Young master, why not become a corpse immortal?

Chapter 157 Introduction to Spells
After completing the property transaction, Lin Jiang was about to go out to see off the Ministry of Justice official when he suddenly noticed that Chef Song was peeking into the kitchen. Lin Jiang chuckled and went over to her.

"Is that your former employer?"

"Yes."

Cook Song nodded: "My former employer treated me very well and gave me a generous monthly salary."

"Want to go over and catch up?"

"Maybe... forget it." Looking at herself in this state, Chef Song's eyes became somewhat dejected.

After a moment's thought, Lin Jiang stepped out the door and grabbed the Ministry of Justice official who was about to mount his horse:

"Doctor, it's getting late. Why don't you have a simple meal before you leave?"

"Ah?" The doctor wasn't really in the mood for food, but seeing Lin Jiang's stubbornness, he figured a simple meal wouldn't hurt, so he nodded.

"It's troublesome."

After everyone from the Ministry of Justice sat down at the stone table in the courtyard, Lin Jiang went into the kitchen.

The cook, Song, was huddled behind the stove, trembling, with the cleaver on her head shaking.

"Just do it as usual."

Lin Jiang gently patted her thin shoulders and back, and the girl's tense spine relaxed slightly.

After adjusting her mood, Chef Song skillfully prepared a table full of delicious dishes in no time.

Because she was too shy to show herself, Lin Jiang called Da Jiang and Gong Xuan to help serve the dishes.

One after another, the guests brought out various delicacies, and the steaming aroma made the Ministry of Justice official pause slightly, as if some past events were surfacing in his mind.

Lin Jiang filled everyone's wine cups, and only after everyone had drunk together did he pick up his chopsticks to taste the food. Once the dishes entered his mouth, the physician could no longer maintain his composure and hurriedly asked:

"Young master, is this food prepared by your guard?"

Lin Jiang shook his head: "She was a specially hired cook."

"Can I meet her?"

Lin Jiang glanced towards the kitchen and saw the girl shaking her head vigorously. He could only sigh helplessly and say:

"She has always been shy and reserved, so it was inconvenient for her to meet me."

"It's truly a pity."

"But I can tell you where she came from."

"All ears."

Lin Jiang raised his hand and pointed to the neighbor's house.

The doctor followed the gaze and suddenly realized, then smiled wryly:

"I see."

He immediately straightened his expression:

"Young master, does your cook have a waiter's license?"

"Not yet, it's inconvenient for her to leave the house."

“The Dali Temple has specially appointed personnel who can come to verify the information.”

"I really didn't know, thank you for reminding me, doctor."

"In the capital, a place of great importance, it is only proper to have all the necessary procedures in place."

At this point, the official in charge of the Ministry of Justice finally let out a long sigh.

He picked up his wine glass, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

Perhaps it was because he drank too quickly, or perhaps the wine Lin Jiang prepared was too strong, but his face turned red.

"That year, the young lady first came to the capital to make a living. I tasted her cooking and knew it was extraordinary. If she had the opportunity, she would definitely be able to establish herself in the capital. I originally wanted to take her into my household to help her, but unexpectedly, such a change occurred, which ultimately cost her her life."

She drank another full cup. Her blush deepened.

"I will be transferred from the capital in two days, and I don't know where I will be assigned. I think it will be difficult to see you again. Although I have only known you for a short time, I feel that we get along well. Let's drink to our hearts' content today."

Lin Jiang had mixed feelings about this man. The fact that his relationship with the singing girl was involved in a murder case made it difficult for him to have any good intentions. However, seeing the man's sincere attitude, which seemed genuinely helpful to Chef Song, and considering he was about to leave the capital, he raised his glass in response:
"Then let's drink until we drop today!"

"You won't come home until you're drunk!"

Amidst the clinking of glasses and several rounds of drinks, although most were new acquaintances, both host and guests enjoyed themselves immensely.

……

At dawn the next day, Lin Jiang led Gong Xuan and Chen Dajiang straight to the mansion.

After completing the red contract and obtaining the key, the three of them pushed open the door in the morning light.

Upon entering the courtyard, a wide-open space suddenly appears before you. On both sides of the porch, there is a corridor with a door. In the distance, the newly built artificial hills and streams are covered with moss, indicating that they have been neglected for a long time.

The pavilions and kiosks are connected to the irrigation canal, and several small buildings are visible near the viewing platform. In front of the carved window of the building facing the river, the cook Song is waving excitedly.

In her excitement, she reached out and touched the sunlight, which scorched her so much that it sent up a plume of smoke. She quickly retreated back into the shadows of the eaves.

"You can stay inside for now."

Lin Jiang smiled at the girl, and then the three of them strolled around the courtyard on their own.

After walking around, Lin Jiang couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

This place is really big.

At that time, the official in charge of the Ministry of Justice really put a lot of effort into supporting these singing girls. Lin Jiang could see many pavilions next to the small river for sightseeing, and some of the spaces inside were clearly designed for watching song and dance performances.

I wonder how many wonderful things the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice has experienced in his courtyard.

"Does the young master wish to move here?"

Upon hearing Gong Xuan's question, Lin Jiang shook his head repeatedly.

"This house is too big. If we move in, we will definitely need to hire servants. We don't have that plan yet."

In reality, after purchasing the house, he had no money left in his pocket.

Although there was no land tax in the capital, the monthly allowance for hiring servants was still an expense.

Not really.

Lin Jiang gazed at the courtyard wall and sighed softly. He would eventually have to find a way to make money. This was the first time since his transmigration that he had considered money, and for such a reason was something he hadn't anticipated.

However, Lin Jiang quickly regained his composure.

We must never forget our original intention in purchasing this dilapidated courtyard.

