Li Qingluo's repeated attempts to keep him was ineffective, so he could only give Lin Dongwen's twenty taels of silver as a means of money, and looked at him "indifferently" and left.

She didn't like this Taoist priest who was gradually emerging, but just wanted the other party to help her completely defeat Duan Zhengchun.

Lin Dong knew his purpose. At the beginning, he could still stay for the plot point, but now there is no plot point. It is not appropriate to continue doing such things that go against the style of a senior master.

This was the seventh year of Xining (1074), October.

Leaving Lin Dong, who was in Mantuo Villa, came to the Murong family who was also in Gusu.

In front of the Swallow, there are three steps, one post, five steps, and every whistle is full of vigilance.

"Murong family, how long has this been the plan for rebellion?" He shook his head and chuckled, walked up to bow to the first guard and said, "Please report to the Taoist Tongtian is here to visit."

"The Taoist priest waits for a moment, the villain will go now."

Because Lin Dong had a very outstanding temperament, the guards did not dare to neglect them, so they hurriedly went to report.

"Tongtian Taoist Man?"

The real Mrs. Wang (Murong Fu's mother) frowned and asked, "I have never heard of this person. Did he say what he did here?"

"The Taoist said he had a good relationship with the Murong family and wanted to meet the young master Murong." The guard responded carefully.

"Fate method? Haha, I think I'm here to ask for money, just give him a few dollars." Mrs. Wang sneered.

"You wait..."

The guards stopped.

After thinking about it, Mrs. Wang said, "If he didn't come to ask for money, he would say that there were no men at home, only orphans and widows, so it would be inconvenient to meet."

"yes."

The guard retreated and left.

The Murong family returned to tranquility, and Mrs. Wang walked slowly to the backyard and looked at the young man who was still practicing martial arts, saying, "Fu'er, this is the reputation of the Murong family in Gusu. Even if you have never become famous, some people will come to see you."

After saying that, she seriously looked at Murong Fu, who was puzzled, and said, "So, from today on, you must work harder and never lose the reputation of the Murong family when you are exploring the world!"

"Son understand."

Murong Fu nodded calmly and agreed, turned around and continued to practice sweat.

"is that so?"

Lin Dong refused money and said without any annoyance after hearing the guard's words: "It's my rude. Please help me tell me. I will definitely not be so reckless when I come again next time."

With a shake of the Taoist robe, he turned around and left.

He was indeed quite curious about Huanshi Shui Pavilion, but since he didn't give it convenience, it would be difficult to get in.

Moreover, from the day of practicing immortality, Lin Dong knew that time may not be anything to him.

It's OK to come back in the future.

He, don't worry.

...

"Li Qingluo is hidden in Langhuan Jade Cave. No, maybe Li Qingluo was stolen when she was staying in the Wang family, but maybe..."

"It's really not worth believing that a woman like Li Qingluo who treats people as a fat man..."

"Why!"

"The Shishui Pavilion is still not here yet, where are you going to do something next?" Lin Dong turned around and began to think about where he should go.

Whether before, now, or even in the future, plot points and basic knowledge are extremely important.

But the latter is not easy to force, which will lead to the martial arts world hatred him... A guy who covets other people's martial arts will sooner or later be beaten to death.

Of course, this is also because of insufficient strength.

If Lin Dong had enough strength, he would not care about these things. He would just be a big devil. After that, he would be a master of martial arts.

But now, he can only pursue the latter.

That is the plot point.

Compared to basic knowledge, the plot point is too simple for him.

Especially his memory is gradually becoming more and more explosive. In the comprehensive martial arts world where the four famous catchers and Tianlong and even other worlds overlap, it is still easy to harvest the plot points.

However, Lin Dong felt that the path he had taken before was a bit too low-end.

Just like this time, he could do better and the start was pretty good, but in the end he became a small role of Li Qingluo as a military advisor.

In the end, although he still got enough plot points, it was a bit bad to do so.

