Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 518 Lin Daiyu: I want to go too!

The room was completely silent, except for the trembling in one's heart.

After a long while, Zijuan finally managed to slur her words, "Miss?!"

Lin Daiyu was also lost in thought.

She raised her little hand and looked at it carefully again and again.

Looking down at the crack on the table, her little face was full of disbelief.

She raised her head, her gaze blank as she looked at Zijuan.

"dream?"

"No~ no way~" Zijuan raised her hand and pinched herself. "Ouch~"

I used too much force, and my eyes turned red from the pain.

Confirming that it wasn't a dream, Lin Daiyu slowly got up.

She raised her little hand and clapped it down hard.

'boom! '

With a muffled thud, the rosewood table shattered!

Zijuan covered her mouth tightly, as if she had seen a ghost.

Lin Daiyu murmured, "It's true, it's true."

Although I dreamt of my master and received enlightenment.

But it's just a dream after all.
My senior brother taught me the skills, but after learning them, I didn't feel anything special.

It's impossible to say that I have no doubts.

But now, looking at her own little hands, Lin Daiyu was certain that her extraordinary adventure was real!
After the shock came joy.

Subconsciously wiping her eyes, Lin Daiyu stood up, opened her arms, and was about to hug Zijuan to show her joy.

This action terrified Zijuan to the point of losing her mind.

"Girl, have mercy!"

Lin Daiyu paused, stood there with her arms outstretched, and stared blankly at Zijuan, whose face had turned pale with fright.

She then realized that she had an extremely strong hand; one slap could even shatter a table.

If that were pinched on Zijuan's tiny body...
But what will we do in the future? We can't just stay away from everything.

Lin Daiyu had never experienced anything like this before. In the miscellaneous books she had read in the past, such as "The Tale of the Female Knight Jing'er", "The Female Knight", and "The Tale of the Female Knight Cuiyunniang", the female knights with high martial arts skills were not described in terms of how they lived in their daily lives.

The first thing that popped into my mind was an annoying face.

She stamped her foot, then grabbed the hem of her skirt and ran out again.

Seeing Lin Daiyu return, puffing out her cheeks in a huff, Lin Dao frowned slightly. "What's wrong now?"

Hearing the impatient tone, Lin Daiyu shook her silver teeth.

Waving her hands around, she looked like she wanted to punch him with her little fists.

With a quick glance, Lin Daiyu stepped forward to the table and slapped it open.

Lin Dao immediately craned his neck and stared blankly at the shattered table.

'Is this Lin Daiyu?!'

'Lin Daiyu breaking a table with one hand?!'

If fans of *Dream of the Red Chamber* saw this scene, wouldn't their eyes pop out of their sockets?

"How is it?" Lin Daiyu, whose pretty face was full of smiles, was delighted to see Lin Dao's surprised expression.

Lin Dao was truly shocked.

He practiced for so long, but it was only useful when he could summon wind and rain.

It's not like I can't smash bricks and break pieces of wood.

But that's the power that comes from physical fitness.

Looking at the petite Lin Daiyu, it was definitely impossible for her to have that kind of physical ability.

In other words, he actually succeeded after only a few days of training!

Envy, jealousy, and hatred~
I'm genuinely envious.

Lin Dao has practiced for so long and still hasn't...
"Senior brother."

Lin Daiyu huffed angrily, "What will happen after I've mastered the technique?"

"What do you mean?"

"I could smash a table with just one swing of my hand, so I'm too scared to touch anything again."

Upon hearing this, Lin Dao understood.

"I can't control it at will."

“Yes, yes, yes~” Lin Daiyu nodded repeatedly, “That’s exactly what I mean.”

"If you say it's something you learned through martial arts, I don't understand." Lin Dao nodded slightly and glanced at Lin Meimei who was leaning closer. "Cultivation comes from the heart."

Pointing to the bamboo wife on the bed not far away, he said, "Go over there, thinking about picking her up."

Don't be fooled by the fact that Lin Daiyu often throws tantrums and quarrels with Lin Dao.

But she was still willing to listen to what he had to say.

Arriving at the bedside, he reached out and picked up the bamboo wife used for escaping the summer heat, as Lin Dao had instructed.

"It's really okay!"

Lin Daiyu was overjoyed and instinctively turned around abruptly.

The bamboo wife in his hand flew out, whistling as it passed by Lin Dao's side, and crashed into the wall and shattered.

"Senior brother~"

Lin Daiyu was clearly frightened; her legs went weak and she collapsed onto the bed.

"I'm fine." Lin Dao said calmly, cracking his knuckles. "You don't need to cultivate anymore; you need to train your self-control properly."

"Remember, follow your heart."

"Brother Zihou!" Jia Lian rushed in, looking flustered. "Brother Zihou, save me! Uh?!"

He had just opened his mouth to howl when he was shocked to see Lin Daiyu sitting on Lin Dao's bed!

"You, you, you~"

"She...she...she~"

Jia Lian was stuttering.

If I had arrived any later, I might already be in bed!
"Stop talking nonsense." Lin Dao, who saw through his filthy thoughts, asked impatiently, "Just say what you have to say."

Lin Dao has eaten meat before!
Lin Daiyu's colors undoubtedly possess a powerful allure.

But Lin Dao had absolutely no interest in that skinny, wiry figure.

His experience is so rich that one look at him tells you he must be a cunning person.

The user experience is poor unless the style is changed.
cough~
"Brother Zihou, save me!"

Jia Lian remembered his important matter and his handsome face fell as he said, "Those people sent me a letter last time."

They said if I didn't give them money, they would take me to the authorities.

