Li Anping looked up at the door number, which was the same as on the envelope, he stepped forward and knocked on the door, revealing a small head.

The little boy with a face like a crown of jade, staring at the stranger full of vigilance:

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

Li Anping squeezed out a smile that he felt very gentle, "Little classmate, can you help my brother hand over this letter to your family?" ”

Brother? Lin Luodong resisted the urge to roll his eyes, the man in front of him, his eyes were blue, his figure was fat, he was older than his father, he resisted the urge of his poisonous tongue, so he did not call him "uncle", but took the envelope obediently.

There is only an address, no recipient, and this person doesn't look like a post office or a courier, Lin Luodong is smart and precocious, and he won't let people into the house easily, and after asking the man in front of him if there is anything else, he feels that the door is closed.

The door closed with Li Anping's nose, but he still saw the exquisite wooden building and Weng Cui's courtyard with sharp eyes.

I didn't expect that there was such a house in Rongcheng, it was really a rich and noble family...... Li Anping was a little unwilling in his heart, he heard that Aunt Li said that Lin Luoran bought a villa in Rongcheng, and he knew that this woman had a lot of money in her life, how could he give her up to Aili in the first place?

It's all you who bear me!

Li Anping walked in the alley, looked at no one on the left and right, and kicked a can away - you wait, you owe me Li Anping, and you will have to pay it back one day, two sluts.

Who knew that the can was too uninteresting, and after hitting the wall, it bounced back, hit Li Anping's ankle, and made him grit his teeth and limp back to the company.

How could the can have such elasticity, but it accidentally hit the protective cover of the Lin family, which made Li Anping suffer a small loss.

At this time, Lin Luodong took the envelope to find Lin Luoran, who was looking for a place with Rong Donglin on the map, making preparations before departure.

"Sister, your letter!"

Lin Luoran took the envelope and looked at the address printed on the computer, a little suspicious. She flipped through the back of the envelope, there was really nothing special, but she didn't open it immediately, and after being interrupted by Lin Luodong, she suddenly remembered something.

She took out a cowhide envelope from under the desk and handed it to Rong Donglin, who raised his head and bent over for too long, with some back pain.

What does this mean, though?

Rong Donglin looked at the three stacks of old man's heads inside, a little dazed.

"Your translator's salary ......"

Rong Donglin shook his head, "Where do you want so much?" ”

Lin Luoran took the tea made by Luo Dong's little dog's leg, "I haven't finished speaking, what are you anxious about?" Here is not only your salary as a translator, but also the salary of this trip to Dongting in advance. ”

She saw that Rong Donglin still had something to say, so she interrupted him: "I know you are honest, everyone is looking for a job, friendship is one thing, you use the skills you have learned to make money, this is a matter of course, don't let Professor Qi worry about you, think about it yourself, am I right?" ”

No one can survive by drinking wind and dew, and it is not a shame to make money to support his family by relying on what he has learned, Rong Donglin will refuse, but he doesn't want to take advantage of the Lin family too much, but the translator is a job, and he said it at the beginning, he really doesn't need to refuse the salary at this time.

What's more, the situation at home does not allow him to be a high-ranking person.

Lin Luoran saw him accept it, took a sip of tea and put forward the idea that he had been thinking about for a long time: "Senior Brother Rong, you also know that our family is a little special, in terms of literacy and hyphenation, Luo Dong needs an enlightenment teacher, I don't know if you can consider it, come back from Dongting and officially become Luo Dong's tutor?" ”

Governess, Brother Donglin? Lin Luodong nodded violently at this, and had no opinion at all.

Rong Donglin saw that the little boy's eyes were full of anticipation, and he stroked his forehead helplessly, "Let me think about it." ”

Doing part-time work and taking this as a serious career, Rong Donglin really needs to weigh the gains and losses. Lin Luoran also forced him too tightly, leaving the space to Rong Donglin, and he and Luo Dong walked out of the study.

The Lin family was full of spiritual energy, and even the spring flowers bloomed brighter than outside, Lin Luoran sat down on the swing in the backyard and shook off the somewhat inexplicable letter.

