Lin Rang was a little speechless, anyway, he wouldn't stay here for long, he could give him time at will, if he wasn't allowed, the other party wouldn't be able to find him.

"Today, three years later, you will make a windfall, and from now on, there will be thousands of acres of fertile land, ten mansions, and groups of wives and concubines. Lin Rang looked serious, talking nonsense and not changing his color. There was no blushing and heartbeat at all.

The more the farmer listened, the brighter his eyes became, and he walked away.

"Give me the math, how long can I live?" With the living sign of the farmer, it didn't take long for a trembling old woman to come. Walking is a little unsteady. Full of gray hair and wrinkled face.

"You can live a long life. Lin Rang knew that people like to listen to good words, but he didn't think about it, and as soon as the words fell, the old woman cried.

"I don't want to live that long. The old woman kept wiping away her tears.

Lin Rang was stunned for a moment, there are still people who are afraid of a long life! But he soon understood that this old woman probably didn't want to be a burden and affect her family. I want to leave early.

"It's fair that you raise them and they give you a good old age. So, don't feel like a burden, because you didn't abandon them when they were weak. Lin Rang smiled faintly.

After the old woman left, a few more villagers came to Lin Rang to tell fortunes, some asked about marriage, some asked about the harvest, and some asked about the future.

Without exception, Lin Rang said good things, and several village names were smiling. Happily departed.

In fact, it is impossible for Lin Rang to say bad things, otherwise it will definitely make people angry. Take a hoe and a sickle and drive him away.

The time of the day always passes unconsciously, and in the blink of an eye, it is dusk.

The sunset on the horizon is very bright, and the evening wind brings some coldness.

The young woman had just returned from the field, and she was fighting a hoe, her forehead covered with beads of sweat. walked in front of Lin Rang.

"Can you help me do the math, can my husband be named on the gold list this time?" she pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from her bosom, on which her husband's birth date was recorded.

You can see that the young woman is prepared. In fact, there was a fortune teller in the village, and it soon spread to all corners of the village. And this fortune teller does not collect money. It's not in vain, it's not in va

Lin Rang waited for the person he wanted to wait, he took a crumpled piece of paper, and from the young woman's words, he got a few messages.

First, the young woman is married.

Second, her father-in-law is a scholar, otherwise there would be no title on the gold list.

Third, her father-in-law must have no money, otherwise he would not marry a disfigured woman. Unless it's true love in legends. However, the odds are almost negligible. Because true love also depends on appearance.

"What's your name?" asked Lin Rang, pretending to look at the eight characters of his birthday.

"Sword dance. The young woman pursed her lips.

"Judging from the eight characters of his birthday, your husband will be named on the gold list. Lin Rang was still saying good things. In fact, the title of the gold list should be seen by literary talent. You shouldn't look at the birth date.

Jian Wu laughed happily at once, of course, her smile would not be very good, because her face was covered with hideous scars, large burns.

"Don't you count your parents' fortunes?" Lin Rang smiled faintly, he really couldn't see anything special about this sword dance, it was completely an ordinary peasant child, was it really a sword fetus sister?

"They're dead. "Sword Dance was in a very low mood.

Lin Rang exhaled slowly, and he felt the chaotic qi in his body rioting. Suppression is required.

"I'm sorry, I don't know, it's supposed to be a flying disaster! After all, you're not old, and your parents should be alive. ”

"There was a fire in the house. Sword Dance lowered his head and walked away step by step.

The fire broke out, and Lin Rang understood how the scar on Jian Wu's face came from.

Late at night, it was raining in the sky, and Lin Rang sneaked to Jian Wu's house, and it was dark inside. However, there is a sense of God, which does not affect Lin Rang's actions.

He estimated that if it was really the sister of the sword fetus, there must be something special about it, and he needed to check it carefully with his senses.

Jian Wu's home is three thatched huts with a small vegetable garden outside. To Lin Jean's surprise, Jian Wu slept in the same bed by herself, rather than sharing a bed with her husband. It could be that her husband was afraid of nightmares. I don't want to sleep with an ugly bastard.

The furnishings in the thatched hut are very basic, the beds are very ordinary wooden beds, and the quilts are very old. However the house is very clean. Looks like the sword dance is well kept.

Lin Rang walked over, just as he wanted to hold Jian Wu's wrist and probe his body with his divine sense. Suddenly, Sword Dance sat up all at once.

"Who?" she was terrified.

Lin Rang left quickly without making a sound.

The rain outside began to get heavier, Lin Rang was a little surprised, an ordinary person should not be so alert!

For several days in a row, Lin Rang secretly observed the sword dance, and found that his perception was really keen, always looking around, he should have noticed something, but he didn't find him.

Because it doesn't have a sense of divine consciousness, because it doesn't have the slightest cultivation.

