I'm playing tricks in the world of mythology

Chapter 89: Acquaintance (4150 words)
There was still no movement in the carriage.

The sun burned the road until it seemed like smoke was rising, but no one left.

They want to see who is so bold and dares to disobey the immortal! ?

The groom at the front of the car had already gotten out of the car. He was originally standing aside with his head lowered and hands down, but when he heard Lin Luo's shout, he was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground. He was so cowardly that he couldn't explain why.

The four sides of the carriage were wrapped in silk, and the windows inlaid with gold and jewels were covered by a curtain of light blue crepe, making it impossible for people to see the true face of the owner in this gorgeous carriage.

Lin Luo's patience has been exhausted bit by bit.

It turned out that this was just an accident caused by a frightened horse, and the little girl's family was unscathed.

To put it simply, the owner of the carriage only needs to get off the carriage to apologize to the little girl's family, or pay a few taels of silver as compensation for mental damage, and the matter will be considered closed.

And judging by the luxury of this carriage, removing the wheels may be enough for the little girl's family to feed for a year.

But what does it mean that the owner has been hiding in the carriage?
Lin Luo walked towards the carriage.

Everyone held their breath and kept silent, each with their own thoughts.

Some people who think that Lin Luo is a god feel that the people in the carriage are in trouble and are doomed.

Some people who take a wait-and-see attitude look forward to seeing the fairy magic again.

Of course, there are also the gangsters who are indispensable in any dynasty. They are silently looking for Lin Luo's flaws in an attempt to expose the latter's secret of smashing the limbs of a healthy horse with one palm.

"Oh! Brother Fan, where do we never meet again in life, you have deceived me so hard!" Just as Lin Luo was about to lift the curtain of the car, a familiar male voice came to his ears.

Then a young man in a blue gown jumped out of the carriage, and he said with a reproachful expression: "Fan Lin, you said last night that if you were still in Qiantang today, you would definitely come to find me for a drink. Why don't you talk and do something?" number?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. You'an, the incident happened too suddenly last night, and I didn't finish my work until now, so please forgive me." Lin Luo cupped his fists slightly and apologized.

The person who came was Xin Qiji. Compared with last night, his hair was a little disheveled and his gown was full of wrinkles.

"It's okay, it's the same if we meet now."

Speaking of which, Xin Qiji grabbed Lin Luo's hand and pointed to a restaurant not far away: "Let's just go there, I will definitely not get drunk today."

There was a faint smell on Xin Qiji's body. Lin Luo frowned slightly and immediately looked at the carriage. He seemed to have thought of something and said with a smile: "I have something else to do today. I'll see you another day..."

"No! It's better to hit the sun than choose the day."

Xin Qiji suddenly lowered his voice: "Sell me a favor, one drink, just one drink."

"Okay...but what should they do?" Lin Luo spread his hands, agreed, and pointed to the little girl's family.

Xin Qiji rubbed his messy hair: "Oh! I forgot about them. Just now the carriage stopped suddenly and hit his head accidentally. I'm still dizzy now."

Xin Qiji was explaining in disguise why it took so long to get out of the car.

Lin Luo, who had seen through everything, didn't expose it, just smiled and said, "Mr. You'an can figure out how to deal with it."

"I almost caused a catastrophe, so of course I have to compensate."

Xin Qiji groped around all over his body, then he was slightly dazed, then turned to the groom and said, "Chang Wei, I will leave this matter to you, remember, be more open-minded."

The groom kneeling on the ground looked confused, and subconsciously said: "Xin... Mr. Xin, the younger one is called Laifu."

"Really? Whatever you want, just settle the matter...Brother Fan Lin, please." Xin Qiji stretched out his hand to Lin Luo.

"Please, Mr. You'an." Lin Luo secretly laughed.

………………

Joy Inn.

Lin Luo walked into the inn with the highest rate of duplicate names in the heavens and myriad worlds.

"Mr. You'an, Mr. You'an! I really have something else to do."

After the two entered the tavern, Lin Luo randomly found a table and sat down, but Xin Qiji kept looking at the door of the tavern. The former couldn't help but scream twice.

Hearing this, Xin Qiji walked quickly to the table, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you very much."

"Is that girl getting off the car?" Lin Luo tapped the table with her index finger, raised her brows, and said with a smile.

Xin Qiji's expression changed slightly, and then he said blankly: "Girl? Why can't Youan understand?"

Lin Luo didn't argue with him, but continued to speculate with a smile on his face: "But the Cuihua girl who is enjoying the lantern with others?"

"Bah! Good horses don't turn their backs. I, Xin Qiji, would do such a thing?" Xin Qiji interrupted immediately, and said with a look of disdain.

Lin Luo didn't speak. He leaned back and leaned on the chair. He looked at Xin Qiji with an expression of "I understand everything".

