Chapter 197: Mr. Lin has three hobbies
Another world!
In Tengwang Pavilion, Lin Ye absorbed the cultural energy for a day and found that the seal of Tengwang Pavilion had not been lifted, so he simply entered the gear world.
Originally, when he entered the gear world, he just wanted to set an idle time for himself in the real world. After all, it was possible that the time to absorb the literary energy would be longer this time, so he didn't have to stay in Tengwang Pavilion.
But after returning to the gear world, Lin Ye discovered that the gear world had changed.
The two clock-like roulette wheels, whose hour hands, originally had the same yellow earth color as the roulette wheels, have now turned green.
At the same time, some more information appeared in Lin Ye’s mind.
After receiving these messages, Lin Ye stared at the roulette wheel with shining eyes.
The functionality of the Time Wheel has been updated.
Originally, in his opinion, the function of this time wheel was to idle in two worlds, transferring the days spent in the real world to the other world, and vice versa.
Such a time roulette has a limitation, that is, the number of days Lin Ye is idle cannot exceed the total number of days he stays in the two worlds.
To put it bluntly, Lin Ye has lived in the real world for more than 20 years, plus the past few years in the alternate world, so his maximum idle time cannot exceed 30 years.
However, this AFK rule also gave Lin Ye an opportunity to exploit a loophole, that is, he could increase the AFK days by AFKing between the two worlds.
For example, he chooses to stay idle in the other world for twenty years. In this way, although the twenty years in the real world are used up, he has twenty more years of idle days in the other world. He can use these twenty years of idle days in the other world in the real world.
To put it bluntly, the idle days will not disappear, they will just be transferred back and forth.
But for Lin Ye, there is a problem. In the real world, it is impossible for him to be dead for twenty years. He still has relatives and friends.
As the number of days spent in the other world increases and the number of days in the real world decreases, the number of days spent idle in the other world will eventually decrease.
However, this time the update of the Time Wheel gave him a solution to this problem.
energy!
He can use the Confucian spirit and the power of merit to exchange for idle days.
The power of merit is needed for cultivation and cannot be exchanged for idle days for the time being, but the literary energy can be exchanged for idle days. The reason why the time wheel is updated is precisely because his body has absorbed a lot of literary energy and cannot digest it, triggering the requirement for the time wheel to trigger an update.
One day, two days...
The half day he absorbed was enough to exchange for one year of idle days. The most important thing was that he could choose to use these idle days in either the alien world or the real world.
Now it depends on how much literary grace Tengwang Pavilion Wenling will give to him this time. He shouldn’t be so stingy.
Another world.
Lin Ye was in a good mood. Everything in the other world was stable recently and he could live a comfortable life.
Listening Snow Tower.
Shangyang County had the largest opera troupe, but even though it was the largest, it only had about a dozen people originally. Not many people went to listen to the opera every day, so they could only barely make ends meet.
Until Master Lin appeared.
Master Lin has three major hobbies, one of which is listening to operas. Every time Master Lin comes to Tingxue Tower, he will give a large amount of tips, which is equivalent to the monthly income of Tingxue Tower.
"Mr. Lin is here!"
"Really? Young Master Lin is here. Does that mean he can get another silver leaf this time?"
"Xiao Tao, you are such a loser. You only care about silver leaves. Don't you want Mr. Lin's golden beans?"
"I dare not think about it. Golden beans are only for people like Sister Xue'er. I will be very happy if I can have a silver leaf."
Backstage at Tingxue Tower, everyone in the troupe was very happy when they heard that Young Master Lin had arrived. Everyone in Shangyang City knew that Young Master Lin was very generous, but only the people at Tingxue Tower knew exactly how generous he was.
Silver leaves, golden beans.
This was specially cast by Master Lin. Ordinary silver leaves are about two taels, and although the gold beans are only a few cents, they are made of gold. One gold bean is equivalent to half a year's income for ordinary people.
Generally, gentlemen who come to listen to operas would leave some money as tips if they are happy with the performance, but most of them are just a few coins or dozens of coins. Some generous ones would also give a few silver ingots. Although the price is similar to that of silver leaves, Mr. Lin’s silver leaves are so beautifully made. They are not only valuable but also beautiful.
Many people on the stage were reluctant to spend the silver leaves they received as rewards from Master Lin, but hid them instead.
