Daqing Dynasty.

In the thirteenth year of Jisheng Calendar, the twelfth lunar month, winter.

Lin Yi returned to Qingniu Village.

Celebrate together in Pu Village.

All the villages are welcomed by young and old.

"Lin Yi is back!"

"Which Lin Yi?"

"Lin Yi, the Lin Woodman's family!"

"Hiss... Didn't he go out of the village with Xiaohu of the Wang family and go out to the world?"

"Hey, you don't know, that boy from the Lin family is promising! He has become a monk!"

"What! Monk? Where to be a job?"

"What's wrong with it? It's a monk! The kind that flies around in the sky! Living!"

"It's true! I'll go and take a look! See how he flies!"

...

"I heard that the boy from the Lin family is promising! He also brought a little girl back!"

"That little girl looks so unique! She just has a smaller butt, I wonder if it's easy to raise her!"

"Look at that breast, the child will be hungry in the future!"

"What are you afraid of! Cultivators can transform magic. Maybe Lin Yi will change magic. Once magic is changed, the little girl wants to bulge her breasts as much as she wants!"

...

After Yi Lin returned to the village, less than half a day, the Lin family house was filled with people.

Many people stretched their necks and looked inside from the paper window desperately, wanting to see what the legendary Supreme Immortal and the future wife of the Lin family looked like.

...

Inside the Lin family house.

I've cried for a while.

The old Lin and his wife hugged Lin Yi and cried for a long time.

Anyway, they could not even cry when they were closed, so they could not indulge in one go.

"Son..."

Lin’s mother whimpered at Lin Yi’s hair and wiped her tears with a wrinkled cloth: “You’re losing weight…”

"No!" Yi Lin pinched the flesh on his arm with confidence: "I'm fat!"

Aside.

When Lin's mother was pampering and holding Lin Yi to express her affection, Lin's father swollen eyes and brought a basin of clear water. He rubbed two ancestral handmade benches up and down, left and right to make the stirrups bright, greeting the guests: "Hey, this fairy, please sit down! Please sit down! And this one... Cough cough, son, why don't you introduce to your father?"

The enthusiasm of Lin's parents made Jian Nanchun and Xia Xiaoman at a loss.

Especially Jian Nanchun.

He looked at the bench and didn't want to do it.

Wouldn’t this behaviour of “Super Immortal”?

The bench is short and small,

No matter what position you use, you won’t be able to sit!

"This is my senior brother, Jian Nanchun. As for this, Xia Xiaoman, the new junior sister, has no status, so I don't have to pay attention to her."

Xia Xiaoman didn't want to sit down either.

This stool looks so cold.

But when Yi Lin smiled kindly, he patted two stools and said, "You guys sit down, don't be polite."

Jian Nanchun and Xia Xiaoman immediately settled down.

After half a year of separation, Yi Lin talked about interesting things inside the door.

The Lin family’s parents listened carefully and laughed happily from time to time.

Yi Lin talked about this mountain from this mountain to that mountain.

Before I knew it, it was dark.

"Oh, look at my brain, I forgot to cook!"

Lin's father slapped his mind suddenly and said annoyedly.

Yi Lin didn't expect time to pass so quickly.

It's all of a sudden it's evening.

Or is his eloquence improved and makes people obsessed with it.

In fact, what Yi Lin couldn't understand was that no matter what Yi Lin said, even if she said an awkward joke, her parents would laugh happily. The point was not what Lin Yi said, but that Lin Yi rarely went home and sat at home and chatted about her own affairs. For the ordinary Lin's father and mother, this was enough.

They chatted for an afternoon, and the people outside also squatted for an afternoon.

When they opened the door again, the couple of old Wang family next door broke in and asked Wang Xiaohu about it.

They had long been unable to wait. It was obvious that Lin Yi and Xiaohu were the only one who came back?

"Okay, let's have a meal together! Chat at the dinner table!"

Yi Lin smiled and comforted the two old men of the Wang family, rolled up their sleeves, quickly fled to the village fish pond, grabbed a few live fish, and then picked a few kilograms of wild vegetables from the field.

As a soul cooker, Yi Lin has no high requirements for ingredients and is very casual. She simply adds some seasonings and a pot of boiled fish with all colors, fragrance and flavor will be released.

At the dinner table, the two old men of the Wang family had never been tempered by this kind of soul delicacy. After almost all the soup was finished, they finally remembered their original purpose.

"Lin Yi, my Xiaohu, why didn't I come back with you?"

Lao Wang used a dry straw, skillfully picking the yellow teeth, and asked with a worry.

Lao Wang’s problem made Yi Lin worried.

As we all know, Lao Wang was looking forward to Wang Xiaohu, who had passed down the family line for several generations.

But if Wang Xiaohu was abducted by Dali Temple and became a monk, wouldn’t this old Wang overturn the table and be anxious about him on the spot?

He didn't understand what Dali Temple had a bright future for practicing Buddhism.

Yi Lin glanced at Xia Xiaoman who was drinking tea and rinsing his mouth without a trace, and said, "Wang Xiaohu, now, has been on duty as a member of Pao Qing, and it is still the one who the eldest princess personally recruited."

"puff!"

Xia Xiaoman sprayed out a mouthful of hot tea.

When Lin's mother saw it, she quickly wiped it and cared about whether the suspicious future wife was choking and not happy.

When the two of the old Wang family heard this, they were so happy that their blood pressure soared. They said they would invite a banquet another day and celebrate the whole village.

Working in the city! It was the person recruited by Princess Daqing himself, so this is to shine the family!

Niu wow! Niu wow!

The two families talked all night long.

It was not until the moon was on the branches that the two of the old Wang family were reluctant to leave the Lin family.

...

at night.

Yi Lin stood on the roof, looking up at Leng Yue.

Jian Nanchun fell from the air at some point, ready to stand beside Yi Lin.

"Don't come down, this roof can't bear the weight of two people."

Jian Nanchun had just fallen halfway, and was frozen in the air, which was very embarrassing.

In the end, Jian Nanchun had to let the flying sword float next door, and he sat on it, which was a little hurting his butt.

The two were silent for a moment.

Jian Nanchun finally couldn't stand it and spoke: "Did you use the 'Shen Shen Curse' for the whole village?"

Yi Lin grinned: "Yes, let them have a good night's sleep, otherwise, it will take a moment to make a fuss."

Jian Nanchun always felt that Yi Lin's actions were contrary to the practice of a monk from the Tian Jianmen, but he didn't say it, and instead asked: "Have Junior Brother Lin discovered that there was a hidden demonic energy in the village, and there seemed to be a monster here."

"Have you told you a long time ago, I'm covering this monster."

After saying that, Yi Lin looked somewhere and said softly: "Come out."

As soon as Yi Lin finished speaking, a kitten with white hair shining in the moonlight made a "meow" sound, and carefully swept out from the treetops, climbed up to the roof flexibly, and came to Yi Lin's side.
To be continued...