Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 346 - 209: Carrying the Hidden Dragon within Oneself

Chapter 346: Chapter 209: Carrying the Hidden Dragon within Oneself

"The little circles on the map look like a drawing... like Huangjing leaves."

Zhou Xuan carefully examined the shapes of the patterns, and the more he looked, the more they reminded him of the "Huangjing Leaf" near his old hometown in a past life.

The most distinctive feature of these leaves compared to other types was the coarse serrated edges.

Huangjing leaves could be used medicinally, crushed to repel mosquitoes, and even eaten as wild greens—very versatile.

"Young Master, what are you staring at?"

Miss Xi lowered her head and looked closely at the map in Zhou Xuan’s hand.

"Do you think this image looks like a serrated leaf?" Zhou Xuan wasn’t sure if Jing Country had "Huangjing Leaves," so he posed the question differently.

"It does kind of look..."

Miss Xi shook her head, examining it from left to right, but the longer she looked, the less it seemed right.

The Huang Family was adept at gathering intelligence; having gathered so much, Miss Xi had become somewhat of an expert herself.

To Zhou Xuan, this image resembled a Huangjing Leaf, but to Miss Xi, it seemed much more complex.

"It looks like a leaf, but it resembles... a dragon’s tail even more."

"A dragon’s tail?" Zhou Xuan found it hard to comment on this comparison, as he had never seen a real dragon before.

"It’s the tail of a big dragon. Dragon Seeking Taoists have a sharper perception of dragon tails than we disciples of the Huang Family. You could ask one of them."

"No need to look far; there’s one in the Old Painting Pavilion."

Zhou Xuan called toward the back door: "Ya Zi, come out, I need to ask you something."

"What is it?"

Zhao Wuya walked languidly toward them, flicking his Taoist robe sleeves, trying his best to exude an air of "immortal grace."

Truth be told, he was just pretending.

"Can you stop pretending already? Just act naturally." Zhou Xuan found Zhao Wuya’s contrived demeanor slightly nauseating.

But then again, it made sense—someone who lay sprawled on a donkey reading books was bound to show off a bit.

"I already am quite natural."

Zhao Wuya came over to Zhou Xuan and Miss Xi, flicking his head dramatically. His entire scalp was coated with ice musk oil, reflecting the setting sun till it gleamed, almost blinding everyone.

"In such a short span of time, you put on a whole head of ice musk oil? Still, the scent is quite pleasant. Ya Zi, while your behavior is a bit pretentious, your taste is commendable." freewёbnoνel.com

Zhou Xuan criticized Zhao Wuya’s personality but acknowledged his good taste.

"It’s from the Liu Family’s Powder Store in Mingjiang Prefecture. Ice musk oil from there is top-notch."

Zhao Wuya shook his head to spread even more of the musk oil’s fragrance.

Miss Xi saw his vain antics and couldn’t help but cover her mouth, laughing softly.

"Forget your fancy oil for now and take a look at this. Does it resemble a dragon’s tail?"

Zhou Xuan handed over the map.

After glancing at it twice, Zhao Wuya said, "It’s not a resemblance; it *is* a dragon’s tail. Look at the circles you drew—the Xiangtai wooden platform along the river, the foreign layout bureau, the power company, Gan Town alongside the mountain, the East China Textile Factory, and Qinglan Road. These form a leaf-like shape, creating the structure of a dragon’s tail.

Jiaofang Bureau Street, running from the northeast to the southwest, cuts through the entire leaf-like form—it can be viewed as the backbone of the dragon’s tail.

Qingshan facing the mighty river, with the river itself guarding it, establishing the grandeur of high mountains and great rivers—this is the energy of the dragon’s tail.

The circles you just marked indicate the dragon’s tail of Mingjiang Prefecture."

This professional explanation left both Zhou Xuan and Miss Xi utterly stunned. They hadn’t expected Zhao Wuya, who loved to show off, to have some genuine knowledge hidden up his sleeve.

"Ya Zi, I really see you in a new light now."

Zhou Xuan asked Zhao Wuya again, "You just brought up the concept of Mingjiang Prefecture’s dragon tail—does this mean Mingjiang Prefecture has a dragon?"

Zhao Wuya replied, "There should be. I heard my master mention before that Mingjiang Prefecture has a big dragon running through from south to north..."

"Hold on. That ’there should be’ feels a bit weak. I’ll ask someone more qualified."

Zhou Xuan thought of Yun Ziliang. Despite the troubles Lao Yun had faced recently and the decline of his discipleship, his understanding of Dragon Seeking was definitely above Zhao Wuya’s.

"Are we going to find my Grand Master Yun? Then I’ll go listen in too." Zhao Wuya, surprisingly docile, followed along.

Ya Zi loved to show off but would never dare to act pretentiously around Yun Ziliang. Lao Yun really didn’t tolerate such antics—he would strike him without hesitation.

"Let’s head over together. Miss Xi, you’re going back to the Huang Family first, right? Let me give you something to look into..."

Zhou Xuan had called Miss Xi over to search for "Liu God" at the church named "Hunger."

But before he finished speaking, Miss Xi interrupted, saying, "Actually, our Huang Family is currently seeking a Dragon Seeking master. Something sinister happened within the family. Initially, I wasn’t aware that Mr. Yun was a Dragon Seeking Heavenly Master—if I had known, I’d have visited him two days ago."

"Alright, come along then."

...

At Zhou’s Purification Shop, Zhou Xuan presented the map to Yun Ziliang, saying, "Lao Yun, take a look at this map."

Yun Ziliang wasn’t sure what to make of it. He thought it might be yet another new insight Zhou Xuan had "realized," so he held the marked-up map and studied it for several minutes.

The longer he looked, the tighter his brows furrowed, as if he had uncovered something momentous hidden in the drawing.

"Lao Yun, did you figure something out?"

Knowing Lao Yun’s mastery, Zhou Xuan assumed that if the map’s pattern merely depicted a "dragon tail," Yun Ziliang would have discerned this in a glance.

If even Zhao Wuya could determine it so easily, there was no way Yun Ziliang couldn’t.

The fact that Yun Ziliang observed it this long meant it contained significant discovery.

After Zhou Xuan’s quick prompts, Yun Ziliang finally put down the map and turned to question Zhao Wuya. "Little disciple, what have you deduced from this map?"

"I’ve noticed a dragon tail."

"And then?"

"Nothing else."

"*Slam!*"

Yun Ziliang slapped a palm onto the table, then got up and marched toward the kitchen in the back of the shop, shouting at Zhao Wuya, "Come in with me."

With no choice, Zhao Wuya grudgingly followed, casting a sorrowful glance at Zhou Xuan before entering the kitchen.

*Bang!*

The kitchen door slammed shut, and moments later, it opened again as Little Fuzi dashed out in a panic. Seeing Zhou Xuan, he quickly said, "Young Master, Grandpa Yun is hitting Brother Zhao with a rolling pin this thick!"

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