Retirement begins with summoning Yuan Tiangang

Life is like the pickling jar in Lin Tian's yard; it appears calm on the surface, but ferments secretly inside, brewing an indescribable flavor.

Lin Tian thoroughly implemented his plan to lie low and do nothing.

Every day, she sleeps until the sun is high in the sky, only to be woken up by Xiao Linfeng's invisible kick. Then, while yawning, she dresses and feeds her son.

The morning's task was "town patrol," carrying the baby from one end of town to the other, greeting every resident we met, listening to Zhang the hunter boast, watching Brother Chen plant vegetables, and occasionally listening to the old folks arguing heatedly under the old trees about trivial matters from decades ago.

The points he had accumulated in his mind steadily and faithfully beat in this seemingly boring daily routine, and finally slowly reached 150 points.

That afternoon, the sunlight was so warm it made people sleepy.

Lin Tian carried Lin Feng, who had already started learning to walk and refused to stay still, and wandered aimlessly around the town.

The little guy is curious about everything now. He points at the bald head of the monk Ku Hui and babbles, and then dances around at the sparks flying from the blacksmith's shop.

Wandering around, I ended up near the pharmacy.

The old doctor remained like a weathered stone statue, slumped in the recliner behind the counter. The half-empty gourd of wine on his chest swayed slightly with his soft snores, the aroma of wine mingling with the fragrance of medicine, creating a strange yet harmonious scent.

Looking at the old doctor's dignified appearance, Lin Tian's little flame of curiosity rekindled.

Is this old man, living a life of debauchery, a true master or just a heavy drinker?

"System, investigate Elder Yao," he silently commanded. Investigating was free, so why not use it?

A light blue interface appeared, locking onto Yao Lao.

[Name: ? ? ? (Taoist name: Yaochenzi)]

[Current cultivation level: Early stage of Land Immortal]

[Original cultivation level: Peak of Land Immortal]

[Identity Information: One of the twelve ancient gods (God of Life and Medicine). He suffered a foundational injury while participating in the "War of Burying Gods." To avoid divine retribution and persecution from his enemies, he imprisoned himself and went into seclusion in Hexi Town.]

[Status: Self-sealed, Dao wounds not yet healed, small town investor]

Lin Tian: "!!!"

He almost threw Lin Feng out of his arms.

An ancient god? One of the twelve ancient gods? The god of life and medicine? The war to bury the gods? Wounds to the foundation of one's Dao? Self-imprisonment?

This barrage of information completely stunned Lin Tian.

He knew this old man was no ordinary person, but he never expected him to be of such great importance! This was no longer just a big shot; this was a living fossil, an ancestor-level figure straight out of myths and legends!

He stood frozen in place, holding the child, looking at the disheveled, drunken old man, his feelings a jumble of emotions.

No wonder Yuan Tiangang said this place was extraordinary, no wonder this town could attract so many experts... even ancient gods are hiding here, the water is so deep it could drown the Dragon King!

He forced down the turmoil in his heart and pretended to continue walking forward as if nothing had happened, but inside he was in turmoil.

My gaze involuntarily drifted back to the school at the west end of the town, where the sound of students reading aloud could be heard.

He carried Lin Feng and swayed as they arrived at the school.

Through the fence, one could see Master Lin, dressed in a faded blue robe, holding a book, teaching several children.

He had a tall and straight posture, and his face was too young, looking no more than twenty years old, yet he exuded an air of refined composure.

"System, investigate Master Lin."

Name: Lin Wenzheng (pen name Qinglian Jushi)

Current cultivation level: Eighth level of Celestial Being (Confucian Sage)

[Identity Information: A legitimate successor of the Confucian school in Zhongting, he was implicated in the internal academic struggle within Confucianism and was forcibly dispatched to guard Hexi Town for eighty years as one of the "guardians of the seal".]

[Status: Peaceful state of mind, steadfast in one's principles, cultivating a noble spirit through teaching and nurturing students, awaiting the completion of the term or... an unforeseen event.]

A victim of Confucian infighting? A banished seal-keeper? Lin Tian stroked his chin.

For a young Confucian scholar like him, eighty years of guarding the town was tantamount to exile.

But he didn't seem to harbor much resentment; instead, he found his rhythm in this small town.

That's quite a character.

He then wandered over to the blacksmith's shop.

A blacksmith's shop with clanging sounds.

