I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 50 - 39 The Adviser Can’t Tell the Difference_2

Chapter 50: Chapter 39 The Adviser Can’t Tell the Difference_2 ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

"Today Liu Sheng came to find me, I saw that he was truly heartbroken, speaking about his deceased wife, tears streaming down his face, clearly a good husband, a good man!

How could such a person commit the crime of killing his wife? What do you think, Brother Lingyuan?"

Wang Lingyuan remained silent for a moment, then shook his head and sighed softly, "He is indeed a good husband!"

Xu Qing observed the two discussing Strange Tales and supernatural matters, thinking that there are still more good people in the world!

Tang Zhou laughed heartily, pulling on Wang Lingyuan’s arm, preparing to leave.

"Today there’s a small gathering at the Pear Garden Theater. Liu Sheng, longing for his wife, specially reserved a small pavilion and invited guests to mourn. Now it’s spring, and the spring brew from the Pear Garden is exquisite, Brother Lingyuan should come with me to appreciate it."

Wang Lingyuan, unable to refuse, planned to first see Xu Qing out of the Government Office before going to the banquet.

Tang Zhou jested, "Since you’re a junior brother, then you’re one of us and can come along."

...

Pear Garden Theater, inside the Spring Pavilion.

Tang Zhou, with a swaying head, listened to the opera he had specially requested, humming along in sync.

"I risk myself for him, facing hardships along the winding mountain paths, I endured all the stormy weather on the road..."

"I too am a noble lady, having read some books since childhood, but wasted my eyes without insight, mistaking that heartless man for a passionate lover."

"All the bitterness I sought myself, thus falling into this state, truly one misstep leads to eternal regret, it’s hard to turn back even after a hundred years."

On stage, the opera portrayed the words of a heartless man. Below the stage, Liu Sheng, with a face full of smiles, served wine and tea to Tang Zhou.

"Please enjoy, Master Tang! Mr. Wang, you too, and this young brother....."

Rarely did Xu Qing get to enjoy a free meal, but as he ate, he suddenly remembered something.

With Liu Sheng’s family background, he couldn’t afford the expenses of this banquet. If his guess was correct, the silver for bribing Tang Zhou and the money for the banquet must have come from Sai Yuxian’s earnings from entertaining guests.

He initially thought the freeloaders he had exorcised in the past were already despicable to the extreme, but never anticipated that there are always others worse, even beneath the muck there lies a pile of stinking dog shit!

Tang Zhou, after listening to the opera for a while and drinking quite a bit of wine, became somewhat tipsy.

The actor on stage came down to drink with a few of them, and Tang Zhou, unable to withstand, staggered and swayed, needing to relieve himself.

Among those present, only Xu Qing remained sober, having not touched any wine.

Seeing Tang Zhou drunk, he reached out to stop Wang Lingyuan, saying, "Senior brother, slow down, let me accompany the master to relieve himself."

With that, he supported Tang Zhou and walked out.

On the way, Tang Zhou, with a flushed face, patted Xu Qing’s arm, saying, "You are quite clever, learn well from your senior brother. When he gets old, I’ll keep this forensic doctor’s iron rice bowl for you..."

Smelling the familiar scent of pancakes, Xu Qing chuckled.

He had never used the Dream Creation Skill on anyone, and now this master delivered to him seemed like a good candidate.

After accompanying the master to relieve himself, as they walked out of the outhouse, Xu Qing placed his hand imbued with Yin energy on the back of Tang Zhou’s head.

Tang Zhou, humming the heart-wrenching opera of the heartless man, felt a sudden chill at the back of his head and collapsed to the ground.

Xu Qing withdrew his hand, took out a stick of Enchanting Fragrance from his robe pocket, clasped his hands together, and with a gentle twist, sparked the Yin Fire to ignite the incense.

Placing the incense in the empty ground next to Tang Zhou’s head, Xu Qing chanted incantations, murmuring continuously, reciting demonic whispers.

"Because you acted on personal gain, seeking small profits, you released the wife-killing murderer Liu Sheng, years later Liu Sheng deceptively used past affections to lure your naive daughter..."

"Your well-behaved daughter suffered immense torment because of your wrongful decision, strangled to death by Liu Sheng in a desolate mountain, her remains devoured by wild beasts....."

The Dream Maker needs to guide the Dreamer’s thoughts, making the person fall into a profound dream.

