"Uncle, are you leaving?"
Zhong Ling was a little reluctant to give up.
This mysterious uncle who looked young but not young gave her a very cordial feeling. Although they had not been together for a long time, she felt inexplicably sad when they were separated now.
As a child, who doesn’t want to have more elders who treat him or her like a treasure?
Although this strange uncle always wants to be his father, as long as he doesn't go to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations to break up his family and there is no one around, this father is not impossible to recognize.
"I have a lot on my plate and can't stay here forever."
Song Xuan stroked the Lightning Mink, looked at the trembling little guy, and said with a smile: "Look at this little thing carefully, biting people indiscriminately can easily cause trouble."
"By the way, you must not tell anyone about your practice of the Beiming Divine Art. At least you must not expose it until you have successfully practiced it. Otherwise, you will cause great disaster to yourself."
Song Xuan rose up in the air and waved his hand towards her, "Little girl, go home early. The world is dangerous and not as simple as you think!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xuan had a thought in his mind, and his sword rose straight up, a hundred feet away in the blink of an eye.
"Uncle!"
Zhong Ling was a little anxious, "Dad!"
"Can we meet again in the future?"
"Ha ha......"
Hearty laughter came from the distance, "Come with the wind and sword to slay demons in the world, little Ling'er, if we are destined to meet again, we will meet again!"
Watching the streak of light disappearing into the sky, Zhong Ling felt a little disappointed. If it weren't for the silk scroll recording the Beiming Magic Technique and Lingbo Weibu still hidden in her arms, she would have thought she was dreaming.
What happened in the past two days was so dreamy.
She met an uncle who was a swordsman, called him her father, and was given a great blessing by this mysterious father. These things were simply too mysterious. Even in her dreams, she had never dared to do it before.
"No, you have to go home quickly!"
Various thoughts flashed through Zhong Ling's mind, and she desperately wanted to go home. There were some things she needed to ask her mother.
She is young, but not stupid. She has basically guessed that her father, Zhong Wanchou, may not really be her biological father.
Thinking of this, she felt a sense of shame in her heart.
Her father, Zhong Wanchou, worked hard to raise her, but as soon as she left home, she recognized another father. She was really an unfilial daughter!
She staggered and pushed Lingbo Weibu, and cooperated with the Beiming Divine Technique to launch it. At the end of the day, she actually had some appearance. Although it was incomparable with Song Xuan's ability to transform into dozens of afterimages in an instant, but The speed of traveling is also much faster than before.
When it gets dark, Zhong Ling returns to the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations.
At the entrance of the valley, father Zhong Wanchou was standing at the door. When he saw her coming back, the anxious look on his face disappeared.
"Dad, I'm sorry!"
Looking at this father who had loved him so much since childhood, Zhong Ling felt guilty.
She is not a good daughter. At such an old age, she still wants to run out and play all day long, which worries her father.
She had never felt anything in the past, but this time, feeling guilty and looking at her old father's kind eyes, she burst into tears.
Her father had suffered too much grievance, but she didn't dare to speak out about it, otherwise the family would break up immediately.
"Just come back, just come back!"
Seeing his precious daughter crying with tears in her eyes, Zhong Wanqiu felt heartbroken, "Have you been wronged outside? Tell daddy, and daddy will go and find a place for you!"
"No, no." Zhong Ling quickly wiped away her tears, "Dad, where is my mother?"
"Your mother..."
Before Zhong Wanchou finished speaking, he heard the sound of jade pendants clashing in the valley, and then a woman walked from a distance.
This woman was wearing a light green silk shirt. She was about thirty-six or seventeen years old. She had a delicate face and her brows were vaguely similar to Zhong Ling. She was the head wife of the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, Gan Baobao.
"mother!"
Zhong Ling glanced at her mother with a complicated expression. In the past, she was somewhat afraid of this mother. They said they were a loving mother and a strict father, but she was just the opposite, a loving father and a strict mother.
Since I was young, I was often beaten by my mother because I was not serious about studying and practicing martial arts!
But at this moment, she no longer had the fear she had in the past towards this mother who had always been strict. Instead, she felt a little more resentful.
This emotion was very complicated, and for a while, she couldn't tell what the reason was.
"You still know how to come back!"
Seeing Zhong Ling, Gan Baobao sneered, "You are not young anymore, and I don't want to do anything to you anymore. Come with me into the house, and let us have a good talk today."
As she said that, she glanced at Zhong Wanchou, with a trace of impatience in her eyes, "Don't stand in the way, my daughter is back, hurry up and prepare dinner!"
"Okay, everything will be according to my wife's wishes!"
Zhong Wanchou grinned. He was ugly, but he married a beautiful daughter-in-law. He had been treating her like a goddess all these years.
In this Valley of Ten Thousand Calamities, as long as the word Duan is not mentioned, he will be happy to do whatever his wife asks him to do.
Even if he was scolded and beaten, he still felt very happy.
After Zhong Wanchou left, Gan Baobao led Zhong Ling into the inner hall. After closing the door, he looked at his daughter calmly.
"You have something on your mind. You can hide it from your father, but you can't hide it from me. Tell me, what happened when you went out this time!"
Zhong Ling was silent, staring at her mother's face that was very similar to her own. She endured it again and again, but finally couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Mom, who is my biological father?"
"What!?"
Gan Baobao, who originally had a calm and condescending attitude, became obviously flustered, and his eyes subconsciously looked toward the door.
"What are you talking about? Did you hear any rumors outside?"
Zhong Ling ignored her and thought to himself: "I met someone in Wuliang Mountain yesterday. He was handsome and young, but he didn't feel like a young man to me.
The aura and power in him are much stronger than that of my father, the Valley Master. "
Gan Baobao's heart tightened, as if he had thought of something.
Zhong Ling continued: "When he heard that I was the daughter of the owner of the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, he looked a little strange, and then asked me a question."
"What did he ask you?"
Gan Baobao spoke eagerly, looking very anxious.
Zhong Ling puffed up his cheeks and said angrily: "He asked me, what should I do if Zhong Wanchou is not my biological father!"
"Also, he wants me to call him daddy!"
Gan Baobao sat down on the bed with a thud, his heart beating loudly, and he looked at his daughter tremblingly, "Did he ever say a name?"
Zhong Ling shook his head, "No, I forgot to ask."
Gan Baobao frowned, "That man is very handsome?"
Zhong Ling nodded.
"Is his martial arts very high?"
Zhong Ling nodded again, "Very tall, at least much taller than my father!"
Gan Baobao said eagerly again: "He has an extraordinary bearing. He seems to be in a high position with great power?"
Zhong Ling hummed, "Yes, I didn't know what it meant to be in a high position, but I naturally knew it the moment I met him.
Even if there is no one around in the barren mountains and ridges, as long as he stands there, he has a special bearing of looking down on the people and holding power! "
Gan Baobao let out a long sigh of regret, her face looked happy, sad, and a little angry. At this moment, she didn't look like a woman who was nearly forty years old, but more like a girl who was pregnant with her spring.
A red cloud flew up to her cheeks, her eyes were blurred as if she was reminiscing. After a while, she slowly recovered her thoughts and looked at Zhong Ling with some embarrassment.
"Ling'er, if nothing unexpected happens, what you see should be your biological father!"
