C15 Old Time Pavilion

Caogen bit his lips and tried his best to hold back his tears.

Caogen's father saw Ling Yun being beaten to the ground that day. His family had their land taken over by the landowner of his hometown, and they were also suffering from a flood. Thus, he had no choice but to leave and seek a way out.

However, he never expected that he would run into bandits and lose his money. If it weren't for the arrival of soldiers, his wife and children would all be gone.

How could he find any way to survive after arriving at the Liang City? A man who could support both heaven and earth, the pillar of a family, could only kneel down and beg, begging until he became a beggar. But a man never allowed his own wife and children to come, he could lose his dignity, his wife could not, and his children definitely could not.

Caogen's father said that Ling Yun was a good man. He wanted to see Ling Yun, a man who was crushed into dust by reality, and felt that the best thing in the world was a big steamed bun. However, he had no money, so he had no choice but to steal it.

Unfortunately, he was knocked down by a carriage on the way back. He carried his last breath with him and left behind his only white bun.

"The child was hungry, so I fed him half of it." She felt terrible, but no matter how miserable she felt, she couldn't let her child starve.

Ling Yun took the steamed bun from the child's hand and said with a smile, "This is mine now. You've fulfilled your Abba's wish, you're a great child."

Ling Yun looked at the woman again and said softly, "Do you know whose steamed bun your husband stole?"

No matter what his intentions were, he would make up for it if he was wrong. If he was wrong, he had to make up for it, Ling Yun placed a small piece of gold into the woman's hands and gently said: "I lent this to you, I just happen to lack a bookkeeper. Caogen is bold and practical, so I just let him come.

Take this money and go and pay it back for Caogen first, sincerely apologize, "Ling Yun said softly," I will go with you. First, come back to the inn with me, wash up, change some clothes, and the money will be deducted from your wages from the future.

"Thank you, young master! Thank you, young master!"

The woman pulled Caogen and was about to kneel down and kowtow, but Ling Yun quickly stood up. His eyes were a bit moist, wasn't it the same when he met Mr. 10 years ago?

The woman choked and thanked him profusely.

"If you can help them now, why not help us?" Some people became jealous again.

Ling Yun said indifferently, "What do I need to do for all of you?"

"Since you've already helped them, you can't help us anymore. I haven't eaten today."

Ling Yun was too lazy to care about them.

Ling Yun took the mother and son to buy clothes first, then he returned to the inn and had the waiter prepare an ordinary room for them to wash up and dress up before going out to find the boss who lost the steamed bun. If Ling Yun met him one day late in the year, he would have to beg; if he couldn't get anything to eat, he would have to rob him and steal it.

"Waiter, prepare some porridge and side dishes. Don't eat too much."

Caogen's mother was called Cuihua. After washing up, she changed into a new set of clothes and pushed open the door, but she was a bit more energetic. Ling Yun said, "I got the waiter to prepare some food for the stomach. Don't eat too much, it's not good for the body, and it's not too fast for the stomach."

This time, Ling Yun really did not hold any ulterior motives. In fact, Caogen was much luckier than Ling Yun, at least his mother was still around, but he had not seen his mother since he could remember. He only heard his father occasionally say that his mother was the best girl in the world.

Sometimes, Ling Yun would think that, to his father, his mother was the best girl in the world, but to Ling Yun, she was the worst mother in the world.

"I missed you too, Mom."

There was a breeze outside that blew his long hair up. Since this youth was sixteen this year, he could be considered alone.

"Mother, eat more."

Caogen gave Cuihua food while she ate. Cuihua cried as she ate. How lucky was she to meet such a kind-hearted person like Young Master. She wished that a person like him could become an official in the world and earn a lot of money to marry a good wife.

After the meal, Ling Yun brought Cuihua and her son to the steamed bun store. Ling Yun briefly explained the situation and Cuihua and her son went over to apologize. The boss was not someone to hold a grudge, it was just a steamed bun.

