725 Saints' Head

self to wear those clothes.Like Jiang Qiyun's, she wore three layers of clothing. The first layer was snow white, the second layer was red like blazing fire, and the third layer was a magnificent drag...I know Lin Yanqin really likes my brother, she's serious about it.

As a young lady, she was naturally willful. She went ahead with the engagement banquet and declared their relationship. Even if she became pregnant before the marriage registration and wedding feast, it would be difficult for anyone to find fault.

Sometimes things must be done in an orderly manner to stop rumors and gossip.

My older brother, though he appears to be in high spirits and laughing all the time, actually can't bear to take his eyes off Yan Qin for even a second. He's worried she might get bored and run out, getting into some kind of accident.

The Lin family, after all, is a giant that attracts the wind. As a prominent clan in both politics and business, every member of the Lin family is under constant scrutiny from competitors who are waiting for an opportunity to blackmail them.

I don't understand politics. I just feel that this circle isn't something you can climb up with just passion. The intricate connections and numerous constraints within it are beyond the comprehension of outsiders.

Therefore, those who can reach the top of the pyramid must be geniuses who have taken full advantage of favorable circumstances, location, and people.

Mr. Lin, my father, surprisingly showed great leniency towards my older brother. He liked this young man who was sharp-witted, perceptive, and had a bit of that worldly air. So, he didn't make things difficult for my brother because of his family background; he only asked him to clear the provenance of those valuable items and donate them to the state.

It doesn't matter, those items laden with historical weight shouldn't be hoarded in the first place.

One's aura is overwhelming and may lead to estrangement from loved ones, even attracting misfortune.

My brother drove to Lin Yanqin's house, and soon I received a call from Lin Yanqin asking if we were in danger just now. She said my brother never answered her calls.

"...It's not dangerous, we have big shots here. We just don't have signal inside the barrier." I whispered.

Lin Yanqin sighed and said, "Xiao Qiao, I'm so bored staying at home. Yunfan is busy with things, and every time I want to go out for a walk, I feel like I shouldn't cause trouble. My activity range is just my backyard. Even then, my mom worries! It's really unbearable..."

Oh, Mrs. Lin is too nervous about her daughter.

"Yan Qin, just stay home and behave yourself. I'll make arrangements. In a few days, we'll take your mother to a scenic area for a change of scenery." I comforted her.

The scenic area I had in mind was Shenjia. Shenjia was originally located within the scenic area, managing the Taoist temple on top of the mountain. There were also many esteemed deities enshrined there.

I'm going to Nanshan. I also need to go to Shenjia to check accounts, listen to reports, and arrange work.

The Shen family are all Taoist disciples, with more discerning individuals. Plus, there's Shen Qingrui, the unpopular heir, watching everyone. The likelihood of them causing trouble is relatively low.

Besides, everyone knows the Emperor's existence, so no one dares to do anything out of line. If Lin Yanqin finds it boring, she can come play at the Shen residence with me.

There, the Ling Mountain is beautiful with water and scenery. The morning bell and evening drum are good for peace of mind and nourishing one's health. If Madam Lin is not at ease, let's go together.

The Gu mother was burned to ashes by the arrogant young Luo Hu Xingjun, not a single drop of poison remained, and those worms and their offspring were basically burned to clean.

The Lord of Rahu did not like staying in the mortal realm. He grabbed Zhi Dou's long ponytail and dragged her away.

Aling insisted on going to driving school, he kept pestering me to let him go, but the problem is he's a black household member!

Last time at the police station, I used my face scan and said my ID was lost. I'm from the mountains and didn't know the address, but luckily I managed to get away by using family connections.

"I don't need a driver's license! Just let me learn to drive!" Arlight pouted his lips.

Okay, okay, you're all my ancestors.

Finally, I found a driving school instructor who was willing to take private lessons. The fee is 500 yuan per day, so I booked a month for Ah Liang.

He keeps insisting that I buy him a car, saying it's the most precious thing he has to give me.

