goodsâ and âwhite goodsâ, rarely touching âyellow goodsâ and âblack goodsâ.
Chen Xing briefly introduced the background of the Lu Family, Bai Qi understood, the so-called red goods, are items involving murder and arson; white goods are grave goods unearthed from tomb digging;
While yellow goods mostly consist of treasures collected or passed down by families, primarily gold and silver; black goods have an unclean source, taboo, and might even be Court-transferred tea, salt, or birthday tributes, and the like.
The latter two, one deemed too insignificant for trading, the other too monstrous to bear.
The Lu Family naturally wouldnât dare to touch.
"Hearing you say that, Mr. Zhou Er indeed seems to be a fiend, coveting you brothers."
Chen Xing, worthy of being Ninghai Zenâs mentor, executed things cleanly without any delay, and after deciding, he straightforwardly said:
"I see the weather tonight is good, the moon is dark, winds are high, no rain, Master will deal with this person, saving you from long nights full of dreams!"
Kill now?
Wouldnât that be lacking technique...
Gazing at the imposing Master, Bai Qi quietly suggested:
"How about we set up a trap first and enforce the law while fishing? After all, this is County City, with a Daoist Official overseeing, if discovered, it might harm Masterâs reputation and damage the Inheritance Hallâs signboard."
Chen Xing, surprised, then nodded and said:
"On this point, youâre different from that wicked disciple, you consider things more thoroughly.
The Daoist Official overseeing, indeed deserves some consideration.
Good disciple, why donât you tell me how should we rid this harm?"
Bai Qi leaned closer, and whispered:
"I lure the one surnamed Zhou out, then kill him, cover with white cloth, and send to the Lu Family.
With my intent, I can capture his aura, enough to determine this person is not virtuous, at that time, tag him as a remnant of the White Sun Sect!"
Remnant of the White Sun Sect?
Chen Xingâs face turned strange, unable to resist saying:
"The White Sun Sect has always been forthright, how could it harbor such lowly individuals?"
Master, youâre confused!
The White Sun Sect is a major rebel group, what good could possibly be inside!
Bai Qi secretly criticized, but did not correct Masterâs misunderstanding, instead followed along:
"Anyway, just finding a pretext, Red County Divine Land has countless cults, the name of White Sun Sect is so grand, tagging it would surely be right."
Chen Xingâs face twitched, suddenly realizing, could it be that White Sun Sectâs notorious reputation was because it took too many unworthy blames?
Some utter nonsense like "Stealing Spiritual Hundred Cauldrons from Prefecture City Treasury", "Burning ten granaries"... all considered White Sun Sectâs doing!
"Master, what do you think?"
Bai Qi looked up and asked.
"Splendid."
Chen Xing nodded, his gaze deep:
"In my view, that Mr. Zhou Er must be from the White Sun Sect, and his status not low, belonging to the Protector kind.
Heard Zhi Xin Temple is capturing remnants of the White Sun Sect, if you deal with this person, itâd be a significant achievement!
Good disciple, your plan has indeed helped Master greatly."
Helped greatly?
Bai Qi scratched his head, could it be Master also wants advancement, aiming for a position at Zhi Xin Temple?
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At Long Lake Villa, suddenly Mr. Zhou Er felt a chill on his neck, he tightened his robe and pressed the slightly loose skin mask, thinking:
"This skin, ultimately lacking in some aspect, wonât last long, would need another exchange soon.
If I could find a skin with Four Cultivation achievements, it would last for a hundred years."
Mr. Zhou Er recalled todayâs appearance of Bai Qilang at He Mansion, and his Ah Di, that suppressed madness began to stir again.
"Abandon Great Compassion Supreme Saint, view the physical body as clothing, discard when used... this immortality method surely is good, but until one achieves Ghost Immortal, Divine Soul thoughts are easily clouded, forget who you are.
The physical body shouldnât be replaced too frequently..."
As he pondered, his unusually acute nasal perception suddenly captured a tempting rich aroma, causing inner hunger rumbling like thunder, akin to drums, with organs like a blood basin mouth wanting to devour something.
"This scent actually stimulated the âDao Thief Scriptureâ bestowed by Flesh Vajra!"
Mr. Zhou Er instantly felt his throat roll, his eyes emerging a green oily glow, drool dripping like a famished wild dog.
Despite feeling deep down he shouldnât approach, fearing deceit, yet the âDao Thief Scriptureâ he practiced delves in subtlety of food essence of the six viscera, once thought of eating, heâs unable to control himself.
"Flesh Vajra bestowed Magic Talisman to me! Even Four Cultivation Grandmasters close by would be difficult to kill..."
Mr. Zhou Erâs steps shifted, his eyes fully covered by green oily glow, headed straight for the source of that alluring aroma.