Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

It was confirmed that Li Yin was fighting the king of southern Yunnan, and the second uncle was looking for the buried treasure. Lin Liang was still very worried.

The last few uncles persuaded him: "Anyway, there is no other way, the child is as dead as if he is dead, a dead horse is a living horse doctor, try!"

Lin Liangcai gritted his teeth, "Just try it!"

It was already midnight when we got back to the house, and the Lin's kitchen delivered two bowls of white fungus soup.

Sitting and eating supper, Ling Huang said: "If you can't fight, I will find a way to help."

"Able to fight." Li Yin smiled at Ling Huang, "Your Yin'er is very powerful."

"It's amazing..." Ling Huang said "hey" in the middle of speaking, "Why do you talk to Lin Liang and the others quite fluently, but once you get back to the room, you stutter like a little stutter again?"

"It's so tiring to talk like that." Li Yin frowned distressedly, "Obviously it's okay, let's talk separately, if you have to, join them. I'm exhausted."

"Thank you." Ling Huang patted the back of Li Yin's hand across the table, "But if the Lin family can find out where your mother is, it is also equivalent to finding out about you, and who is the soul niche in your mother's heart It’s done. The mystery of who is doing things all the time can be solved. We should also help the Lin family.”

"I want to help." Li Yin nodded solemnly, "That little baby, his mother, must be very sad."

"Yes..." Ling Huang thought of Lin Liang's timid wife.

The woman looked weak, her complexion was not very good, and her eyes were always dim.

At first Ling Huang thought that she was simply afraid of ghosts and Li Yin, so she was scared like that.

It's only now that I know that the Lin family still has this kind of trouble. Mothers don't have to suffer every day, how can they look radiant.

"When he grows up, he still wants to marry a wife." Li Yin said again, "It's a pity that he just died like this, and it's not his fault."

It is naturally not the child's fault that Lin Liang, the father's unintentional fault, harmed the child.

But if you really want to investigate the fault, you can't just blame Lin Liang.

In recent decades, the trend of making living soul niches has forced many aristocratic families to follow the trend. Whoever does not do it will be treated as a soft persimmon if other families know about it. A patriarch like Lin Liang who has been passed down for countless generations will definitely want it. Find ways to continue the glory of the family.

"To be strong, to save face, to be prosperous and not to be easily provoked by others, this is the nature of humble people in our industry." Ling Huang smiled, "If my family didn't have ancestors, I might have been stared at and bullied by other aristocratic families long ago. , there are so many magic treasures and cheats at home, there will always be someone eager to snatch them away."

"Lady." Li Yin called softly.

"..." Ling Huang looked up at him.

Li Yin fished a candied date from the bowl and brought the spoon over, "Miss eat it, it's very sweet."

"Should I say thank you husband?" Ling Huang opened his mouth and chewed the pitted candied dates, "Mmm, it's very sweet."

"My wife, no one dares to bully me." Li Yin changed back to the topic just now, "People outside will know that I am in the Ling family."

"What are you talking about?" Ling Huang felt a little baffled, "Not many people know about your affairs, besides, your Northern Xia Dynasty is not a well-known dynasty, even if you let people know that you are the Northern Xia Dynasty, they will How do you know how capable you are..."

At the end, Ling Huang was stunned.

Li Yin scooped up another candied date and fed it to Ling Huang's mouth, smiling harmlessly, as innocent as a child.

"You beat the king of southern Yunnan this time..." Ling Huang felt goose bumps all over his body, "Not just helping the Lin family? Not just fighting with the Lin family? You are fighting to become famous?"

"I, protect my wife, protect my mother." Li Yin poked Ling Huang's teeth open with a small spoon, and said with a soft smile, "Let them know that messing with me is courting death."