Concubine Nian is Daiyu [Red Mansion + Qingchuan]

Looking around, Lin Daiyu couldn't help feeling flustered as she didn't feel the presence of that person.

Walking aimlessly, Lin Daiyu has never felt so helpless since her rebirth. Unknowingly, she has become so dependent on the person in the space who may or may not exist.

I don't know how long she walked in the space, Lin Daiyu broke out in sweat on her forehead, she was panting lightly, her face was obviously pale.

At this time, the voice came slightly, and only said a simple "I am here."

At this moment, he shouldn't come out to see her, but seeing her like this, he couldn't bear it.

Lin Daiyu turned around and looked for the figure she had never seen before. Because of these two simple words, her heart became inexplicably at ease.

It turned out that she was thinking too much, Lin Daiyu finally relaxed her brows, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Just now, Lin Daiyu was exhausted after expending a lot of energy. She walked out of the space, touched the jade bracelet in her hand, and fell asleep peacefully.

When she fell into a deep sleep, one of the flowers beside the spiritual spring withered in the space.

Outside the door of Lin's house, a light breeze blew, and the ashes from the charms that had melted into the soil blew towards the direction of the Lin's courtyard with the wind, everything was silent.

Looking at the lame Taoist.

He did not leave Yangzhou, but came to Zhuangzi outside the Lin Mansion, where he wanted to meet an old friend.

It is said that this is a Zhuangzi, but it is actually a shop, but it is not a place for business, but a transit place between Lin's shop and Zhuangzi.

Lin Ruhai has worked in Yangzhou for many years, and has also bought a lot of properties here. In order to prevent her daughter from being wronged, Lin Ruhai planned to use these shops as Lin Daiyu's dowry.

But before, Lin Ruhai had been running the business in a non-commercial manner. Officials were not businessmen, and few scholars were able to be astute in business, until Zhen Shiyin appeared.

Zhen Shiyin happened to be one of the rare people. During this period, the income of the Lin family village and the shop in January caught up with the income of the previous three months.

Zhen Shiyin would come to this Zhuangzi every few days, and now Lin Ruhai's cronies are assisting Zhen Shiyin to take charge of the affairs outside the Lin family.

The Lin family runs various shops, and Zhen Shiyin has a good vision. In the past few months, he has bought several shops one after another, and they are running well.

Zhuangzi also grows agricultural products. Except for self-sufficiency, Zhen Shiyin keeps some of the rest, and sells the rest. Anyway, if they don’t sell them, they will be damaged in the cellar.

In this way, it gave the Lin family a lot of silver taels.

If there is any surplus, Zhen Shiyin will use Lin Ruhai's name. Of course, these things are all agreed by Lin Ruhai. They distribute these things to the poor people in their jurisdiction, which invisibly increases Lin Ruhai's image among the people.

I don't know what method was used, but the lame Taoist found this place easily.

He stood outside this Zhuangzi for two or three days, neither eating nor drinking nor speaking, with wicked eyes.

It happened that it was raining one day, and the lame Taoist sat outside calmly, as if he wasn't the one who was drenched by the rain.

The already scruffy, lame Taoist was even more unsightly after being drenched in the rain.

He just sat in the middle in front of Zhuangzi, so that people who came here couldn't make a detour.

The folks in Zhuangzi originally wanted to drive away the lame Taoist, but seeing his cloudy old eyes and his strange behavior these days, no one dared to be the spearhead.

In this world, lunatics are as easy to mess with as officials.

The shopkeepers who came to reconcile the account saw that there was such a plague god blocking the door, so they didn't dare to come. The people at the door of Zhuangzi, which was still busy with people, suddenly decreased a lot.

They all wanted to wait for Zhen Shiyin to find him.

Although these people only looked at the back of the lame Taoist, they all felt that he was a bit evil and couldn't tell.

The crippled man ignored them, waiting for someone who was waiting.

After waiting for five days, the lame Taoist waited, Zhen Shiyin finally came.

Zhen Shiyin felt something was wrong when he walked to the entrance of the alley. According to usual, there should be only a few carriages.

Moreover, they all go back, what's the matter?

These few days Zhen Shiyin was busy opening a new shop, so he came to Zhuangzi a few days later than usual.

I don't know what happened.

When he reached the door, Zhen Shiyin immediately saw the limping Taoist blocking the door.

I saw that the torn clothes on his body were stained with dry mud, and he looked at himself with cloudy old eyes.

For this person, Zhen Shiyin was deeply impressed, thinking that when Yinglian was young, this Taoist and a monk with a scarlet head came to her home, saying that she wanted to take Yinglian with her, so that her fate could be resolved.

Zhen Shiyin didn't believe it at first, but he didn't remember what they said until his daughter was kidnapped by a kidnapper.

For a while, Zhen Shiyin had been regretting that it would have been better if Yinglian had gone with them than being kidnapped by a kidnapper. He really didn't dare to think about his daughter's fate.

