Lin Yu's life of traveling through time

Lin Yu smiled slightly and then waved his sleeves and left. As the undercurrent surged, his figure gradually disappeared in the waves.

Wang Xiaohua sat back on the recliner with the two maids, thinking about the river god's actions. The water curtain was showing the scene of the village, which was truly amazing.

Just around the corner, Lin Yu appeared on the water with the eight new dolls, hiding in the shadow of the moonlight, sneaking along the path at the edge of the village.

In the village, the witch and the clan leader were dividing the gold, silver and money collected this time.

"The village is still a little poor. If we can get more people to believe in the river god, we can catch more." The witch said greedily.

"Hmph, be content. It's already good to have so many in this year. We need to think carefully about the development of believers. After all, it would be bad if we attract the attention of the higher-ups."

"Hahaha, what the clan leader said is true. This matter is profitable. It is not impossible to win over some officials. With their backing, are you still worried that we can't continue? I'm afraid the clan leader has the same idea!"

The clan leader looked at the witch with a gloomy face and chuckled: "You are quite clever."

"We are in the same boat. I am only interested in money."

"Alright, I can get the village to cooperate with you in recruiting believers. As for the money, it's 30% to 70%. You get 30% and I get 70%."

The witch was unhappy: "The clan leader is too greedy!"

The clan leader straightened his sleeves and continued, "Do you think you don't need to pay tribute to win over officials? How about I give you three parts and you go win them over yourself?"

The witch then smiled flatteringly and said, "Hey! Look at what you said, Chief. Naturally, you get 70%. If you want to use your connections, I am not stupid either. I will give you another 10%."

The clan leader nodded contentedly, reached out his hand to touch the valuable silver, and said with a smile: "That's right, a man who knows the times is a hero. We are happy to cooperate with each other."

The witch also smiled ingratiatingly. Although she was unwilling in her heart, the situation was stronger than her, so she could only endure it temporarily.

At the west end of the village, the Wang Er family was planning how to use the twenty taels of silver.

"Boss, we won't lose out this time. I thought it was just twenty taels of silver. Look at this cloth. Oh my god, make some new clothes for Da Hu and Xiao Hu. Then Da Hu will look respectable when he goes on his blind date."

Wang Er smiled and smoked his pipe as he said, "Tomorrow you can hire a matchmaker. Da Hu is not a child anymore, so ask her to find a good one. Xiao Hu is three years old now, and when he grows up a little bit, we can send him to school. Then we can have a scholar in our family, or even an accountant. He won't have to work in the fields with us."

"Okay, his father, but twenty taels is just a one-time deal. What are we going to do after we spend it? I think we still have to pay taxes to the government."

Wang Er narrowed his eyes, blew out a smoke ring, and said, "There are a few little beggars in a dilapidated temple outside the city. There are two girls. You can bring them back. It won't cost much. At least they'll have enough to eat and can help with some housework. When they grow up, they won't be too old. If they marry the river god, we can get a lot of money. We'll make a profit."

Wang Er's wife was stunned for a moment, surprised at her husband's idea. She always knew that her husband was a cruel person.

"Are we going to get both of them back? What if the little beggar doesn't want to?"

Wang Er sneered, "Don't want to? They have food to eat, a place to stay, and no one to beat them. Do you think they would be unwilling? It would be better if we could bring both back. If that doesn't work, one will do. I know those two girls are only eight or nine years old. They would do it to save their lives. It's better than living in fear outside. Even if we raise them, we can only raise them for two or three years at most. It doesn't cost much."

"Okay, I'll go check out the ruined temple tomorrow."

The families who bribed the witch were also worried and decided to marry their daughters off quickly. However, they could see the look in the witch and the clan leader's eyes on their families. They didn't know for sure that their daughters' marriages would be controlled by them, and by then it would be too late.

Lin Yu sat on the big locust tree in the village and watched the various things happening in the village quietly. However, the eight puppets standing nearby couldn't help but radiate their resentment, causing the cats and dogs in the village to become extremely quiet.

Perhaps the gloom and resentment were slowly growing, giving the village a strange atmosphere. The chirping of insects and birds had ceased, leaving only the rustling of grass and trees in the chilly wind.

After dividing the spoils, the clan leader led his son and walked happily home humming an unknown tune.

A cold wind blew by, and the cold patriarch and his son rubbed their arms and tightened their clothes.

"Dad, let's go quickly. This weather is really weird."

"Okay, you hold Daddy for a bit. It's getting cold. It's autumn now, so a little wind is normal."

After walking for a while, the patriarch's son felt uneasy for some reason. He looked around and held the patriarch's hand tightly.

"Dad, something is wrong. Why is there no sound at all?"

The clan leader was also worried. Even at night, there would be the sound of insects chirping, and at worst, the neighboring dogs barking. It was too quiet.

The father and son looked at each other, swallowed their saliva, and ran towards home. No one dared to look back. Just now, they heard a woman's voice calling them from behind.

Lin Yu sat on the tree trunk and admired the miserable appearance of the two people below. He told the puppet to just follow slowly. This was just the beginning.

"Knock knock knock... Open the door, Mom, open the door quickly." There was a rapid knock on the door.

"Old woman, open the door quickly." The patriarch didn't care about his usual virtuous and respected appearance and slammed the door loudly.

"I'm coming, I'm coming! Stop knocking." There was a rustling sound, and the clan leader's wife quickly put on her clothes and opened the door.

Before he could ask anything, the patriarch and his son rushed in and quickly closed the door with a bang.

The patriarch pulled the two of them inside. Seeing the candlelight, they breathed a sigh of relief. The patriarch touched his chest and said, "Pour me a glass of water."

The clan leader's wife quickly poured two glasses of water and asked, "What's wrong with you two? Didn't you go to the witch doctor? You come back like you were chased by a dog."

The clan leader glanced at his wife and said nothing. It was his son who spoke up: "Mom, don't ask. Dad and I are afraid that we have encountered ghosts when we come back."

The clan leader's wife's hands trembled when she heard this. "Dad, could it be that Xiaohua is back?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? That child married the river god, why did she come back? She went to enjoy herself!" the patriarch said sternly

"Then... is it from the pond?"

The clan leader slammed the table and said, "Shut up. What about those people from the pond? That was their own fault. Humph, if I knew who was playing tricks, I would skin them alive. Even if it was them, I'm not afraid. Living means obeying the clan's rules, and dying means going to heaven, right?"

The room fell silent for a moment. The clan leader then said, "Alright, go wash up and go to bed." Actually, he himself was also very nervous about tonight.

Lin Yu really disdains such people, but the real show is about to begin, so it’s right to be afraid.