Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 31 Unlucky Things
"Young lady, do you remember? I told you that you are absolutely gorgeous."

Lin Shengfeng held Wen Xiangyi's hand tightly, a simple and honest smile on his face.

Wen Xiangyi's lips twitched slightly.

When she first pushed open the curtain to look at the sleeping old man, she was still full of resentment and planned to scold him when he came out. But now she had no heart to scold him at all; tears welled up in her eyes and were about to fall.

"Young lady, what's your name?"

Lin Shengfeng asked again, and Wen Xiangyi remained silent for a long time before finally suppressing the sob in her throat:

"My name is Wen Xiangyi."

"Wen Xiangyi, what a beautiful name, such a lovely name."

After rehearsing his words twice, Lin Shengfeng suddenly seemed to sense something. He shrank back slightly in fear, lowered his body, and said to Wen Xiangyi in a low voice:

"Hey, we need to keep our voices down. My wife is quite jealous..."

Upon hearing this, Wen Xiangyi did not show any anger on her face. Instead, she chuckled.

"You old codger."

"Why did the girl say this?"

"She's jealous, so just don't let her know. I'm with you, I know where to find good wine, I know where to find beautiful scenery."

"But I can't stay with you for too long."

"why?"

"Because my wife is also very good, I love her very much..."

Lin Shengfeng's eyes looked even more bewildered:
"Miss, I'm still a little sleepy."

"I'll take you inside."

"But I don't want to sleep, I want to stay with you. Do you remember me saying that you are extremely beautiful?"

"I remember."

Wen Xiangyi pulled Lin Shengfeng into the house, presumably to find him a good room to stay in.

Lin Jiang witnessed everything from the sidelines and couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart.

I was worried that Grandma might get really angry and kick Grandpa out, but it seems I was overthinking it.

Seeing the master leave, the servants who had been hiding outside immediately surrounded him and helped Lin Jiang park the carriage.

"Young Master, is there anything else you need us to do?"

A pretty girl approached Lin Jiang and asked him questions in a soft voice. The girl had her head down, but her eyes kept glancing up at Lin Jiang's face.

"Bring me another jar of good wine."

Lin Jiang opened the trunk and pulled out a large pile of bones, wrapped in a tiger skin, which startled the girl.
"Young Master? Who is this?"

“I met a tiger-slaying hero on the road. He couldn’t move the tiger, so I spent some money to buy his tiger bones, planning to soak them in wine.”

The little girl nodded blankly, then quickly ran to the back to get the wine.

Before long, several men brought over a large jar, and Lin Jiang simply put all the bones into it.

The wine needs to soak for a while longer.

"As for this tiger skin..."

Lin Jiang then took out the tiger skin: "Go to the city and find a craftsman to make the tiger skin into a blanket, which you can then give to Grandma."

The maid agreed.

Just as she was about to leave, Lin Jiang called her back:

"And one more thing."

The maid looked slightly embarrassed.

Can't you just say everything at once?
But looking at Lin Jiang's face, the maid swallowed her words.

But he's handsome, so even if you break his words down into three parts, they still sound pleasant.

"I'll have to go through the trouble of finding a painter," Lin Jiang thought for a moment. "She's a beautiful and talented young woman."

"Young Master, could it be that you've fallen for someone?" the maid exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Jiang: "...I don't even know what that girl looks like."

"Huh? How do I find him? Do you know his name?"

"do not know either."

maid:"……"

"She's a very skilled painter, and also very beautiful. She must have some clues. I just need clues. I'd like to visit her sometime soon."

"You must keep this matter of the ginseng in mind." Although the maid didn't understand why Lin Jiang wanted to do this, she still nodded in agreement.

After he finished doing all that, he waited in the main hall. A servant poured him a cup of tea, which he drank slowly until it went from colored to colorless. Only then did Wen Xiangyi come out from the inner hall.

Her eyes were red, clearly she had just been crying.

She sat down in the chair and let out a long sigh:

"That old immortal..."

When he looked at Lin Jiang again, his eyes were filled with tenderness:
"Grandson, you should stay here and stay. Grandma will teach you how to manage the water business. In the future, all of Grandma's businesses will be yours. Grandma will also help you find a few beautiful wives. You have to give Grandma two big, healthy sons."