With a few simple words, Lin Luoran pondered for a while, and his eyes fell on the letter - Xin Yuanping.

It turns out that the woman in black is called Xin Yuanping?

She had just learned the name of this great enemy, but the problem was that the two had only tried to fight each other two days ago, how could she send such a letter?

The content of the letter is simple:

"I know you're going to find the Dongting Dragon Palace, Lin Luoran, I'm afraid we're going to cooperate this time."

Well, in just three sentences, Lin Luoran's state of mind felt embarrassed.

First, he only offered a reward for the news of the soul nourishing wood on the forum, and did not mention the Dongting Dragon Palace, the woman in black...... Eh, how did Xin Yuanping find out?

Rong Donglin has just finished translating this part of the entire Han Tomb Bamboo Slip recorded in a water book, and the news has not been transmitted. As for the possibility that Rong Donglin is an inner ghost, even if he wants to, he doesn't have the time.

Second, if Xin Yuanping knew something, such as whether the Dongting Dragon Palace really existed and where the entrance was, what was she going for?

Three, even if he chooses not to cooperate, it is difficult to guarantee that Xin Yuanping will not make trouble secretly, this matter is tangled in the entanglement, it seems that no matter how he chooses, Xin Yuanping has already planned to go to Dongting Lake.

- Then, let's cooperate.

Lin Luoran put the envelope aside and dialed Mu Lao's phone.

A few days ago, the basilisk incident in the square was hot at this time, and Mu Lao inevitably nagged Lin Luoran a few words, which also showed the attitude of the government, so that Lin Luoran had a good bottom in his heart.

"Yes, the Buddha I talked to you about last time, well, yes, yes, yes, is there a way to arrange a festival through official channels?"

Mu Lao only said that this was a minor problem, and Lin Luoran said a few words to him, promising that he would have time to go to the imperial capital to see them, and then hung up the phone.

Cooperation, then let's "cooperate" once, Lin Luoran clenched the letter in his hand and secretly made up his mind.

However, Xin Yuanping may not like the cooperation method she chooses - just a surprise?

Rong Donglin pushed the door out and agreed to stay in the Lin family to be a tutor for Luo Dong, and the young man jumped up happily.

"Alright then, we'll leave later!"

********

Fragrant Hills Villa.

Mu Lao hung up the phone and rubbed a jade wrench in his hand. When he heard that he was going to hold a "Fa meeting", he had already vaguely guessed what Lin Luoran was going to do.

This is an errand that offends people, but Mu Lao agreed without thinking about it.

Not only because he has a good impression of Lin Luoran, a junior, but also because he is not used to some humane and sanctimonious performances.

The cultivation world in China has already torn a hole in front of the secular people, and perhaps this is the last chance for their generation.

As for how to go in the future, Mu Lao has no bottom in his heart.

But he believes that people who can adapt to the times the fastest will always have a few more opportunities than others.

The magic is declining, and the girl of the Lin family was born at this time, which is too much of a coincidence.

Mu Lao was still pondering, and a figure rushed in, and when he fixed his eyes, it was Mu Tiannan with a frosty face.

This grandson, who is still hairy in his thirties, Mu Lao was about to beat him, but Mu Tiannan's mood was a little wrong.

"You already knew, didn't you?"

Know, know what? Mu Lao had a faint bad premonition in his heart.

Mu Tiannan laughed, and there were suspicious traces of water in his eyes:

"In the past few years, I have always thought that I gave up the opportunity to my sixth brother, so I don't regret it, I always want to help the Mu family develop well, grandpa, can you give me another chance to choose...... However, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, you already know it, I obviously don't have a doji...... It's a waste person who cultivates, why do you still give me a chance to dream! ”

It's really ridiculous, the suave Mu Sangongzi, the proud and arrogant Mu Sangongzi, turned out to be a waste.

Mu Tiannan laughed maniacally, he originally thought that the things in this world, as long as you work hard, you can get them.

But Dowkey ...... Heaven is not up to man, in his life, no matter how hard he works, there will never be the possibility of cultivation.