139: 107 Black Calamity 139: 107 Black Calamity That evening, Fang Zhixing stayed at Shuijing Temple.
However, as a man staying in a nunnery, he always felt sowhat odd inside.
It was like a boy living in a girls’ dormitory.
Fang Zhixing looked around the Buddha hall, but images that were not exactly proper kept popping into his mind occasionally.
In his previous life, he had seen an old enlightening movie called “The Golden Lotus” (2008 edition).
It seed that there was a plot where Xin Qing left ho to go to the capital, fell sick on the way, and was rescued by a nun back to the temple.
In the temple, he coincidentally t a simple and cute little nun and stirred her youthful romantic feelings, eventually seducing her away.
At this mont, standing in the temple, Fang Zhixing couldn’t help but let his imagination run wild, his heart fluttering.
“Ah, maybe it’s because it’s been many days since I’ve touched a woman, I’m a bit confused and itching for affection,”
he muttered to himself, and then he took a deep breath and cald his mind.
Just then, he caught a glimpse of Xigou sneaking out of his room, dashing toward the adjacent courtyard.
All the girls they had rescued were housed there.
“Ahem!”
Fang Zhixing suddenly coughed, startling Xigou to a halt.
“What’s up?”
Xigou turned his head, asking impatiently.
Fang Zhixing’s lips curled up as he said in a neither salty nor bland manner, “What, you want to go find those girls again?”
“So what if I do?”
Xigou replied irritably, “How is that any of your business, you’re really nosy!”
Fang Zhixing said speechlessly, “Wow, you really are ungrateful.
I treat you so well usually, and you never let touch them.
Now you’re shalessly cozying up to pretty girls.”
Xigou glared and retorted, “Bullshit!
You talk as if you treat well.
I’m ordered around by you every day, and every ti there’s danger, you send first as cannon fodder.
And you still have the face to talk?”
Fang Zhixing said disdainfully, “Look at you, ungrateful as ever, turning your back faster than flipping a book.
Is this how you repay a favor?”
Xigou huffed, “I really can’t be bothered with you.”
With that, he ran off, darting into the neighboring courtyard.
Soon after, Fang Zhixing heard a little girl’s laughter.
“Doggy, co here!”
“Woof~”
Xigou whimpered softly, starting to use a squeezed voice too, acting cute.
“Gross!”
Fang Zhixing was so disgusted, he got goosebumps.
Indeed, now that Fang Zhixing had leveled up, Xigou had also upgraded.
However, based on past experience, Xigou probably wouldn’t have any further improvent until Fang Zhixing upgraded again.
That’s why Xigou quickly transferred his affections, shifting his focus to other things, and naturally ignored Fang Zhixing.
After all, no matter how hard he tried to help Fang Zhixing, there wasn’t much real benefit to him.
Not worth it!
Alas, this guy was too cunning, never showing his hand until seeing the benefit, never truly united with Fang Zhixing!
Fang Zhixing looked up at the sky, a cold winter night filled with stars, peaceful and serene.
The cold breeze blew gently, and his spirit gradually settled down completely, without a ripple.
A mont later, he turned back to his room, lay on the bed, and drifted into a peaceful and distant dreamland.
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That night, Chizhu Town was very lively.
So people set off firecrackers, clattering throughout much of the night.
So people set off fireworks, lighting up the entire night sky.
So people banged on washbasins, so beat drums and gongs.
They were not celebrating the New Year, but celebrating a monuntal event.
Seven Evils Manor was done for!
Over the years, Seven Evils Manor had been oppressive and tyrannical in Chizhu Town and its surrounding areas.
And the worst thing Seven Evils Manor did was high-interest loans.
They would first hoard food, creating artificial scarcity, then sell it at high prices.
In years of famine, the prices of food were ridiculously high!
This caused most common people to not afford the food, forcing them to sell everything they owned.
Then, Seven Evils Manor benevolently offered high-interest loan services, lending a small amount of money to the common people, then forcibly collecting sky-high interest using violence.
Such ruthless tactics had ruined countless families, selling children and losing all their possessions.
Now that Seven Evils Manor was finished, it ant all debts were written off, all liabilities voided!
The people regained their freedom overnight, how could they not be joyful?
Countless people cried tears of joy!
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The next day, the weather turned colder but was exceptionally clear.
Under the arrangent of Master Yun Xin, Fang Zhixing and a group of nuns distributed essential living supplies to the poor townspeople.
As one might imagine, the townspeople felt as if blessings had fallen from the heavens, and they were imnsely grateful to Shuijing Temple.
At the sa ti, Fang Zhixing’s na quickly spread.
Everyone learned that it was he who single-handedly destroyed Seven Evils Manor, he who donated those life-saving supplies, everyone spoke highly of him, praises sung far and wide.
Word of mouth spread rapidly.
Within three days, the news had spread to several villages surrounding Chizhu Town, attracting many poor households.
This way, the resources of Seven Evils Manor were quickly allocated.
In about ten days, everything was distributed.
Nothing could be done, too many monks and too little gravy!
Master Yun Xin was quite impressive; she had one more trick up her sleeve.
She sold the land deeds of Seven Evils Manor and gathered quite a fortune, buying more food to continue distribution.
“Here you go, eat up,”
that evening, after a busy day, Fang Zhixing ca back from outside and was t by the little girl.
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