How to become a Taoist priest starting from a brothel

Wen Shuyun smiled mysteriously again: "Instead of guessing here, why don't you come with me and see for yourself what's going on?"

Liu Yin raised an eyebrow and readily agreed.

Seeing that the children still wanted to follow, Liu Yin thought for a moment and tapped their heads, saying, "You don't need to follow. Just stay here. Haven't you finished your lessons for today?"

Tiger and Anda looked at her with sorrowful expressions.

Liu Yin turned away coldly, completely ignoring the cries of the two children behind her.

The two of them rarely had time alone together, and walking hand in hand on the dirt road to meet each other created a strangely warm atmosphere.

Wen Shuyun didn't say anything for a while, but occasionally glanced at Liu Yin's face as she looked around the village, and offered a word of advice when she saw uneven spots on the ground.

Liu Yin ignored his scrutinizing gaze, only curiously looking at the houses with distinctive Northwest characteristics and the villagers who occasionally walked around wearing headscarves.

Because this place is located in the far northwest, strong winds often bring countless sand and dust, so the people living here, both men and women, wrap their hair tightly with cloth.

In fact, in most places during that era, women in ordinary families would wrap their hair with a handkerchief. Firstly, it was easier to keep clean by boiling water and didn't require frequent washing. Secondly, the handkerchief could be removed when needed, and it was a kind of inexpensive decoration when not in use.

They hadn't walked for long, and climbing the hill had taken some effort, until they reached a small village on the hill, where Wen Shuyun stopped.

Liu Yin carefully examined the courtyard. It wasn't large, but it was extremely clean. The doors and windows were covered with curtains made of scraps of cloth. Although they looked fancy, the way the cloth was pieced together was very beautiful, showing that the owner was probably a person of good taste.

There were some tools in the yard. Liu Yin glanced at them and found that besides some farm tools, they were actually some woodworking tools.

She became even more curious about the so-called old friends.

Wen Shuyun smiled and gently pushed her.

She stepped into the yard, and before she could say anything, she saw two puppies, no bigger than two fists, barking at her.

She watched with a smile as the puppy ran a few steps before falling to the ground and rolling all the way to her.

Seeing its adorable appearance, Liu Yin smiled and squatted down to pick up the puppy.

A woman's voice came from inside: "Yuanbao? Yuanbao? Who's here?"

Hearing a voice that sounded somewhat familiar but she couldn't quite place it, Liu Yin looked up.

Just then, the host lifted the curtain and looked outside.

Liu Yin looked at the woman, and the woman looked at Liu Yin. Neither of them spoke for a moment.

Then a male voice came from inside: "Wife, who's here?"

The woman finally came to her senses, her hands trembling with surprise and joy as she approached, somewhat at a loss for what to do.

She looked Liu Yin up and down several times, wiping her hands on her apron repeatedly, before saying incredulously with tears in her eyes, "Qingyin, you...you are Qingyin?"

Liu Yin looked at her with disbelief. She held the woman's hand and looked closely at the unforgettable face, tears welling up in her eyes: "Hongyu."

The woman was the first woman Liu Yin thought she had met after time travel, the one who had rebelled against Xu Mama. After being beaten, she was redeemed by a young master who used all his family's wealth. Liu Yin only knew that they had left together, but she never expected that they would end up in the Northwest, thousands of miles away, and that they would meet again in this small village.

"Wife?" The man inside, not hearing his wife's reply, curiously lifted the curtain and came out.

He didn't recognize Qingyin at first, but he recognized Wen Shuyun who had come here a few days ago. He and Wen Shuyun were classmates in the same academy. He was surprised to see her in the morning, but he didn't expect her to come again in the afternoon.

He looked at Liu Yin, who had come with Wen Shuyun, and Hong Yu, who was standing next to Liu Yin with tears in her eyes. He walked over with a pained expression, took Hong Yu's hand, and asked softly, "Wife, what's wrong? It's cold here, don't let your face get chapped."

Hongyu hurriedly wiped away her tears, and with a look of surprise, pulled her husband to look at Liu Yin: "Husband, this is Qingyin, do you remember her?"

The man looked at Liu Yin with surprise, then recalled their brief encounter. He quickly realized and said, "Qingyin? Lady Qingyin! The recluse now!"

Liu Yin had already realized that Hong Yu's husband was none other than the young master Xue who had redeemed her from her servitude years ago, so she smiled and bowed, saying, "Young master Xue, it's been a long time."

Young Master Xue hurriedly returned the greeting: "It's been a long time. I never expected to meet you here, sir. Please come inside."

Hongyu seemed to realize what was happening and hurriedly pulled Liuyin to come inside: "Yes, yes, come in quickly. I'm so sorry, I was a bit rude."

Liu Yin walked hand in hand with her, smiling as she said, "There's no rudeness in that. We don't need to say such things between us."

Hongyu seemed to realize something and patted her head: "Yes, that's what heretics say."

The four had just sat down when Hongyu was about to get up to pour water, but Young Master Xue quickly stopped her, saying, "I'll go, you stay with the hermit."

Watching her husband go off to do his work, Hongyu turned around and saw Liu Yin's teasing look. Her face immediately turned red, and she couldn't help but pat her.

Seeing this, Liu Yin couldn't help but smile before asking, "I wonder how you ended up here? How are you doing now?"

Hongyu said, "We arrived a few months earlier than you. We traveled slowly and originally planned to go to the border, where there are fewer formalities. But everyone in this village is so kind, so we decided to settle here."

"I can't be happier to hear your good news," Liu Yin said, holding her hand.

Hongyu paused, feeling as if she had just returned from another world, and sighed softly, saying, "Yes, even though I'm away from there, I still miss you all."

Before Liu Yin could comfort her, she quickly pulled Liu Yin aside and said, "You don't know, all along the way, I've heard about Liu Jianniang's reputation. I even told my husband that Liu Jianniang's talent, though impressive, is not seven-tenths as good as yours. Later, I learned that you are not only Liu Jianniang, but also a famous hermit. You can't imagine how happy I was."

Liu Yin smiled and was about to say something.

When Young Master Xue returned with the tea, he chuckled and teased, "It's more than just being happy; I haven't slept for nights on end, and I'm praising it to everyone I meet."

Hearing her husband's teasing, Hongyu didn't mind at all, but instead said with a hint of pride: "That's right. Although Qingyin and I weren't very close back then, we grew up together, and I'm naturally proud of her."

"Have you seen the book 'Red Rain'?" Liu Yin asked with a hint of unease. She hadn't thought things through at the time and hadn't considered whether it would affect Red Rain itself. Although she regretted it a little that day, she felt even more ashamed now in front of Red Rain.

"I saw it." Hongyu knew what she was thinking just by looking at her expression, and comforted her with a smile, "I have changed my name now, so you don't have to worry about me being implicated. In fact, I should thank you."

"Thank you?" Liu Yin asked, puzzled.