He often saw him come out alone to beg for some leftovers and fill his stomach with food. The money he got was used to sell some cakes and things, and he carefully put them away to take with him. Now that he saw the mother and son, he finally understood that if he had known this would happen, he would not have chased after the man.

After doing this, Ling Yun squatted down and solemnly said to Caogen, "Caogen, in the future, you must remember the wrong things. Remember, you must not do the wrong things because you did the right things behind the scenes, and the previous mistakes will not exist, just like now, of course, you must do the right things, and if you do the wrong things after that, you can't make up for it either. The wrong and the right are not the same, and the sequence is different, the result is also different, and the goal is also different, so it's not the same, remember?"

"I'll remember it!"

Caogen nodded solemnly. Ling Yun stood up and asked the boss of the steamed bun shop, "Boss, do you know if there are any bigger houses nearby?"

"Yes, there are. They are located in the east side of the city. There are a lot of old houses. No one lives in them, and no one buys them either." The boss of the steamed bun shop said.

Ling Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, thank you."

There were not many people who came to the Liang City, but there were also quite a few, but since there were so many empty old houses, it would be interesting if they were not renovated, and no one was willing to buy them either. In this mortal world, he almost couldn't remember that he was still a cultivator, but if something strange happened, he would need to investigate more.

After bringing Caogen and his mother back to the tavern, Ling Yun found the shopkeeper and asked him about the old houses in the east city. Ling Yun brought Caogen and his mother returned to the tavern, Ling Yun found the shopkeeper and asked about the old houses in the east city.

The owners of the old houses in the east city had all once been wealthy merchants. However, once they arrived in the east city, they would spend all their wealth in less than a month and die miserably.

Ling Yun touched his chin. If that's the case, then the price there should be very low. But before that, he should go and check what's going on there.

In the world of the Nine Regions, other than Homo Clan, there were also demi-human spirits, demon-like evil spirits, and other existences. There were those that were close to the Homo Clan, and naturally, there would be beings that wanted the remains of Homo Clan.

Ling Yun felt that there wasn't much difference between reading and practicing the sword, after all, there were some things he had to learn.

There weren't even beggars on this side of the house. Everyone feared poverty, even cultivators of the cultivation world. Ling Yun jumped into an old house that emitted a decaying smell. He wrinkled his nose and looked around, but there was nothing strange about it.

He took down the wine gourd and drank a mouthful of wine. It would be a lie if he didn't say that he was not afraid. Ling Yun entered through the main entrance and went to the backyard, which was strange.

It was just the decay of a man who had yet to grow up, but there was a faint stench coming from the backyard. If you felt it carefully, there was also a gloomy and cold feeling that drilled into Ling Yun's white scholarly robe.

In the past, Ling Yun would read some stories during his free time. The biggest relationship between the mortal world and the cultivation world was between scholars, ghosts and ghosts.

If there was a vengeful spirit in the mansion, then it must be in the backyard.

Once he knew how to capture ghosts, he came here with a sympathetic heart towards the matter of monsters and monsters. If it wasn't for the fact that things in the human world had become difficult, who would be willing to stay here, unable to see the warm sun or the warm winds of spring?

Ling Yun sat by the well and slowly drank his wine. He didn't drink much, but he sipped it a little. There was a pear tree on the southwest side of the well.

Ling Yun didn't notice that there were wisps of black yin aura rising from the bottom of the well. This old house occasionally had two wisps of yin wind in it, and there was a courtyard on the east side of the backyard.

Ling Yun put away the jug and walked back into the courtyard. The words outside the courtyard were no longer legible. Ling Yun thought for a moment and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Then he strode in.

Beside the well sat a woman wearing a thin veil. She covered her mouth as she giggled. "Yet another hypocritical scholar."

The courtyard was called the Canary, and the rich merchants liked to raise canaries. The canaries in the cage were beautiful at any time, but they were not free to be used as playthings.

In the past, there were a lot of sisters living in this courtyard, but they were all sleeping at the bottom of this well and were sisters after that. However, they could not bear the warm sunlight or endure the cold autumn wind, so they suffered much more than when they were alive.

However, this world's most heartless people were the happiest.