Jian Wu is a person who goes to the ground and works alone, and she has to try her best to make money, because her husband has to study. Pen, ink, paper, and inkstone should be a great expense for ordinary farmers.

And her husband, naturally, never has to work, at least under Lin Rang's secret observation, Jian Wu's husband doesn't even have to wash his feet, and he reads every day.

Therefore, everything needs to be done by Jian Wu, she has no skills, and it is naturally relatively difficult to make money. Therefore, she had to take the risk to collect the medicine, then dry it in the sun and take it to the herb shop to exchange it for money.

This is almost the only income for her family. In the case of farmland, it is just enough to eat. After all, the sword dance didn't have much strength. She can't be like those young people, who can go hunting, and can draw arrows with a bow and arrows.

This village is not as peaceful as Lin Rang imagined, and there will still be ridicule and disdain. This is, of course, for the Sword Dance.

Lin Rang has heard more than once that some people privately scolded Jian Wu for being a mourning star and killing his father and mother. In the future, she will kill her husband.

Jian Wu's husband, named Tang Yiheng, is the only scholar in this village, and he may have been named on the gold list, but in fact, he has failed several times.

It is too difficult for a rural scholar with no identity, no background, and no money to want a title on the gold list. After all, who knows if there's any inside story about that thing. And this inside story must be for those sons.

After Kenbu's parents were burned to death in the fire, Kenmai had nowhere to stay, as everything in the house had been reduced to ashes. It was Jian Wu's husband Tang Yiheng who took her in and married her.

As for the origin of the Mourning Star, it is that in that fire, Jian Wu was not burned to death, but only disfigured. To everyone's surprise, it was a raging fire, and it happened at night, the doors and windows were closed, and it was basically difficult to escape.

In Lin Rang's opinion, this confirmed from the side that the sword dance was definitely not ordinary. It should have been more than luck that narrowly escaped death.

Lin Rang hid in the shadows, observing the sword dance all the time. She didn't go down to the ground today. Carrying a medicine basket on his back, he was going to collect medicine.

There are only some low mountains around the village, and there is no heaven and earth vitality, so there will be no treasure medicine at all. Lin Rang estimated that he only had some ordinary medicinal herbs. If you sell it to a medicine shop, you won't have a lot of money.

Lin Rang didn't interfere with the trajectory of Jian Wu's life, and if he wanted to, he could make Jian Wu very rich. He now has to wait for Nangong Xiaowu to transmit the sound. See what to do next.

In short, Lin Rang didn't want to stay here for a long time, this place. After all, there was no abundant Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi for him to cultivate. And it can be seen that Sword Dance should not leave here in a short period of time.

So Lin Rang can leave temporarily, he estimates that Sword Dance is very likely to be the sister of the Sword Fetus, although it looks ordinary. But beneath the ordinary lies something unique.

The first is perception, and ordinary people don't have that strong perception. Lin Rang found out more than once that Jian Wu found that someone was peeping, although she couldn't find anyone peeping, but she was on guard.

The second is to escape from the fire, it is said that he was burned by the fire all night and did not die. This is not normal. Even the iron pot in her house has melted, how can the flesh and blood resist it.

Therefore, under the ordinariness of the sword dance, there are extraordinary things.

The mountain road is very rugged, and the sword dance is very difficult. She's going to the edge of a dangerous cliff, because that's where the herbs have the best chance of appearing.

Lin Rang's husband Tang Yiheng, who was a little unhappy with the sword dance, could sit at home and study so peacefully, and he didn't have to do any work and handed everything over to a woman.

This is not the demeanor of a husband, and he is reluctant to even wash his feet. Could it be that the hand holding the pen, ink, paper and inkstone is very noble.

The edge of the cliff was a little wet, and Jian Wu was careless and fell. It is dozens of zhang high. If the flesh and blood go down, it will definitely be shattered.

Lin Rang stood in the treetops in the distance, his eyes were wide open, and he didn't go to the rescue immediately, because the next thing to prove was whether Sword Dance was the sister of the Sword Fetus after all.

But it's a bit cruel, and if it doesn't, it will die.

With Jian Wu's figure declining rapidly, Lin Rang's body moved, he didn't want to prove anything with a fresh life. This fresh life is hard enough.

Lin Rang flew very fast, and when he was about to get closer, Jian Wu suddenly reached out and pressed his palm on the ground. A backlash strikes, counteracting the momentum of the fall. Sword Dance landed safely on the ground.

Lin Rang stood in mid-air a little embarrassed, a little incredible, the sword dance didn't seem to have the slightest cultivation, how did he press this palm. Could it be that his eyes were spent.

"Are you following me?" Jian Wu's face was very heavy, and he seemed to be surprised by his abnormal behavior.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean it badly. Lin Rang fell, a smile on his face.