Wang Tiebi was shirtless, his bronze skin glistening with sweat, his muscles bulging, and each swing of his hammer carried immense force, sending sparks flying.

"System, investigate Wang Tiebi."

Name: Wang Hanshan

Current cultivation level: Celestial Realm Level 3

[Identity Information: A highly skilled military strategist, he rose through the ranks of the army and eventually became a general in the border regions. Due to his upright character, he was ostracized but was later selected by the military leadership to be the next "guardian of the seal" to succeed Master Lin in guarding Hexi Town.]

[Status: Tempering willpower and vitality through blacksmithing, adapting to the oppressive environment here; mental state still being adjusted.]

Well, another future "prison warden".

A military strategist has come to forge iron; this Hexi Town is practically a haven for problem children… no, for problem strategists.

Finally, he wandered over to the general store.

His gaze fell on the monk Ku Hui, who was dozing in the sunlight at the entrance of the grocery store, his head gleaming with oil.

"System, investigate Ku Hui."

Name: Ku Hui (Dharma name: Jingchen)

Current cultivation level: Fourth level of Celestial Being

[Identity Information: A member of the Luohan Hall of the Western Regions Buddhist sect, he committed a grave mistake (involving the massacre of a city, details unknown). To atone for his sins and accumulate merit, he voluntarily applied to come to Hexi Town to temper his Buddhist heart through worldly experience, educate the townspeople, and is also one of the "Guardians of the Seal".]

[Status: Practicing Buddhism in the ordinary, the Dharma is becoming increasingly profound, and inner demons are gradually disappearing.]

Massacre of the city? Lin Tian's pupils contracted slightly.

This chubby, always-smiling monk actually has such heavy karmic debts?

Voluntarily coming to atone for one's sins... that is in line with the Buddhist way of doing things.

He even glanced at the burly gatekeeper lying on a chair at the entrance of town, his face covered by a straw hat.

Name: Zhao Mang

[Cultivation Level: Grandmaster Level 8]

[Identity Information: The second disciple of the old medicine master, ordered to guard the town entrance. Duties: Observe outsiders and drive away common troublemakers.]

[Status: Alert (now relaxed), thinking about what to eat for dinner.]

Well, the gatekeepers are all disciples of the ancient gods!

And then there's his neighbor, the neighbor after that… that always smiling Aunt Liu who asks him if his kid has eaten yet every time they meet…

Could he be a hidden master as well?

Lin Tian didn't dare to investigate any further; he was afraid his heart couldn't take it.

After this exploration, Lin Tian felt that his understanding of Hexi Town had been completely refreshed.

This is hardly a beginner's village!

This is clearly a top-tier VIP confinement cell!

Imprisoned within are an injured ancient god, an exiled Confucian genius, a military strategist awaiting his post, and a Buddhist Arhat seeking redemption...

As for himself, a transmigrator who cheated with the system, he moved in with a child, just like that, and spent all his time figuring out how to relax and unwind...

It feels like a husky that's infiltrated a pack of wolves and is showing off by wagging its tail so wide.

"Dad...Dad..." Lin Feng in his arms seemed to sense his absent-mindedness and patted his face with his small hand.

Lin Tian snapped out of his daze, looked into his son's pure and innocent eyes, and suddenly smiled.

So what if you're a big shot? So what if you're an ancient god? You still have to stay stuck in this godforsaken place, don't you?

Although Lin Tian is a "fake" Celestial Being, he has a system that allows him to lie down and summon things, so his future is promising!

Most importantly, he has a son to raise and leisure time to enjoy.

"Come on, Wuyou, let's go home." Lin Tian lifted his son up slightly, and his mood inexplicably lightened again.

"Dad will steam some egg custard for you."

He carried the child, whistling as he slowly walked home.

The setting sun cast a long shadow over him. As he passed the pharmacy, he seemed to sense the drunken old man's eyelids twitch slightly.

A subtle, almost imperceptible mental fluctuation swept over Lin Tian, ​​carrying a hint of inquiry, but quickly receded like the tide, as if it were just an unintentional touch.

Lin Tian kept walking, but his mind was perfectly clear: "Old man, you're awake... It seems that I, this 'variable,' have officially entered your field of vision."

But so what?

Lin Tian just wanted to be a salted fish that knew the depths of the water.

By the way, let's see if we can stir up this deep water even more.

The point in his mind where he was lying flat had unconsciously jumped a little more.