Travel through time to cultivate immortality, and make money by farming after binding the system

"Junior brother, just go and go with peace of mind. We will meet at Chenshi tomorrow and don't forget the time."

A few people didn't care where he was going and waved their hands in agreement.

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That day, Yun Shuiyue raped Liu Linhai. Shortly after leaving the Liu Mansion, the maid who was serving him discovered that Liu Linhai had been raped.

After his father Liu Dequan learned the news, he was so angry that he fainted on the spot.

The doctor in the mansion couldn't cure him, so he still hired a pharmacist to treat her. It took a long time before she woke up.

I almost got mad to death.

After waking up, he lay in bed for a long time without recovering. His favorite, most accomplished, and most promising youngest son, who was most promising to lead the family to take off, was gone.

His eyes were filled with bone-gnawing hatred, and he wished he could drink the murderer's blood, gnaw on his bones, peel off his skin and cramp his muscles, and even cut the culprit into pieces with thousands of knives.

The body of his youngest son was still cold, and the murderer had not been found. Thinking that he was needed for all this, he could not fall down and forced himself to hold himself up to deal with the funeral.

No matter how others tried to persuade him, he insisted on handling it himself.

The two personal attendants who followed Liu Linhai that day were immediately interrogated.

After learning the cause and effect of the incident, he concluded that it was Yun Shuiyue who did it.

The culprit could not be found for the time being, and there was nowhere to vent his anger, so Liu Dequan vented his anger on his two personal followers.

As personal followers, they would be derelict in their duties if they failed to protect their master.

The master is gone, and he still has no consciousness of being buried with him.

Why is it that his entourage is fine, but his son is gone?

Thinking of this, Liu Dequan felt even more disgusted.

They were subjected to more than a dozen torture methods.

If it weren't for the fact that they had met Yun Shuiyue and needed them to identify and provide clues, I'm afraid they would be two corpses now.

They just live a little longer. Once the culprit is found, their death will come.

The two attendants now wished they could be buried with him right away. It would be better than being tortured every day and being tortured in every possible way, even if they wanted to die.

Liu Dequan sent all the servants in the mansion to find clues about the murderer.

He also asked his eldest son Liu Linjie to go to Mingfu City to hire a spiritual painter.

The spiritual painter can draw a portrait that is 100% replica of the person through the person's narration.

The paintings painted by Lingpai are not only exactly the same as him, but also have a touch of his own charm and atmosphere.

When the person in the painting appears within a few miles of the painting, the location of the person in the painting can be sensed, and the target can be locked.

It is an artifact of tracking and positioning.

The sensing distance is determined by the spiritual painter's cultivation level.

The higher the cultivation level, the wider the range of induction tracking.

Spirit painters can also kill people with their paintings.

No matter which technique you practice, he can draw something to restrain you, and he will ask you if you are afraid.

Therefore, generally speaking, one would not mess with a spiritual painter unless absolutely necessary.

According to legend, ten thousand years ago, there was a ninth-level spiritual painter whose paintings could lock onto targets one hundred thousand miles away.

He can also draw pictures out of thin air, and every stroke is a killing move, which can be said to be ridiculously strong.

The conditions for becoming a spirit painter are very demanding, so spirit painters are very rare.

Even if it is a first-level spiritual painting, it is a treasure that all sects are vying for. They value it and cultivate it with all their strength.

Not to mention Mingyue Town, there is no spiritual painter in the county, so there is only one first-class spiritual painter in Mingfu City.

The reason why Mingyue Sect can become one of the three super sects in Fengxi Kingdom is because it has a third-level spiritual painter.

But Liu Linjie didn't go to Mingfu City at all, but went to the county seat.

He planned to stay in the county for a few days before returning home, but then he said that he had not invited a spiritual painter.

Since his father had his younger brother, he has been particularly partial to him and reserved all his resources for him, making him look like he was born from a stepmother.

The key point is that that guy still dares to miss his concubine and tease his wife. Shi Shi can't bear it.

He is an ordinary person, there is nothing he can do.

Not only was Liu Linhai dead, he was so happy that he almost set off firecrackers to celebrate, so why would he hire a spiritual painter?

