Wandering Gods of Day and Night
Chapter 313 - 202 Wuzuo Hall Master

Chapter 313: Chapter 202 Wuzuo Hall Master

Yun Ziliang had always known that the feng shui of East Market Street was peculiar. Even as a Dragon Seeking Heavenly Master, he couldn’t decipher the underlying secrets of this street.

"Ancestor, let me tell you, there’s more than just the East Mountain Fox Lady here. Other spirit monsters have fled to East Market Street too."

"So, quite a few of our neighbors have some extraordinary stories." Zhou Xuan thought of something but brushed it off with a smile, asking, "Why are you chasing down the Fox Lady?"

"I’m not sure of the specifics, but I heard from the hall master that she stole one of the treasures of our Dragon Seeking sect," Zhao Wuya replied.

"Since you can’t find the Fox Lady on the street, why not return to the sect and report back?"

Zhou Xuan urged Zhao Wuya to leave, but Zhao Wuya was reluctant. Insisting that since the East Mountain Fox Lady had been confirmed to still be on East Market Street, he would stay and keep watch. Over time, she was bound to make a mistake.

Of course, aimlessly wandering the streets daily wouldn’t do either; he would have to find a shop and do some business.

"What kind of business can you even run? Selling donkey meat sandwiches?" Zhou Xuan glanced at Zhao Wuya’s black donkey, which was braying loudly.

"We Dragon Seeking Taoists are skilled in feng shui and can occasionally offer fortune-telling and divinations. I’ll open a feng shui shop."

"That sounds good. I have a shop that I’m not using for now. Want to rent it?"

Zhou Xuan thought of his Old Painting Pavilion and asked.

"Is it spacious?"

"I’ve lived there for ten years. You tell me if it’s spacious or not." Yun Ziliang got annoyed just looking at Zhao Wuya.

"I’ll rent it."

Zhao Wuya responded straightforwardly, not even asking about the shop’s exact location.

Running a business was secondary; his main goal was to find the Fox Lady on East Market Street, so the shop’s location didn’t matter much.

"Then let’s sign the contract. One thousand bucks a month."

...

Just as Zhou Xuan and Zhao Wuya finished signing the contract, with black-and-white written proof and their seals affixed, Aunt Niu’s yelling came from outside.

"Boss Zhou, your guest’s donkey committed a big crime—it wrecked Qian Mazi’s big yellow dog!"

Zhou Xuan: "..."

Zhao Wuya: "..."

Panicked, Zhao Wuya rushed outside, cursing his donkey as he ran: "Big Black, you’re so clueless! That’s not even the same species!"

When he arrived on the street, the big black donkey had already pinned the yellow dog underneath itself. The dog bared its teeth and looked utterly miserable.

The black donkey squinted its eyes in satisfaction, braying flirtatiously.

Zhao Wuya quickly led the donkey away, handing over eighteen bucks in apology money to the yellow dog’s owner, Qian Mazi.

"Next time I see your donkey near my dog, I’ll geld it! Look at what it’s done to my poor big yellow—my big yellow hasn’t even dated anyone yet!"

Qian Mazi, like Sister Liu, was jumping and cursing in fury.

Standing nearby, Zhou Xuan laughed so hard he was clutching his stomach. That donkey truly deserved to be gelded—this was the second calamity it had caused just that morning!

After taking the donkey away, Zhao Wuya and Yun Ziliang went to the Old Painting Pavilion to check out the shop and pick up some living essentials.

Yun Ziliang, being the Dragon Seeking Ancestor, although he often scolded Zhao Wuya on the surface, was really a "sharp-tongued but soft-hearted" elder. He helped the younger man tidy the shop and familiarize himself with the street.

What did it look like?

"Like a father sending his son off to study in a different city," Zhou Xuan suddenly felt a strange sense of déjà vu.

After Yun Ziliang and Zhao Wuya left, Zhou Xuan went over to Sister Cui’s food stall.

"Sister Cui, give me a bowl of pork tripe noodles."

It was still early, and Zhou Xuan hadn’t had breakfast yet.

"Alright, alright."

Sister Cui seemed distracted. The topping for the noodles was supposed to be pork tripe, but she accidentally used beef instead. She quickly scooped the beef into a small bowl to give to Mu Hua as a snack later, then topped the noodles with pork tripe and brought the bowl to Zhou Xuan’s table.

Just as she was about to leave, Zhou Xuan reached out and grabbed her arm, softly saying, "That Dragon Seeking Taoist came to this street to look for the East Mountain Fox Lady..."

"I... I..." Sister Cui stammered, unable to form a coherent response.

Gently patting the orange fur on Sister Cui’s shoulder, Zhou Xuan said, "You need to be careful from now on. Don’t hang around those who sell foxes too often; otherwise, that Taoist might mistake you for the Fox Lady and take you away."

"Brother Zhou, thank you... thank you..."

Sister Cui’s eyes turned red, her voice quivering with a hint of tears.

Zhou Xuan, however, continued eating his noodles as if the conversation had never happened.

When the Taoist mentioned the Fox Lady, Zhou Xuan had already begun to suspect who she really was.

Zhou Xuan had noticed before that Sister Cui’s clothes often had animal fur on them. At the time, Sister Cui explained she had picked it up near an old man selling foxes.

Later, when Zhou Xuan absorbed the memory of an obsession, the obsession belonged to an elder of East Market Street. Through his memory, Zhou Xuan glimpsed Sister Cui’s arrival on East Market Street.

Back then, Sister Cui’s clothes also had fox fur.

"Mu Hua belongs to the Ancient Tattoo Clan’s Legend of the Hundred Spirits, Sister Cui is the East Mountain Fox Lady—East Market Street truly has Hidden Dragons and Crouching Tigers."

Zhou Xuan didn’t expose Sister Cui’s identity outright. His reasoning was simple: she had hidden her secret for nearly twenty years—why not keep it hidden for a lifetime?

As for Zhao Wuya wanting to take Sister Cui away,

that was absolutely impossible.

If Sister Cui left, who would take care of Mu Hua?

If Sister Cui left, where would Zhou Xuan get such delicious pork tripe noodles?

...

By noon, Liu Qingguang led the disciples of his hall to Qingfeng Building to drink.

He was in an exceptionally good mood today. To be precise, his mood had been wonderful since the previous night.

As the "Divine Stealer" hall’s lantern master, Liu Qingguang not only mentored the newcomers on incense techniques but also managed the hall’s establishments.

Mingjiang Qingtian Cinema and Mingdong Grand Theater were both under his supervision.

However, troublemakers among the kidnappers frequently caused disruption—the one who irritated him the most was "Shadow Third."

Shadow Third was highly talented among the "Kidnapper" hall’s ranks.

The first incense technique of the kidnappers was called "Wind from Flat Land," and the second was called "Stepping on Grass Without Trace."