Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 370 - 367: It Was You, Wasn’t It

Xiao Yixun’s mute girl had just left, and soon returned with the mute girl A-Jing of young Qingyu to the main hall.

Along with them came the Haidong Qing perched on A-Jing’s specially designed shoulder guard, and the young lynx sent by Xiao Chong a few days ago.

Both mute girls bowed deeply, the meaning was clear—they intended to use Haidong Qing and the lynx to find someone.

Lynxes are beloved companions for Great Tang nobility, excellent hunting assistants among medium-sized predators, with extremely keen senses, making it unsurprising to bring them for searching.

However, Lin Wanwan was puzzled—how could Haidong Qing distinguish who the culprit was?

After the mute girls left, Xiao Yixun enlightened Lin Wanwan: "A-Li has extraordinary hearing, the lynx has a sharp nose, and Haidong Qing has keen eyesight. Your murdered cousin visited this courtyard during the day and was touched by the incense I made."

"Oh, I see." Lin Wanwan understood, since Lin Mengyi carried the scent, the close murderer must have gotten some too, used for tracking.

Once the mute girls led away the lynx and Haidong Qing, Lin Wanwan watched A-Li walking towards the corridor, occasionally scratching her sleeve, suddenly said: "No way, Yixun, you didn’t speak the truth, did A-Li really rely on those animals to trace the culprit? Probably not, what was hidden in her wrist?"

Xiao Yixun kept a straight face and said: "The sister’s gu insects, sensitive to their surroundings."

Lin Wanwan: "..."

Could it be that visiting made Lin Mengyi fall victim to gu insects? 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

She quietly moved away a bit, this girl had strange and mysterious things, unbeknownst to all.

"Gu insects, you play with gu insects? Haven’t you randomly placed gu on us, have you?" Lin Wanwan’s thoughts suddenly went astray, causing goosebumps all over her body.

Xiao Yixun’s fairy-like, unsettling little face stared directly at Lin Wanwan for a moment, calmly replied: "I don’t know what the sister does."

Lin Wanwan: "..."

No, better quickly send her away, she feels like a ticking bomb!

Blame it all on the second personality, and suddenly you’re a pure innocent lotus.

Lin Wanwan’s thoughts swirled chaotically for a while before sternly saying: "You must tell your sister not to do anything to me or my family. If I find out, I won’t forgive her!"

Xiao Yixun unhappily replied with a faint "Mm," indifferently saying: "Understood."

"Since you have gu insects, why ask A-Jing to bring Haidong Qing and the lynx?"

"Gu insects can sense positions, can’t catch people, small cats and big birds are skilled hunters, why not bring them?"

"Indeed." Lin Wanwan had no argument, the explanation made sense, even a lion goes all out to catch a rabbit.

"Chuyao, quickly notify Brother Mengbo and others, have them send people to follow A-Li and A-Jing, we must overwhelm the others with numbers, go quickly!"

"Yes!"

This time, Xiao Yixun didn’t stop anyone, obviously indifferent as long as it had nothing to do with Xiao Chong.

People were sent to trace the culprit, while the children continued studying in the school. Lin Wanwan stood and headed out, Hong Yan hurried to follow with an oiled-paper parasol, draped with cloth, shading her from the sun.

Now the sunshine outside was overwhelmingly scorching, enough to bake skin dark.

As Village Lady, Lin Wanwan naturally had to maintain fair skin, befitting her status.

Living in comfort is a basic threshold for noble women, any who get tanned in the summer become fodder for chatter within the circle.

Lin Wanwan could disregard it personally, but Hong Yan, one of her close maids, had to care.

Hong Yan, raised from a young age in Xiao Mansion, was most sensitive to topics in noble circles, ensuring her mistress wasn’t gossiped about in this regard.

Lin Mengyi had two sons and a daughter, the eldest son sent with Lin Mengjin to notify relatives and friends of the death, while the youngest son and eldest daughter kept vigil at the memorial.

Since it’s an untimely death, the memorial can’t be prolonged; all rituals must be completed within the day, and relatives and friends invited for a vegetarian meal the next morning before the burial.

Their family fortune was mostly consumed by flames; half a bag of grain was salvaged, but all silk was lost, and all memorial expenses were gathered by the family.

Yet tomorrow’s burial requires a coffin, the cheapest thin one costing seven to eight hundred coins, not a small sum, still unaccounted for.

Many believed the Lin Lu and Lin Sun women must have hidden some money, fearing fire for silk, not copper, no reason it couldn’t be found.

But for now, the two women closest to Lin Mengyi just wailed endlessly, unable to handle anything else.

No choice, Lin Mengbo, who helped organize the memorial, sought their eldest Lin Mengzhong.

"Have you figured out tomorrow’s burial coffin?"

"C-coffin?" Lin Mengzhong, honest and dull, who never handled money but worked diligently, stammered, unable to provide a definitive response.

Lin Mengbo frowned: "Do you plan to borrow from the family or have any savings yourself, speak up, it’s nearing noon. Your parents and sister-in-law only cry, it’s useless, try asking your wife."

"Okay, okay." Relieved from further distress, Lin Mengzhong hastily agreed and then plunged into the crowd to question his wife.

As Lin Wanwan approached the memorial hall, Lin Qin hurriedly grabbed her from behind.

"Wanwan, don’t go, it’s hot, stay home and cool down, lots of people there, chaotic..."

Before Lin Qin finished speaking, someone sharp-eyed in front of the memorial shouted, "Wanwan’s here!"

Lin Sun, tearfully clinging to her son, hearing this, immediately pulled him up and desperately emerged from the crowd, searching for Lin Wanwan.

Upon recognizing her, she swooped like an eagle on a chick, reaching to seize Lin Wanwan’s arm, but quick-witted Hong Yan blocked her.

Lin Sun grabbed Hong Yan’s arm with one hand, reaching for Lin Wanwan with the other, shouting, "Wanwan, Wanwan, it’s you! You’re responsible for my Yi Lang’s misery, you can’t neglect him!"

Lin Wanwan was stunned on the spot, speechless: "Impossible! How could it be me? Sister-in-law you grieve, but——"

"It’s you!" Lin Sun sobbed and interrupted Lin Wanwan, thrusting her youngest son towards her, frightening him into loud cries.

"It’s you, the evil from the cold melon seedlings! Without them, how could murder and arson happen to us? Our family follows traditional rules for generations! Unearned wealth brings misfortune! It demands a life!"

Relatives at the memorial hall began whispering among themselves.

"Indeed, unearned wealth is never good."

"Heard Village Lady sold seedlings without managing buyers, Mengyi asking around leaked the news!"

"Oh dear, Poor Mengyi was indeed shielding the Lin Family from disaster, unearned wealth is perilous!"