Chapter 543: Visit

Yu Lin held Lao Jun—uh, at this point one should say it's Li Er.

He held Li Er and walked away.

What to do?

Of course, to take a commemorative photo.

Now still an infant, Lao Jun, just like Jesus at that time, after manifesting the heaven-and-earth omen, returned to calm and became an ordinary baby who had not yet opened their wisdom.

However, that's just fine.

Only this way can I coax him into calling me foster father.

Yu Lin lowered his head to look at the baby's reddish little face in his arms, the corner of his mouth twitching into a smile.

He reached out and gently poked Li Er's cheek—soft, bouncy, feel nice.

"Call foster father." he said.

Li Er closed his eyes, sleeping soundly.

"I'm begging you."

Li Er turned over and continued sleeping.

".......... No face given, forget it, sleep, sleep."

Yu Lin wasn't annoyed either, just smiled and shook his head.

He raised his head, looked around, found a suitable spot, then felt in his bosom for something.

A camera brought from modern times, specially used to capture such "precious moments".

Click.

Click.

Click.

Took over ten shots, various angles, various poses.

There were shots of him holding Li Er, of him lifting Li Er high, of him letting Li Er lie on his thigh, and of him pressing Li Er's little face against the lens.

After shooting, he put away the camera, lowered his head and glanced again at the baby in his arms.

"Already recorded in the file."

"All right."

Li Er continued to sleep soundly.

Yu Lin smiled, turned and walked back.

"All right, I'll return you."

Yu Lin handed Li Er back to Li Shi.

Li Shi reached out to receive, her movements careful, as if receiving something precious.

She lowered her head to look at the baby in her arms, that little face still reddish, sleeping peacefully, a stark contrast to the earlier "divine spirit" who had walked on lotus and summoned the Nine Dragons Spitting Water.

Only then did she fully come to her senses.

She raised her head to look at Yu Lin, her voice soft as if talking to herself:

"Servant… servant has never… had sexual relations…"

Yu Lin nodded.

"I know."

"Do you still remember eating that plum?"

Li Shi froze for a moment.

Plum?

She thought for a long time before vaguely recalling—long, long ago, it seemed there was a year when, while Wash clothes, she saw a golden-yellow plum float by, picked it up and ate it.

That plum was sweet; after eating it, she only felt warm all over, and thought it was due to that day's sun.

"That was not mundane." Yu Lin said.

Li Shi opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

So… was it because of that plum?

How strange.

How strange she could live to this day without aging like the other villagers.

Those women who were her age back then have already turned into white-haired old crones, some even buried in the earth.

Yet she still maintains her former appearance, still that pretty face, still not aged.

That explains it.

She wanted to ask more, but saw Yu Lin already turned and headed toward the wooden house.

"Today's commotion must have been seen by many."

His voice came from ahead, "Prepare to be disturbed."

"Let's go."

Li Shi watched his back, then looked down at the baby in her arms, suppressed the surging thoughts in her heart, and followed with Li Er in tow.

In fact, those "disturbing uninvited guests" arrived faster than imagined.

That afternoon.

A group of people set off from the direction of Ku County, heading straight for Qu Ren Li.

Leading was a plain-decorated carriage, with a middle-aged official seated, proper appearance, decent attire—clearly someone of status.

Ku County Magistrate, Gan Xing.

Behind him followed the village chief of Li Xiang and a retinue of officials.

A group came to the village entrance, stopped the carriage, Gan Xing got off, raised his eyes and looked over this ordinary, unknown small village.

At this moment, someone had already come forward to meet them.

It was Chen Kang.

The grandson of Chen Ren, now the village chief of Qu Ren Li.

After witnessing the scene of Li Er's birth, he knew that someone would surely come next.

So seeing Gan Xing and the others now, it was not surprising either.

He stepped forward quickly, bowed with his hands clasped, and wore a proper smile on his face.

"I, Chen Kang, have met Lord Gan, and have met all of you."

Gan Xing stepped forward and helped him up, his face bearing a gentle smile.

"No need for excessive courtesy, no need for excessive courtesy." He said, his tone friendly.

"I have come now to ask you—could today's such heavenly phenomena have come from you?"

Chen Kang straightened up and nodded.

"Yes."

Gan Xing's eyes widened slightly.

"Really?" His voice carried a hint of urgency, "Why is that?"

Chen Kang paused, as if weighing his words.

"Lord Yu's words, the sage has descended into the world."

Gan Xing froze.

"A sage?"

"Who?"

"What sage?"

He suddenly came to his senses, staring at Chen Kang:

"What? Who dares to call themselves a sage?! Who is Lord Yu?"

"I don't know whether he is a sage or not." Chen Kang looked at his eyes, adding, as if stating a simple fact.

"But my grandfather told me."

"Lord Yu, is a divine spirit that came from heaven."