Bai Ling'er looked at Bai Chen's leaving figure with tears in her eyes.

Bai Ling'er is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and has not really been separated from her parents. It is inevitable to be a little sad.

After a while, he returned to normal and started talking and laughing with Dongfang Wanpingziyan and Lin Zhanqing.

Han Molin, Dongfang Wan, Ping Ziyan, Lin Zhanqing and Han Molin's newly recruited disciple Bai Ling'er also embarked on the journey back to Yunshan.

It was still the same time, the sun was high, and its orange-red light was shining brightly.

The autumn sky is clear and crisp, and the sky is light and windy.

…

Lin Zhanqing declined, saying that he was agitated and wanted to relax by himself. Han Molin knew about his disciple's situation and said nothing else. He only told him to return to Liuyun Mountain as soon as possible.

Lin Zhanqing said goodbye to Han Molin and Dongfang Wanping's son Yan Bai Ling'er, and found a way to leave.

…

There are several brick and tile houses in a wilderness. In the main room of the brick and tile house.

Lin Zhanqing was kneeling, with two lines of hot tears slowly falling from the corners of his eyes.

After a long time, Lin Zhanqing wiped away her tears with her sleeves and said:

"Don't worry, mom and dad. The child will definitely be as strong as mom and dad back then, and will be invincible in the world. Uncover the truth about mom and dad and clear their name!"

…

In the teahouse of Liaoxin Zen Temple.

Lin Zhanqing and the monk with the Chinese character face were sitting and drinking tea.

The monk poured a cup of tea and slowly and gently pushed the cup in front of Lin Zhanqing. He made a greeting gesture with his left hand and said:

"The donor has not been seen for many days, and his complexion is much better than before. I think his mood has improved a lot these days. The mountain monk is here to congratulate him."

Lin Zhanqing picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The elegant orchid fragrance instantly penetrated her throat and penetrated her whole body.

Lin Zhanqing consciously felt that both himself and the teahouse were nourished by the elegant fragrance of orchids, making them extremely comfortable.

road:

"Master Liao praised me. These days are just experiences, and I am no longer as concerned about it as before."

The monk said:

"The donor's heart is pure, informal, and yet solemn. He is definitely not comparable to ordinary people. However..."

Lin Zhanqing saw that the monk was hesitant to speak, and knew that the following words may not sound good, but they must be necessary. He smiled heartily and said:

"When did Master become so reserved? If you have something to say, it doesn't matter."

The monk put his hands together and said "Amitabha"

Then he spoke slowly:

"The heart disease is not cured, but the symptoms will continue. It's just good and bad sometimes, but it's always too small to listen to. The donor has great wisdom, and the mountain monk made a few false words, so the donor naturally has the ability to distinguish."

After the monk finished speaking, he drank the tea wholeheartedly without saying another word.

Lin Zhanqing had already understood what the monk said, and except for a few wry smiles in his heart, he didn't take what the monk said seriously.

Lin Zhanqing knew that as soon as the truth about his parents was unknown, he would not be able to feel at ease. It was just a worry, who in the world could be exempted from it?

Since it's in your heart, let it hang on.

It is better to have a persistence than to be a water without a source, a tree without roots, a body that is confused all day long, and it is much better.

…

Liuyun Mountain, in front of Heyuantang.

Lin Zhanqing, dressed in white, walked steadily towards Heyuantang.

Before I walked in, I only heard a voice:

"Elder brother is back!"

Lin Zhanqing was in a trance. The voice was female, but she was not familiar with it.

Han Yuning doesn't have such a voice. Are there any other female disciples in Heyuantang? There don't seem to be any female disciples in other branches of Liuyun Mountain who have such a voice.

While Lin Zhanqing was wondering who the owner of the voice was, a little girl wearing a light green robe ran out.

The little girl is slender, has lively eyes, and is very cute. She is Bai Ling'er, the daughter of Bai Chen, whom she met at Mr. Su's 100th birthday party in the Su family and was accepted by Han Molin as his disciple.

