Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 596

Chapter 596: Chapter 596

The marginal comments made with a cinnabar pen, written in such large characters, each word imbued with intense seriousness, conveyed a single, unambiguous message throughout: you must do this, and if you don’t, the consequences will be dire.

And now you’re telling me that all that stuff is just nonsense?

Yang Fan’s brain crashed for quite a while, and he nearly didn’t snap out of it.

"You mean, I could completely disregard those things, and it wouldn’t matter, right?" Yang Fan asked.

Mr. Fan scoffed, "Completely ignoring them might still lead to some consequences—after all, persisting in wrongdoing will ultimately bring about one’s demise. But you should not take those things too seriously; it’s enough to be aware they exist."

"Among those maxims, the most crucial one is to avoid acts that defy the natural order. Just pay a bit of attention to this—if you overdo it, divine retribution can indeed be real. As for the rest, a little bit of concern is sufficient."

"What about indiscriminate killing or lacking virtue? We deal with the Mysterious; how can you judge whether they are benevolent or malevolent? You can only go by your own likes and dislikes, which is the only standard. Otherwise, our own lives would be in danger first."

"If a Mysterious shows you goodwill, you can consider it benevolent, whether to kill or not is up to you. But if a Mysterious harbors ill will towards you, then you best not hesitate—in that case, you’re right to take it down."

"Taking those maxims seriously, kid, you must be a fool."

Yang Fan’s face darkened: ...

At that moment, he felt an urge to punch someone.

"Old Master, to be honest, your line of work is not very newcomer-friendly. Some mentors are incredibly irresponsible. For something so important, surely you could’ve given me a heads-up, right? If I had known about this earlier, I wouldn’t have hesitated today. I would’ve charged in and started fighting without all that indecision about how to handle things," Yang Fan said dispiritedly.

He felt like his intelligence was being severely insulted.

He had treated those teachings as guiding principles, taken them seriously, only for them to treat him like an idiot.

It was too much, too excessive!

"Ah, this..." Mr. Fan gave an awkward laugh, "This is indeed my responsibility. As your semi-guide, I was somewhat negligent. But honestly, I never thought someone as impulsive as you would take those things to heart."

"That is quite inappropriate. No matter how I look at it, you don’t seem like someone who would follow the rules."

Yang Fan: ...

"Old Master, I think you might be a bit biased against me," Yang Fan said softly, "and also, I’m afraid of dying!"

"I have no prior experience with the knowledge addressed in that book. Being careful is never wrong, is it? I may have never eaten pork, but I’ve heard some about how this pig runs."

"Someone even ridiculed me asking which of the five defects and three deficiencies I have. If I were reckless and succumbed to any one of these, it would be worse than death. Based on this, Old Master, isn’t it right for me to be cautious?"

Mr. Fan fell silent for a moment before agreeing, "You’re quite correct in this thinking."

"Indeed, it is right for you to be cautious—better safe than sorry. Nevertheless, luck was on your side this time; encountering a Yin God willing to seek death and emerge unscathed is less likely than winning several million in a lottery."

"I’ve realized that as well," Yang Fan replied solemnly.

Although it seemed like he really could have killed that young girl.

His Inner Qi appeared to have grown much stronger after advancing.

"Old Master, I’ve already put my word out there. Can’t you just push back your bedtime and help me wrap this thing up?" Yang Fan said, as the geezer now started to act all arrogant, seeming a bit immovable.

"Alright, it’s possible, but I suddenly feel a bit hungry. Not sure if there’ll be time for a late-night snack later," Mr. Fan said nonchalantly.

Yang Fan chuckled.

At your age, you really shouldn’t be playing these games, should you?

"I’ll treat!" Yang Fan gritted his teeth, "There will definitely be time, order whatever you like, and there’ll be good wine too."

Upon hearing Yang Fan’s generous offer, the old master immediately said, "Good, then it’s settled. I’ll be there in about ten minutes, send me the location. I’ll be quick."

Yang Fan: ...

This grandpa is a real grandpa indeed.

Quite adorable in conduct, I must say.

After hanging up, Yang Fan sent the location to Mr. Fan and then walked out of the villa’s gate.

He had just seen Old Zhou and Duan Linlin seemed to have arrived.

Walking out the gate, sure enough, they were standing with Gao Yunshan, looking towards the villa, craning their necks.

Yang Fan approached them and took the lead, "The problem is almost sorted. I’ve called in some help to tie up loose ends."

"Fanzi, is it serious?" Old Zhou anxiously asked.

"I had some damn good luck; it doesn’t seem too serious for me, but the issue itself isn’t minor," Yang Fan said. "However, it’s been resolved pretty smoothly, no major troubles."

Old Zhou cautiously peeked in the direction of the villa and whispered to Yang Fan, "Fanzi, can you tell me what it actually was? What did it look like? Is it really like those things in the movies, with green faces and sharp teeth, looking particularly terrifying?"

"That... I think you’re better off not being curious. Knowing too much can be distressing, and you’ll be more likely to attract these things later on," Yang Fan said with a smile, shaking his head.

Old Zhou made a face, "I’m not exaggerating this time. If you end up with a disturbed spirit and all day long it’s either getting food stuck in your teeth or you’re forgetful, panicked, and losing your wits, then those things might take the opportunity to enter, and you’ll be too late to regret it."

"Stop being curious, but it’s definitely not as exaggerated as you think. Once it’s taken care of, this house will be clean. Then you can do whatever you want with it; there won’t be any issues," Yang Fan reassured.

Seeing this, Old Zhou reluctantly reined in his intense curiosity.

"Then I’ll stop asking. I’m not as fragile as you think," he muttered.

Duan Linlin still looked a bit worried, "Once it’s resolved, it’s completely taken care of, right?"

Yang Fan nodded, "You can rest assured, it’s on me to resolve."

"That’s great, as long as it’s dealt with, that’s all that matters. Otherwise, this house could become a constant worry for me," Duan Linlin smiled. "I was initially planning on dumping the problem on Old Zhou and then washing my hands of it, but now I don’t dare do that anymore."

"Lucky you didn’t go through with that, or I’d say the two of your fates would have been hanging by a thread," Yang Fan said lightly. "Moreover, you might have faced even bigger troubles, with your client’s issues possibly multiplied in your own life."

Duan Linlin looked sheepish, "I’m quite relieved too. Lucky you stopped me in time."