See Sun Zhong.

The main reason for going to such great lengths was to find an excuse to see Sun Zhong.

Now all that's left is to wait and see when Sun Zhong will come looking for him.

……

With nothing to do during the day, before going to sleep at night, Lin Jiang closed his eyes, concentrated, and once again entered the palace of his consciousness.
As soon as he landed, he looked around, but could not find Liu Fangyue anywhere.

When he searched around, he couldn't find Liu Fangyue anywhere.

He couldn't help but frown.

Could it be that Liu Fangyue has been completely transformed into a little golden statue?

He closed his eyes and sensed Liu Fangyue's location to confirm that she was in the side hall.

As they walked deeper along the stone path, just as they were about to call for help, they suddenly noticed what appeared to be a shadow at the very end of the palace.

Frowning, I looked down and saw a pair of bare feet dangling at the end of the corridor, swaying gently in the wind.

Lin Jiang glanced in that direction with a dark expression:
"Liu Fangyue, what are you doing hanging here?"

Liu Fangyue swayed slightly on the rope a couple of times, then lowered her head and looked in Lin Jiang's direction:

"Ah, master. I used to have a particular fondness for suicide. After changing masters, I felt empty, so I asked an old acquaintance for a rope to hang myself. Hanging like this makes me feel relaxed all over."

Lin Jiang's throat tightened, and after a long pause, he managed to squeeze out a sound:
"Your former employer is really bold."

“He always sent people to pull my ankles, but he refused to untie the ropes, which made my neck ache.”

As Liu Fangyue spoke, she reached out and grabbed the knot, then with a slight effort, she gracefully landed and bowed to Lin Jiangying.

"Is the master here to learn magic?"

"Yes."

Lin Jiang paused for a moment when he arrived at this point:
"I don't want to learn how to commit suicide."

"Don't worry, I'm sure I can teach you this trick without killing you."

Lin Jiang felt that having Liu Fangyue teach him magic was a very wrong decision.

The two found a secluded spot and watched the little golden figures working in the distance. Liu Fangyue then asked Lin Jiang directly:
"I wonder what skills you have acquired, sir?"

"I have not learned much. I am only proficient in the skills of observation, speech and hearing, and I have also mastered a method of climbing mountains and treading clouds. The rest of my skills are all in fist and foot."

"I've heard that the three methods are indeed good ways to get started, but people can be deceived by all sorts of tricks. Like last time I went to see you, I used some concealment methods. When I was floating in the water, I really looked like a dead body."

Liu Fangyue covered her lips with her sleeve and chuckled softly.

Upon hearing this, Lin Jiang's expression changed slightly.

“My observation skills are actually a little different. When you floated over, I could see a large blue patch on the top of your head.”

Liu Fangyue: "...Really?"

“I will.” Lin Jiang nodded. Facing Liu Fangyue, who had completely transformed into a golden statue, he naturally had no need to lie. “Most deceptions are useless against my method. Just like your method yesterday, it had no effect on me.”

Liu Fangyue's eyebrows trembled slightly, and her surprise quickly faded into her eyes.

"The boss is indeed extraordinary; such methods are truly rare," Liu Fangyue sincerely praised. "Does the boss have the ability to see right through what others are thinking?"

“Not yet. We can only observe the Qi at the top of the head.” Lin Jiang pointed to the top of his head: “If the visitor is malicious, or if their words and actions contradict their Qi, we can still discern the clues. But if they have no ill intentions and their Qi is in harmony with their actions, this method will be difficult to use.”

This was a problem that Lin Jiang had discovered long ago. Although the Observation Technique could prevent surprise attacks, if the person had no hostility and did not pay attention to him in advance, then Lin Jiang would naturally have no way of discerning the other party's intentions.

"In that case... we might as well teach the master face reading and divination, along with the Qi observation method, so that even a thief on the roof will have nowhere to hide."

"Thank you for your trouble."

Seeing that the documents were too cramped, he simply unrolled the scrolls on the wall, stood up, and began to teach.

Lin Jiang listened attentively.

At this moment, he officially entered the Great Thousand Mysterious Sect.

Finally, he was no longer just a pure brute.

For the past three days, Lin Jiang has been studying this special skill day and night.

This skill is different from other techniques; one part is the "method," while the other part is knowledge that needs to be memorized.

Our predecessors had already compiled facial features into books, and everything from the hairline on the forehead to the depth of the palm lines needed to be memorized.

This method is also more in line with "common sense" than Lin Jiang imagined.

Those who are prone to anger will inevitably have vertical lines between their brows and their mouths will always droop slightly; while optimistic people have relaxed facial muscles like blooming flowers. If you see a smiling person with furrowed brows, beware of a hidden thorn in their side.

Even subtle changes in the facial features of close relatives can reveal the imposter's disguise.

Although Liu Fangyue called it a rudimentary skill, Lin Jiang felt that it contained profound wisdom, clearly the crystallization of the wisdom accumulated by several generations.

About three days passed like this, and finally one morning, there was a knock on the door of Lin Jiang's house.

Lin Jiang pushed open the door and saw a strange bailiff standing there with his hand on his sword:

"you are?"

“I’m from the Ministry of Justice,” the clerk said with a forced smile, gesturing with his hand. “You must be Zhu Da.”

"Exactly."

"The Minister of Justice wishes to see you." The clerk finished speaking and then waved behind him.
"Come with us."

"Which lord is it?" Lin Jiang already had some guesses in his mind, but he still asked tentatively.

“Of course it’s Lord Sun Zhong.” The clerk said matter-of-factly, “Now that the original owner has been transferred to another post, Lord Sun is in charge of the official records and will naturally investigate and find out the truth.”

Lin Jiang's eyes lit up.

coming!

(End of this chapter)