If he continues like this, wouldn’t he become a real friend of women?

"Have it!"

Lin Dong, who was walking in Gusu City, paused suddenly, and his eyes suddenly became bright and looked in one direction.

"Dad, I'm hungry..."

"If you tighten your belt, you won't be hungry. When you arrive in Jiangning, we will have food to eat."

"oh……"

...

On the way from Gusu to Jiangning, Lin Dong, wearing a blue Taoist robe, looked at the painful people around him, and felt very depressed.

But he has no solution.

He is not a real god, not to mention that even a god can't produce some food out of thin air.

Listening to the conversation on the road, his heart sank into the bottom of the valley little by little.

This is the true situation of the Song Dynasty in the seventh year of Xining.

Due to the severe drought at the beginning of the year and the double suppression of the Qingmiao Law and the Market Yi Law, the people are suffering.

Fortunately, before being dismissed from prescription, the absent husband adopted some of Zheng Xia’s suggestions, so that small merchants and vendors would not have to pay taxes, otherwise there would be more hunger on the way?

Lin Dong thought, and looked at a mother and son.

The mother is thin and the child's belly is extremely large, as if she has eaten a lot of things and has not had time to digest them.

This scene made his heart tremble.

"Mom, my stomach hurts so much!" At this moment, the big belly suddenly covered her stomach and screamed.

The mother walked over weakly and shook the child gently: "Shang'er, Shang'er, what's wrong with you?"

The big belly child still covered his stomach and said in pain: "Mom, I can't stand the pain, please help me quickly..."

Suddenly, a figure of Taoist crossed over and stood next to the child in an instant.

He moved very quickly, and in an instant, his fingers were gently placed on the big-bellied child's pulse.

The pulse of a big belly child only beats once a long time, and the interval time is uneven, slow and weak, like a leak of water in the roof, a drop of a long time.

This is the leaky pulse of the roof, one of the seven quatrains, which means that the stomach qi is approaching and the spleen's death pulse!

Lin Dong's face immediately sank.

"Master, what's wrong with my Shang'er? You, please tell me... cough cough!" The woman said weakly, and suddenly started to cough violently.

Lin Dong's face became even more ugly.

Fortunately, the child's mother was still strong and recovered after he slapped her, but her face was full of death and she stared at Lin Dong blankly.

Lin Dong gritted his teeth and asked as softly as possible: "What did the child eat?"

"Guan...Yintu." The child's mother's face turned dark and she said tremblingly: "In the morning, he said he was very hungry, so he ran out. After a while, his stomach was so big. At that time, he still had earthy foam around him. I thought it was okay..."

hiss--

Lin Dong took a deep breath, and then smiled bitterly: "How can people eat grains and grains, and how can they be fine if they eat soil?"

"Then he..."

The mother immediately realized it, and then her weak body burst out with powerful strength. She knelt down and kowtowed like crazy: "Please save my child!"

"Don't worry."

While comforting the big-bellied mother, Lin Dong gently patted the child's belly: "It's too late to find out."

"Thank you, Taoist priest, thank you." The big-bellied mother kowtowed in tears.

This time, he did not respond, but silently patted the child's belly with gentle force for a long time.

Then, he carefully used his vitality to gently guide the Guanyin soil in the child's stomach little by little.

"vomit……"

The child started vomiting, and there were still a lot of blood in the loess with gastric juice.

This is a helpless thing. Even if Lin Dong is careful, the child's internal organs will be weak in the end, and it is already a lucky thing to not die if he does not die.

Perhaps, in the future, he can easily do it and lead out these soil without hurting his children.

However, now he is still too weak and his control over strength is still not perfect.

Fortunately, the child survived and as long as he kept it well for a while, there should be no sequelae.

"Why."

Thinking of the child's situation, Lin Dong raised his head with a sigh, surrounded by numb gazes that made his scalp numb.
Chapter completed!