Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 22 Help!
The people there are so kind and honest.

Lin Jiang looked around.

The villagers didn't carry any weapons; the most common ones were pitchforks and hoes. They really looked like honest farmers working in the fields.

He guessed that these villagers had seen his car and felt wealthy, and then, realizing they hadn't brought any servants or guards, decided to extort money from him.

I reckon if a bodyguard with a flag is passing through here, a bowl of rice will cost two or three coins again.

The waiter's face darkened as he saw Lin Jiang remain motionless.

"Young master, you people from the city wouldn't renege on your debt, would you?"

"That's right! You can't bully honest people!" The villagers nearby immediately chimed in, "Is it easy for us to farm? Our food is only worth this price, you have to pay for it!"

Lin Jiang nodded: "Yes, it's not easy, we have to pay this money."

Upon hearing this, a smile immediately returned to the waiter's face:

"If you're willing to spend some money, I can give you two more dishes as a gift..."

Before he could finish speaking, he noticed Lin Jiang slam his hand down on the table and then slammed it down.

Swish!
A palm-shaped notch appeared on the table.

Lin Jiang placed the intact piece of tabletop that he had pried off onto the table.

"Payment is complete."

The waiter glanced at the table, and sweat instantly beaded on his forehead.

He tried to call out to the villagers behind him, but when they saw what was happening, they scattered like birds and beasts, leaving only a few people standing there silently, not daring to say a word.

"Sir...you...you should have said so earlier...please take care." The waiter's voice trembled, but Lin Jiang did not move.

"Master?"

"Didn't you say you'd send us two more dishes?"

"I'll prepare it for you right away..."

Do you have meat dishes?

"……Have."

"It's not rice meat, is it?"

The waiter immediately knelt down: "Sir, how could we dare to kill anyone? We just thought your carriage was beautiful and you didn't have any guards with you, so we thought you might reward us with some silver..."

Lin Jiang patted the waiter's face: "Next time, think about why you don't need to bring guards."

A while later, Lin Jiang returned to the car with a whole roasted chicken and braised pork belly, along with a string of cash kindly provided by the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper is such a kind person.

Xiao Shanshen looked at the shop not far away with a puzzled expression:

"Shouldn't we arrest them all?"

“There’s no way to catch them.” Lin Jiang shook his head: “It’s far from Baishan County and far from the next county town. Besides, the whole village is probably involved in this business. I can’t arrest everyone in the village.”

Lin Jiang went to the kitchen to check, and confirmed that they weren't involved in human trafficking or murder; they were just a group of people trying to swindle money.

No one in the village could stop him; if Lin Jiang wanted to fight, he could definitely kill them all.

But he didn't need to use such force; the commotion was too great. If someone caught up with him from behind, a simple investigation would reveal his whereabouts.

This time, we'll scare them a bit, and for a while, they won't dare to make a move.

Xiao Shanshen didn't know much about it, but she really couldn't think of any good solutions.

Lin Jiang handed the meat to the old man and continued driving.

The afternoon sun, at a quarter past three, scattered its rays, the wooden wheels of the carriage crushing dappled patterns on the ground. Patches of light filtered through the tree canopy moved across the carriage's canopy, shifting with the movement of the vehicle.

No kind people brought them food or money along the rest of the journey.

Lin Jiang also took this opportunity to calculate the amount of money in his pocket.

The money box was placed under the carriage seat, containing five strings of coins totaling one thousand cash, which were small change.

Excluding the thirty taels of silver given to Gongxuan over the past two days, the total amount of whole silver coins and loose silver coins was one hundred and forty taels, thirty taels of gold, twenty ten-tael silver notes, and ten one-hundred-tael silver notes.

There are also many valuable pieces of jewelry and treasures.

Some of it was passed down through the Lin family over the years, and the other part was what the old man brought with him when he came to Baishan County. Lin Jiang didn't know exactly how much the old man brought or how much he had earned over the years.

They are indeed quite wealthy, enough for an average family to live on for several generations, but in reality, they are not that rich.

The truly valuable houses have already been burned down.

Even so, after doing a quick calculation of his family's accounts, Lin Jiang felt that the old man had brought more money.

He was already quite wealthy before he came to Baishan County.

I never asked the old man where he went when he was young, but now that I think about it, he was quite the money-maker back then.

After checking the money, it was almost dark. There was no village or shop in sight, so they had no choice but to rest in the carriage.

After drinking the ginseng soup made by Xiaoshanshen, Lin Jiang entered the carriage. The old man had fallen asleep again, curling up into a ball inside the carriage.

Lin Jiang found a place to sit cross-legged, began to regulate his breathing, and started to meditate.

After several days of cultivation, I re-entered my "palace" to see what was going on.

Soon, Lin Jiang manipulated his thoughts to arrive at the damaged palace.

Last time I came in a hurry and didn't take a good look at the surrounding architectural style. Now it looks antique and not like a palace from this era.

Although what one sees internally is all false and illusory, this architectural ruin could not have appeared in one's mind without any basis.

The secrets and foundation for one's own ascension to immortality probably lie entirely here.

Controlling his thoughts as he entered the ruins, Lin Jiang began searching left and right, hoping to find clues within them.

After circling the ruins two or three times, he actually found something.

Upon entering the palace, one finds a large main hall. Behind the main hall lies the backyard, where the starlight has faded and the giant tree with the coffin hanging from it stands. To the left and right of the main hall are two corridors.

The corridor ended in a collapsed building, with rubble and broken tiles scattered all over the ground, making it impossible even for a thought to squeeze through.

Lin Jiang could clearly see the Qi he had cultivated slowly surrounding the ruins.

They transformed into tiny figures, no bigger than a thumb, and were carrying stones from the ground one by one, placing them on the walls of the palace.

As if sensing Lin Jiang's thoughts nearby, a small figure walked up to Lin Jiang and bowed to him.

Lin Jiang was curious:
"who are you?"

No response.

"Where is this place?"

There was no response.

Small people can't talk, they just work.

Lin Jiang was on the other side of the passage.

There were also a bunch of little people there, but fewer in number.

After seeing these petty people, Lin Jiang had a rough idea of ​​what they were like.

If you cultivate diligently, the number of villains will naturally increase, and then the palace will be repaired.

I wonder what these two roads will lead to.

After checking all of this, Lin Jiang went to the tree behind him.

He went to the coffin that had made the sound earlier, but this time it was very quiet inside, without any sound at all.

Reached out and knocked:
"anyone there?"

There is no sound.

Lin Jiang was certain he hadn't misheard; there must have been a sound coming from the coffin back then.

Could it be that some condition needs to be triggered for there to be a sound from inside the coffin?

While Lin Jiang was thinking, the coffin in front of him suddenly shook twice.

Immediately afterwards, a man's voice rang out from inside:
"Is anyone there? Are there any heroes here? Help! Five of us are trapped here, help!"

Lin Jiang: "?"

what?
How can such a small coffin possibly fit five people?
(End of this chapter)