Chapter 217 Charity Event

It doesn't matter how the world sees this, what matters is how Hao Yumei sees it.

She was truly a lonely spirit, residing temporarily within Bai Suxiang's Qilin Jade with a sliver of regret.

Logically, the Qilin Jade already contained Fu Ruhai's soul crystal, so it shouldn't have been able to accommodate Hao Yumei, but reality defied Liu Sandao's expectations.

Within the Qilin Jade, her mood had actually calmed down considerably, not at all like she was on the day she had just passed away.

After parting ways with Qian Shumei's ghost, she became even more peaceful. Perhaps she had truly let go, or perhaps she found solace in watching her family members fight fiercely over the cause of her death.

Those were things she couldn't control; right and wrong would eventually find their resolution. Although outsiders wished her to be treated justly, what difference would that make?

She could never go back to the past; all she could grasp was the future: would she be kind to others, or live for herself?

Bai Suxiang, having seen the truth of the matter, had also felt indignant on Hao Yumei's behalf. But Hao Yumei had advised her to let it all go and face the next life.

On the day she left, she left behind a golden object, placing it inside the Qilin Jade.

She departed with a smile, saying she wanted to let go of the grudges of this lifetime and live a brilliant life.

After seeing her off, two golden light spots, one large and one small, floated out of the Qilin Jade and flew towards Liu Sandao.

This time, Liu Sandao did not resist. These were good deeds, and they could improve his cultivation.

Although the effect was not as significant as refining the Fu Guo, he could clearly feel his cultivation increasing.

What surprised him the most was that the soul crystal in the Qilin Jade could now make a "hissing" sound.

"Is that you? Fu Ruhai."

"Hiss hiss!"

He and Bai Suxiang would occasionally tease it.

This proved that collecting good deeds was indeed effective.

"Where is the next target?"

"Hiss hiss!"

"Say it!"

"Hiss hiss!"

No matter how anxious he was, there was nothing he could do; it could only hiss, not speak.

Just as Liu Sandao was bored, Bai Suxiang returned to the hotel.

"Here! See what this is?"

Liu Sandao took the promotional flyer from her and immediately saw: "Protect the environment, starting with me; Environmental Guardian Public Welfare Activity, Time: Monday, 8 AM, Location: Wukui Park…"

"Why are you showing this to me? Do you want to participate?"

Liu Sandao wasn't interested in this activity; he was contemplating where his next target would be.

"The ancients said: Do not do evil, however small; do not neglect good, however small!"

Bai Suxiang said, shaking her head vigorously as if imitating the ancient scholars reciting texts.

"You go then, I'm not stopping you!"

Liu Sandao said calmly.

"You call yourself an immortal with no compassion?"

Bai Suxiang began to tease Liu Sandao.

"Let's go, we'll go. We can relax a bit too. I've been feeling too depressed lately!" Bai Suxiang said coquettishly, it was hard to imagine she could act this way.

Indeed, the word "coquettish" seemed to be made for women; without fear of ridicule, they could lower their voices and speak as they pleased.

"Let's go together! Oh, come on, let's go!"

Bai Suxiang not only spoke but also grabbed Liu Sandao's arm.

Seeing her like this, Liu Sandao smiled helplessly, as if agreeing. Sudan Fiction Network

The flyer clearly stated: On-site registration to participate.

The next morning, they changed into comfortable casual clothes and went out.

He had expected such activities to be mere pretense, just for show. However, the atmosphere at the scene surprised Liu Sandao.

It turned out the world wasn't devoid of kindness; on the contrary, there was a great deal of it. Those who performed such acts of kindness were often ordinary people.

Of course, there were undoubtedly some "noble individuals" hidden among them, usually those with a certain level of education, status, or identity.

"Come, come, sign your name. All registered comrades, come over here!"

A tall young man holding a red megaphone shouted.

The people who had initially signed their names and were scattered in small groups around the park entrance all converged in the direction he pointed.

"Line up, line up! Stand here, come, stand properly, and listen to my commands!"

He shouted while making directing gestures with his hands.

Following his lead, everyone quickly formed a line.

"Come, come, another line here!"

The line was too long, so another one had to be formed.

"This activity is organized by the Sikui Community! We invite the community director to say a few words before the event begins! Come! Please welcome them!"

The young man finished speaking and led the applause.

Bai Suxiang immediately responded with enthusiastic applause; Liu Sandao was not so inclined and only clapped twice.

"Hello everyone, my surname is Cai, and I am the representative of the organizer of this event. Thank you all for your enthusiastic participation!"

Director Cai was not old, perhaps in his late forties or early fifties. As soon as he finished speaking, someone asked in a low voice, "Which Sikui is this?"

"Ah, Sikui, you're one short of Wukui!"

A cheerful voice sang out, and many people inexplicably joined in the rhythm!

"Hahaha, you're something else!"

The people next to him burst into laughter.

"Right, right, we are this Sikui Community. I believe everyone has seen the detailed participation process at our entrance, so I won't elaborate. What I want to emphasize is everyone's safety! Safety first!"

Director Cai, fearing his voice wasn't loud enough for everyone to hear, used the megaphone.

However, perhaps he didn't gauge the volume correctly, and a "buzzing" sound emanated from the speaker, which was quite jarring. A few people had to cover their ears.

"Alright, alright, time is running out, let's begin!"

Someone reminded him from the side. Director Cai, without being overly formal or verbose, directly said, "Okay! Then we will begin now. Today's area is Wukui Park!"

The biggest difference between this Wukui Park and Guazijiang Park was the lack of any decent river.

It was mountain-themed, and the river was merely a drainage ditch, only about seventy to eighty centimeters wide.

In some places, water could be seen, while in others, the riverbeds were dry.

Such a layout was probably only for draining water during rainy days.

Bai Suxiang was naturally inclined to do charity, and she was genuinely happy to participate in such activities. Liu Sandao, however, was not as keen on doing activities, so he followed Bai Suxiang wherever she went.

The flyer clearly stated that the main task was to pick up trash bags, paper scraps, and everyday waste carelessly discarded in the park.

Each person held a plastic bag provided by the organizers and moved through various corners of the park.

There were no quotas for how much garbage to collect, nor was there a specified end time for the activity.

Many people brought their children to participate.

"Uncle, Uncle, please don't litter cigarette butts!"