Legendary Son-in-Law: The Man with Poison Talismans

Seeing this, Shen Zhiyao clasped her hands and said, "Miss Qin, then we'll take our leave as well." Lu Xingci clasped her hands in return and turned to leave. Jiang Yanzhou walked at the back, wanting to say something, but was pulled back by Shen Zhiyao and reluctantly left.

Qin Yumo nodded to them, said "Come and sit down when you have time," and then went into the courtyard without looking back.

Chunxing followed behind, carrying the basin of water, her steps light and she didn't dare utter a sound.

Once inside, Qin Yumo sat at the table. Chunxing put down the basin of water, stood beside her, lowered her head, and whispered, "Miss, I was too talkative just now."

Qin Yumo didn't look at her. She picked up the cup on the table, poured herself a glass of water, took a sip, and then said, "Now that you are his maid, it is only right that you speak up for him."

Chunxing raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes: "But this servant shouldn't have done this in front of outsiders..."

"Alright." Qin Yumo put down her cup, glanced at her, and said, "Just be more careful next time."

Chunxing nodded and wiped her eyes with her sleeve.

Just then, the old servant guarding the gate peeked out from outside the courtyard gate, his voice tinged with hesitation: "Miss, a few people have come to the gate, saying they are looking for...looking for the young master."

Qin Yumo raised an eyebrow.

The old servant added, "At first, I didn't understand, but then they said that finding Chunxing would also be fine."

Chunxing froze, glancing at Qin Yumo. Qin Yumo stood up, straightened her sleeves, and walked out. Chunxing quickly followed.

Outside the gate of the Qin residence, Shi Tou, A Mu, and A Shui stood at the entrance, looking up at the two large characters "Qin Residence" on the plaque, their hearts pounding.

Ah Shui whispered, "That old man just said... the man surnamed Lin must be the son-in-law?"

Her heart suddenly tightened. "Son-in-law?" So Brother Lin is a married man?

Stone didn't notice her expression. He was looking at the imposing gate and said in a low voice, "Brother Lin is indeed no ordinary person, living in such a big house."

Amu nodded in agreement.

As they were talking, several people came out of the door. The first to come out were two young women, Song Wanzhu, who was wearing a light blue dress, and Su Qinghe, who was wearing a pale yellow dress. They stepped out of the threshold chatting and laughing, followed by three men.

Everyone was taken aback when they saw three strangers standing at the door.

The three of them, including Shi Tou, were also stunned, not knowing who these people were.

But he quickly realized what was happening and hurriedly clasped his hands in greeting, speaking politely: "Greetings, young ladies and gentlemen! We've come to see Brother Lin; he asked us to come to his residence."

Ah Shui peeked out from behind the stone, her eyes sparkling, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you Brother Lin's friends? Has Brother Lin returned?"

Song Wanzhu and Su Qinghe exchanged a glance and shook their heads. Shen Zhiyao and Lu Xingci remained silent.

Jiang Yanzhou walked over, casually glanced at Shi Tou and the others, then looked at the plaque on the door. He curled his lips and said in a drawn-out tone, "Who are you looking for? The Qin family is looking for someone surnamed Lin, or that son-in-law?" His tone was amused, but his eyes were not very polite, as if he were watching a joke.

Stone frowned but didn't reply.

Seeing that they didn't speak, Jiang Yanzhou laughed again, leaned against the door frame, crossed his arms and said, "No need to look anymore, your Brother Lin has already been fed to the orcs in the Woma Forest."

Ah Shui's face turned pale instantly, and her eyes widened in horror: "You...how did you know? Brother Lin is amazing! You're talking nonsense!"

"I'm talking nonsense?" Jiang Yanzhou laughed out loud, and said slowly, "Little sister, don't be so young and not be able to tell the difference between strengths. That kid Lin Mu can't even withstand a brick, and he wants to go to the Woma Forest to fight monsters and level up? Isn't he asking for death?"

He sized Ah Shui up and down, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment before his tone became flippant: "Little sister, do you know the Jiang family? The Jiang family of Bichon City. My surname is Jiang." He patted his chest. "From now on, follow me. What future is there in following a live-in son-in-law? I'm going to serve in Her Majesty the Empress's Imperial Guard."

Chapter 44 News of Lin Mu (Part 2)

The expressions on Shi Tou's and the other two's faces changed. Amu clenched his fists, but Shi Tou reached out to stop him. Ashui's expectant expression froze instantly. She shrank back behind Shi Tou, her eyes red-rimmed and her lips pressed tightly together.

