The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun.

Lin Zhennan remained unconscious at this time.

Madam Lin's body was placed on another bed, which had been specially moved over.

Because Madam Lin passed away suddenly, there was no good way to bury her in time, so she was temporarily placed in the inn and buried the next day.

To appease the innkeeper, Lin Pingzhi gave him extra money for the room.

When he left Fuzhou, he was penniless and begged for a living like a beggar. When he secretly followed a group of Qingcheng disciples to the Changsha branch of Fuwei Escort Agency, he accidentally obtained some gold and silver jewelry. He wrapped it in cloth and carried it on his back. So when Jiang Ning first saw him, he thought he was a hunchback because he was hunchbacked, but in fact, his back was full of gold and silver jewelry.

"Um……"

At this moment, Lin Zhennan, who was still unconscious, suddenly groaned and slowly opened his eyes. Lin Pingzhi became excited.

"Father, Father, how are you?"

Lin Zhennan had just opened his eyes, his vision still blurry, when he heard the familiar voice and subconsciously looked to the side.

Is that Ping'er?

His voice was hoarse and weak.

Lin Pingzhi burst into tears of joy: "Father, it's me, it's me."

During the time Lin Zhennan was in a coma, Lin Pingzhi was tormented, fearing that his only remaining relative would also leave him. When Lin Zhennan finally woke up, Lin Pingzhi felt relieved.

Hearing Lin Pingzhi's words, Lin Zhennan smiled weakly and said, "My son is usually very proud, how come he has become so prone to crying?"

Lin Pingzhi wiped away the tears on his face.

"Father, Ping'er, don't cry."

Lin Pingzhi then told Lin Zhennan about his experiences after entering Hengshan City and his joining the Huashan Sect, but he didn't mention a word about the hardships he had endured along the way.

Seeing his appearance, Lin Zhennan sighed: "You've had a hard time."

Upon hearing this, Lin Pingzhi felt a lump in his throat and his eyes welled up with tears again, but this time he held them back.

"Father, Mother..."

Lin Pingzhi's voice choked for a moment, but he still didn't cry.

Lin Zhennan had a brief moment of lucidity when he was at Liu's residence, and he knew that his wife had passed away.

Hearing Lin Pingzhi's words, Lin Zhennan also fell silent.

After a while.

Lin Zhennan suddenly moved his head, trying to get up, but he couldn't move his body and was in excruciating pain in his limbs.

"father."

Lin Pingzhi panicked when he saw him like this and tried to help him up, but Lin Zhennan refused.

"I've already applied the Heavenly Fragrance Rejuvenating Glue to you, which can heal your external injuries, but..."

Lin Zhennan's tendons in his hands and feet have been severed, and Tianxiang Disconnecting Glue cannot cure them. This means that Lin Zhennan will be a cripple from now on.

Lin Zhennan stared blankly at his wife not far away, lost in thought.

After a long while.

"Ping'er".

Lin Zhennan finally turned around and looked at Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi quickly replied, "Father, I'm here."

Lin Zhennan looked at him, his eyes darting around as if recalling the past. After a moment, he said softly, "In the past, I always told you that in the world of martial arts, reputation accounts for 20%, skill accounts for 20%, and interpersonal relationships account for 60%. Make more friends and fewer enemies. Now that I think about it, maybe I was wrong."

Even with many friends, when one is not strong enough, none of them are willing to help the Lin family in this situation.

Lin Zhennan muttered to himself, saying many things, but his voice grew softer and softer until Lin Pingzhi could no longer hear him clearly.

After a while.

"Bury your mother in Hengshan City."

Lin Zhennan suddenly said.

"it is good."

Lin Pingzhi nodded.

After saying this, Lin Zhennan looked at Lin Pingzhi again, his face full of reluctance, and said, "Ping'er, the Huashan Sect is indeed a prestigious and righteous sect. It is your good fortune to be able to join the Huashan Sect. In the future, you must work hard to practice your skills and repay the kindness of Headmaster Yue and Young Hero Jiang, especially Young Hero Jiang."

He learned from Lin Pingzhi that Jiang Ning had helped Lin Pingzhi a great deal.

Lin Pingzhi nodded vigorously: "Father, don't worry!"

Looking at his face, Lin Zhennan suddenly smiled: "Ping'er, our hometown..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Lin Zhennan suddenly stopped, a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

Lin Pingzhi asked in confusion, "Dad, what's wrong with our hometown?"

