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Chapter 55 - 55 48 Constable Liu

55: Chapter 48 Constable Liu 55: Chapter 48 Constable Liu About ten minutes had passed when Lord Qianhu Ze came forward, carrying a gaunt man on his back.

It was only after he gently lowered the man from his back that the people could see the appearance of Constable Liu, mentioned by Guo Lingyun.

Perhaps due to being trapped in the Kind Person Statue for too long, and even though he was protected by the Strong Desire Pot, Constable Liu still looked emaciated and pale.

Fortunately, Tang Wan carried some healing medicines with her and, being seasoned in dealing with illness, she identified the man’s ailment with just one look.

Looking at Constable Liu’s tightly furrowed brows and pale lips, Tang Wan withdrew her fingers from his pulse and let out a long sigh.

Under the anxious gaze of Guo Lingyun and Lord Qianhu, she said with a grave expression:

“He is starving.”

“Ah?”

Lord Qianhu and Guo Lingyun were stunned, but Tang Wan looked at them as if it were obvious and said, “From the look of it, he hasn’t eaten anything for at least two or three years.

He’s so hungry that his body has entered a protective state.

Just find some water, crush the dry food, and feed it to him.”

“This…”

Guo Lingyun frowned with concern and asked, “Is Constable Liu’s body really okay?”

“Yes.”

Tang Wan nodded her head, saying solemnly, “If you don’t give him something to eat or drink soon, he will die right in front of you.”

“I’ll get on it right now.”

At that moment, Lord Qianhu was a dynamo of action.

Upon hearing Tang Wan’s instructions, he immediately took up a water bottle and dry food, carefully mixing them together, and using a broken reed as a straw to start feeding Constable Liu.

Lord Qianhu cradled Constable Liu’s head on his lap, carefully feeding him water and food through the reed straw.

In this moment, Lord Qianhu was filled with humane care and compassion, resembling the crucified God, the Buddha under the Bodhi tree, or the Great Grandmother by the Bridge of Helplessness, as if a glow emanated from behind him.

Constable Liu slowly opened his eyes, then stared blankly at the scene before him.

“Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough!!”

Zhou Li and Tang Wan couldn’t help but turn their heads away, not daring to look at the eye-watering scene.

After all, no one could accept the sight of a burly, seven-foot man nestled on the knee of another stout eight-footer, whose rugged, square face was filled with tenderness; who wouldn’t be bewildered by such a sight?

Guo Lingyun, who had no choice but to watch, struggled to suppress the urge to vomit and trembled as he said to Lord Qianhu, “Lord Qianhu, Constable Liu is awake.”

“I know.”

Lord Qianhu smiled, lowered his head, and looked at Constable Liu, whose face was filled with shock yet was silenced by the reed in his throat.

With a compassionate sigh, Lord Qianhu said, “Constable Liu has been under the control of the Mountain God for such a long time; his body is very weak.

Eating more will help him recover and prevent chronic problems.”

If you keep this up, he’ll have a psychological scar!

Watching Constable Liu struggle as if trying to escape this sea of suffering, Guo Lingyun turned back, about to signal for help, only to see Zhou Li and Tang Wan crouching side by side by a large tree, pointing and discussing something with serious faces.

“This tree is really tree-like.”

“The leaves are quite leafy too.”

Knowing some things must be said by oneself, Guo Lingyun took a deep breath, faced the Buddha-like glow of Lord Qianhu behind him, lowered his head, and gritted his teeth, “Lord Qianhu, Constable Liu has had his fill…

It seems he has something to say, perhaps it would be best if you let him speak now?”

“Is that so?”

Clearly, Lord Qianhu in his Buddha-like state was receptive to suggestions, and upon seeing Constable Liu’s pale face desperately nodding, he gently laid the man down, pulled out the reed, and walked aside.

“Cough, cough,”

After coughing a few times, Constable Liu stiffly stood up with the support of Lord Qianhu.

He looked around in a daze—the robust Hundred Households, the delicate yet composed white-haired girl, the inscrutable Qianhu, and a young man wearing only a cloak…

Huh?

Constable Liu paused, rubbed his eyes, and confirmed that he was not seeing things wrong.

The young man really was only wearing a cloak.

But he didn’t care too much.

Over the years as an arrest officer, what type of person hadn’t he seen?

It’s normal for young people.

“Thank you all for your rescue.”

Constable Liu knew that these people had saved him from that peculiar Mountain God.

He bowed in thanks, his voice hoarse, “Wild gods are capricious, and I was unfortunate enough to be trapped by one.

