A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Such an impatient person, Shu Ange shook his head, eager to change his identity with Liu Yun.

I don't know if Chen Guangzhao would say something calmly after she and Liu Yun exchanged: "The strange force is confusing."

After returning home, she routinely puts down the bamboo basket and divides the firewood into stacks.

These firewoods are not only for burning at home, but also for sale.

Wang Sanniang had a rare breath on her face. When she saw Shu Ange coming back, she greeted her and said with joy, "Miss Yun, Miss Zhou introduced her to some needlework. Embroidering a purse can earn you two hundred coins."

It is difficult for a farmer like the Liu family to earn two hundred coins a month. To Wang Sanniang, the remuneration given by the Zhou family was like a pie from the sky.

"It's a good thing."

Shu Ange rubbed his shoulders, picked up the axe, split the thick branches, and piled them on the stove.

Wang Sanniang clutched the handkerchief, sweating on her palms with excitement, and whispered to Shu Ange, "Niang Yun, do you want to embroider a purse with my mother? You have to hide this from your grandma."

She was used to being cowardly, and when she talked about hiding from her mother-in-law, she explained with an embarrassed expression: "You are not too young, and my mother wants to save some dowry for you, so as not to be looked down upon when you get it."

Shu Ange raised his sleeves to wipe off the sweat, and replied lightly, "My hands are shaking and I can't make a purse. Mother, don't worry about getting married. We'll talk about it in a few years."

"Wang Sanniang, where are you hiding and being lazy? Roll over for me."

Grandma Liu called Wang Sanniang with a broken voice like a mouse pulling a bellows. She hurried over like a frightened mouse.

Wang Sanniang was very skillful, and in less than ten days, she was busy embroidering two purses with lotus leaves and rich peony.

She originally planned to send the purse to Zhou Mansion when she went to the city to deliver embroidery products to lead the embroidery work.

After Shu Ange heard the news, he took the initiative to take the errand over.

These days, she has made great progress in constantly impacting the gray mass in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, and has reached the critical moment to solve the mystery of memory, so she thought of a trip to Zhoufu.

It is better to see Liu Yun. If you can't see it, you may be able to retrieve some memories by wandering around the Zhou residence.

After she entered the mission world, she had been practicing kung fu while she was out chopping wood or doing chores, and she was no longer afraid of going out alone.

Lingzhou City is very lively, although it is located in the north, but because it is close to the capital, the economic development is not bad.

There were many people wearing silk and satin on the street. Wang Sanniang took Shu Ange and entered the city as soon as the city gate opened.

Stores on the street unhurriedly unloaded the door panels, cleared the shelves, and ushered in a new day of business.

Shu Ange had two shiny braids on his back, wearing burlap clothes with patches, and grey cloth shoes under his feet.

"Mother, Zhoufu and Jinxiufang, one is in the east and the other is in the south. Why don't you go to Jinxiufang to send embroidery to lead the embroidery work, and I will send the purse to Zhoufu."

"This... you haven't been to Zhou Mansion, what if you get lost?"

Wang Sanniang didn't know her own daughter at the moment, but she had already ascended to the sky and became a lady of the official family.

She thought that Shu Ange was her own flesh and blood, and she didn't think about having to send the purse to Zhou Mansion in person and take this opportunity to meet her daughter.

"In Lingzhou City, whoever does not know Zhoufu, mother, go to Jinxiufang. Let's meet at the gate of the city before we leave the city."

Wang Sanniang thought for a moment, and handed the purse carefully wrapped in blue cloth to the Shu An singer, softly exhorting: "The Zhou family is the family of officials, not smaller than our small family, and the family rules are big. You met her. The maid of the house, you should speak more politely, and thank the lady for her grace."

"Daughter knows, mother, let's go."

After separating from Wang Sanniang, Shu Ange walked leisurely towards Zhou Mansion with a small burden in his hand.

The ethos of the state of Yan was somewhat like the pre-Qin period, when the defense between men and women was not so serious, and the requirements for women were not so harsh to the point of outrageous.

Engaged young boys and girls can communicate openly and honestly, and will not be labeled as private gifts.

It is precisely because of this that Liu Yun was able to fall in love with Zhou Lingyi's Wei Qinghong, and they joined hands to figure out Zhou Lingyi.

Wang Sanniang specially instructed Shu Ange to send the purse to the corner gate of Zhou Mansion, and at three o'clock, the pearl would be here to meet her.

When Shu Ange arrived at the corner gate of Zhou Mansion, he pinched his fingers, and there was still more than half an hour before the three quarters.

She rolled her eyes, put her purse in her arms, and jumped up the wall lightly.

The sky was just right, the flowers and trees in the Zhou Mansion were thriving, and the air was filled with the intoxicating fragrance of flowers.

Shu Ange flew along the top of the wall and flew up to the highest ridge of the Zhou family's house, sitting on it and looking at the layout of the Zhou family.

