Lin also didn't know what happened in the Nian Porcelain Workshop, but after this incident, Lin also knew the importance of hiding his identity as a monk.

If you use these rings with swagger, you will definitely be surrounded by a large group of people, and even plotted by some people with bad intentions, although Lin is not afraid of these things, but it is always good to keep a low profile.

After buying enough toys, the next step is to buy food for Master.

Lin also took out the note, on which there were more than a dozen types of dim sum on display, and an address was added at the end.

"Maixiang Village? Does Master mean to let me go here and buy it? "Although I don't know why Yuan Kite let me buy it here, since the place is marked, it saves Lin to ask everywhere.

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The reason why Maixiang Village is named Maixiang Village is precisely because the flour made of wheat here is soft and white, and it is famous for hundreds of miles.

There are dozens of houses neatly nestled in the village, and it looks like there are no more than a hundred families. The village is surrounded by large wheat fields, which are full of yellow wheat. It looks like a paradise.

Walking down the path into the village, an old woman who looked to be fifty or sixty years old was sitting on a stone pier at the door, looking like she was weaving hemp rope.

Lin also walked up to the old man, "Mother-in-law, may I ask if this is Maixiang Village?" ”

The old woman raised her head, looked Lin Ye up and down a few times with a pair of cloudy eyes, lowered her head and continued to work on the work in her hands.

Seeing that the old woman didn't care about herself, Lin Ye was not angry, but quietly took out two taels of silver from the ring and respectfully put it in the old woman's hand.

Seeing that the old woman put the silver into her pocket without a trace, Lin couldn't help but feel a little emotional, whether it was in the past life or now, the fastest thing to add to the distance between people is really money.

After the old woman accepted the money, she obviously changed her expression, and asked flatteringly: "Back to Gongzi, we are here in Daoxiang Village." ”

After getting the answer he wanted, Lin also continued to ask, "Do you have a name here?"

Yun Niang's? ”

Hearing the name "Yun Niang", the old woman's expression froze obviously, "You... What are you looking for Yun Niang?"

Although he was a little surprised by the old woman's sudden expression, Lin Ye still said politely; "It's not a secret, I like pastries since I was a child, and when I went out this time, I heard that there was a lady named Yun Niang in Daoxiang Village, and her skills were very good. So I want to buy some and let the cheap people try it. ”

I saw the old woman stretch out a finger like the root of a dead tree and point to a family in the village, and said hesitantly: "That... Yun Niang's house is there, you go! ”

Lin also glanced at it, turned his head and asked something, only to see that the old woman had already packed up her things and fled back to the yard.

The old woman's hurried appearance made Lin Ye even more puzzled, she was just an ordinary woman buying pastries, why did this old woman give people a feeling of seeing a ghost.

With doubts in his heart, Lin also came to the house pointed by the old woman.

Presumably other families in Maixiang Village, Yun Niang's house can be said to be relatively cold, a small thatched house leaking everywhere, next to it is a chicken pen surrounded by wooden stakes without even worms, plus the crooked neck old locust tree at the door, so that Lin can't help but be a little suspicious, is the person who lives in this kind of house really a well-known pastry chef?

Lin also knocked lightly on the wooden door and asked, "Hello, is there anyone?" No one in the house responded, and Lin also tried to push the door, only to find that the wooden door had been sealed. Through the gap in the wooden door, you can still smell a rich smell of wheat, which is also mixed with a faint ...... The smell of blood?

Lin Ye frowned, and there was a faint bad premonition in his heart, and a brute force forcibly pushed the door open.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, a kang with a mattress, an offering table with a tablet, and a large dusty board, which looks like the place where the lady makes pastries.

Lin also stretched out a finger and gently wiped it on the offering table, leaving a clear white mark, and it looked like he had been away for at least a week. On the tablet, the words "Xiankao Pu Su Zhang Youer's God Lord" are written in vermilion ink, which should be Yun Niang's husband and other characters.

However, what made Lin also really feel a little curious was that this kang also had a thick layer of ash on the torn quilt that had been patched several times, but it was very casually crumpled up and piled at the foot of the bed.

If the owner of this house really wants to go far away, or even not come back for more than ten days, will it be so messy? And......

Lin Ye stretched out his hand to open the pillow on the bed, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the place covered under the pillow was a large piece of blood that had congealed into a scab, and even the pillow was stained with a little bit. Presumably this is the source of the wisp of blood I just smelled.

Lin Ye sneered: "No wonder that old woman just now looked like she had seen a ghost when she heard that I was going to find Yun Niang." ”

Just as Lin was muttering to himself, a strange noise suddenly came from outside the window.

"Who?!" Lin also ran out of the house, at this time the sun had set, through the faint moonlight, Lin Ye was able to not far away There was a figure running away in a panic, but it seemed that because he was wearing a long shirt, he was not running fast.

Lin also jumped up, and instantly came behind the man, raised his foot, and kicked the man's ass.

The man staggered forward a few steps, and one of them did not stand still, and fell on the ground with a dog gnawing mud.

Lin also stepped forward, grabbed the man's collar, lifted the other party directly, and turned it over. At this time, Lin Ye saw the whole picture of this person, who looked like he was just a scholar of the same age as himself, and his clothes were a little similar to his own.

I saw that the man struggled a few times, then stretched out his feet and glared at Lin Ye angrily, "Since you have been caught, you want to kill and slaughter, listen to you!" ”

This person looks generous and righteous, but Lin Ye can't fix it himself. Lin Ye looked at this person with a puzzled expression, and asked uncertainly:

"Fools?"

Bian Sinian: "...... Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated! ”

Lin also didn't seem to hear the other party's generous statement, and stretched out a hand to pull the other party up.

"Who are you?"

Bian Sinian snorted coldly, tilted his face to the side, and didn't mean to ignore Lin Ye.

Lin also sighed, took out his knife from the ring, and put it on Bian Sinian's neck.

"I ask again, who are you?"

Before the knife was put on Bian Sinian's neck, he heard a "plop" sound and knelt directly in front of him.

"Back to Pu Bian Si Nian, the young man spares his life."

Lin Ye; ...... "Good fellow, you surrendered faster than France!"

"Didn't you just say that you want to kill or chop, it's all up to me?" Lin also asked with a smile.

"Life is your own, and the flesh is your parent's. As a scholar, how can he hurt his parents for his own righteousness. If it weren't for those two legs that trembled like Parkinson's, Lin would have almost believed Bian Sinian's nonsense.

"A good flesh belongs to parents." Lin also sneered, and the hand holding the knife couldn't help but increase his strength a little.

''Say!'' What are you doing here!! ’’

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[To be continued]