After Ling Fengxiao finished instructing to take the villagers to Ning'an Mansion for resettlement, she hurriedly performed light work and left, and her red palace clothes flicked in the air before disappearing from everyone's sight.
The eldest lady was afraid that she was even more irritable than they thought, so much so that she didn't even want to go on this journey together.
"The eldest lady made a special trip to Minzhou City. I didn't expect such a result." Ling Baochen said.
"From now on, if the eldest miss wants to marry someone else, she won't be able to marry the best ones." Ling Baojing said.
Ling Baoqing snorted coldly: "Originally, that dead ghost can't be seen how good! That dead ghost's master is named Taoyuanjun, I ask you, have you heard this person's name on the rivers and lakes? But an unknown junior, and he What good apprentices can you teach?"
Ling Baochen sighed: "The person our village master has set for the eldest lady is naturally not bad. The name 'Taoyuanjun' is very reclusive, maybe he is a hidden master, but it's a pity that 'rebellion' is a matter of The involvement is so extensive that even the hermits and masters can't be alone. Otherwise, if Taoyuan-Jun is still alive, how can there be no news for ten years?"
The three of Lin Shu followed them quietly. Along the way, they heard that these girls were worried about the marriage of the eldest young lady. After exhausting the young talents of the right age in the arena, they came to a conclusion: No one deserves it. On the eldest.
They were very worried, and Li Jimao and Li Yamao also sighed a few times, but Lin Shu himself did not understand this feeling very well.
First, after all, he is not very familiar with the customs of this world. In his original understanding, the death of a husband is not a shameful thing, let alone a doll who has never seen such a face. Second, a girl who is used to "skinning" and "shattering bones" to threaten people is really ruthless, and ruthless people are generally cold-blooded and ruthless.
- But no matter what kind of person the eldest lady is, it has nothing to do with him. He and this eldest lady just met by chance, and from now on, they will say goodbye forever. Now he just wants to find a way to overcome his physique and start practicing.
Thinking of cultivation, he suddenly remembered his previous life.
Every night, I watch the meditation, practice swordsmanship in the early morning, and pack my schoolbags and go to school at dawn.
There were many people in the classroom, and he had been sitting in the last corner, stacking the thick textbooks in front, as if he had isolated a world where no one would disturb him.
One day, these things were all pushed to the ground.
Several people surrounded him, mocking and cursing some words he could no longer remember, which should be more vicious words than "mental" and "dumb", and more people were watching.
He squatted down and picked those things up on the table one by one, and then they were pushed down again.
He lowered his head and continued picking up.
About, bullying a fool is really a boring thing, and watching a fool being bullied is not a fun entertainment. After repeating it a few times, those people feel bored and leave.
That day, he returned home and said to his master: I want to die.
The old man said: No, you have to practice swords. After Mahayana, heaven and earth are free and easy. If you don't want to deal with people, you won't deal with people, tsk, happy.
Lin Shu: Oh.
He did not die, and continued to practice swords.
I practiced and practiced, and the years passed like a stream of water, and the master died.
There was no change in his life, how to practice, or how to practice, and by the way he was admitted to a university.
Later, it gradually became the Mahayana, and he had to transcend the calamity.
Later, it came here.
Apart from the fact that there may be a little more people cultivating immortals, and there is no lightning rod, the source of all evil, the world is no different to Lin Shu.
How to live in previous life, how to live in this life, just practice swordsmanship. If a person like him wants to live comfortably, he must either die or Mahayana.
However, it is too difficult to cultivate immortals with this extremely poor body.
He was a little confused, and he couldn't help but slow down.
Ling Baoqing urged him: "Don't hurry up!"
He did some psychological construction and asked Ling Baoqing, who had a ferocious face, "Are there many people out there cultivating immortals?"
"What," Ling Baoqing stared at him: "You also want to cultivate immortals?"
Lin Shu: "Yeah."
"It's simple," Ling Baoqing didn't make things difficult for him. "Confucianism and Taoism like to say that there is no difference between teaching and learning, and the same is true of our immortal Taoism. As long as there is talent, anyone can cultivate immortals."
Lin Shu felt that since it was necessary to pick talents, it could not be said to be taught without distinction. The cultural level of this girl Ling Baoqing was a bit worrying.
But reason kept him from uncovering the matter, and he asked, "How?"
"For example, it will be the 'Shangling Test' in two months' time. All the people of the Southern Xia Dynasty can participate," Ling Baoqing said. Anyone who passes the annual Shangling exam can enter the 'Shangling Academy' in Shuzhou. In the school, countless famous teachers teach their professions. If you want to learn, you can naturally achieve some results. Except for Shangling Apart from the Academy, there are several other Academy, although a little inferior, but they are all good.”
After she finished speaking, she looked at Lin Shu from head to toe, and walked forward as she spoke: "But, little beggar, I see that you are weak and unable to practice martial arts. Naturally, you have no Confucianism and Taoism. I'm afraid it's - enough!"
Lin Shu felt a little prickly, but silently wrote down this "Shangling Test".
After returning to the village, Ling Baoqing and his party told the villagers what the eldest lady meant, and said that they would be safely escorted to the more prosperous Ning'an House a hundred miles away.
The villagers were naturally grateful. After thanking them in every possible way, they immediately began to pack up their belongings, discarding all the cumbersome objects, leaving only some valuables, which were loaded on carts and pulled by thin mules or donkeys.
The girls in Phoenix Villa didn't despise them for being shabby, and they helped back and forth.
