I Made a Fortune By Raiding Houses In Ancient Times

Chapter 114 This is impossible

Seeing that the Taoist nun looked serious and didn't look like she was joking, some people couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Mrs. Yang's son was really not dead?

 But more people thought that Ling Chu was just deliberately deceiving Mrs. Yang.

“How could Mrs. Yang’s son still be alive? Now the child is buried in the Yang family’s ancestral grave. Many people have seen this with their own eyes.”

"If the child is still alive, it is impossible for the Yang family not to look for him and let him wander outside."

Lingchu ignored these people's comments. After packing her things, she planned to store the table in a nearby store.

 Unexpectedly, Xia Zhi walked out from the side.

“Girl, please give me your things and I’ll put them on the carriage.”

 It turned out that after Xia Zhi sent Ling Chu to Yujie, she did not leave because she was worried, but kept waiting quietly nearby.

After Lingchu handed the things to Xia Zhi, he took Mrs. Yang and left.

 She did not ride in a carriage, but walked.

 Seeing the Taoist nun taking Mrs. Yang to look for her son seriously, those who were watching the excitement looked at each other for a while and then followed her.

 Some people just want to have fun, but some people feel that Mrs. Yang is too pitiful and cannot bear to see her being deceived again.

They were going to wait and see how the Taoist nun would explain herself. If she insisted on defrauding Mrs. Yang of the bracelet, they would definitely stop her.

Although Ling Chu calculated that Mrs. Yang's son was not dead and was in Dongcheng, she only calculated the approximate direction and did not know the specific location.

The Lantern Festival of Shangyuan Street is held every year on Yu Street. Ling Chu asked Mrs. Yang to take her to the place where her son disappeared.

Ling Chu looked around a few times. Although there was a fire here at that time, there is no trace of it now.

 At the foot of the emperor, it was in an important place like Imperial Street. A few days after the fire, the burned place had been restored to its original state.

This is the place where Mrs. Yang’s son disappeared. Based on the time of his accident, Ling Chu combined it with the birth date and made another hexagram using copper coins and turtle shells.

 In this calculation, the hexagrams are shown more clearly.

Mrs. Yang saw Ling Chu doing fortune telling and did not dare to disturb her.

  Putting away the coins and turtle shells, Ling Chu took Mrs. Yang directly through the streets and alleys and headed straight to Dongcheng.

People on the imperial street saw a group of people walking behind a Taoist nun. They were curious and couldn't help but come forward to inquire.

When they heard that the Taoist nun was taking Mrs. Yang to find her burned-to-death son, many people's first reaction was that the Taoist nun was a liar.

When Ling Chu and a group of people stopped in front of a large house, these people couldn't help but be surprised.

"Isn't this the Yang family? Don't you, a Taoist aunt, say that Mrs. Yang's son is not dead and is at home well?"

“The son of the Yang family is not dead, but as far as I know, the one who is still alive is the son of the concubine.”

“You, a Taoist nun, are really too courageous. It’s just a matter of deceiving Mrs. Yang. If you take it back to the Yang family, you are not afraid that the old Mrs. Yang will beat you to death with a stick.”

Mrs. Yang was also surprised when she saw Ling Chu taking her back to Yang's house.

Just when she was about to say that her son was not at home, she saw Ling Chu took out another copper coin and made a fortune with a turtle shell, so she had to swallow her doubts.

Lingchu knew that Mrs. Yang was confused, but she didn't explain much. After reading the hexagram, a smile appeared on her face.

 “Let’s go.”

Everyone thought that this Taoist nun was going to enter the Yang family, and they were all waiting to see how she would be beaten out.

Unexpectedly, Ling Chu did not go to Yang's house, but crossed Yang's house and walked straight ahead.

 Some people sneered in their hearts. It seemed that the Taoist nun was not stupid and knew that the Yang family was not that easy to deceive.

Seeing that Ling Chu did not enter Yang's house, but turned around and left, Mrs. Yang hurriedly followed.

“Xiangu, where are we going?”

 “Don’t worry, it’s almost there.”

 Hearing that her son would be found soon, Mrs. Yang's eyes were surprisingly bright.

Following Ling Chu closely, for fear that he would be lost.

But when Lingchu took her past Yang's house, walked through two alleys, and stopped in front of a small house, Mrs. Yang's brows frowned tightly.

“We’re here.” Ling Chu breathed out lightly. He was very tired from the journey.

Seeing Ling Chu raising his hand to knock on the door, Mrs. Yang couldn't help but said, "Xiangu, wait...is there something wrong? My son can't be here."

Ling Chu glanced at Mrs. Yang in surprise, "Why do you say that? Do you know this family?"

Mrs. Yang nodded, "I recognize it. This is my handkerchief's home."

The person who lives in this house is Mrs. Yang's handkerchief?

Ling Chu really didn’t expect this. Seeing her surprised look, Mrs. Yang quickly explained, "The person who lives in this house is named Liu Qianling, and she has been on good terms with me since she was a child.

 Others thought that my son was burned to death, but she believed that my son was not dead and even helped me search for him.

 Liu Qianling is very close to me. My son is missing and cannot be at her house. "

Speaking of this, Mrs. Yang was afraid of angering Ling Chu, so she said uneasily, "Xiangu, could it be... that there was a mistake?"

Those who came to watch the excitement laughed after hearing Mrs. Yang's words.

This Taoist nun originally came here to make random remarks about a place, but she didn't expect that the person living in this house happened to be an acquaintance of Mrs. Yang, and she was a good friend of the handkerchief.

Let’s see how this Taoist nun ends up.

Ling Chu took a deep look at Mrs. Yang and pointed at the house in front of her, "According to the divination, your son is here."

Seeing Mrs. Yang's hesitation, Ling Chu stepped forward without further explanation and raised his hand to knock on the door.

 Her hexagrams are infallible.

Those spectators saw her knocking on the door and did not step forward to stop her. Instead, they gloated and watched the show.

 They were all waiting for Ling Chu to be slapped in the face by someone in this house.

Hum, bang, bang.

　　After knocking several times, a soft female voice came from the door, "Coming, coming."

The wooden door creaked, and a delicate-looking woman opened the door.

 Seeing a young and beautiful Taoist nun standing at the door, the woman was stunned for a moment.

Ling Chu glanced at her up and down and asked directly, "Are you Liu Qianling?"

 The woman nodded, "I wonder what's going on with this fairy girl?"

Ling Chu walked all the way and was so tired that he didn't want to talk much. He stepped aside to make way for Mrs. Yang to come forward and explain her purpose.

Seeing the unkempt Mrs. Yang behind her, a flash of disgust flashed through Liu Qianling's eyes, but she quickly revealed a look of surprise, "Sister Lan, why are you here?"

Mrs. Yang’s maiden name is An Yilan.

This Liu Qianling has been on good terms with Mrs. Yang since she was a child. After she got married, she still called her Sister Lan.

Liu Qianling thought Mrs. Yang was crazy and did not see her dislike.

 But Mrs. Yang's heart sank.

Since childhood, because Liu Qianling’s family was not as good as hers, she has always taken care of her like her own sister.

Mrs. Yang originally thought that even if outsiders disliked her for being a crazy woman, her little sister Ling would not dislike her either.

 But it turned out that she was deceiving herself?

 Originally, the Taoist nun said that her son was at Liu Qianling's house, but she still didn't believe it.

 But now, she was not sure.

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