The place where she was sitting was very secluded, and unless someone stood higher, she would not be seen.

There is nothing unusual about the layout of the Zhou family, but every plant and tree here gives Shu Ange a vague sense of familiarity.

She put her hand on her chest, closed her eyes, and felt the unspeakable throbbing.

After a quarter of an hour, Shu Ange condensed his consciousness and once again hit the little gray dumpling in his mind.

Run, run again!

The pain was like a cobweb, and it split open in her sea of ​​consciousness. Shu Ange bit her lip and continued to charge with her consciousness.

"what!"

She leaned forward, spitting out a mouthful of occult blood, her head seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, and she exclaimed in pain.

With Shu Ange's endurance, it was painful to the point of exclaiming, showing the depth of the pain.

After the pain passed, Shu Ange smiled and wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips, and his eyes looking southwest were as deep as a pool.

It was worth her pain this time, and finally got back the memory of the original owner.

It turned out that there was really a festival between Zhou Lingyi and Master Huikong.

Speaking of which, that was last winter.

Zhou Lingyi's stepmother, Mrs. Tang, is a sweet-hearted person who believes in Buddhism and pretends to be a bodhisattva in front of people every day.

Externally, she always thought of her stepdaughter, as if it were better than her own daughter.

In fact, Zhou Lingyi had a very hard life.

Zhou's father works abroad all year round, and Mrs. Zhou is getting older, and her mind is focused on eating fast and chanting Buddha. There is still a bit of love for his grandson, and he is indifferent to several granddaughters, regardless of their descendants.

The Zhou family was entirely controlled by the Tang family. When Zhou Lingyi's mother died, she was still young.

Mrs. Tang often made a fuss about her food and clothing costs. The clothes she made for her daughter, the most fashionable materials, and the clothes she cut for Zhou Lingyi were all inferior products that others disliked.

On the head and face jewelry and rouge gouache, Tang's eccentricity has been brought to the extreme.

Not only that, but she also treats the servants in Zhou Lingyi Courtyard leniently.

They neglected the master and made mistakes. She always raised it high and put it down gently, and the slaves she raised bullied the master, making Zhou Lingyi suffer.

When Zhou Lingyi was older, she hardened her bones and took out thunderous methods to deal with the servants who bullied the master.

Mr. Tang took advantage of the topic and used the mouths of his servants to spread the reputation of Zhou Lingyi's wicked daughter far and near.

Zhou Lingrong has won the true inheritance of her mother, and is best at secretly bullying and ridiculing Zhou Lingyi. In front of people, he made the image of the white lotus flower who was bullied by others.

Under such circumstances, Zhou Lingyi not only disliked Tang's mother and daughter, but also disliked Buddhism.

To talk about the festival between Zhou Lingyi and Master Huikong, it is not worthwhile to calculate it carefully.

Last winter, the plum blossoms were just in bloom.

Mrs. Zhou asked Mrs. Tang to bring several young ladies from the mansion to the Yunshan Temple to pray for incense.

Zhou Lingyi did not believe in Buddhism, so after arriving at the monastery, she just stayed outside.

Unlike Mrs. Tang and Zhou Lingrong, they both kneel down to worship Buddha and donate sesame oil money.

The Tang family specially brought her and Zhou Lingrong to see Master Huikong and asked him to meet for the two of them.

Master Huikong, after chanting a Buddha's name, made comments for the two.

The original owner was very concerned about this matter, so he remembered it very clearly.

"Hehe, the poor monk Guan Er has a very good face. She is the fate of the rich and noble Chang'an and Fuze's descendants."

"Thank you Master for your suggestion, Ling Rong, don't thank Master yet."

When Zhou Lingrong heard Master Huikong's comments about her destiny, she happily thanked him.

With Master Huikong's comments, when she talks about marriage in the future, she will definitely be looked down upon by others.

You must know that Master Huikong seldom approves orders from people.

"Master, look, what will happen to Lingyi's child in the future? I have always regarded her as my child, and I look forward to her having a good marriage every day."

Zhou Lingyi was most disgusted by Mrs. Tang's pretense in front of outsiders. Hearing the words, he said in a cold voice, "I don't believe in Buddha, I don't cultivate in the next life, as long as I live happily in this life."

Master Huikong frowned, and after chanting the Buddha's name, he looked at Zhou Lingyi and said, "Girl, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless and you can turn back to the shore. I look at your face, and you are born to work hard and be married."

Zhou Lingrong squeezed the veil and almost laughed on the spot.

She covered the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, and said with a caring expression, "Sister Yi, how can this be good, why don't my mother donate more sesame oil money to change your life for you?"

Master Huikong laughed without saying a word, and Mrs. Tang pretended to be nervous: "Master, is there a way to resolve the fate of my sister Yi? This parent would rather suffer for himself than for his child."

"Donor, fate is determined by heaven. I advise the eldest lady of your house to accumulate more virtues and do good deeds to honor the elders, and maybe one or two can be resolved."