At this point, Xu Qing expected Tang Zhou to descend into a deep dream of regret and remorse.

But unexpectedly, Tang Zhou’s eyes began to rapidly flicker, about to wake up!

Xu Qing frowned.

This isn’t right? Could it be that Tang Zhou’s corruption is so deeply ingrained that he doesn’t care about his family?

Just as Xu Qing was puzzled, he heard Tang Zhou mutter in his sleep.

"I don’t have a daughter... this isn’t right, not right..."

"..."

Xu Qing was dumbfounded, realizing that his guidance was wrong!

The Dream Creation Skill is effective because the people and events in the dream mirror reality, making them resonate deeply.

Left with no choice, Xu Qing had to dismantle the original dream and create a new story to please this clear-minded old man.

"You had no daughter for most of your life, and seeing the intelligent and filial daughters of your colleagues and friends, you were very envious. One day, while handling official matters, you received news that your wife was pregnant."

"The old clam bearing a pearl, truly a gift from heaven. Ten months later, your wife gave birth to an exceptionally beautiful girl. Neighbors and colleagues all praised her. At Shuimen Bridge, you asked a Divination Immortal Master, who said your daughter was a reincarnated lucky star but would face a calamity to offset the sins you had committed....."

"Fifteen years later, your daughter grew more adorable, and your career soared thanks to the lucky star at home....."

"But alas, unforeseeable misfortune often comes without warning. On the eve of your daughter’s engagement to a newly appointed top scholar, she was abducted by the wife-killing murderer Liu Sheng whom you once unlawfully released. Your daughter, though gentle, was fiercely loyal and would never sully the family honor or her father’s reputation....."

"After Liu Sheng was captured and imprisoned, he revealed all your past misdeeds, and you, once highly respected, became a laughingstock. Your wife also loathed you for this, wasting away in grief. Your son severed ties with you, and colleagues distanced themselves."

"Fearing the incident would tarnish the nation’s reputation, the emperor dismissed and investigated you....."

"Alas, how lamentable! The once bright future of the clever Tang Zhou, ruined by greed, leading to family estrangement, the deaths of wife and daughter, and disgrace in old age!"

Xu Qing was so absorbed in his tale that had he known how to perform, he would have sung an epitaph to conclude Tang Zhou’s wretched life.

After experiencing the profound dream, Tang Zhou still lay on the ground, though unconscious, tears of deep sorrow had already streamed down his face.

...

The Spring Pavilion.

On stage, the opera continued, but it was no longer about the heartless man; a new scene had begun.

Presumably, Liu Sheng had taken advantage of Tang Zhou’s absence to change the play.

Xu Qing supported the unconscious Tang Zhou back to the tea table.

Liu Sheng, like a concerned son-in-law, expressed great concern.

"What’s wrong with the master? Should we call a physician?"

"It’s nothing, he probably drank too much and passed out, resting will suffice."

Liu Sheng, hearing this, became even more worried and quickly had an attendant bring sobering soup, personally feeding it to Tang Zhou spoon by spoon.

"Unh..." After a short while, Tang Zhou grogily awoke, his keen eyes slowly opening, to see Liu Sheng’s face filled with concern close to him.

"Master, you’re awake?"

"Ah—get away!"

Tang Zhou shouted loudly, jolting up from his drunken stupor.

With all his strength, he pushed Liu Sheng to the ground.

"What is the master doing? It’s me, Liu Sheng, you just got drunk, how could you forget me?"

"Forget? I’d remember you even if you turned to dust!"

Tang Zhou, eyes wide with fury, usually gentle and never angry, now had a fierce expression!

"My dear Yinyin died because of you, you beast!"

"Who is Yinyin?" Not only Liu Sheng was puzzled, but Wang Lingyuan was also confused.

"That was the nickname of my beloved daughter, I named her Yuqin when she grew up..."

"Yuqin? Daughter?" Now, not only Wang Lingyuan and Liu Sheng were confused, but even Xu Qing and Tang Zhou himself were stunned.

Xu Qing was shocked because he had not named the people in the dream. This meant that Yinyin and Yuqin’s names were created by Tang Zhou in the dream.

Thinking of this, Xu Qing was genuinely curious about what Tang Zhou had experienced in the dream.

At this moment, the person in question, Tang Zhou, after calling out his daughter’s name, suddenly froze, then sat down as if soulless.

After a while, he muttered as if realizing,

"So it was all a dream..."