The Identity of the Real Rich Man Can’t Be Hidden

   Chapter 381 Can't get out

   As soon as An Yan finished speaking, she saw dozens of female maids come in one after another, all of them holding wooden plates and standing under the tree one after another.

  An Yan put the wooden plate in her hand on Lingxian's table and said, "I'll go now."

   "An Yan, you can't use energy." Lingxian reminded her repeatedly.

  An Yan asked again, "Where is that place?"

   Lingxian waved his hand, and saw that the paper originally on the table flew into the air, and then printed out the terrain above, showing a white light.

  An Yan kept that in mind, and immediately turned around to go out.

   But Lingxian stopped her and said, "If you can't get water, you stay there and come back when you get some water."

   "Got it." An Yan walked out calmly.

  The corner of Lingxian's mouth was slightly raised, and she sat down to write with a pen again, thinking that An Yan came to give her the present is really interesting, she must be better than the maids outside.

   But she blamed herself for being incapable of losing Li Rongsen in this life. No matter what, this bad breath will come out.

  An Yan is walking on the road, she is not in a hurry or slow.

   The place where Lingxian lives is not big or small. If you walk from one end to the other, it will naturally take some effort, and An Yan cannot use energy and can only walk on two legs.

  Fortunately, she was in a good mood, all she could do was look at the scenery, and she ended up going all the way to the destination in the evening. That place is a dilapidated courtyard, with a tree in the middle, which is very tall, and there is a house in it, but it is very dilapidated, barely able to shelter from the wind and rain, and there is a well by the wall.

  An Yan went there to see that many of them had been abandoned, and there was not even a drop of water. I thought that I would be too lazy to go back, not to mention that I just said that I can't go back empty-handed.

   "Who is it?" The voice was very old, and there was a chill.

   "It was Lingxian who asked me to come and fetch water." An Yan said as she walked into the house. The house was complete, but it was shabby and old.

   "You shouldn't come here, not to mention it's getting dark again." The voice appeared again.

  An Yan turned to look for it, but saw no one.

   "Go in and turn on the lights in the room," the voice commanded.

   "Who are you?" An Yan asked and went into the room to light the lamp. There was only one oil lamp, and it was very dim when it was lit, but he could see some things clearly.

   And in the next instant, An Yan found someone sitting opposite her, an old woman who looked over eighty, but she was very agile.

   "You said just now, who sent you?"

   "Lingxian, she asked me to fetch water."

   "Where does the water come from here, there is only resentment here." As soon as the old woman's voice fell, she saw a lot of black smoke spewing from the well in the courtyard, and spread to the whole courtyard and into the house.

  The old woman waved her sleeves and closed the door of the house, thus resisting the attack of those black mists.

   "What are these?" An Yan was a little puzzled. Looking at the door, I found that strange shapes were reflected there, and there were some creepy sounds, including crying and screaming.

   "She asked you to come here to fetch water, obviously just to make fun of you. There is a lot of resentment here, and the well in the courtyard is sealed for them, and they will come out for a while at night.

  An Yan lowered her eyes, she was not surprised that Lingxian was making fun of herself like this, but at this time, the voices outside became more and more tragic, as if there were many voices of dissatisfaction gathered together.

   "There used to be water, but since the turbid air was placed here, there has been no water." The old woman said.

   "Lingxian must ask me to fetch the water back, so I have to fetch it, otherwise I won't be able to go back."

   "How do you take it?"

   "Should we clean up these turbid air first?" An Yan asked her.

"How is that possible, do you know how many lifetimes of turbid energy have gathered here, I have been here for decades, if I hadn't suppressed them every day, it would have been out of control, and they would have gone out to mutilate and cause chaos in the world. ." The old woman looked down on An Yan.

  An Yan was not annoyed, she said, "Let me think of a way."

   "Stop talking, I'm going to do it." The old woman started to meditate.

An Yan naturally didn't bother her, she just sat on the side and watched quietly. After half an hour, she found that the outside began to quiet down, the original infiltrating voice gradually receded, and together with the black mist, it returned to the well. middle.

   The yard outside was lit up again, and I didn't know what was illuminating it.

The old woman also woke up from the meditation. She waved her sleeves again, and saw the door of the house opened. It was the tree in the center of the yard that was glowing. All brightly lit.

The old woman said, "This well has the sweetest spring water, and is the best living spring here. If it wasn't for suppressing this turbid air, it wouldn't have been wasted. And nowhere else to put it.”

   "Where do these turbid air come from?"

   "It comes from people's hearts." The old woman said as she got up and went outside. When she just came, she brought a few buckets of water and was moving in now.

  An Yan also got up to help her when she saw this.

  The old woman said, "Aren't you going yet?"

   "If I can't get water, I can't go. I can only stay tonight."

   "Then you don't have a due date for your return." The old woman laughed and added, "No one wants to stay with me, but now that you do, I'm not alone anymore."

  An Yan didn't say anything, she would think of a way, she asked again, "Is this turbid qi considered karma?"

   "Forget it." The old woman nodded, and then began to take out the dishes from the cabinet, took two pairs of chopsticks, and said, "I have nothing to eat here, only dried sweet potatoes and steamed buns, what do you want to eat?"

   "Okay, I don't mind." An Yan nodded.

  The old woman put everything on the table, and after she was done, she said to her: "Come, come and eat, don't be polite to me, and it's not a good thing."

   "How did you come here?" An Yan was slightly curious.

"I didn't come here willingly." The old woman sighed, picked up a sweet potato and took a bite, then said, "Lingxian brought me back from outside, saying that as long as I can help clean up this well The turbid air can help me find someone, who knows that I have come here for decades to clean it up, it is useless at all, and there is no way to completely eliminate it, so I can only live."

   "You signed an agreement with her?" An Yan asked.

   "Exactly, my name is here, I can't leave." The old woman sighed again.

  An Yan said, "Let me think of a way."

"You are so young, what have you experienced, and what solutions you can come up with, you can't protect yourself." The old woman seemed to be in disbelief, and said, "Hey, accept my fate, I have accepted my fate, and I can't beat it. That girl doll."

  An Yan didn't say anything, just thought of a way in her heart.

   And the old woman said to herself: "If I can get out of here, I will go to the West City. I heard that it is the best place for old age. The city owner is very lenient and never oppresses the city people, which is very good."

   "Okay, if you leave here, I'll take you back to the West City." An Yan agreed.

  The old woman laughed out loud when she heard what she said, and said, "What a cute girl, you should take care of yourself first, presumably Lingxian has a grudge against you and doesn't want to make you feel better."

  An Yan lowered her eyes and didn't speak. She didn't doubt this, but she wasn't that easy to tease, and there would be a way to make living water come out of the well.

   (end of this chapter)