Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 136: Tianlun
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In the sparsely-traveled area behind the Qingcheng Mountain, the real estate company has developed many single-family villas along the mountain.
These buildings built in the beautiful Qingcheng Mountains have the same selling price as the class they represent. Speaking of which Lin Luoran had occasionally looked up in the real estate magazine more than a year ago, and the price of a building was about Huaxia Forty to fifty million coins.
Although the people are getting richer and richer, even if the wealthy people who often talk about say how much property a certain XX has, after all, real estate accounts for most of it. There are really not many who are willing to use 40-50 million working capital to buy holiday villas. So when Lin Luoran read the magazine, most of the villas here were rented out. Even so, the expensive rent once made Lin Luoran, who was not even a white-collar worker, daunted.
If it wasn't for cultivating immortals, where would you be now?
Getting off the taxi, Lin Luoran looked at the entrance of the villa group in a daze. A year ago, she never thought that one day she would own such a house-practice is not for wealth, but if you can practice while making your life better for yourself and your loved ones, no one will be so stupid to refuse .
Lin Luoran had an oolong when he entered the villa. The guard had never seen the owner who was renting out. She might not care if she didn't think she was pretty. Fortunately, the villa was originally transferred under Lin Luoran's name. She showed her ID card and went in smoothly.
The villas are all around the mountain road. Where Lin Lin and their mothers live now, at the innermost corner, there is a bluestone pier outside the single-family villa, and a large lake in front of it separates it from other villas. On some natural barriers, privacy is very good.
It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, but there was no light in the villa.
Are they all asleep? Bao Jia is not a person who goes to bed so early...
Lin Luoran was very surprised, and she was concealed as she watched the door, and lightly flashed in.
There was no sound of people breathing in the room, so it was not that they stopped, but that there was no one.
Papa Lin, Momma Lin, and Baojia and Luodong, where did they go? Lin Luoran first suspected that they had returned to Rongcheng's house, but immediately denied it.
Although the security work of this villa is doing well, it is not enough to tell Dad Lin and the others to go back without closing the door—could it be an accident? Lin Luoran was very disturbed when he thought that this was the only possibility.
She quickly swept across the lawn in front of the villa and came to the house. She didn't even lock the door... Lin Luoran resisted being afraid to open the door and quickly checked the house.
Fortunately, fortunately, the items in the house are in order, and there are no signs of clutter. I don't think something happened at home, Lin Dad and the others should be safe.
Perhaps Dad Lin and the others went for a walk?
I think this might be bigger. Lin Luoran breathed a sigh of relief and simply looked at the villa. She, the nominal owner, saw her second property for the first time.
Different from the Lin House in Rongcheng, this villa is purely European. There are three stories high. Because it is hidden in the gap between towering trees, the third floor has large floor-to-ceiling glass windows. It is estimated that you can overlook the mid-levels from the upper floor. Also, because of the shade of trees, it is cool in summer. Fear of the scorching sun.
Looking at the house, just considering the floor area, seven or eight hundred square meters can’t be beaten, let alone three stories high, and the total space, let alone living in Lin Luoran’s family, is to treat the seven aunts and eight aunts. It's enough to live there.
The yard is surrounded by iron railings, and there is a huge open-air swimming pool inside. The other parts of the yard are covered with grass. The corner of the yard is planted with a circle of roses, which bloomed just right in the past two days. There is another swing rocking chair placed under the flower vines. At first glance, it looks like an ordinary villa, and the details are exquisite and different.
Wait, what's the chubby in the corner? Lin Luoran looked carefully and couldn't help but smile. The cowpea vines and eggplants on the bamboo poles stand just right. The round purple eggplants and long strips of cowpea grow in this European-style mansion. They are not shy at all—most of them. It's a masterpiece of Ma Lin. Dad Lin is keen on cooking. As for where the ingredients come from, he doesn't worry about it!
She was wondering if she should hand in some space-optimized seeds to Ma Lin. She heard a female laugh that was as crisp as a crisp plum that would only be on the market in summer, and was sent far away by the lake breeze to make Lin Luo But I couldn't help but stand up and sound.
The longer I listened, the greater the smile on Lin Luoran's face, and in the end, the whole person was almost silly with joy.
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Under the dim street lamp, Bao Jia smiled and reminded Lin Ma to pay attention to her feet, while slowing down to wait for Lin Lin. And in her arms, she was holding the sleeping little Luodong.
"The Su Zhai made by Dao An, really has nothing to say. Is he patient with Luo Dong, Bao Jia, do you think we have to go back to invite someone?" Lin Ma, who was eating, was impressed by Dao An's cooking skills. After eating for a long time, she was naturally embarrassed.
Those vegetarian dishes, the taste is not worse than the dishes Xiao Ran brought back before. They are also eggplants, grown by themselves, and they are not as good as they are cooked!
Bao Jia has a cold sweat on his face. The Taoist Xiao An in Ma Lin’s mouth is a big disciple of the Qingcheng School. That old-fashioned dog nose hurts. Every time the Taoist Xiao An starts to cook, Bao Jia knows he is always scolded. Yes-a monk, who is obsessed with pots and pans all day long, it's strange not to let his master be heartbroken!
