The two of them talked in the carriage for half an hour before arriving at the mass grave.
As soon as I got out of the car, a gust of wind blew in my face.
Haitang was so frightened that she quickly grabbed Lu Ling's arm and swallowed with fear on her face.
Looking up, I saw a desolation all around, with wild grass and wild flowers growing wildly, covering up the piles of corpses.
Although the mass graves during the day are not as creepy as at night, they are still filled with an indescribable weird atmosphere.
The sun shines through the clouds and dapples on the tombstones of different shapes, as if countless dead souls are whispering.
A gust of wind blew by, accompanied by a low whimpering sound, as if the souls who could not rest in peace were telling their sorrows.
Haitang and Lu Cheng involuntarily grasped their sleeves and followed Lu Ling carefully on the dead grass, for fear of disturbing this dead place.
The air was filled with the smell of decay and death, making their breathing become heavy.
"Sister, are you sure you want to build a beekeeping site here?" Lu Cheng looked in disbelief at Lu Ling, who was walking briskly in front.
Lu Ling turned his head, his face filled with a sense of relief. She pointed to the flowers and plants around her and said, "Aren't there more flowers here than other places?"
Lu Cheng glanced around and nodded, but he still looked embarrassed: "There are indeed many flowers, but the yin here is too strong. If you stay here for a long time, it may not be good for your health..."
"There's nothing wrong with it. Everything about yin and yang is all lies," Lu Ling opened his eyes and lied. "I think this place is far away from the world, but it's a good place. Tomorrow I will invite people to come here to build a wooden house and a few A beehive for beekeeping. When the bees grow up, the beeswax raw material for candles under my name will be supplied from here."
"Ah?" Haitang and Lu Cheng screamed at the same time, and the cold wind from all sides made their bodies goosebumps. "Sister, are you no longer thinking about it?"
Lu Ling smiled and walked forward, feeling the peace of mind that her body was gradually getting better: "I have thought about it clearly, you don't need to persuade me anymore."
My body was deeply injured by the Buddha's light. From now on, I will need to absorb yin energy from time to time to restore health.
Building a beekeeping site here can, on the one hand, cover up others' eyes and help one's own health, and on the other hand, it can provide source of energy for one's own candle production. It is really killing two birds with one stone.
Lu Cheng and Haitang had no choice but to walk with Lu Ling to find an open and flat place to build a wooden house.
The three of them walked for more than half an hour, and finally found a suitable piece of land outside the mass grave.
The place is spacious and open, and almost no one comes to buy these places, so the prices are quite cheap.
After returning home that day, Lu Ling went to the government office and bought the land for a very small amount of money. The next day, he hired craftsmen to build two wooden houses.
One building is for beekeepers to live in in the future, and the other building is for Lu Ling to live in in the future.
After completing a major event, Lu Ling went home that day feeling relaxed, having absorbed enough yin energy, and feeling refreshed physically.
At this time, Song Wenzhou invited her to Cuiyu Pavilion, and Lu Ling felt less disgusted.
But she probably guessed what Song Wenzhou was going to say when he invited her.
When Song Wenzhou met Lu Ling, his attitude became much better.
Yuqing also specially prepared snacks to entertain Lu Ling.
Lu Ling took one look at the greasy pastry and had no desire to eat it, so he asked Song Wenzhou directly: "What do you want from me?"
Song Wenzhou smiled at Lu Ling, and then apologized: "Ling'er, I shouldn't have doubted you like that the day before yesterday, and I accidentally hit you with a post."
As he said that, he glanced at Lu Ling's neck guiltily. There was still a black mass where the post had hit him.
Lu Ling sneered and asked, "Are you sure you didn't do it on purpose but just missed it?"
Song Wenzhou smiled awkwardly and said humbly: "Ling'er, it's all my husband's fault. I believe you won't do such a thing to make me sorry. Are you willing to forgive me?"
Lu Ling glanced at him sideways and said calmly: "No."
Song Wenzhou: "..." He stretched out his hand to grab Lu Ling's hand, but Lu Ling quickly dodged it.
Seeing Song Wenzhou's hypocritical look, Lu Ling felt irritated and asked, "Can you tell me something?"
Song Wenzhou retracted his hand angrily, and then said: "Ling'er, you need to attend the poetry meeting held by King Zhao in two days. You have also seen that I can't get out of bed..."
Lu Ling stared at him coldly.
When you need yourself, you will beg yourself with a shy face. Lu Ling was so disgusted with his shameless face.
"When the time comes, you can take your cousin with you so that she can see the world." Song Wenzhou said with a smile.
Lu Ling frowned when he heard this.
Are you still doubting yourself? Send Liu Qingyun to look after him?
But Lu Ling thought for a moment, those who are clean will be clean themselves, so why should he be afraid?
If he didn't go, no one from the Song family would go, which would offend King Zhao. The Song family, Master Song and Song Qi were innocent.
Lu Ling could only say: "Okay, I promise you."
Song Wenzhou breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ling'er, there is one more thing."
"What's the matter?" Lu Ling asked with a frown.
Song Wenzhou pursed his lips, looked at Lu Ling carefully, and said: "Ling'er, since King Zhao was able to help you that day, I think he must be an easy person to get along with. If I can please him, then..."
"What do you mean?"
"What I mean is..." Song Wenzhou looked at Lu Ling, "If you get to know King Zhao, mention me in front of him."
Lu Ling thought he heard wrongly.
He had suspected that his relationship with King Zhao was unclean two days ago, but he didn't expect to be relieved so quickly? Still want to use yourself to get close to others?
Lu Ling suppressed the disdain in his heart, tilted his head and asked with a smile: "What, you want to work for King Zhao as an errand?"
Seeing Lu Ling's smile, Song Wenzhou hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and said, "I want to find a good future and bring glory to our Song family. In this way, when you go out from now on, your face will be bright, right?"
Lu Ling stared at Song Wenzhou with a subtle look.
It turns out that you also know that you are a waste now.
Song Wenzhou saw Lu Ling's eyes looking strange and couldn't help but ask:
"Why are you looking at me like this?"
Lu Ling snorted softly and said, "I heard that there are only two kinds of people around King Zhao. One is the guards, who are all highly skilled in martial arts, and the other is the eunuchs sent by the palace. I don't think you have any martial arts skills, so you went to King Zhao's side. , I can only be a eunuch."
Song Wenzhou: "..."
His face turned red with embarrassment, and anger arose in his heart. He gritted his teeth and pointed at Lu Ling and said:
"Lu Ling, you! Don't go too far!"
Lu Ling shrugged and said calmly: "Isn't what I said the truth?"
Song Wenzhou: "I..." He was speechless.
What Lu Ling said was indeed true. But it was too embarrassing for him.
Lu Ling stood up and left Cuiyuxuan.
Just as she was about to return to her yard, she suddenly heard Bai Zhi, the maid next to Liu Qingyun, calling her:
"Young lady!"
Lu Ling stopped, turned to look at her doubtfully, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Bai Zhi walked up to Lu Ling and said coquettishly, "My cousin is going home tomorrow. Madam said..."
"say what?"
"Madam asked you to pay fifty taels of silver to Miss Cousin." Bai Zhi said guiltily.
Oh I got it.
When it came to asking for money, Liu Qingyun was naturally embarrassed to come to Lu Ling to ask for it in person, so she could only send her maid to ask for it.