Lin Zhennan lowered his eyes, then shook his head and smiled, "It's nothing, just that you should remember to offer incense to my Lin family ancestors every year. Now that your father is a cripple, the burden of the Lin family will fall on your shoulders."

Lin Pingzhi nodded vigorously: "Father, don't worry."

"Good boy."

Lin Zhennan smiled and said softly, "I want to wash my face. Go out and bring back a basin of water."

"it is good."

Lin Pingzhi nodded, got up and walked outside.

After a while.

Lin Pingzhi drew a basin of water from the well in the backyard of the inn and carefully carried it back to the room.

"Father, the water's here, you..."

As soon as he entered the door, Lin Pingzhi froze in shock.

Lin Zhennan lay on the bed, his mouth full of blood. Blood flowed from his mouth and soaked the headboard. Half of his tongue lay on the floor beside the bed.

His head turned toward Madam Lin, his eyes fixed on her corpse, still holding a tender expression.

Clang!

The basin fell to the ground, spilling water everywhere.

"Father? Father!"

Lin Pingzhi stared in horror at the scene before him. Ignoring the water basin that had spilled on the ground, he rushed to the bedside and shook Lin Zhennan's body, but no matter how he called out, Lin Zhennan did not respond.

"father!!!"

Lin Pingzhi could no longer hold back and broke down in tears, his cries filled with anguish.

He dressed himself up like a beggar all the way from Fujian, begging for food. When he was thirsty, he drank dirty water and ate spoiled food when he was hungry. He didn't steal even when he was starving, nor did he use force to teach a peasant woman who spoke rudely to him a lesson. He came to Hengshan City with only his willpower, but now his willpower was gone.

Lin Pingzhi's mournful cries rang out in the quiet night, carrying far and wide.

inside the house.

Yue Buqun paused in his writing, his expression shifting slightly, before continuing to write. After finishing, he placed the pen on the table and stared at the words on the paper, lost in thought.

Ning Zhongze came over and glanced at the table, and found that there was a tally mark written on the paper.

inside the house.

Jiang Ning, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed practicing martial arts, opened his eyes, looked at what was in front of him with a calm expression, and then closed them again.

After a while.

Jiang Ning opened his eyes again.

Some people will be sleepless tonight.

……

Chapter 85: A Flower of Thought

"Father, Mother, don't worry, your child will follow Master and fellow disciples to practice hard and avenge you."

Outside Hengshan City.

Lin Pingzhi knelt before a new grave, wearing a white headscarf and hemp clothing.

far away.

Yue Buqun, Jiang Ning, and others were waiting for Lin Pingzhi, and several carriages were parked on the road.

Some of these carriages were hired by Yue Buqun, and some by Lin Pingzhi.

Originally, Yue Buqun planned to hire two carriages, but because Linghu Chong was physically unwell, Yue Buqun specially ordered a separate carriage for him so that he could lie down and rest, with Lu Dayou and Yue Lingshan taking care of him respectively.

He, Ning Zhongze, and the other Huashan disciples rode in another carriage, but although the carriage was not small, it was still a bit crowded with so many people. Lin Pingzhi suggested that in order to repay Yue Buqun and Jiang Ning for saving his parents, he hired three more luxury carriages.

Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze rode in one car, Gao Genming, Liang Fa, Lao Denuo, and a few others rode in two other cars, and Lin Pingzhi and Jiang Ning rode in a car by themselves.

They buried Lin Zhennan and his wife before dawn, giving Lin Pingzhi some time before he returned after daybreak.

"I'm sorry to have troubled my master, mistress, and fellow disciples to wait for me."

Lin Pingzhi's face still bore traces of tears, and he said with a ashamed expression.

He was no longer the beggar he had been before; after washing the dirt off his face, his true appearance was revealed.

He resembled Madam Lin in appearance, and was very handsome with fair skin and a rosy complexion. If it weren't for the Adam's apple on his throat, people would probably think he was a woman.

"It's alright, it's only right to be filial to one's parents."

Yue Buqun didn't think anything of it.

Last night, Lin Pingzhi's breakdown and sobbing were heard throughout the entire inn. Not only Yue Buqun and Jiang Ning, but also disciples like Lu Dayou could hear it. Some of them had also lost both parents and watched their parents die one by one. That feeling was indeed unbearable, and they could understand.

“Pingzhi, if you want to avenge your parents, you must practice your martial arts diligently from now on, just like your senior brother Jiang Ning.”

Yue Buqun's words to Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi nodded vigorously: "Yes, Master."