I wouldn't dare take their things. Mu Wanchen has helped me so much; sending a car isn't anything. My brother is even more generous than me; he said he'd send a good one, an off-road vehicle that can handle mountain roads and is tough and durable.

I made arrangements for Ah Liang and told him not to cause any trouble. He should keep all those daggers, swords, blowguns, etc., at home and not bring them out. He was beaming with excitement, carrying his small shoulder bag, and started going to driving school early in the morning and coming back late every day.

Grandma Shen has been hospitalized for treatment. I don't know if Jiang Qiyun felt pity for her and did so much, but anyway, she was saved from death several times. However, her body is very weak now. She doesn't care about worldly affairs anymore. Her husband stays by her bedside every day, spending their remaining days peacefully.

Time flew, and autumn arrived. The leaves turned golden and rustled in the wind, shrouding the Shen residence deep within their embrace.

If one were to speak of a blessed land, this place would be considered both a haven for transcendence and a ground for worldly engagement. The disciples within its walls diligently perform their practices and manage the Taoist temple atop the mountain, hidden amidst the wilderness.

My brother was driving, and Lin Yanqin and I were sitting in the back seat. In the passenger seat sat a bigwig—Mrs. Lin.

Mrs. Lin agreed to come and see the environment at the Shen residence after my brother described it so highly, before deciding whether or not to let Yanqin recuperate there.

Looking at the picturesque scenery from afar, with fresh air filling her lungs, Mrs. Lin’s demeanor had softened considerably.

"Mu Yunfan, is this also your family's property" asked Madam Lin.

My older brother quickly shook his head: "I wouldn't dare to brag about this. It belongs to the Shen family, my maternal family. It's just that Qiao is currently acting as the head of the family, so we interact more often."

"Then why wasn't there any contact before" Mrs. Lin grasped the key point and pressed for an answer.

My brother smiled: "It's still the old trick. The eldest daughter of the Shen family fell in love with the heir of the Mu family, who couldn't marry into her family. Then she abandoned her status and pursued true love. We learned from past mistakes, so I dare not run away with Qinyi."

Mrs. Lin glared at my brother: “...You know that well enough!”

"That's thanks to Madam Lin's broad mind and for not punishing us, young couple. Otherwise, how could I listen to you like this My husband only deserves half the credit, and in the future, I will still be working for you and obeying your orders. Wouldn't it be bad if we quarreled" My brother replied with a smile.

"Humph!" Mrs. Lin let out a snort, unable to find a retort against my brother.

I hid behind Mrs. Lin and nudged Lin Yanqin's eyes: My brother is good at coaxing your mother, huh

Lin Yanqin curled her lips: "Isn't that right When my mom scolds him, he often accepts it with a smile, which makes me feel uncomfortable."

Actually, this is nothing special. It's normal for a son-in-law to be filial to his in-laws. After all, they are the parents of his wife, and getting along well with them ensures a harmonious family and peace in the backyard.

Our car stopped at the entrance of Shenjiashan Mountain. Several disciples came to greet us respectfully and led us into the mountain gate.

"Where's the manager" I asked.

A Daoist whispered, “The steward went out of town on urgent business. He left in such a hurry that he even forgot to take his phone.”

I frowned slightly. It shouldn't be like this; the steward is very meticulous and knows I'm coming. Why would he rush off to another place

A Kun Dao chimed in, "Seems like there's some urgent matter back home..."

Well, there are understandable reasons for things at home.

In the courtyard behind the mountain gate, a young Taoist priest was chasing after a ball and ran towards us. Upon seeing our group, he was taken aback, stepped on the ball with his foot, and went tumbling to the ground with a squish.

Seeing the Taoist priest fall, we all felt sorry for him and rushed over to pick him up, surrounding him and asking him questions.

When my hand touched the Daoist priest, I vaguely felt that his body was a little cold, as if his soul was unstable.

"Whose child is this" I thought it must be a child of the Shen family.

Behind me, both my Yin and Yang Dao masters shook their heads: "Patriarch, we don't know where this child came from. We found him at the mountain gate half a year ago. He said his name was Xiaomǐ."

Little shrimp

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