Weird Taoism: I became a god in a strange world

Chapter 705

Looking at Lin Hun, he hurried over.

"Ah... What a sin..."

The people in the village shook their heads when they saw this somewhat crazy scholar.

It seemed that something bad had happened to him.

Lin Hun remained highly alert and asked:

"Mr. Li, do you still want to write a letter to Huangpo Village?"

Mr. Li nodded when he heard this.

He took out a dozen copper coins from his arms and put them in Lin Hun's hand.

He said:

"My wife has returned to her parents' home. I have amnesia these days and can't write a single word."

"Peddler, peddler, please write a letter for me and send it to my wife in Huangpo Village."

When Mr. Li said the word "wife", the people in the village shook their heads again.

They sighed.

The villagers whispered:

"This crazy Mr. Li, how could he have a wife!"

"He just thought it up after he went crazy, he doesn't have a wife at all."

"That's right, we watched him grow up, he was a bachelor, how could he have a wife."

But Mr. Li said with certainty that he had a wife.

He even described his wife's name and appearance in detail.

Later, everyone saw that he was really crazy and no one cared about him anymore.

Sometimes they would jokingly ask him:

"Mr. Li, has your wife gone back to her parents' home again?"

In Mr. Li's mind, his wife just went back to her parents' home.

This time, the peddler asked to write a letter to ask why he hadn't come back yet.

Everyone sympathized with Mr. Li.

Lin Hun took out the pen and ink calmly.

"Mr. Li, you tell me, I'll write."

An important function of the peddler is to write letters for others.

So Master Li began to mutter to Lin Hun to write.

He revised and rewrote it several times in the middle.

Lin Hun was not in a hurry.

He just wrote it.

After writing, he blew the ink dry.

Lin Hun put the letter away.

But because Master Li revised it many times, it took a long time.

It was almost dark at this moment, and Lin Hun had no choice but to stay.

Everyone rushed to let the peddler stay in their own homes.

Finally, the village chief stood up and said:

"Don't fight, come to my house."

No one dared to say anything more after the village chief spoke.

Finally, Lin Hun chose to spend the night at the village chief's house.

The village chief's house was in the middle of the village.

There was a very lush big willow tree at the door.

It echoed the big willow tree by the well at the entrance of the village.

When the wind blew.

The willow branches swayed.

This willow tree was too big.

It covered the courtyard of the village chief's house.

Interestingly, the village chief lives alone.

There is only him and an old black dog in the huge house.

The black dog is very old.

He was so old that he didn't even raise his eyelids when Lin Hun entered the door.

"Peddler, you live in the west guest room. I'll make some porridge in the evening, and the meat bones cooked at noon, for a meal."

The village chief pointed to the west guest room.

Lin Hun's goods basket was full of supplies he exchanged from the village today.

He carried the goods basket into the room.

"Thank you, village chief."

"Well, you wash first, the meal will be ready soon."

Lin Hun put away the copper and silver coins he sold this time.

He put the goods basket against the bed.

He went out.

There is a well on the east side of the yard.

He squeezed out the clear well water and simply washed his head and face.

Soon the smell of meat wafted out.

"Peddler, come and eat."

The old village chief called him.

"Come on."

The two sat down.

There was a big basin on the table in the yard.

It was filled with ribs and yam.

There was a bowl of crystal rice and a pot of wine in front of him.

"Come, peddler, have a drink. Thank you for going from village to village for so many years and bringing us daily necessities."

The village chief poured a glass of wine for Lin Hun.

Lin Hun picked it up and clinked it with the village chief.

He smiled and said, "Thank you, village chief. I am just trying to make a living. It's all thanks to everyone's help."

The two quickly drank the pot of wine.

The village chief threw the bone under the table.

"Old Black, come and eat."

The black dog came over tremblingly and lay under the table to gnaw the bone.

A cool breeze blew.

The heat in the yard gradually faded.

The village chief got up and drew well water and splashed it in the yard to cool down.

The two chatted for a while.

Then they went back to their rooms to sleep.

The big willow tree at the door made a "crackling" sound when it was blown by the wind.

The old black dog was lying there chewing a bone.

It made a "crackling" sound.

After returning to the room, Lin Hun lay on the bed and fell asleep quickly.

He was tired after carrying the load for a whole day.

At night, it suddenly rained heavily.

There were crackling thunder and lightning.

The sound of rain poured down.

There seemed to be something outside on this dark rainy night.What a strange sound.

Lin Hun was sleeping soundly in bed.

But he heard a hurried and small voice from outside:

"Peddler, peddler, get up quickly, the village chief wants to harm you!"

The peddler Lin Hun turned over.

He was familiar with this voice, it was Mr. Li, who everyone said was crazy before.

There was a loud thunder outside.

The figure of Mr. Li was reflected on the window.

It was indeed Mr. Li.

Why did he say that the village chief wanted to harm me?

Mr. Li urged Lin Hun to open the door.

Mr. Li was soaked, but he asked hurriedly:

"Peddler, peddler, is the letter you wrote to my wife during the day still there?"

Lin Hun sighed in his heart.

It was indeed a serious madness.

He had to say: "Yes, it's still there."

"That's good, hurry up and pick up the goods and leave here! The village chief and the villagers are coming here to harm you!"

Mr. Li pushed Lin Hun out in a hurry.

"If you die, there will be no one to send a message to my wife! Go, go!"

This Master Li is very strong.

He took Lin Hun's load with one hand and put it on his shoulder.

He took a raincoat from outside and put it on Lin Hun.

He pushed him out without saying anything.

"Leave the village quickly! You can't get out if it's too late!"

Master Li kept urging from behind.

"You must deliver the letter to my wife to Huangpo Village. It depends on you, peddler!"

Lin Hun was pushed out by Master Li.

Just walked out of the room.

A black shadow pounced on him with a "woof".

It was very fast.

Like black lightning.

It was the old black dog in the village chief's house.

I didn't expect it to have such a quick impact.

Lin Hun was about to make a move.

But suddenly found that all his magical powers, secret techniques and four small things were useless.

I have become a real ordinary peddler!

It must be because of this village!

After all, I had these abilities before I entered the village.

This village is so weird.

"Be honest! Don't ruin my peddler who delivers letters to my wife!"

That Mr. Li is faster.

He stepped in front of Lin Hun.

He hugged the old dog.

He fell to the ground with a snap.

The old dog was almost broken apart.

He lay in the mud and stared at Lin Hun who was running to the door in a hurry.

He barked at Mr. Li's back.

It was raining heavily.

Lin Hun hurried out with the goods on his shoulder.

The crazy Mr. Li followed behind.

"Mr. Li is a strange cultivator!"

Lin Hun was secretly shocked.

Questions came one after another.

If Mr. Li is a strange cultivator, why doesn't he go to Huangpo Village to find his wife?

Why do you have to ask me to write the letter?

How weird!

So here comes the question.

Does Mr. Li have a wife?