Jiang Yanzhou was still smiling, looking like he was waiting for them to be grateful.

Shen Zhiyao and Lu Xingci frowned, deep in thought. They actually envied Jiang Yanzhou quite a bit. Although they had similar talents, they wouldn't be able to enter the Imperial Guard based on their family background.

At this moment, Qin Yumo emerged from the main gate, dressed in a moon-white long dress, her features cool and aloof. She stopped, glanced at Shi Tou and the other two, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Shi Tou clasped his hands in a fist and replied, "We came to find Brother Lin. He said he lives here. If he's not here, then we'll look for a girl named Chunxing."

Qin Yumo raised an eyebrow slightly: "What's that Brother Lin's name?"

Shi Tou also realized what was happening and scratched his head: "He only said his surname was Lin, but he didn't tell us his given name. However, he said he lived in the Qin residence, and we asked a lot of people along the way before we found this place."

Just as Qin Yumo was about to say something, Chunxing squeezed through from behind. Standing to Qin Yumo's side and slightly behind, she asked urgently, "I'm Chunxing! Did you really see the young master? Is he... doing well with his leveling up? What are you doing here? Where is the young master?"

Shi Tou took out several bottles of oil from his Qiankun bag and handed them over. The bottles were blue, and it was impossible to tell what was inside, but there were fine patterns engraved on the bottle, so it was obviously not an ordinary thing: "Brother Lin asked us to keep an eye out for blessing oil for him. We got five bottles and brought them to him."

Chunxing took the oil bottle, her hands trembling, her eyes reddening again: "Young Master... Young Master is really out there leveling up..."

Qin Yumo looked at the bottles of blessing oil, and the tension in her heart eased slightly. She took a deep breath, stepped forward, and bowed slightly to the three of them: "Thank you for taking care of Lin Mu."

Shi Tou was startled and quickly waved his hand, "Don't say that! Brother Lin is leveling up in the Woma Temple all by himself. He's the real expert. We were just being taken care of by Brother Lin!"

Amu and Ashui nodded in agreement.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a sneer came from behind him. Jiang Yanzhou had somehow gotten close again, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, a look of disdain on his face: "Lin Mu? A master? And the Woma Temple? Are you kidding me? You're so young and naive. Don't tell me you've been fooled by this Lin guy and are even counting the money for him."

Qin Yumo ignored him, and Chunxing, who was nervously holding the blessing oil, also didn't pay attention to him.

The three men frowned, glanced at Jiang Yanzhou, but refrained from speaking due to his status.

Qin Yumo glanced at the stone, her mood relaxing and her tone becoming much calmer: "Tell me, what is Brother Lin like?"

Stone immediately perked up: "Brother Lin is tall and thin, half a head taller than me. He doesn't talk much, but he's a really nice person. We met on the ship to the Woma Forest..."

Amu chimed in, "Back then, Brother Lin was dressed in plain clothes, and we thought he was a novice. But later we found out that he knew everything. He told us a lot of stories, like the Corpse King's Palace, the Zuma Cult, and the Touch Dragon God, as if he had seen them with his own eyes."

Ah Shui added in a low voice, "There were three more forest bandits who chased after Brother Lin. The next day, they stripped him naked and dumped him by the edge of the forest. People in the market all say that Brother Lin did it."

Stone nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes..."

The three of them took turns describing Lin Mu's appearance, physique, and manner of speaking in detail.

As Chunxing listened, tears streamed down her face, and she repeatedly said, "It's the son-in-law, that's definitely the son-in-law!"

Qin Yumo didn't speak, but her brows finally relaxed, and the corners of her mouth even curled up slightly.

She turned to Chunxing and said, "Go and get twenty gold coins."

A moment later, Chunxing took out gold coins and handed them to Qin Yumo.

Qin Yumo said to Shi Tou, "The market price of Blessing Oil is four gold coins per bottle, five bottles will cost twenty gold coins. Take these."

Shi Tou was startled and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no! Brother Lin asked us to do something, how can we accept money!"

Amu also declined, saying, "That's right, Brother Lin has done us a great favor, this little thing is nothing."

They returned and inquired about the value of the equipment, especially the Shura and Sharpur bracelets, which were worth far more than they had expected.

Stone and Amu both nodded in agreement, their expressions clearly indicating that what Brother Lin had given them was worth far more than just a few bottles of blessing oil.

Jiang Yanzhou leaned against the door frame, pursed his lips, and muttered under his breath, "How much can this junk equipment be worth?" His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for the person next to him to hear.