It takes four or five days to go to Fucheng.

During this period, Liu Dequan has been tracking down clues to the murderer.

But when Yun Shuiyue was still young, she went to Mingyue Town several times with her grandmother.

Later, my grandma became old and seriously ill and never went there again.

So she was a stranger, and everyone in the town shook their heads and said they had never seen her before and had no impression of her.

Only a few people remember the day she was implicated for eating melon at close range.

Liu Dequan asked people to search everywhere, not letting go of any clues. Even with a lot of money, they still found out that Yun Shuiyue had been to Lu Mansion.

He didn't care about any etiquette, he didn't even send a greeting, and hurriedly took many servants directly to Lu Mansion.

Although Lu Zhongbu, the master of the Lu family, was a little unhappy about Liu Dequan's sudden visit, he still received him politely.

Although his immortal son died, he still had a more powerful nephew, and he had to give him some dignity.

Liu Dequan would still exchange pleasantries in the past, but he was not in the mood to talk nonsense today.

He directly explained the purpose of his visit: "Liu heard that your house purchased a large amount of red firewood the other day. I wonder if Mr. Lu knows who the firewood seller is?"

Lu Zhongbu understood that he felt bad after losing his beloved son, so he didn't care about his tone.

He nodded and said: "That's what happened. This errand was done by Manager Jiang. I was not in the house for the past two days, so I don't know the specific situation."

Liu Dequan cupped his hands and said, "Please also ask Mr. Lu to call Manager Jiang to come over. Liu has something to ask him about."

Lu Zhongbu told his personal entourage: "Lü Meng, go and call Steward Jiang to come."

"Yes."

Their conversation happened to be overheard by Yue Hong, who was waiting at the side to refill tea at any time.

She rolled her eyes, thinking about the rumors in the past few days. Could it be related to that country bumpkin?

She sneered, didn't this opportunity for revenge come?

She walked into the hall in two steps, knelt down and saluted the two masters, and said to Liu Dequan: "Back to Master Liu, this slave also knows about this. I was also present that day."

Lu Zhongbu looked at Yue Hong, who had taken credit without authorization, with a cold look in his eyes, deciding her outcome in his heart.

Because Liu Dequan was anxious to ask about the situation, he did not scold and stop Yue Hong.

"Say it quickly." Liu Dequan asked eagerly.

A trace of hatred flashed across Yue Hong's face, and she added with added jealousy: "That's a country bumpkin girl with yellow hair. At a young age, she dared to come to our Lu Mansion under the guise of an immortal to deceive her."

"He is vicious and has a big heart..."

Liu Dequan's face became worse and worse after listening to a few sentences. Except for the derogatory words, none of them were useful.

With a dark face, he interrupted her impatiently: "Okay, I'm not here to listen to nonsense like this bitch like you. I want to ask you her name and who she is? Where does she live?"

Yuehong stared at Liu Dequan with an impatient look in fear.

She shrunk her neck and replied in a cowardly voice: "Slave..., slave..."

"Say!" Liu Dequan looked at Yue Hong who was hesitant to say anything and shouted angrily.

Yuehong buried her head in her chest, closed her eyes, and said as if she were dead, "My slave, I don't know."

"I don't know!" This made Liu Dequan very angry.

He gritted his teeth with anger on his face and said, "Are you, a cheap servant, playing tricks on me?"

Yuehong was so frightened that her face turned pale and she shook her head repeatedly: "I don't dare, I don't dare."

At this time, Lu Meng came in with Steward Jiang, and Liu Dequan's attention suddenly shifted to Steward Jiang.

Lu Meng stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "Sir, Manager Chiang is here."

Manager Jiang followed and saluted: "Master."

Liu Dequan gave Yue Hong a cold look and let her go.

Before Lu Zhongbu could speak, Liu Dequan couldn't wait to ask Steward Jiang: "The woman who sold firewood from the Red Flame Tree the other day, does Steward Chiang know who she is?"

Lu Zhongbu frowned slightly, feeling increasingly unhappy, secretly thinking that Liu Dequan's actions were a bit too much.

However, in consideration of his eagerness to track down the murderer, he did not say anything in the end.