But although Master Lin was generous, only Xue'er, the mainstay of the entire Listening Snow Tower, had ever received the golden beans. And every time Master Lin came, he would order Xue'er's plays.
"Sister Xue'er, what are you going to sing for Master Lin today?"
The woman called Sister Xue'er was currently wearing a green dress and sitting in front of the dressing table drawing her eyebrows.
The mirror on the dressing table is not a brass mirror, but a glass mirror.
Xue'er likes this kind of glass mirror very much. It allows her to see her face clearly when drawing her eyebrows . It is said that it was made in a glass workshop outside the city. Although a mirror costs about ten taels of silver, which is unaffordable for ordinary families, as the pillar of Tingxue Tower, she naturally has no shortage of these ten taels of silver.
"Xue'er, let me see what Qingyi you are wearing today. Xue'er, sing a song of Xiao Nu Jiao for Master Lin. Master Lin will get tired of this kind of drama if he hears it too much at his age."
The main roles in the play are all dignified and upright characters.
But as a mainstay of a drama troupe, Xue'er naturally knows more than just Qingyi. She even learned some Meiqiang from her master when she was very young. The master said that her talent in Meiqiang was even better than that of Qingyi, but she had never sung on stage.
Not every opera troupe can survive well, and not every opera troupe can have a generous listener like Master Lin in Tingxue Tower. Sometimes, in order to maintain the livelihood of the troupe, singing some seductive songs to attract some drunkards and women is a helpless method.
Take their Tingxue Tower for example. During the most difficult period, in order to maintain the troupe , the master would go to other county troupes to perform every month. They sang Meiqiang opera and used the money they earned to support the livelihood of everyone in the troupe.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I think Xue'er is going to sing Little Nujiao, but she has to sing it privately for Master Lin. I don't know when Master Lin will invite our Xue'er to sing at his home."
"Yes, if you keep singing, you might end up living in the Lin Mansion."
"Lin Mansion, I heard that the urinals used in Master Lin's mansion are all made of gold. I wonder how rich one must be to be able to afford them."
"Stop talking nonsense. Who would make a urinal out of gold? Be careful that Master Lin might hear it and get upset."
Xue'er listened to the jokes of her companions, her expression became serious, and she quickly interrupted them.
"Sister Xue'er, we were just joking. But everyone said that Master Lin came to watch the opera. His real interest was not in the opera, but in you."
"Don't talk nonsense. Master Lin just likes to listen to opera. If any of you talk nonsense like this again, don't be the backstage."
Seeing Xueer’s stern face, the little girls were frightened because they had never seen Sister Xueer so serious.
Xue'er didn't care what these little girls were thinking. Now it was her turn to go on stage. She put down her paintbrush, slowly walked to the side of the stage, waiting for the announcement to go on stage.
"Mr. Lin is really a man of refined taste. He comes to Tingxue Tower to listen to operas every day. Because of Mr. Lin, the ticket prices at Tingxue Tower have increased by 30% compared to the past."
"No way, I'm just one person, how can I raise the price of theater tickets?"
Lin Ye put a candied fruit into his mouth, listening to Captain Yang's words with some confusion. He used to think that opera singing was not pleasant to listen to, but in recent years, he didn't know why, he liked opera singing more and more.
Maybe it’s because young people now prefer LiveHuose.
After all, I am still a young man.
"Mr. Lin, the most handsome man in Shangyang City, often visits Tingxue Tower. Many ladies from wealthy families have come to listen to the opera after hearing the news. If you don't believe me, just look around us..."
Captain Yang answered in a low voice. Lin Ye glanced around and found that there were quite a few girls in love. Some of them even happened to peek over and lowered their heads shyly when their eyes met his.
"Also, Master Lin is also a famous talent in our Shangyang City. Many scholars have taken you as their role model. When you appeared at the poetry gathering that day wearing a white cloak, all the rich young men in our city followed your example. As a result, white cloaks are no longer available for purchase."
"It seems that I was wrong. From now on, I can only invite people from Tingxue Tower to perform at my home."
Lin Ye smiled. He was now a celebrity, with all the celebrity effect.
On the stage, Xue'er walked onto the stage in a blue dress, singing "Xuemei Teaching Her Son". She looked dignified and virtuous, and her singing voice was gentle and powerful.
"Ms. Xue'er's singing skills have improved a lot."