"Okay, okay, why don't I give up? How did you find out? Is it possible that you are really an immortal?" Xin Qiji looked at Lin Luo carefully again - he recalled the latter's slap on the horse's back. thing.

"What kind of fairy... the kung fu of some three-legged cats is just not worth mentioning." Lin Luo waved his hand in denial.

Xin Qiji asked: "Then how do you know that I am not the owner of the carriage?"

Lin Luo patted his pockets, then spread his hands, shook his head, and said bitterly: "Mr. You'an, have you forgotten? You told me last night that the reason why Cuihua enjoys the lanterns with others..."

Xin Qiji was talented and well-educated, but his family was poor since he was a child. Although he might not be able to eat his last meal without his next meal, he must be a child of a poor family.

"Well, I really can't afford such a luxurious carriage." Xin Qiji blushed, but he admitted it frankly.

"It's only temporary."

Lin Luo stood up and straightened his face: "Sir, with his knowledge, he will definitely be famous all over the world in the future. A random word can be worth tens of thousands of gold."

"Borrow a good word from my brother, but... hey! You'an does have some confidence in what he has learned."

Xin Qiji's face was resolute, he flicked his sleeves, and he had the air of a poet, but after only three seconds, he changed into a slightly gossipy face and said:

"Brother Fan Lin, if you can guess that I am not the owner of the carriage, why do you still know that there is a girl in the carriage?"

Lin Luo took a deep breath, and said with an intoxicated face, "It smells so good... Hey, it's a little lighter now."

"Smell? Don't be pretentious, just tell the truth." Xin Qiji sniffed hard, but still couldn't figure it out.

"I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but because I live in this mountain." Lin Luo pointed to Xin Qiji's neck, and said meaningfully: "There are too many mosquitoes at night, Mr. You'an, please pay attention, don't be bitten again."

"Haha! Brother Fan's observation skills are astonishing. You'an admires, admires!" Xin Qiji is also a man of extraordinary intelligence. Although Lin Luo didn't explain it thoroughly, he already understood it.

"what are you guys saying?"

While Lin Luo and Xin Qiji were chatting, a rather cheerful female voice sounded at the door of the store.

The woman is twenty-eight years old, with a beautiful face, but her eyebrows are slightly thicker, and she looks heroic and quite masculine.

"Jiayin, let me introduce you. This is my friend Fan Lin."

Speaking of which, Xin Qiji turned around and said to Lin Luo, "This is my friend... friend, Zheng Jiayin."

"Hello, Miss Jiayin." Lin Luo greeted.

"Luckily Mr. Fan took action just now, otherwise if he really hurt the father and daughter, Jia Yin would have uneasy conscience for the rest of her life."

Zheng Jiayin nodded slightly to Lin Luo, then turned her head and glared at Xin Qiji: "I told you to get out of the car quickly, procrastinating, and claiming to be a bold and unrestrained poet, hum!"

Xin Qiji smiled wryly, but did not argue.

Lin Luo took over the conversation: "Ms. Jiayin wrongly blamed him. How can you ride in a car with a strange man as a girl who has not left the cabinet? I'm afraid it will damage the girl's reputation if it gets out."

Zheng Jiayin was startled, the sweetness in her eyes flashed away, but she did not admit defeat: "Huh! You scholars are the only ones who think too much! Besides, it's a loss of reputation. You An will definitely marry me anyway. .”

"Oh? Have you booked a date yet? I'm going to have a drink then." Lin Luo actually wanted to drink a wedding wine for another purpose.

After Liu Yan and Xin Rumeng's past events, Lin Luo is almost sure that the world of White Snake is the past of the real world.

But Lin Luo has always been cautious in dealing with things. If only one thing passes, he still can't be completely relieved, so he turned his attention to Xin Qiji and his wife.

In history, Xin Qiji was the number one male god in the Southern Song Dynasty. He was both civil and military and unrestrained. He had three wives and several concubines in his life.

According to historical records, Xin Qiji's first wife was named Fan Ruyu, who was the daughter of Fan Bangyan, a scholar in Huizong's reign.

Fan Ruyu is also a talented woman, she is the same age as Xin Qiji, and the place where they got married was in Zhenjiang Mansion.

So according to the real history, this Jiayin girl will not marry Xin Qiji.

At least not before Xin Qiji marries Fan Ruyu.

"Brother Fan, don't worry, your share of the wedding wine will naturally be indispensable."

Xin Qiji did not answer directly, but just casually prevaricated, and then immediately changed the subject: "Jia Yin, how can Uncle Zheng hold happy events when he is so ill?"

"Ah! Dad! You'an, let's go quickly." Zheng Jiayin was stunned, and then said anxiously.

Xin Qiji nodded, then cupped his fists to Lin Luo and said, "Brother Fan, we're going to the Temple of the City God, and we'd better have a drink with you again."

