 Forest, Chun Town
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| The melting snow now lies thick, soaking last year's fallen leaves and branches.
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| Pip slogs ahead through the mud, pulling her mule behind her.
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*pant* I thought the path would be easier once it warmed up.
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We can take a breath here if you like?
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| Paper Heron takes the mule by the reins and ties it to a dead tree beside the path.
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Is there a reason you don't ride your mule?
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| Hearing the question, the mule looks up at the Daoist, then drops its head and continues its search for seeds under the leaves.
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Because he isn't mine.
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The Qi stagnation we're seeking stems from somewhere near an old man's house near the East Port.
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I wasn't able to fully explain what Qi stagnation is to him. Still, he understood I wanted to help and insisted on giving me this mule.
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But until I've finished what I came here to do, I can't accept his reward.
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| Pip affectionately pats the mule's back.
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Whinny?
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| Paper Heron gives a nod of approval and gives the mule several pats of her own.
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You're right. It's the proper way to do things.
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Whinny!!
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Heron, you said you've been to the East Port before. When was that?
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I don't recall exactly, but I know it was very many years ago.
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But you don't appear to be much older than I am.
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And how do you know I haven't used a technique to preserve my youth, hm? Or that I draw power from moonlight? Apply storax ash to my face each night? Or drink a specially brewed tonic made with the purest water?
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Really? Which one is it? What's your secret?
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Haha! None. You're so gullible. I can't help but wonder how your family allows you to travel alone.
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*cough*
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I think I've rested enough. Time to move. Maybe we can reach town before dark.
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| Pip looks around, her gaze darting between unfamiliar landmarks.
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I think I'm lost again.
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Through the woods to the east, right? Umm. Which way is east?
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Heron, is east to our left or right?
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| [sfx: footsteps]
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| An hour passes.
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Ah, we're back where we started. Heron, you don't know the way either!
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Well, I always followed my seniors. I never had the need to learn how to find the way myself.
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But since we're looking for the Qi stagnation, perhaps I can come up with a different solution to help guide us.
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Channel the power of the Way!
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| Paper Heron opens her palm and blows, her breath gently lifting a paper swallow to the breeze.
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| It wobbles in the air for a moment before tilting its head back.
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I left a trace of Qi on it. As long as we're not too far, it should be able to guide us to the stagnant Qi.
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My only hope is that we haven't wandered too far.
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But ...
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| The swallow circles Paper Heron twice, then lands on her hair and begins pecking at its wing.
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Huh. It's never flown that fast before. Pip, did you see which way it went?
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Uhm. It seems to be on your head.
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On my head?
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| She pauses, then retrieves the paper swallow from her hair. Cupping it in her palm, she brings it up to her eye level.
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| The swallow remains still, all previous signs of life absent.
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| After a moment, Paper Heron sighs.
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Alright. I understand. It's no fault of yours. But we need you to find something else.
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| Whispering to the swallow in words Pip cannot understand, she swiftly sketches signs in the air with her index finger before clapping softly.
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Go!
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| The swallow scans its surroundings, then flaps its wings and drifts toward the brush on the right.
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There! Not a bad trick, eh?
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| [sfx: footsteps]
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 Forest Depths, Chun Town
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*pant* This technique of yours ... Is it similar to what you did to that brute's knife back at the inn?
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Good eye. It's just a little trick I picked up. I can teach you if you like.
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Come to think of it, we were so busy finding the way there that I failed to ask: why were you fighting that man in the first place?
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He's a fraud, one that almost fooled me too!
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He had set up a fortune-teller's stall by the bridge. He claimed the land was cursed, blaming it for the town's decline, and offered to cleanse the misfortunes in exchange for offerings.
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At first, I thought for certain he'd know more about Qi stagnation, so I wanted to ask for his advice. But after observing him for two days, I realized he was a fraud.
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He had enough skills to convince the villagers, sending dead leaves spinning in the air, making pebbles float. That sort of thing.
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But when I confronted him, we'd hardly spoken a few words before he'd drawn his blade.
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I see. But before you fought, did it ever occur to you that you might lose?
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I wasn't about to stand back and let him swindle those poor people out of their money. Besides, you can only be sure of victory if you fight.
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And what was your plan if you didn't win?
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I figured someone like you would step in and put things to rights.
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What if there wasn't anyone?
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| Paper Heron moves a dead branch out of Pip's path.
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Thank you. If I'd failed, I'd have retreated.
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There'd be no shame in losing. And when I'm older and stronger, I would return and win.
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When I'm ... Well, when I'm around your age, I doubt I'll lose to anyone.
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My age? That's a lot further away than you might think.
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I have to say, your strategy of retreating when you can't win is truly a Daoist act. Follow the heart and accept the natural way of things.
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| Pip walks a few steps ahead in silence, eventually speaking with her back still to Paper Heron.
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That fraud spoke lies, but his words about the town failing? Those seem true.
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The old man who gave me this mule said Chun Town was once a bustling place. Now it's only lively during the big fair in Zhu County nearby.
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Can stagnant Qi flow make a place, make so many lives, go wrong?
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Maybe. "Plants die. Water turns foul. Animals leave." It all can happen. But we need to see for ourselves.
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Many things can change a town's fortune.
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Ever since I came down the mountain, I've tried to right wrongs—fight when I see injustice. I've even exposed a few cheats along the way.
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Pawnbroker Wáng forced low prices and exploited the townspeople. I argued with him.
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Tianshi Lǐ deceived his patients by selling incense ash as elixirs. I called him out.
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And Zhào, Head of the Armed Escort, let his men bully the merchants. So, I fought him too.
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But ... But nothing seems to have changed.
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Maybe I just don't know enough yet. If I were like you, or even better than you ...
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That wouldn't change anything.
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You have a good heart, Pip, and your mind is in the right place. But there are some things no one person can do.
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Great skills can make a dead tree sprout and a flower bloom for a hundred years.
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But no one can return to a spring that has already passed. All things flow as they will.
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| [sfx: water trickles]
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...
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| Paper Heron suddenly tilts her head, listening to something in the near distance. Then she smiles.
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Forget it. Let's just focus on what's in front of us.
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Listen. Do you hear water?
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| TO BE CONTINUED ...
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