Had it not been for your help, I fear I would have been a tiger’s accomplice for life, dying with eyes open in regret, or even bound by the wild god for all eternity.

I will never forget such a debt of gratitude.”

“Constable Liu is too kind,”

Seeing Constable Liu recover, Guo Lingyun’s expression immediately became emotional, his tone filled with reverence, “Since your disappearance, the people of Shangjing City have been extremely worried about you.

Prefect Han and Lord Qianhu have sent people to search for you many times.

Now that we see you unharmed, it’s truly a relief.”

Finishing his words and realizing his own excessive excitement, Guo Lingyun composed himself.

Taking a deep breath, he then turned to introduce Zhou Li and Tang Wan, “These two, this is the number one arrest officer in Shangjing City, who was also awarded the ‘Golden Dagger’ by the Emperor himself, Liu Zhaolie.”

The arrest officer named Liu Zhaolie was about one meter eighty in height, with a face like that of finely carved jade and slightly white temples, clearly related to constant hard work.

What attracted the most attention, though, were Constable Liu’s arms.

His arms were extremely long and evenly proportioned, indicating he was an expert in using dual weapons.

Afterwards, the group engaged in conversation.

Learning that Mountain God Village was destroyed and the Mountain God had collapsed, Constable Liu visibly sighed in relief.

Through Guo Lingyun’s behavior, Zhou Li could tell that Constable Liu was that kind of capable and genuinely people-oriented good officer, so he felt an intense hatred for the vile land of Mountain God Village.

Knowing that of the seven Kind Person Statues only he survived, Constable Liu was inconsolable, expressing his pity for those unfortunate souls who harbored kind thoughts but whose desires had overpowered them.

In the full blaze of the midday sun, four people slowly walked along the wide, straight road, engaging in idle chitchat.

As they crested a hill and the bustling Beiliang came into view, Guo Lingyun finally couldn’t suppress his curiosity and posed his question to Constable Liu.

“Constable Liu, I’m still very curious, how exactly did you infiltrate Mountain God Village?”

Hearing this, Constable Liu seemed taken aback.

His eyes were awash with thoughts and after a moment, he shook his head, speaking calmly and indifferently, “I did not infiltrate Mountain God Village.”

“I passed through Qiansan Pass as they wanted.

I also crawled through the eye of the coin, was clad in silver, and drank down the immortal gold.”

Under the astonished gaze of Guo Lingyun and the others, Constable Liu smiled.

His robe was full of patches, but those who knew quality could tell that the patches of varying colors, arranged in a unique pattern, represented the highest respect from the people—the Ten Thousand People’s Clothing.

“It’s just that I’ve eaten from a hundred homes and drank from a thousand wells; these tastes are sweeter than any immortal gold, so I did not become addicted like the villagers did.”

“But the other kind people…”

Faced with Guo Lingyun’s hesitation, Constable Liu did not speak, but simply let out a soft sigh.

After a while, as they passed through a patch of grass, he slowly continued,

“Greed is indeed like this.”

“The initial greed is like a copper coin, seemingly insignificant and unworthy of concern, but once you crawl through the eye of the coin, the pervasive stench of copper will seep into your heart, opening one crevice after another.”

“At that point, the stirred-up greed is not yet enough to obliterate one’s conscience, so people would put on the guise of silver clothing to look majestic, attempting to conceal their greed.

But the more splendid the appearance, the greater the inner desire for wealth becomes.

In the end, the hollowness inside drives one mad, and it becomes reasonable to drink down the gold that one originally deemed harmless.”

With a complex look, Constable Liu gave one last glance towards Mountain God Village.

Decades as an arrest officer had made him see through many things.

Yet despite repeatedly sending criminals who violated the law into prison, the number of wrongdoers never decreased.

At first, he thought it was because the common people were ignorant and their hearts greedy.

But after experiencing Mountain God Village, a new question arose in his heart.

Everyone possesses a heart of greed, but the greed of the most covetous villagers in Mountain God Village was nothing more than to ensure a meal with cured meat, to wear silk clothes on ordinary days, to have a sturdy and good-looking house, and to add a kind-hearted wife.

Yet the village chief, who was once the Prefect of Beiliang City, desired to take control of people’s bodies and obtain eternal life.

With his back to the gradually fading Mountain God Village, Constable Liu sighed deeply.

Mountain God Village was indeed destroyed, but when he thought about it, as soon as the Prefect of Shangjing accepted that not-so-valuable piece of silk cloth, one of the barriers of Qiansan Pass was restored in the world.

Oh, the ways of the world…

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