She and Dad Lin moved to this Qingcheng villa for more than three months. At first they took care of their parents on behalf of their friends. As time went on, Ma Lin asked her if she was warm. Although Dad Lin didn’t like talking Knowing that she loves to eat fish, she always uses the guise of fishing to get some wild fish to add vegetables to her... People’s hearts are always fleshy, and Baojia sometimes even thinks that if her parents are still there, it’s probably the same. There is no difference now, right?
These three months have been the most beautiful and warmest days in Baojia’s life-if Xiao Ran was there, it would be great!
Thinking of the news from the imperial capital, the friend seemed to have been missing for more than two months, Baojia concealed his worries, changed her face and joked with Ma Lin again.
The news, she hasn’t told Lin’s parents and Lin’s mother that Lin Luoran’s disappearance. She gave the excuse that her friends were not able to communicate with the outside world for the country. If Lin Luoran didn’t come back, she really didn’t know how to make it up. Up.
Sure enough, with the thought of Baojia, Ma Lin started nagging again:
"What's the matter with you, how many people in Huaxia, we are going to send Xiaoran to do some ghost missions, so we haven't come back for a year without saying, it's going to be summer now, and we can connect to the phone. No..."
Mama Lin couldn't stop her mouth in front of her acquaintances.
Now life is worry-free, and she has a cheerful personality. She is no longer the same as before in Lijiacun. Because she is a foreigner, she seems to be inferior by nature and has no confidence in speaking.
Dad Lin is still that character. I heard a lot of complaints from Ma Lin, and couldn't help refuting a few words: "No matter how great she is, she is also a Chinese. Sometimes she helps the country. You old lady talk a lot!" /
Mama Lin was anxious: "Where am I getting old?"
Daddy Lin looked at his wife’s face that has changed drastically now. Her hair is jet-black, except for the thin eye lines on the corners of his eyes. He has bright eyes and white teeth. He really doesn’t touch the older ones. He can only close his mouth tightly. Ma Lin, who was stabbed in the painful foot, scolded him to death—in fact, compared with Ma Lin, Dad Lin has changed the most.
It's also getting younger. Dad Lin doesn't just look like a person less than forty, but mainly the facial features. When he is young, he is prominent. He is also an elegant mature man when he stands out. Very unbalanced...In fact, women's psychology is somewhat worried that today's Dad Lin will not look down upon him.
They all say that their daughter is like a father. In fact, most of Lin Luoran's five sense features are inherited from Dad Lin, so when Dad Lin became younger, and when he was not dressed like an old farmer, his natural temperament became prominent.
Bao Jia watched the two elders start mentioning this old "contradiction" again, and she had a headache. Whoever calls a woman loves beauty, tells Mom Lin not to care, unless she looks better than Dad Lin, there is no way.
She has already passed the Qingshi Pier, holding Luo Dong with one hand, and pushing open the door of the villa.
Under the light coming in from outside the wall, there was a pretty figure standing. Bao Jia recognized it for a while, causing the familiar eyebrows to provoke tears.
The one standing in the grass is her friend who has been missing for more than two months, and is also a shining friend—Lin Luoran who seems to be a little more beautiful!
"Why don't you go in?" Mother Lin wondered how Baojia was standing at the door. After walking a few steps, she saw her daughter standing under the street lamp. She said "Ah", but no matter what the tears flickered, she rushed up and hugged him. Lin Luoran.
"Xiao Ran, you are back!" I haven't seen you for more than three months. I went on a mission that couldn't even contact me. Ma Lin didn't worry about the ghosts. At this time, I touched Lin Luoran's hands and feet. He was sound and okay with Lin Luoran, so he didn't want to let go.
Lin Luoran comforted Ma Lin, and only then called "Dad". Dad Lin quietly wiped away the tears that a man shouldn't flick with his sleeve, and said again and again: "Just come back, just come back."
"Bao Jia, you have been working hard for these three months." Lin Luoran looked at Bao Jia seriously, with sincere gratitude in the words. The overtones were grateful to her for helping conceal the truth of her "missing". It seemed, The second elder didn't know that she had "not seen" before.
Bao Jia blinked back her tears and reached out to hammer Lin Luoran:
"Thank you, big-headed ghost! Why are we two talking about this."
Little Luodong was awakened by the voices of adults and Baojia's movements. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw that it was Lin Luoran. He thought he was dreaming, so he muttered and fell asleep again.
His childish behavior swept away the originally sentimental atmosphere, and even Dad Lin sternly laughed.
The family walked into the house together. Lin Luoran was half a step behind, looking at the young parents and the lively Bao Jia, there was a warmth in my heart-it was good to go home.
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At this moment, in the Qingcheng Temple a few kilometers away from the mountain road, in an ordinary wooden house in the backyard, an old Taoist priest opened his eyes during meditation:
"Hey, she's back... Lao Mu is really worried about it, how can such a rich girl with Fuze easily get into trouble."
A head came in through the crack of the door, revealing Xiao Andao's baby face.
"Master, who do you say is profound fortune?"
Smelling the smell of fragrant fried tofu from the disciple's body, the old Taoist is really out of anger. He has been in the Tao for many years. Why did he find such a disciple in the first place?
The old Taoist is angry, and the consequences are serious...
"Ah, it hurts!" Dao Chief Xiao An covered his head and jumped, because the old Daoist responded to him with an amber paperweight!