Chapter 47 Timely Rain

The long carriage gradually drifted away, and finally turned into a black spot from the official road and disappeared at the corner far ahead. Lin Yi looked closely at the unknown man on the ground and frowned slightly.

People must be saved, but how to save them?

Feed the man with the elixir refined by the practitioner. Lin Yi dragged his body to the front city until he saw a dilapidated house on the roadside somewhere.

The house is dilapidated at a glance. On the earthy yellow wall that has been peeled off by wind and rain, the cracks spread from the roof to the ground. It seems that they will soon collapse and are very weak. Moreover, the tiles are scattered on the roof, and many of the beams have been broken, indicating that the age of the house is very old.

Therefore, a huge hole appeared above the house, revealing the blue sky. Fortunately, it did not rain at this moment, but there was light from the roof hole, making the dilapidated house less dark and brighter.

Lin Yi dragged the man into the house and took a breath of rest. Then he picked up two bundles of hay and spread it on the ground and put him on it.

After the man took the elixir, the elixir in his body began to emit medicinal effects, and the weak breathing at the tip of his nose gradually began to flourish, and his face slowly became ruddy from pale as paper. However, what surprised Lin Yi seemed to contain some strange power in his body, which was much faster than the mortal repair time. Of course, even so, his body can't be compared with the practitioner who opened up the bone joint, otherwise the elixir would not make him recover so slowly.

Lin Yi stood in the room and did not leave. He came to the secular world this time just to practice, so he found the opportunity to break through the bone refining period, so he was not in a hurry to leave this place. After looking at the man for a long time and making sure that the other party was completely out of the life-and-death crisis, he walked out of the dilapidated house.

After walking out of the shabby door, he decided to look for some food. Both the injured man and himself needed food to satisfy his hunger. After all, he was still far away from those great practitioners who did not eat.

"You are so disappointing that you can't stand it in just a few days!" Lin Yi has no good breath. Looking at his dry abdomen, he was helplessly moving away from the house.

This place is not far from the city. He walked towards the gate. Because of his ragged clothes, the city guard soldiers did not bother to check his body. After all, who would be willing to smell the smell.

Entering the city, the city looks prosperous and full of traffic. There are all kinds of eye-catching stalls on the roadside. Some sell food and some sell cloth and rouge gouache. It can only be said that the prosperous cities or Kyoto will always be better than remote mountain villages, but most of the people here are full of business and interests, not as simple as in small mountain villages.

Walking slowly on the crowded street, Lin Yi looked left and right. He saw a lot of restaurants, but he couldn't get in anyway as he looked at this moment. After all, no restaurant would trust beggars to have enough money. Instead of being kicked out of the restaurant, it's better to honestly find a quiet and simple stall to eat a bowl of white noodles.

Therefore, it was not until he entered the city for a long time and turned a long way down various streets and alleys that Lin Yi found that the city was really too big and prosperous.

He saw a stall selling noodles in front of him. A good-faced aunt was selling. He approached the stall step by step, but he had no choice but to have any swords and blades in his storage bag, but there was no silver at all. Lin Yi stood on Zhizi's body not far away and looked at the stall, watching the aunt constantly lifted noodles and cut cyan cabbage, but she was embarrassed to ask for a bowl of noodles.

After a long time, until the hunger in his stomach completely controlled his face, Lin Yi walked forward without scruples and said to the aunt who sold noodles, "Shopkeeper, can you sell a bowl of noodles to eat with me?"

The aunt who sold noodles listened and shifted her eyes from the hot pot to Lin Yi.

The aunt looked kind and a little fat, and the wrinkles began to put on her forehead, showing a slight sense of vicissitudes. She was dressed in a coarse linen, and her forehead was a little sweaty by the heat. She smiled and looked at Lin Yi in front of her, who looked like this, and there was no expression of disgust on her face.

As a middle-aged woman, her heart is naturally the best time.

"Young man, find a place to sit down, and I'll burn a bowl of noodles to eat with you." The woman smiled.

Lin Yi was moved by the words. Although he was penniless at this moment, he had to fill his stomach before solving these money problems, so he honestly found an empty table and sat down and quietly waited for the woman's noodles.