"Are you afraid of reporting me to the authorities?" Lin Dao looked him up and down. "You are the young master of the Rongguo Mansion. Which government office would dare to arrest you?"

This is the truth.

Although the Rong and Ning mansions had declined, their reputations were still intact. As sons of noble families, how could the local government dare to offend them?

"That's not it~"

Jia Lian looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak.

After all, he had to save face with Lin Daiyu listening in.

Unexpectedly, Lin Daiyu chuckled and asked, "Brother Lian, are you worried that things will get out and Sister Feng will find out?"

After saying that, she explained to Lin Dao, "Brother Lian's wife, well, she's a bit impatient."

That's a very tactful way of putting it.

In reality, she wasn't anxious at all; she was clearly just a jealous woman.

When Wang Xifeng married Jia Lian, Jia Lian had his own maidservants in his room, and she also brought several maidservants with her as part of her dowry.

But after several years, only Ping'er remains.

By worldly moral standards, this is the epitome of a jealous woman.

"Since Lin Daiyu has already told me, then I have nothing to hide."

Jia Lian sighed repeatedly, "Brother Zihou, you have no idea how miserable it is to have a shrew in the house!"

"I get criticized even when I'm just having a drink at home, and even changing my position feels like I'm a death knell...cough cough..."

Suddenly remembering that Lin Daiyu was still nearby, he quickly stopped talking.

Lin Dao certainly knew Wang Xifeng.

After all, this is a world in a book; once you've read the book, you'll naturally know everything.

In terms of looks, she's like a fairy princess.

In terms of figure, she is far superior to Lin Daiyu.

Even with such a beautiful wife at home, he was a jealous woman.

The women Jia Lian encountered outside were all delicate and charming, obedient women who would listen to whatever he was told and behave however he was told.

With such a comparison between the two, of course he has no interest in the shrew at home.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Brother Zihou."

Jia Lian sighed again, "If my wife finds out about this, she will surely cause chaos in the household when I get back."

This is the surface.

Actually, he was afraid that things would escalate and his father and mother would find out, which would be troublesome.

The old lady was alright, but his father was always jealous of how well he was doing.

With an excuse, they might just start beating people again.

There was no other way but to ask Lin Dao for help.

"It's nothing."

Lin Dao pinched his fingers and said, "You should reply to them and say that you will give them the silver at the Guandi Temple in the South City at midnight tonight."

Without a doubt, Jia Lian immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He then feigned gratitude to save face, saying, "Brother Zihou, you've gone to so much trouble again. I'm so sorry!"

"You spent money?"

"What's the big deal?"

Lin Dao slowly shook his head. "I won't spend my money on this."

"Besides, what they want isn't money."

"Huh?" Jia Lian was taken aback. "If you don't give me money, what's the point of going?"

"Of course," Lin Dao replied sincerely.

"kill!"

At midnight, in the south of the city, at the Guandi Temple.

Legends about Guan Yu existed from the late Han Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty, but they did not have a widespread impact.

However, during the Song Dynasty, Guan Yu was posthumously honored by the court multiple times for his image of loyalty and righteousness, and Guan Yu temples began to be built in large numbers among the people, creating a Guan Yu craze.

During the Yuan Dynasty, he was even granted the title of king.

During the Ming Dynasty, Guan Yu was posthumously honored as the Great Emperor Who Subdues Demons in the Three Realms and was established as the God of War. Guan Yu temples throughout the country were upgraded to martial temples.

The founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who drove out the Tartars from the Central Plains during the collapse of the Ming Dynasty, also revered Guan Yu.

For this reason, almost every city has a temple dedicated to Guan Yu.

However, venerating Guan Yu is merely a formality, and throughout history, this formality has been all talk and no action.

The form of this is manifested in the construction of temples dedicated to Guan Yu.

Once the initial enthusiasm fades, naturally no one will care anymore.

The Guandi Temple gradually became a gathering place for beggars, gangsters, and other scum.

Countless unjust cases and tragedies occurred right in front of the clay statue of Guan Gong.

Countless wronged souls circled the Guandi Temple, weeping incessantly.

As night fell, the night watchmen spotted a carriage.

By the light of the lanterns and kerosene lamps, they could see that it was a carriage from the Salt Administration Office. They immediately dispersed and no one stepped forward to stop or question them.

Curfews have always been a policy aimed at ordinary people and the common folk.

Those in power never make things difficult for curfews.

The carriage traveled on and arrived at the gate of the Guandi Temple in the south of the city.

The surroundings were completely silent, with not even a house in sight.

Fortunately, the moon was quite round, and there were also lanterns hanging inside the Guandi Temple, so it was still barely possible to see anything.

In the dim light, several figures could be vaguely seen.

The gates of the Guandi Temple opened, and a group of men in short clothes poured out.

"Young Master Jia, please get out of the carriage."

The middle-aged man at the head of the group stepped forward and greeted them.

The coachman lifted the curtain, and Jia Lian, whose face was somewhat pale, carefully stepped down from the carriage.

The middle-aged man recognized Jia Lian and immediately smiled when he saw that he had actually arrived.

He stepped aside and bowed, saying, "Please."

Looking somewhat flustered, Jia Lian kept glancing around.

Everyone assumed he was checking the men lying in ambush outside.

In reality, Jia Lian was checking to see if Lin Dao had arrived.

With a heavy heart, Jia Lian stepped into the Guandi Temple.

Meanwhile, the strong ally he had been longing for was now baring his teeth and glaring at Lin Daiyu, who was tugging at his clothes, and scolding her.

"Let go!"

Lin Daiyu's expression was stubborn.

"I also need to go!"

(End of this chapter)