After Xue'er finished singing and left the stage, Lin Ye praised her and gave her a tip as usual.
“By the way, ask your boss if he has time recently?” Lin Ye called out to the girl from the troupe who came to collect tips.
"Mr. Lin, is there something wrong?"
"Our Captain Yang said that your theater is too crowded. I want to have some peace and quiet, so I plan to invite your troupe to perform at my house."
No mention of how much money was given.
Considering Master Lin's current reputation for wealth in Shangyang City, he certainly has no shortage of money.
"Yes, of course there is. I'll go tell the class owner right away."
The little girl was very happy. Going to sing at Master Lin's house would not only allow her to earn more money, but also allow her to see the luxury of Master Lin's house and see if the urinals were really made of gold.
"Mr. Lin, you... I don't have time to watch a play right now. You should know something about what happened in the city recently."
Captain Yang looked at the back of the little girl as she ran away happily, with a wry smile on his face. If it were an ordinary person, they might not know about this, and the government office is currently keeping it secret from the outside world. But the situation is different for Master Lin. Master Lin is a disciple of Qingfeng Temple Dingxuan, and he specially invited Taoist Master Dingxuan of Qingfeng Temple to handle this case. Taoist Master Dingxuan should have told Master Lin about it.
As for the fact that Taoist Ding Xuan told the case to Master Lin, which was against the rules, that was not something Old Yang could do about it. Even the county magistrate did not dare to intervene. The nobleman who visited Master Lin at the beginning was now very powerful in the court.
"My master mentioned it before. I heard that something happened to the sons of several wealthy families. My master didn't mention any more details."
Lin Ye narrowed his eyes slightly. Half a day ago, Captain Yang went to Qingfeng Temple to find the old Taoist priest. After a while, he saw the old Taoist priest taking Daogu and Captain Yang and the others to leave the temple. After about an hour, the old Taoist priest and Daogu returned to the temple.
When he returned to the Taoist temple, the old Taoist was chanting sutras in the ancestral hall. This made him curious, so he called out to Daogu and learned from him what had happened.
Several people died in the city.
They are all sons of wealthy families. If someone dies, even if they are murdered, the Taoist priest cannot be found. The reason why Captain Yang and his men asked the Taoist priest for help is because the deaths of these sons were very strange.
The three young masters died in their own rooms with satisfied expressions on their faces, but their chests were torn open and their hearts were gone.
The coroner performed an autopsy and confirmed that the three people had their skin torn open and their hearts removed while they were still alive.
Seeing that the man had his heart taken out alive but still had a satisfied expression on his face, Captain Yang suspected that this case was not a normal murder case, but might involve ghosts and monsters, so he went to ask the Taoist priest for help.
However, the old Taoist went around these houses, looked at the bodies of the three young men, and left after saying that it was not a ghost haunting the place.
If it's not the work of ghosts, then according to the rules of the other world, the government office will naturally have to solve the case. In addition, the families of the three dead young masters are quite powerful in Shangyang City and they keep putting pressure on the government office. Captain Yang has been very overwhelmed recently and really has no time to listen to opera.
"Captain Yang, don't be so anxious. Solving a case can't be rushed. Maybe you'll get some inspiration from listening to a play."
Lin Ye patted Captain Yang on the shoulder, then picked up a candied fruit and threw it into his own mouth.
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Qingfeng Temple.
After the old Taoist finished reciting the scriptures, Daogu stood aside as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
"Dawu, if you have something to say, just say it directly. What's the point of hesitating?"
"Master, the deaths of those people are clearly related to ghosts, why do you say it's not ghosts?"
Daogu was very puzzled. He had been in the bedrooms of those young masters and smelled the scent of ghosts. It was impossible for his master not to notice it.
The old Taoist listened to Dawu's words and sighed, "Dawu, what did your master teach you before? We should not interfere in the affairs of wealthy families, otherwise we might get into trouble one day."
"But...but what if that ghost continues to harm people?"
Daogu knew that his master had taught him to be "cautious", but if he didn't catch the ghost, it would continue to harm people.
"Let me ask you, when I was chanting in front of the statue of the ancestor, did your fellow apprentice come to you?"
“I have.”
"Did your junior ask you anything?"
"I asked, but I didn't say I smelled a ghost."
Daowu answered truthfully, and the old Taoist nodded and said meaningfully: "That's enough."
