"You're right...."
"Swearing to the heavens indeed doesn't work..." Ansheng's little fox face twitched slightly, but he had to admit that what Ah Qing said made sense.
Whenever Xia Dongren swears to the sky, the events that follow are definitely lies.
Who is heaven? No idea!
However, swearing to Mazu is different; Mazu is a historical figure, one of Xia Dongren's ancestors.
Xia Dongren dare not deceive their ancestors, fearing that the ancestors might be angry from below and stop blessing their wealth or business.
Of course.
Different situations require different approaches. In places like Jiule City, where Ah Qing is, most people believe in Mazu, so they swear to Mazu.
However, in Xia Dong, when you move further inland, it's different, and at this time, when you hear them swear by Mazu, don't believe a word.
Because in inland areas of Xia Dong, people believe in Lady Linshui or Baosheng Emperor and other human ancestor immortals.
Beliefs may vary across regions, but the same point is that Xia Dong immortals all have historical prototypes.
"Alright then! I swear to Mazu that if there's any overnight event in the future, I'll inform you in advance." Ansheng shrugged, opened his fox mouth, and said.
"But move the slippers and clothes away, my mouth is for tasting delicacies, not chewing on weird stuff..."
"Don't like it? Okay..."
The sparkle of anticipation in Ah Qing's eyes dimmed slightly, she pouted and took the slippers back.
"No need to be disappointed, think positively. Your milk cap won't be like Miao Miao's...."
Ansheng leaned into Ah Qing's arms, emitting a series of whimpering sounds.
"Miao Miao? Don't steal from her, Miao Miao is nearly broke buying milk caps and is about to apply for a student loan..."
Ah Qing hugged the little fox and gave a gentle nudge, marveling at how her Fox Fox was so obedient and adorable.
In the future, she'll have to take Fox Fox out for walks more often to avoid being cooped up at home all day.
Everything in the dormitory is unfriendly to Fox Fox. If Fox Fox touches the computer and it breaks, she'll become a card-drawing slave for Youyou, visibly shortening her lifespan.
Fox Fox can't touch the power strip either, it could electrocute her silly.
The only thing she can touch is the refrigerator, but Ah Qing is reluctant to allow that, fearing she'll drink cola every day and get fat.
"Did you have a good talk with Fox Fox?"
Momo saw Ah Qing coming in from the balcony, and after asking her a question, continued asking, "By the way, are we going to Wuyou Temple on Zhongnan Mountain? Today is the last day of the National Day holiday, if we don't go now, there won't be any time."
"Those experts, I find them quite intriguing..."
"Uh... I don't really want to go," Ah Qing said as she sat down at the desk with Fox Fox in her arms, "I find their words too fantastical, things like throat-cutting seem a bit scary in modern society..."
"Whimper?"
Ansheng looked on in surprise, glancing at Ah Qing's cheeks, then at Momo, and made a confused whimpering inquiry:
"Are you discussing ghost stories?"
"With all these experts and throat-cutting, you should show their photos and see if within three days, I can chop them all to bits!"
The little fox was about to bounce up, her cheeks visibly reddening.
Ah Qing quickly held the little fox, gently patting Xiaolan's head and said, "It's not my throat, but it might be someone wanting to cut mine, let me explain to you."
Ansheng was out all night and didn't know about the incident of outsiders breaking into Xinxing Agricultural Science College.
Ah Qing saw Wang Yang, dressed like an old farmer, leading a group of people sneaking into Xinxing Agricultural Science College at night in the field at dusk.
But as soon as they entered the school, they were knocked down by the security department using riot guns and bulletproof shields.
The security department at Xinxing Agricultural Science College is essentially a department where real soldiers take turns, holding guns to Wang Yang and his group's heads, questioning their purpose.
Confronted with armed soldiers, the brothers from Wuyou Temple immediately crouched with their hands on their heads in a line, explaining they were there to find someone, aiming to protect her.
But who would have expected a university to have armed security guards?
Wang Yang claimed to know Ah Qing and that someone had asked him to come protect her, and the security department informed the dorm supervisor.
The dorm supervisor woke up Ah Qing, who was sleeping, and asked her to go to the security department to identify the people.
The security department's soldiers, while putting away the real guns in front of the students, actually saw Wang Yang with a sniper, and after seeing Ah Qing, he spilled the whole story like beans.
In short, Wuyou Temple's sect leader wanted to take Ah Qing as a disciple, but she's currently busy with papers and has no time to take her back to go through the process.
Meanwhile, some cultists who cut throats to nurture spirit plants with spiritually transformed blood had come from Sichuan and Chongqing to the Qinling Mountain Range, just a line away from Chang'an.
As Ah Qing is a big influencer, she's too famous, so the Wuyou Temple sect leader sent her disciples to secretly protect her.
Though Wang Yang explained the situation, the security department verified it through technological means.
Nonetheless, they were still all loaded onto vehicles and sent to the detention center, detained for fifteen days due to trespassing in a protected area.
Before leaving, Wang Yang showed off with the legendary skill of plucking flowers and flying leaves, tossing his phone, and with a "thunk," embedded the phone into the security department's wall, breaking one-third through the tiled eighteen-thick wall.
Also, shouted loudly to Ah Qing, to inform the master about being caught and put in detention.
"......"
A strange expression appeared on Ansheng's little fox face: "Wuyou Temple on Zhongnan Mountain...."
"Isn't that next to the secluded sect of Mountain Viewing Pavilion's old Gao family?"
"Taking Ah Qing as a disciple, aren't you afraid of getting struck by lightning!"
Ah Qing adopted myself, so hierarchically, I'm junior to Ah Qing in her family, while Wuyou Temple's sect leader wants to take Ah Qing as a disciple.
Darn it, a mountain wild Taoist daring to suppress a Nine-tailed Fox!
"Uh... that's the whole story, but I don't really want to get involved in these matters, I feel like it might delay me earning credits...."
"Moreover, I need to stream to earn household money, streaming might also disturb them."
Ah Qing scratched and spoke, expressing her concerns and reasons for not wanting to go.
If it were during high school, with such an opportunity, Ah Qing might have just wandered up the mountain to become an expert.
But now, she's in her final year of college, heading to the Imperial Capital next year, and though it's called senior year, every student knows going to Imperial Capital means going into labs to screw bolts.
About the "experts," though Ah Qing hasn't seen them in person before, she's heard the instructors in the martial arts hall mention these things.
Now if she goes up the mountain to become a monk, wouldn't all her years of study be in vain?
Ah Qing's plan for her life isn't too complex, it's just about studying and graduating, working in field agriculture to accumulate some experience, then returning home to start a business.
Not necessarily big, but at least she can wander in the mountains and play with dogs as she likes.
"Whether we go or not, it's none of your business...."
Nestled in Ah Qing's embrace, Ansheng seemed to understand something, letting out a joyous whimper:
"Don't be fooled by those professors of yours, seemingly kind and neighborly grandpas and grandmas."
"That is, until it involves interests and their professional fields, then watch! Once security reports the situation in the morning, your dean will lead people to flatten the temple!"
Wuyou Temple came to Xinxing Agricultural Science College, no problem.
They want to take disciples, that's harmless.
But Ah Qing is different; she belongs to a saintess-level figure in two colleges, once graduated, she's definitely the head disciple of a sect elder or led by Old Li.
Wuyou Temple? The temple will get marked for demolition overnight, forcing them to return to secular life.
"Whimper whimper whimper...."
The little fox, thinking of this, couldn't help but laugh, glancing eagerly at the time on the clock.
5:46.
Once the professors return to school, ooh hoo, voilà, they're off.