Lin Shu stayed in his thatched hut. The house was empty and there was nothing to clean up, so he just looked at the roof and recited the mental formulas he had memorized before, so as not to forget them in the future.
I don't know how long it took, and footsteps sounded outside the door, it was the aunt.
The aunt held a black wooden box and said at the door: "Young Master, when your master asked my family to keep this thing, he said it was for you."
Lin Shu took it and said stiffly, "Thank you."
The aunt looked at him a few times and said, "I didn't expect you to be handsome after you washed it."
Lin Shu's language system is not enough for him to respond to this sentence.
He looked at the box in his hand, and felt that since his body was inherited from a teacher, it would be better to figure it out, so he asked, "My master...why did he keep me here?"
The aunt gave a "hi" and said, "How do we know what the immortals are thinking, if you meet them in the future, just ask yourself."
I'm afraid I won't recognize it if I meet it.
Or the cheap master recognized himself, but he himself did not recognize the master
He had to say again, "I don't remember what he looked like."
"I remember it roughly." The aunt's face showed a look of admiration: "You are very young, wearing white clothes, very handsome."
This is actually the same as not saying it, because people who cultivate immortals often like to wear white clothes, and young people who wear white clothes are usually very handsome.
Lin Shu chose to continue asking, "What's your name?"
"I don't know." The aunt said, "Where is the name of the immortal that people like us can casually know."
Lin Shu: "Thank you."
After saying thank you, his language reserves were completely drained, and he fell into silence, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
Fortunately, the aunt waved her hand: "I have to pack up my belongings, I'll go first."
Lin let out a sigh of relief and opened the box.
There are two things in the box.
The first is a smoky green jade Huang, which is very small and exquisitely carved. After holding it in the hand, a coolness immediately spread from the palm of the hand to the limbs. It is a very spiritual jade.
The carving on the jade Huang is very ingenious. It is a lively little dragon. A small hole is circled in a certain part of its body, and a thin black rope is passed through it.
Lin Shu thought for a while, and finally picked up the thin black rope and hung Yuhuang around his neck.
No matter what the origin of this jade Huang is, its material is good. And a good Lingyu can warm the body and help the meridians. Although it is not very effective, it is better than nothing.
The second object can't be seen in material. It looks like jade but not jade, like gold but not gold. It is shaped like a cylinder with some auspicious and festive patterns painted on it.
Lin Shu picked it up and shook it, and sure enough he heard a sound.
He hoped that it contained the unique martial arts secrets that the master left to the apprentice. After learning it, he could wash the scriptures and cut the marrow, and transform the waste wood into a genius.
The wish is good, but I don't know if this is the case, because I can't open it.
The texture of this cylinder is very hard, and it can't be broken even if it is dropped, and there are no gaps all over the body, making it impossible for people to start.
Lin Shu put it away religiously, believing that there must be a peerless secret book in it, and that he would be able to open it one day.
After half a day, everything was ready, and a dozen mules and donkeys pulled the carts and set off.
Li Jimao and Li Yamao each drove a donkey, and Lin Shu was assigned to the cart pulled by the two donkeys. All his luggage was a precious one, which might give out a unique secret book or a piece of waste paper. Schrödinger the cylinder.
Lin Shu smelled an ominous aura from this Schrödinger's cylinder for no reason, probably because modern physics would always bring him bad luck.
When leaving the village, everyone, donkeys and mules looked back at the ruined hometown and left happily.
Although they were happy, the donkey and mule were still very slow, so they arrived at Ning'an after six days.
And that one has really exhausted his patience, and his temper has become even bigger.
When they were meeting at an inn, the eldest lady was drinking on the second floor with a blank expression. When she saw someone coming, she threw a bunch of things on the table downstairs in a huff, and shook the wooden table into a huge crack. .
It was a land deed, a stack of official documents, and a few bank notes. It turned out that the eldest lady didn't go with Ling Baoqing, not because her husband died and it was too annoying, but went first to report the news to the Ning'an government. In the past few days, the eldest lady not only solved the villagers' origin problem, but even bought a piece of land for them in the southern suburbs.
Ling Baochen stuffed the land deeds and bank notes to the villagers who were afraid to take them, and said warmly, "How could our villa lack this silver tael? Quan Dang thanked Lin Shaoxia and the two brothers Li for guiding us.
"Miss is still so kind-hearted," Ling Baoqing rolled his eyes where the villagers couldn't hear, "Quan Dang has accumulated virtue for that dead ghost."
The villagers were so grateful that they almost shouted the eldest lady as Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva did not show any gratitude to them, and even snorted coldly, went downstairs and led a white horse like snow, and said, "Let's go."
Ling Baochen let out a "hey" and said to the villagers, "Everyone, I've waited for the fate of this, so let's leave it now."
But seeing the eldest lady turn over and get on the horse, the red gauze and gold threads on her clothes hang down on the snow-white horse's body, she is extremely arrogant and noble. When the girls caught up, they galloped on their horses, and the figures of the group gradually disappeared in the setting sun.
The villagers held the title deeds, documents and bank notes: "What a good person."
Lin Shu felt that it was a bit complicated. In this way, the eldest lady was not a completely cold-blooded person, and she was indeed kind. After all, meeting by chance and being able to take the villagers out of the ghost town is already a benevolence and righteousness.
Women are indeed fickle.
He decided to rename that Schrödinger's cylinder as Ling Fengxiao's cylinder, so as to keep the properties of the cylinder and get rid of the shadow of modern physics.