"City God's Temple? Is it such a coincidence, to be honest, my friend is there too." Lin Luo laughed.

………………

In Chinese legends, the City God is very important and is also a god commonly worshiped by people.

However, the City God is not a god, but a local official who is similar to the local government stationed in the Yangjian, similar to the modern county magistrate and mayor, except that he is in charge of the local government.

Generally, after a normal person dies of old age, sickness, or a person with no deep obsession, he will report to the city god, and then the city god will check the good and evil of the mortal's life, and his longevity.

Then he will notify the underworld ghost messenger to send the new soul away.

Of course, the role of the City God is not just these. In addition to managing the whereabouts of people after death, the City God is more like a god of justice.

Why do you say that, because the city god is not only in charge of the dead, but also the living.

He manages living people's rewards and punishments for good and evil, life and death, misfortunes and blessings, and promotion of happiness and interests, etc.

Moreover, the city god is also the patron saint of the city. In ancient times, if something happened, it was necessary to worship the city god.

On the way to the Town God's Temple, Lin Luo also knew the reason why Xin Qiji and Zheng Jiayin went to the Town God's Temple.

Zheng Jiayin's father suddenly fell ill a few days ago, bedridden and listless, Zheng Jiayin was very worried, so she brought Xin Qiji to Chenghuang Temple to pray for her father.

"What did the doctor say?" Lin Luo asked casually—he felt that the habit of the ancients was very bad. When they were sick, they wanted to pray to God and Buddha, without any medical knowledge.

"Jiayin's father is a doctor and a famous doctor in Qiantang County. He told Jiayin not to worry too much, and she will be fine in a few days." Xin Qiji said.

"arrive!"

Before Lin Luo could speak, Zheng Jiayin pointed to a temple not far away and spoke.

The City God's Temple is quite large. The temple gate alone is five or six meters high. There is a couplet posted outside the gate.

The first couplet——In this world, it is up to you to do good and evil.

Second couplet - Throughout the ages, who has been spared by the underworld?

Hengpi: You are here!
The three of them came to the gate of the temple and climbed up the stairs. Looking from a distance, the temple was deserted, as if the incense was not flourishing.

Lin Luo was a little puzzled. There were obviously many people coming in this direction just now, why did they disappear after a while?

Thinking about it, he looked around, and then understood.

Not far from the right side of the Town God's Temple, there was actually a long line winding hundreds of meters, and he even found the family of the little girl who was almost trampled by a horse just now.

They were at the end of the line and must have just arrived.

The little girl also saw Lin Luo and waved excitedly, but was quickly scolded by her father and had no choice but to stand still.

It seems that they are queuing up to receive the ice fountain.

Originally, Lin Luo was also very curious about ice springs. He drank well water in the countryside when he was a child, and the well water was considered cold in the hot summer, but it never reached the level that the waiter in the inn said.

You must know that this is the Song Dynasty, there is no electricity, and there is no refrigerator. If there is bone-piercing water in midsummer, it will be a miracle.

But this is just Lin Luo's previous thoughts. After all, he is a modern person. It is normal to eat popsicles and ice cream in summer. If he spends hours queuing up to drink ice water...

forget it.

"The Dragon Lord has appeared again!"

Just when Lin Luo and the other three were about to enter the gate of the Town God's Temple, a commotion broke out in the queue.

Lin Luo turned his head and looked intently, there seemed to be someone fainted on the ground in the middle of the crowd.

But the strange thing was that no one was there to help him, no matter in front of him or behind him, they just let him lie on the ground.

"The fifth...the fifth one?" Zheng Jiayin whispered from the side.

Xin Qiji nodded and said with a wry smile: "Well, the fifth one, I've never been to the ice spring, just because I'm afraid that the Dragon Lord will choose me... You know, I'm always lucky."

"Let let!"

Four Taoist priests rushed out from the temple gate, and the leader yelled at Lin Luo and the others.

Lin Luo asked Xin Qiji in puzzlement, "What are they doing?"

The four Taoist priests held up a half-meter-thick black quilt, one of them grabbed a corner of the quilt, and hurriedly walked towards the fainted man.

"This is the black robe of the City God. The City God is compassionate. Although this person has offended the Dragon Lord, the City God still wants to save his life." Zheng Jiayin explained.

"How to save him?" Lin Luo was secretly surprised. This city god's taste was quite unique. The quilt was worn as a robe, and it was so thick.

"Put the black robe on the unconscious person, and if he doesn't die within an hour, this crisis will be considered avoided." Xin Qiji pointed to the team not far away.

As soon as Xin Qiji finished speaking, the four Taoist priests had already covered the fainted man with a quilt, and they didn't move the man to a cool place, they just covered him in place.

Lin Luo looked at the poisonous sunshine in the sky and frowned.

Covering a quilt outside at this temperature?

Is this saving lives?
(End of this chapter)