Quick Transmigration: The Way of Life

Chapter 1742 Concealed and Kidnapped Little Taoist Twelve

It would be a good thing if the years were quiet like this, but there are unforeseen circumstances, because of the earthquake, more people have died recently, and Lin Lang's business has also improved, and she has started to do things for others, and of course the harvest is also great. It's full, at least I have money for the New Year.

That night, when he went back, he suddenly felt as if someone was following him. After practicing breathing for a period of time, he already felt the existence of qi, and his body became lighter. His eyes were clear and his ears were sensitive. Coupled with the fact that he has practiced martial arts, he can easily detect that someone is following him.

Lin Lang couldn't help frowning, who would follow a poor and down-to-earth Taoist priest in his spare time?I have no use value. No matter what, as long as others don't do it, Lin Lang doesn't want to do it first, because she is afraid of provoking the big boss.

So responding to all movements without moving, Lin Lang went back quietly, opened the door and found that Wang Lan was still awake, and asked with concern, "Why haven't you slept so late?"

Wang Lan said in a daze: "I'm waiting for you. I'm afraid that there will be some accidents when you come back at night and you can't see the road down the mountain, so I will light the lamp for you. All right, since you are back, I will Go to sleep first!"

Lin Lang quickly blinked at Wang Lan, and when he was silent, "By the way, don't rush away, I still have something to tell you!"

Wang Lan naturally sensed Lin Lang's abnormality, and nodded, "Okay, if you have anything to say, hurry up and tell me!"

Lin Lang took out a piece of white paper and a quill pen from the side, and wrote while writing with ink, "By the way, your mother has been here for a while. I saw that your younger brother is three years old now. Why does he still look like a one-year-old?" Like my child, he can even talk, but forget it, why do you stumble when you walk?"

Wang Lan was a little strange, after all, you just talk when you talk, what are you doing writing and drawing over there, but when he saw the notes on the paper, his pupils constricted and he said: "Oh, it's not my grandma, he really It's so heartless, since my father left, he didn't feed my mother, and even my younger brother lived a full and hungry life, so although he is three years old, he is not even as good as a one-year-old child!
But it's not too late now. During this time, I've been supplementing him with nutrition, and it will be all right after a while! "

Lin Lang nodded, and handed over the quill and the paper at the same time, "Oh, this child is so pitiful, I heard you call that child all the time yesterday, dog egg, dog egg, and so on. It's really vulgar, you two brothers and sisters don't have names yet, how about I give you ones?"

"Thank you very much, Taoist priest, but..." Wang Lan took the quill and said while writing: "Choosing a name is a big deal, I have to ask my mother, let mother decide!"

"Naturally!" Lin Lang nodded, took Wang Lan's quill, and began to write, "I've been busy recently, I'm afraid I come back late every day, next time you don't leave a lamp for me, you should sleep Go to sleep, after all, you are tired of following your mother to weeding the back mountain every day during this time, if you wait for me at night, you will lose your energy the next day!"

"Master Dao, it's fine. If I don't see you coming back, I won't feel at ease. I'm afraid that something will happen to you..." Wang Lan took the quill again and started writing again.

The two came back and forth, talking and writing. After some time, the two stopped and looked at each other. Lin Lang said, "Okay, it's getting late, you should go to rest early!"

"Okay, I'll go back first. There's hot water burning in the pot. You can wash up before going to sleep, so you'll be more comfortable!" Wang Lan nodded, and returned to the room with the oil lamp in her hand.

Looking at the paper on the table, Lin Lang stroked her chin, picked up the teacup on the table, and poured tea directly on the paper, the ink was smeared, and she couldn't see what was written on the paper at all!
As for what is written on the paper...

Lin Lang first asked Wang Lan if she had met any strange people recently, and by the way told about her being followed.

Wang Lan was terrified at first, but soon calmed down, thought about it, and then honestly answered that nothing unusual happened recently, and if there was anything unusual, it would be the jars of pickles that she pickled herself. They were all from the same batch, but one of them was broken. It was obviously contaminated by something unclean, and there were traces of opening it. At first, Wang Lan thought it was her mother who made it accidentally. But thinking about it now, someone should be staring at him.

Wang Lan asked again, who is following them, after all, they are nothing now, one is a poor little Taoist priest, the other is a poor girl who was kicked out of the house, both of them are poor and white, and they have not done anything that is not in line with this requirement. The things of the times... No, they made ready-made honey, and Lin Lang told the village head that a disaster would happen...

The two were silent. Could it be that someone investigated them? If this is the case, it would not be surprising that someone followed them, but was it an enemy or a friend who followed them?
The two of them couldn't guess and didn't dare to act rashly. The only way now is to restrain themselves and try not to do things that are not in line with this era.

Lin Lang went to the kitchen first, and while no one else was paying attention, she threw the papers they had written in the stove. After a while, the papers caught fire. Wash your face and feet with water, then go back to your room, close your eyes and force yourself not to go, thinking about what happened today.

The next morning, Lin Lang got up early. Since they lived on the mountainside, the mountain was foggy, and the second family also woke up. After making breakfast, seeing Lin Lang got up, she hurriedly greeted Lin Lang for dinner.

"Daoist, the third girl of our family told us about naming things after going back yesterday. Originally, his father should have done this matter, but it's a pity that his father left early, and no one worried about these two children. It's just Sanya and Goudan barking..." The corner of the second child's mouth showed a bit of bitterness, "It's also because I, a mother, don't care. About the name, I thank the Taoist priest for worrying!"

Lin Lang nodded, "That's fine, when you come back at night, you can give me the horoscopes of the two of them's birthdays, and I will combine the horoscopes of their two births to give the two children a good name!"

The second child showed a smile, "Thank you, Taoist priest!"

Lin Lang waved her hand, "You guys and I are destined, so don't say thank you next time, these are all fate, I won't say anything, I have to go down the mountain quickly, there is another family to do today !"

"It's foggy today, Daoist, be careful when you go down the mountain!" The second child said with concern as she watched Lin Lang leave.

Lin Lang nodded, holding the tools in his hands, and slowly descended the mountain. In fact, the method is very simple, it is nothing more than drawing a few spells, then reciting some rebirth spells, and then pretending to be a ghost for a while.

Finally, it was noon, and Lin Lang thought she could have a meal, but was dragged into the house by the owner of the house.

"What do you guys mean?" Lin Lang asked cautiously.

The son of that family rubbed his hands, "Master Daoist, you once said that the third girl of the Li family came back to life because her life was not over, and Lord Yan let her come back on purpose. According to this statement, has the Master Daoist seen her?" Lord Yan?"

Lin Lang squinted her eyes and shook her head, pretending to say: "Why are you asking this, maybe you want to see the King of Hell, it's simple, if you want to go, just hang a rope on the beam and put your neck in it! "

The son of that family rubbed his hands, "Master Daoist, I am alive and well, how could I meet Lord Yan, but... I want to ask Lord Yan about something, you know my father is in a hurry There are many things that I don’t know very well, so I would like to ask the Taoist priest if he can ask Lord Yan to let my father come back, even if he can’t come back, it’s okay to let his ghost come back, and ask him where he put his things?”

(End of this chapter)