Qin Yumo glanced at Shi Tou and the others, then didn't press the matter further. She thought for a moment and asked, "Where do you live? That way we can visit each other more often."

Shi Tou gave the address, saying it was at a farmer's house outside the south gate of the city, and also mentioned places they frequented. Qin Yu Mo nodded and made a note of it.

The three then took their leave. Ah Shui took a few steps, then couldn't help but look back at the Qin family's gate, and then at Qin Yu Mo standing there. She couldn't suppress the inexplicable sense of loss in her heart. She lowered her head and quickly followed her two brothers.

Song Wanzhu and Su Qinghe, who had been standing silently to the side, now came over and took Qin Yumo's arms on either side. Song Wanzhu teased with a smile, "Yumo, your husband sounds like quite an impressive man."

Su Qinghe also smiled: "When he comes back, he must let us meet this mysterious master in plain clothes."

Qin Yumo didn't speak, but the faint sorrow on her face had already faded.

But that sorrowful expression stemmed more from the relief that her father's expectations had been met. Lin Mu hadn't died out there, hadn't run away from home, and hadn't disgraced the Qin family. As for Lin Mu himself, she didn't feel any particular attachment to him.

She glanced at her two best friends, and a thought suddenly popped into her head. If they were interested, she might as well tell them.

Suddenly, he spoke up: "If you're interested, I can introduce you to them."

Song Wanzhu and Su Qinghe exchanged a glance and laughed, taking it as a casual remark.

Jiang Yanzhou stood at the back, wanting to say something. Shen Zhiyao, who was next to him, grabbed him and said in a low voice, "Brother Jiang, this won't make Yu Mo like you; it will only make her dislike you."

Jiang Yanzhou opened his mouth, glanced at Qin Yumo's retreating figure, then at Shen Zhiyao's expression, but ultimately remained silent. He awkwardly shut his mouth, shrank back, and followed.

The courtyard fell silent. Qin Yumo stood there, looking at the empty street outside the gate, the faint smile on her lips still lingering.

Chunxing stood to the side holding the gold coins and asked softly, "Miss, these gold coins..."

"Put it away." Qin Yumo turned and walked back, but after taking two steps, she stopped and looked back at Chunxing. "When he comes back, tell him... never mind, it's nothing."

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On the second floor of the Woma Temple, Old Master Qin was eating a sumptuous meal against the corner of the wall, holding a crumpled piece of paper in his hand. It was a tabloid that had just been delivered that day.

Chapter 45 The Village's Former Hope

(Bonus chapter. Thanks to [Capricorn GLC] for the extra chapter and three for their love and support. Thanks to "Snake Eats Abalone" for their love and support. Thanks to "Wang Zanghai of the Great Chu Kingdom" for their love and support.)

No matter where he was, someone would deliver the latest tabloids to him every day. He enjoyed reading about martial arts anecdotes and celebrity gossip, and occasionally he would write a few leveling guides or elegant poems, sign a pen name, and submit them for entertainment.

The headline on the front page of today's tabloid is in bold:

"A mysterious, unassuming master in simple clothes scare away the skeleton Taoist priest and strips the three notorious forest bandits naked!"

Attached below was a portrait, its lines rough, but the expression in the eyes and brows was quite lifelike. Old Master Qin stared at the portrait for a long time, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. He looked at it over and over again several times, then suddenly paused.

"Isn't this...that kid?"

Old Master Qin stared at the portrait for a long time, then shook his head, folded the newspaper, and stuffed it into his pocket.

"My eyesight is failing me. How could it be that kid? He just looks similar."

After finishing his meal in a few more bites, he stood up, dusted himself off, picked up the Frost Greatsword, and called to the others to continue deeper into the Woma Temple.

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Qin Mansion.

After everyone left, Qin Yumo sat alone in the room, holding a small newspaper in her hand, a habit she had picked up from her grandfather since childhood.

She glanced at the article on the front page about the "wise man in plain clothes" and slightly pursed her lips.

"This author's writing style is better than before. This person does indeed resemble Lin Mu, but..."

She put down the newspaper, picked up her teacup, and took a sip. The turmoil in her heart had completely subsided.

She heard what the three men, Shi Tou and his companion, said, but she didn't believe them.

A level one Taoist priest can do all this in less than a month? You're kidding me. I've been practicing my top-tier talent for over ten years to get to this level.

Most likely, those three people mistook someone for someone else, or they exaggerated.