Zhou Lingyi was angry and annoyed, her face flushed and said: "Thank you for your concern, the little girl feels filial piety."

Her tone became more serious, and Master Huikong recited the Buddha's name, and said without rushing or annoyed: "It's good, it's good, the donor is young, don't let your inner demons play and cause trouble."

The word "inner demon" made Zhou Lingyi's eyes overflow with anger.

She didn't dare to continue arguing with Master Huikong, and rushed to the Chanyuan alone.

This is what Shu Ange dug out from the memory of the original owner, the only experience she has had face-to-face with Master Huikong.

Zhou Lingyi may not be able to figure it out, but Shu Ange sees clearly why Master Huikong is targeting him.

The real monks who have attained the Tao are all compassionate and compassionate people, so how could they be as aggressive as Master Huikong.

The Tang family often donated sesame oil money generously, and Master Huikong gave her a high look.

Every month, Wang Sanniang brings her daughter to the temple to pray for blessings, and to do chores for Yunshan Temple. In the eyes of Master Huikong, they are rare and kind people.

The Buddha purifies all sentient beings, and Master Huikong only cares about his own selfishness, and he is also worthy of being called an eminent monk.

Shu Ange snorted coldly, and based on the original owner's memory, he fled towards Haitang Garden.

Haitang Garden is the residence of the original owner, with a nice name and a very remote and narrow place.

When Mr. Tang arranged for her to come here, he specially made a good excuse-Zhou Lingyi was short-tempered and lived in a remote place where no rumors would spread.

The old lady didn't care about anything, and Master Zhou was away from home for many years, so Zhou Lingyi stayed in the Haitangyuan deserted.

Thinking that the dowry left by the original owner's mother was given to the Tang family by Liu Yun, Shu Ange was annoyed and wanted to beat her up.

What qualifications does she have to use the original owner's dowry.

Thinking of this, Shu Ange decided that before the two changed their identities, she would dedicate all the private money that Liu Yun hid to Grandma Liu to do her filial piety.

"Miss is so beautiful. You are going to see the flowers on your appointment today. This dress looks the best."

"Hee hee, our young lady is naturally beautiful. Otherwise, why would Young Master Wei invite her to see the flowers in Bihe Garden?"

The little girl's silver bell-like laughter came from the room, and Liu Yun said softly, "You girl, if you keep making trouble, be careful to tear your mouth."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about slaves, our young lady is really beautiful."

Shu Ange removed a piece of the tile on the roof and looked down from the gap. Liu Yun was sitting in front of the dresser getting dressed.

Shu Ange could only see her back and her blurred face in the bronze mirror.

As the old saying goes, from frugality to luxury, Liu Yun quickly adapted to the daily life of a lady in the official family.

After Zhuzhu put on the earrings for Liu Yun, she gently clinged to the pendant with her fingers, and asked unsurely, "Are these earrings suitable for me to wear? It looks too gorgeous."

"Miss Huarongyue looks prettier than a fairy girl in the sky, and this earring is just right."

"Liu Ye is right, Miss looks good with everything."

Shu Ange looked at it, the little maids below were all raw faces.

It is estimated that Liu Yun was afraid of showing her timidity in front of Zhou Lingyi's powerful maid, and deliberately praised the newcomer.

The maids chosen by the original owner were as hot as hers, one was called Qingtuan and the other was called Qingyun.

First, they were sent by Liu Yun to do chores, and when the two completely changed over, the two had already been chosen by Mr. Tang at random to find a servant.

Qingtuan and Qingyun were not doing well, and Zhou Lingyi had a fight for them both.

But before she could get justice for the two of them, she herself was deprived of her identity and died in the lake.

After putting on her makeup, Liu Yun looked at the beauty in the mirror, her cheeks were slightly warm, and her eyes were a little blurry.

It has been more than three months since she became the eldest lady of the Zhou family, and she can't believe that the beauty in the mirror is her.

When she thought of meeting Wei Gongzi, she felt both shy and happy, and she really had mixed feelings.

Young Master Wei treated her very indifferently at first, and Zhou Lingrong once told her quietly that the Wei family wanted to withdraw from the marriage, so that she could please him more, so as not to lose the marriage.

Liu Yun had just replaced Zhou Lingyi at that time, for fear of losing her marriage and complaining about her in the future.

So, he took the initiative to ask Wei Gongzi to meet, and dared to apologize to the original owner for his previous words and deeds.

Wei Gongzi is a very good person. After she apologized softly, he no longer had a cold face, and even invited her to drink tea.

Since then, Wei Gongzi changed his attitude, not only took the initiative to invite her out to play, but also sent a lot of gifts to the mansion.

But such a good young master Wei, such a happy karma, does not belong to her Liu Yun...

"Ugh……"

Liu Yun couldn't help but sighed.

[Everyone pay attention to your body, it is raining heavily here on the blue bridge