Seeing the lame Taoist here, Zhen Shiyin didn't know how he felt. Unlike others, he was not afraid of the lame Taoist.

And with the previous things, Zhen Shiyin unconsciously had a sense of trust in Taoist Pozu from the bottom of his heart.

"Why is the Taoist priest here?" Zhen Shiyin quickly got out of the carriage and greeted him.

The limping Taoist looked Zhen Shiyin up and down, and saw that Zhen Shiyin was wearing a silk gown and thick-soled black boots, looking radiant and smiling. It could be said that he was in the best of spring, and had long since lost the downcast look he had in Jinling.

"I don't want Mr. Zhen to recognize me as an old Taoist." The lame Taoist said, his voice was hoarse, like phlegm, and it made people feel uncomfortable.

However, Zhen Shiyin didn't feel disgusted at all, "The Taoist priest is destined to be with me, how could he not recognize it, if you don't dislike it, please go to Zhuangzi to rest for a while." .

Without rejecting Zhen Shiyin, the lame Taoist nodded to Zhen Shiyin with a smile, but the smile didn't go deep into his eyes.

Zhen Shiyin asked Zhuangzi's buddy to serve the best tea, and then some desserts.

Just arrived in the house and sat down, "Is Ling Qianjin okay?" the lame Taoist asked.

Zhen Shiyin was stunned for a moment, and then the smile returned to his face after a while. It seems that the priest really has some skills, and he knew that he had found his daughter.

"I'm sorry to worry about the Taoist priest. My daughter is fine now. Fortunately, Mr. Lin is here to reunite my family." Zhen Shiyin is really grateful to the Lin family from the bottom of his heart, so when he meets an old friend, he can't help but say thank you come out.

With this kindness alone, he is willing to be a cow and a horse for the Lin family for the rest of his life.

"The Lin family?" The lame Taoist repeated, his cloudy old eyes flickering slightly.

Zhen Shiyin nodded, as if he had just said something inaccurately, he told the lame Taoist all the ins and outs of how the Lin family rescued their daughter.

When he was talking, Zhen Shiyin's eyes were red, but the lame Taoist didn't care.

The lame Taoist listened coldly, listening to the falsified fate.

Sure enough, the source of all karma lies in the Lin Mansion, to be exact, it all lies in one person, Lin Daiyu.

Before Zhen Shiyin could speak, the lame Taoist stood up and walked straight towards the gate.

"Taoist, Taoist, where are you going?" Zhen Shiyin called him from behind, but the lame Taoist seemed to be unable to hear him, and left without looking back.

The boy outside looked at the lame Taoist's posture, thinking that he was crazy and sick, and no one dared to stop him.

Don't look at the lame Taoist with a lame foot, but his walking speed is beyond the speed of ordinary people. After a while, he disappeared from Zhen Shiyin's field of vision.

Zhen Shiyin stood outside the door, and hadn't realized what happened. Why did this person disappear?No matter how you call it, you can't call it.

After recollecting what he said just now, Zhen Shiyin didn't understand what he had just said that irritated the lame Taoist so much that he left without looking back?

Zhen Shiyin patted himself on the head, he said that he really didn't understand, maybe the world of people who practice immortality and become enlightened is not something ordinary people like him can understand.

Not paying attention, Zhen Shiyin went back to the house to reconcile the accounts.

I haven't been here for five days, and things have been a lot of pressure.

Zhen Shiyin did not expect that his indifference would lead to another big mistake.

The lame Taoist still did not leave Yangzhou, he found a ruined temple nearby and stayed.

He has cultivated to such an extent that he basically no longer needs food.

In fact, it was only a little bit short, and the lame Taoist and the monk with a scarlet head would be able to complete their merits and virtues, and become immortals after practicing Taoism, but it was just a little bit short.

In contrast to the lame Taoist monk, since he knew that Lin Daiyu had changed his fate, he began to roam the world, doing good deeds every day, wherever he went, he did good deeds.

The merits and virtues that he would not be satisfied with on weekdays were achieved inadvertently, but the scarlet monk was not in a hurry to report to the fairy world, and he still wanted to stay in the human world for a few more days.

It may be the reason for doing good deeds every day. At this time, the monk with a scarlet head has become a white and fat monk with a kind face. The so-called appearance is born from the heart.

But the lame Taoist was just the opposite. His right foot became more and more inflexible day by day, and his face became hideous.

But he himself didn't care at all, he was doing the right thing, these were just tests.

The lame Taoist who stayed in the ruined temple for two days finally walked out of the ruined temple on the third day. At this time, his whole body exuded a musty smell. He passed by passers-by, and people couldn't help avoiding him.

When he came to a small alley, a sedan chair came slowly in front of him. The lame Taoist stood in the middle of the road, just blocking the way of the sedan chair.

The person he was waiting for finally came.

The author has something to say: I don’t know if there are any night owls, the second one is a bit late