Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 225: Cooperation

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Li Anping looked up at the house number, which was consistent with the envelope. He knocked on the door and a small head was exposed.

The young boy with a crown-like face, staring at strangers with full alertness:

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

Li Anping squeezed a smile that he felt very gentle, "Little classmate, can you help my brother give this letter to your adult?"

Brother? Lin Luodong resisted the urge to roll his eyes. The man in front of him had blue eyes and a fat body. He was older than his father looked. He resisted the urge to call him "uncle", but took it happily. The envelope.

Only an address, no recipient, this person does not look like a post office or a courier, Lin Luodong is smart and precocious, and will not easily let people into the house. After asking the man in front of him, there is nothing else, and he feels closed. door.

The door wiped Li Anping's nose and closed. He still saw the exquisite wooden building and Weng Cui's courtyard sharp-eyed.

Unexpectedly, there is such a house in Rongcheng. It is really a rich family... Li Anping felt a little unwilling. After hearing the second aunt Li said that Lin Luoran bought a villa in Rongcheng, he knew that this woman had a fortune in her life. Just leave her to Ellie?

It’s all you guys!

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

I don't know that the can is too ignorant. After hitting the wall, it bounced back and hit Li Anping's ankle, Wuqing, making him gritted his teeth and turned back to the company.

How can the cans have such flexibility, but accidentally hit the Lin's protective cover, causing Li Anping to suffer a small loss.

In this compartment, 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 nothing special, but she didn't open it immediately. After being interrupted by Lin Luodong, she suddenly remembered something.

She fetched a cowhide envelope from under the desk and handed it to Rong Donglin. The latter raised her head and bends over for too long, causing some backaches.

But what does this mean?

Rong Donglin looked at the threefold old man's head inside, a little confused.

"Your salary for translation..."

Rong Donglin shook his head, "Where can I get so much?"

Lin Luoran took the tea made by Luo Dong's legs, "I haven't finished speaking, what are you anxious about? This is not only your salary for translation, but also the salary for this trip to Dongting."

She saw that Rong Donglin had something to say, and interrupted him: "I know you are honest, everyone is looking for work time, friendship is the same thing, you use the skills you learn to make money, this is justified, don’t call it Professor Qi is worried for you. Think about it for yourself, am I right?"

No one in all living beings can survive by drinking wind and dew. It is not a shame to make money to support their family by what they have learned. Rong Donglin will decline, but he does not want to take advantage of the Lin family too much, but the translation is the job. , I said it at the beginning, he really didn't need to refuse pay at this time.

What's more, the situation at home does not allow him to be a nobleman.

When Lin Luoran saw him accept it, he took a sip of tea and took a sip of the tea. He thought about it for a long time: "Junior Brother Rong, you know, our family is a bit special. In terms of literacy and hyphenation, Luo Dong needs an enlightenment teacher. I know if you can think about it, come back from Dongting and officially become Luodong's tutor?"

Tutor, Donglin brother? Lin Luodong nodded fiercely at this, with no opinion at all.

Rong Dong looked forward to seeing the young boy, helplessly stroked his forehead, "Let me think about it."

Being a part-time job and treating this as a decent career, Rong Donglin really needs to weigh the gains and losses. Lin Luoran also forced him to be too tight, leaving room for Rong Donglin, and he and Luo Dong left the study.

The Lin family is full of aura, and even the spring flowers bloom more brilliantly than outside. Lin Luoran sat down on the swing in the backyard and shook the somewhat inexplicable letter.

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

So the woman in black is called Xin Yuanping?

She just learned the name of this enemy. The problem is that the two of them only tried to fight each other two days ago. How could she send such a letter?

The content of the stationery is very simple:

"I know you are going to find the Dongting Dragon Palace, Lin Luoran, this time we are probably going to cooperate."

Well, in just three sentences, I feel embarrassed in Lin Luoran's mood.

One, I only offered a reward for the news of the soul-raising tree on the forum, and did not mention the Dongting Dragon Palace, the woman in black... Uh, how did Xin Yuanping know?

Rong Donglin just finished translating this part of the bamboo slips recorded in the water book of the entire Han tomb, and the news did not spread. As for the possibility that Rong Donglin was an inner ghost, even if he wanted to be, it was useless.

Second, if Xin Yuanping knew something, such as whether the Dongting Dragon Palace really existed, where was the entrance such a secret, and why did she go here?

Three, even if you choose not to cooperate, it is difficult to guarantee that Xin Yuanping will not make trouble in secret. This matter is entangled. It seems that no matter how you choose, Xin Yuanping has long planned to go to Dongting Lake.

——Then, just cooperate.

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

A few days ago, the Square Basilisk incident was very hot at this time, and Mu Lao inevitably babbled Lin Luoran, which also showed the attitude of the government, which gave Lin Luoran a bottom.

"Yes, the Buddha who I talked to you last time, yes, yes yes yes, is there any way to arrange a dharma meeting through official channels?"

Mu Lao only said that this was a minor problem, and Lin Luoran said a few words to him, guaranteeing that he would have time to visit them in the capital city before hanging up the phone.

Cooperate, then "cooperate" well. Lin Luoran squeezed the letter paper in his hand and made up his mind.

However, Xin Yuanping may not like the way she chooses to cooperate—just as a surprise?

Rong Dong came out when he opened the door and agreed to stay in Lin's house as a tutor for Luo Dong. The boy jumped up with joy.

"Well then, we'll leave later!"

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Fragrant Hill Villa.

Mu Lao hung up, rubbing his hand with a jade finger. He heard that a "fa conference" was about to be held, and he had vaguely guessed what Lin Luoran was going to do.

This is an offensive job, but Mu Lao agreed without even thinking about it.

Not only because he has a good impression of the junior Lin Luoran, but also because he is not accustomed to the appearance of some people.

China's practice world has torn a hole in front of the common people. Perhaps this is the last chance for their generation.

As for how to go in the future, Mu Lao has no idea.

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

The technique is declining. It's a coincidence that this girl from the Lin family was born at this time.

Mu Lao is still thinking, a figure rushes in, fixed his eyes, it is Mu Tiannan with a look of wind and frost.

This grandson, in his thirties, is still awkward. Mu Lao is about to beat him, but Mu Tiannan's emotions are a little bit wrong.

"You knew it a long time ago, didn't you?"

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

Mu Tiannan laughed, with suspicious water marks in his eyes:

"In the past few years, I always thought that I gave up the opportunity to my sixth brother. I didn’t regret it. I always wanted to help the Mu family develop well. Grandpa, you can give me another chance to choose... But, it’s ridiculous. , It’s ridiculous, you’ve known it a long time ago, I obviously don’t have Daoji...I'm a cultivator, why do I still have a chance to dream!"

It's really ridiculous. The romantic and suave Third Master Mu, the arrogant Third Master Mu, turned out to be a waste.

Mu Tiannan laughed madly. He originally thought that as long as he worked hard, he could get everything in this world.

But Daoji... from heaven to man, no matter how hard he works in his life, he will never be able to cultivate.