In a short time, the woman smiled and brought a bowl of steaming noodles. Lin Yi took the big bowl and found that it was accompanied by two green leaves, a fried golden egg, and a few fragrant green onions spread on it. The fragrance was pervasive, and the colorful, fragrant noodles couldn't help but open his appetite. After thanking him, he Raise your chopsticks and wolf down.

Seeing the fragrance Lin Yi ate, she always smiled faintly, and then walked back to the stall and became busy. She continued to fry the eggs on the pan and cut the green onions and tender green vegetables pulled from her own vegetable garden.

Just a bowl of Lin Yi, who had been hungry for some days, was undoubtedly not enough, so when he finished drinking the noodle soup in the big bowl, he touched his stomach again, but he still didn't feel any satisfaction. Of course, for a person who only focuses on eating noodles, he will not be able to accommodate everything around him except the noodles in the bowl. For example, on a table on Lin Yi's side, a middle-aged man is eating noodles with a smile on his face and looking at him from time to time, but he doesn't know anything about it.

The woman seemed to know that a bowl of noodles was very insignificant to Lin Yi, so at the moment Lin Yi finished eating, she came with a large bowl of noodles, and there was a plate on her left hand with two hot white steamed buns, which was full of fragrance.

Lin Yi was very grateful to this kind aunt, but he couldn't help but feel a little guilty when he thought about himself.

"Tomorrow I will sell the swordsman in the storage bag, and then exchange some silver to return it to her!" Lin Yi muttered in his heart and picked up the large bowl of noodles delivered by the woman again. He ate it with a happy face, but he never moved the hot steamed buns on the plate next to him.

It was not until a bowl of noodles went down, and there were more and more empty bowls on Lin Yimu's table. When seven empty bowls piled up on the wooden table, he drank the last mouthful of noodle soup in the big bowl and wiped away the residual oil stains from his mouth with his hands.

"It's really delicious, kind-hearted aunt, your craftsmanship is really good." Lin Yi looked at the aunt at the booth and stood up and said.

"The young man praised it. My mother's cooking skills are also learned from the head of the family, and it's not good, but it's just that the young man has been hungry for a long time. Ha ha, are you full? If it's not enough, I'll make another bowl of noodles." The woman smiled and wanted to burn the white noodles in her hand.

"It's enough. I'm full. Thank you, aunt." Lin Yi replied quickly and responded with a smile on his white and beautiful face.

For a 14- or five-year-old teenager, he can eat seven bowls of noodles in one breath and hasn't even waste a drop of noodle soup, which is definitely a matter of crying and laughing, but the aunt is not surprised by Lin Yi's eating. She just smiled and continues to make the noodles in her hand to provide customers. Fragrant noodles.

Lin Yi continued, "Aunuch, I don't have any money with me at this moment. I don't know if I can come to pay you back tomorrow. I will definitely not cheat. I will definitely send the money at this time tomorrow." Lin Yi said, but his tone seemed a little embarrassed. Several people around him were also happy with his aunt's smiling face.

"Hahaha, young man doesn't need to be too careful. Someone has paid for your face money for you. Don't worry about it." The woman smiled.

"What, someone paid for me?" Lin Yi didn't understand the woman's words and turned his head to look around. However, except for the still crowded streets and alleys, there were only people around him who were eating noodles. He continued, "Good-hearted aunt, I don't know who paid for me. Can you tell me?"

Looking at Lin Yi's eager appearance, the woman secretly said that the person who paid the money was really unique, but as long as she thought of the loud reputation of the man, she was also relieved. She smiled and said, "If the young man wants to pay him back his money, you might as well go to the Moyan Painting Workshop in 13th Lane, Liaocheng Ancient Street. At that time, the young man will know. ."

"Thank you very much, good aunt." Lin Yi bowed respectfully to his aunt, and then hurried out of the city with two white steamed buns in the plate.

Along the way, Lin Yi thought a lot, but he couldn't imagine who would pay for him.

The secular world is strange, and it is also strange to the whole world. He doesn't know the people here, but he deeply remembers the 13th alley of Liaocheng Ancient Street in the mouth of his kind-hearted aunt.

"Moyan Painting Workshop? Is it difficult to listen to the name? Is it similar to the studio of learning painting in the previous life? Forget it, I'll know when I see it tomorrow. Lin Yi said to himself, shook his head slightly and didn't think much about it. He took the steamed bun wrapped in oil paper in his hand and walked out of the city and walked to the dilapidated house not far from the city.

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