Lin Zhanqing was the first to get used to the reaction and greeted Bai Ling'er:

"Hello, junior sister."

Lin Zhanqing was a little confused as to why it wasn't Han Yuning who came to pick her up.

Every time I return to Yunshan and enter Heyuantang, Han Yuning must be the first to pick her up. Where has Han Yuning gone?

Without saying a word, Bai Ling'er took Lin Zhanqing's hand and ran to Heyuantang.

Lin Zhanqing was a little overwhelmed and almost tripped while being pulled away.

In the Heyuan Hall, Han Molin and Bai Hua were sitting dignifiedly. Lin Zhanqing asked:

"Hello, Master and Master, my disciple Lin Zhanqing is back."

Han Molin and Bai Hua smiled happily, Han Molin said:

"Zhan'er is back. He came back only two days later than us. I'm afraid he had a long journey."

Bai Hua also said:

"Zhan'er is like this just to reassure you as my master. Zhan'er seems to have lost a lot of weight after not seeing you for a few days."

Lin Zhanqing replied:

"I've made Master and Master worried. I just went to a nearby town for a walk. It's not troublesome."

Han Molin waved his hand and said:

"Not to mention this, Zhan'er needs to know how to cherish himself and not be too pushy."

Han Molin didn't wait for Lin Zhanqing to reply and said again:

"Now that Zhan'er is back, I just have something to explain to you."

Lin Zhanqing shrank her neck slightly and said:

"Master, no way. I just came back and have to go on a mission again?"

Han Molin said angrily:

"What mission, where is the mission? Master, I am the kind of person who doesn't let my disciples rest!"

Lin Zhanqing was so scolded that she didn't dare to say a word.

Bai Ling'er, who was also standing next to him, wanted to laugh when he saw this, but he didn't dare to. He covered his mouth with his hand to prevent him from laughing out loud.

Han Molin paused for a moment and said:

"You have already met your junior sister Bai Ling'er. Ling'er's own martial arts is not weak, but she is still completely unfamiliar with the Liuyun sword technique. These days, you will be responsible for teaching your junior sister Ling'er the Liuyun sword technique."

Lin Zhanqing was a little at a loss. If he was practicing martial arts by himself, he was sure of it. But when it came to teaching martial arts to others, Lin Zhanqing really didn't have the confidence.

The martial arts of the disciples that Han Molin has accepted over the years were all taught by Han Molin himself.

Lin Zhanqing, the senior fellow of Yuantang, can only give some pointers to the junior brothers at most.

The real system teaches people martial arts, but Lin Zhanqing really doesn't know if he will mislead others.

Especially Bai Chen's daughter, Lin Zhanqing would never dare to mess with her!

Bai Chen could scare himself to death with just a flick of his finger, so Lin Zhanqing made up his mind. This matter must not be accepted!

Lin Zhanqing turned to look at Bai Ling'er, turned around and straightened her expression, and said to Han Molin:

"Thank you Master for your consideration, but teaching martial arts is of great importance. This disciple is really incompetent with his meager martial arts skills, so I ask Master to punish me."

Bai Linger's face on the side suddenly became disappointed. Although he still looked well-behaved, his head was a little lowered and his eyes were dim.

Han Molin curled his lips and cursed a few words in his mind.

"How dare you, Lin Zhanqing, to play with the greasy tricks of these old fritters with your master."

In fact, how could Han Molin not know what Lin Zhanqing was thinking.

Lin Zhanqing was just worried that she would not

Experience in teaching martial arts. Bai Ling'er is not an ordinary disciple, so naturally it is best not to do such troublesome things.

But since Han Molin opened his mouth, Lin Zhanqing naturally had no choice but to refuse.

Han Molin said:

"Zhan'er is overthinking. As the eldest brother of Heyuantang, it is normal for him to teach martial arts to his disciples on behalf of the master. Besides, the master doesn't really let go. Zhan'er only teaches. If you have any doubts, ask him.

I, Master, will also visit from time to time, that’s all.”
To be continued...