Sweat immediately streamed down Lin Jiang's forehead.

How come I was pressured to get married in my past life, and I'm still being pressured to get married now?
"Grandma! Grandma!" Lin Jiang quickly called out, "I actually have a few more things I want to ask you, three things."

"Tell me, tell me, Grandma will definitely tell you everything, not just three things, but thirty things."

"Grandma, first of all, I want to ask if there are any demon tamers in Hanbai?"

This first question immediately made Wen Xiangyi frown:

"Yes, they're usually government officials. They're the ones who handle things when there's a disaster or some monsters causing trouble. They rarely interact with ordinary people. Grandson, why are you suddenly asking about them? Those people are bad, very dangerous."

"It's nothing. I met a tiger-slaying hero on the road and he told me about demon tamers. I hadn't had much contact with them before, so I was just a little curious."

The old lady sighed:
“Our family has been trying to keep you away from these things. Young people are hot-blooded and will be drawn to anything that seems capable, but it’s just too dangerous. What’s this talk of the underworld? Isn’t it just a bunch of desperate people risking their lives? You’re putting your head on the line. What if you lose it one day?”

Lin Jiang shook his head:

"But if you have absolutely no skills, you'll be like fish on a chopping block in the outside world; the risks are too great."

“Isn’t learning how to do business a skill? As long as you have more money in your pocket, people will naturally come to help you. The pillar of Grandma’s courtyard is a master of the inner hall of the fourth level, but doesn’t he have to listen to Grandma?”

Lin Jiang blinked.

He knew about the inner hall; Gongxuan had explained it to him before.

What is the Fourth Heaven?

Adhering to the principle of asking questions when unsure, Lin Jiang directly asked Wen Xiangyi the question. Wen Xiangyi replied:

"These people in the martial arts world are just boasting about their class. They're always fighting and killing each other, and they always say that there's no first place in literature but no second place in martial arts. They just want to compete for superiority, so they simply divide people into classes based on the depth of their cultivation. That way, when they meet in the martial arts world, those at the first level know they can't beat those at the second level, and those at the second level know they can't beat those at the third level, saving them a lot of trouble."

At this point, a hint of mockery appeared on Wen Xiangyi's face:

"What's the use? In the end, won't they still be poisoned to death, hacked to death by the crowd, and trampled to death by the iron cavalry?"

Lin Jiang nodded, indicating that he roughly understood.

The "pointing to the stars" should be part of this ascension to heaven, and the outer hall and inner hall are also names for the different levels on the path to heaven.

However, neither Grandma nor Master Gongxuan cared much about the inner or outer halls.

It falls into the category of situations where a large number of people can overwhelm each other.

Wen Xiangyi understood Lin Jiang's implied meaning and asked him:

"Grandson, do you want to learn some skills?"

"Yes, my second question is whether there is anyone around here who has the skills?" Lin Jiang asked.

Wen Xiangyi shook her head repeatedly:
"I can't let you learn any skills. There's a saying among us who live by the river: those who drown are the ones who can swim. The more skills you learn, the faster you'll die. You can't learn any."

Wen Xiangyi remained firm, but Lin Jiang was the best at coaxing the elderly:

"Hey, Grandma, it's for self-defense and fitness. I can't just stay cooped up in the house all the time. I need to practice some boxing to keep myself fit so I can find a couple of pretty girls later."

Upon hearing this, Wen Xiangyi's attitude immediately softened:

"Alright, let's make him our main pillar. I'll have him teach you some things."

Lin Jiang nodded in agreement.

He just wants to learn some skills, even the most basic martial arts.

He is incredibly strong and agile, but he can't keep throwing wild punches all the time.

I still have the box on me, which might attract bad guys. I was able to kill the ones I've encountered with one punch, but what if I run into someone with maxed-out agility skills who keeps flying around and throwing hidden weapons at them? Even if they don't hurt them, it'll still be annoying.

"Grandson, what is your last question?"

Wen Xiangyi asked.

Lin Jiang simply took the box out of his pocket:

"My last question is this, Grandma, do you have the key to this box?"

Wen Xiangyi stared at the box, her brows furrowing deeply as she looked inside.
"Why is it this unlucky thing?"

(End of this chapter)