Chapter 252: First Meeting with Qiu Lanshan
Chapter 252: First Meeting with Qiu Lanshan
The sky was gradually getting dark. After traveling for the past few days, Lin Qinghe practiced while walking. She was now at the third level of Qi Refining.
dong dong——
There was a knock on the wooden door.
"Young sir, the hot water you ordered is ready." The waiter outside the door came up with hot water.
The door creaked open and Lin Qinghe poked her head out. "Thank you. Just put it in the room."
"Okay." The waiter said goodbye with a smile.
After soaking in the hot water, the aches and pains all over my body were relieved a lot. My originally tense muscles also began to relax and gradually relaxed.
After walking for such a long time, Lin Qinghe now has only one feeling, that is tiredness.
No matter how powerful her spiritual awareness was, she could not resist the intense fatigue that hit her body.
After staying in the barrel for a long time, she climbed out, changed into new clothes and lay on the bed.
She slowly closed her eyes as she felt sleepy. As her eyelids closed, the noise around her seemed to fade away, replaced by a peaceful silence.
Its daybreak.
The sun rises outside the window, and the morning light shines through the dense and lush branches and leaves, casting swaying shadows on the wall. Countless spots of light dance on the curtains, and light and shadow are intertwined.
Lin Qinghe rubbed her still dry and uncomfortable eyes and looked out the window. She didn't expect that she had slept for so long.
After taking out the food stored in the space and quickly finishing her breakfast, Lin Qinghe went downstairs. She planned to use spirit stones to buy a small courtyard in Hanming City. After all, there was still a year before the Wuji Sect recruited disciples. She couldn't stay in the inn all year, so it would be safer to find a courtyard to settle down.
Hanming City is a city belonging to the Wuji Sect, so Lin Qinghe is very familiar with it. She walked towards the market town according to her memory.
The location of the market town was correct, and there were people coming and going inside. It was home to cultivators from various sects around Hanming City, as well as independent cultivators from the Independent Cultivator Alliance. They had placed all kinds of cultivation supplies on both sides of the street, some of which were homemade elixirs, talismans, and magical instruments, and some were "strange objects" obtained from somewhere, which were sold by these cultivators.
Remembering that there were houses for rent in the market town, Lin Qinghe walked straight ahead until he reached the end of the market town and stopped in front of a shop.
On a plaque above it were written three large golden characters: "Youkezhai."
It seems that this is the right place.
Just as Lin Qinghe was about to walk into the guest house, a girl about her age was pushed out.
The girl had a pretty face, red lips and white teeth, and a red mole under her right eye was very impressive.
Lin Qinghe's heart skipped a beat when he saw her. This feeling couldn't be wrong.
Is she the friend who killed the original owner, Sun Mingshuang?
In the original plot, Sun Mingshuang and Qiu Lanshan met each other in the Wuji Sect, but now they met in advance.
"Ouch..." Qiu Lanshan was pushed and fell to the ground. She looked at the person who pushed her out with some grievance.
The owner of the guest house.
"That yard obviously belongs to my mother and me. You drove us out and occupied our home, but why didn't you let us go?" Her eyes were tearful and big tears fell to the ground like beads from a broken string.
The monks passing by stopped to watch and couldn't help but sigh.
The owner of the guest house heard her say that and immediately opened the fan in his hand with a swish, "Little girl, it is not a good habit to slander others with empty words."
She smiled slightly and said, "This courtyard is not owned by your mother, and the deed is not in your hands. Logically, it should have been taken back before. It is our young master's kindness that prevented you from becoming homeless."
"Now that the young master wants to take back this courtyard, you come to Woyoukezhai and distort the facts. You are really..." An ungrateful person.
There was melon to eat, and Lin Qinghe pricked up his ears.
In the memory of the original owner Sun Mingshuang, Qiu Lanshan had a miserable life. Her father abandoned them when her mother gave birth to her. The evil servants of the guest house robbed Qiu Lanshan and her mother's residence, making her homeless and living on the streets for a year.
Qiu Lanshan's mother also died in this year.
Looking at the situation now, it is somewhat different from what Qiu Lanshan originally told Sun Mingshuang.
"My mother and I have lived in that yard for so many years, how could it not be ours?" Qiu Lanshan could not hide her sadness, "If you want to take it away, then take it away. After all, who doesn't know that Hanming City belongs to your Xiao family?"
The owner of Youke Zhai, "......?" Her chest heaved, and she finally couldn't swallow this breath. This little girl's behavior made it seem like they, Youke Zhai, were bullying others by taking advantage of their power.
"Miss Qiu is wrong. The deed to the courtyard in the south of the city belongs to Miss Qiu's father. He was the one who sold the deed to us." The owner of the guest house waved his fan lightly, looking calm. "What's more, Miss Qiu is not the daughter of the principal wife..."
Things are getting interesting.
At this time, the onlookers and Lin Qinghe pricked up their ears to listen to the owner of the guest house introducing Qiu Lanshan's life story word by word.
Qiu Lanshan's mother was the mistress kept by old man Qiu, and the deeds to the courtyard and other properties were in the hands of the mistress of the Qiu family.
The mistress of the Qiu family was furious when she found out that not only did Old Man Qiu have a mistress, but the child was already six or seven years old.
He immediately took drastic action to cut off the connection between Qiu Lanshan and Old Man Qiu. In the end, not only was Old Man Qiu kicked out of the house, but Qiu Lanshan's mother and she naturally had no good life either.
The house deed where they lived was naturally sold by the mistress of the Qiu family to the young master of the Xiao family and was managed by Youke Zhai.
Young Master Xiao felt that Qiu Lanshan and her daughter were pitiful, so he did not mention the matter of taking back the mansion.
This made Qiu Lanshan feel that it was her own home.
Now that the young master of the Xiao family wants to take back the house, Qiu Lanshan comes to the guest house to cry every day.
The people in charge of the guest room were crying, and even Yunniang, who was fanning herself with an impatient look on her face, was upset.
What does Qiu Lanshan mean? That courtyard was never theirs to begin with. She comes here every day like a mourner, causing their business to go downhill.
The young master shouldn't have been so soft-hearted in the first place. Look at what has happened now.
Yunniang gnashed her teeth secretly. She looked at the sad Qiu Lanshan who was still crying on the spot with a cold face, "What do you mean by this, little girl Qiu? If you want to take back that yard, you can either exchange it with spirit stones or bring the house deed. Why are you pretending to be bullied in front of us?"
It makes their guest house look like a place where people bully others and act unreasonable.
Qiu Lanshan said nothing but kept wiping away her tears, which caused the surrounding monks to misunderstand her even more.
Lin Qinghe rolled her eyes, walked past her, and then entered the Youkezhai.
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