In front of the Zhen Guogong Mansion, two young men in Tsing Yi were sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.
Zhao Lin rushed back all the way without stopping, but when he arrived at the door of his house, he suddenly felt a little shy about being close to home.
We haven’t seen each other for a year. Are my mother and brother okay?
After hesitating for a moment, he stepped forward.
In the mansion, Zhao's mother, Zhao Shan and his wife, and their three grandchildren gathered together.
"Xiaoshan, how are you sending people to inquire? Is there any news about Lin'er?"
Mother Zhao held a stack of letters in her hand, and each letter was signed with the same name: Zhao Lin.
In fact, these letters were written by Zhao Lin before he left. He asked his housekeeper Tian Dabang to take out one every one or two months, assuming that he had sent it back from outside to reassure his family.
"No news about my brother yet."
Zhao Shan replied, "But don't worry, mother, my brother is a martial artist and will not be in danger."
"Mom doesn't know anything about Martial Ancestor. She only knows that Lin'er hasn't been home for a year."
Mother Zhao sighed, wiped the corners of her eyes, took out a letter and handed it over, "Xiaoshan, please help mother read this letter of faith again."
"Lin'er said he would be back before the beginning of winter, but now that we have seen the day, there is no news."
"good."
Zhao Shan agreed, took the letter, and read it aloud.
Zhao Lin was wandering in front of the mansion. Two young men turned around and looked over. One of them asked, "Who are you, this noble man?"
The two young men had been in the Zhao Mansion for less than a year and did not know Zhao Lin, but they saw that he had an outstanding temperament, good manners and a very respectful tone.
Before Zhao Lin could speak, the concierge came out and scolded: "You two don't work, what are you doing in a daze? Why don't you...ah!"
The porter was talking when he suddenly saw Zhao Lin. He was stunned and stammered: "Zhao... Duke!"
"It's me." Zhao Lin said calmly.
"Crack!"
The two boy's brooms fell to the ground together.
"The Duke is back!"
The concierge ran towards the main hall, shouting and yelling.
"Hurry up, what are you calling for?"
When Tian Dabang saw the concierge, he grabbed his collar and shouted sharply.
"The Duke is back, the Duke is back!"
The concierge was excited and incoherent.
"Ah, hurry up and inform Uncle Zhao and the old lady."
Uncle Zhao is Zhao Lin's elder brother Zhao Shan. Zhao Lin made great contributions to Dai Viet and became the duke of the country. His mother was granted a title, and his brother Zhao Shan also received the title of earl.
Tian Dabang gave the order and hurried to the gate of the mansion. When he saw Zhao Lin, he immediately saluted and said, "My lord, you are finally back!"
Zhao Lin smiled and nodded, striding into the mansion until he reached the main hall.
"Brother Lin!"
After receiving the report, Zhao Shan rushed out of the hall, stepped forward and hugged his brother, his eyes instantly turned red.
"Brother, I'm back."
Zhao Lin said with difficulty.
"Lin'er!"
Mother Zhao walked out with the support of the maid and called softly.
Zhao Shan quickly let go of Zhao Lin and brought his younger brother to his mother.
"Mother, the unfilial child has returned home."
Zhao Lin bowed his head.
Mother Zhao was trembling all over and was so excited that she couldn't speak. After a long while, she said, "It'll be good to come back. It'll be good to come back."
Then he asked again: "Are you still leaving when you come back this time?"
Zhao Lin had a sudden thought and said bravely, "I won't leave for the time being."
The old lady understood the meaning of the words and didn't say anything. She just sighed softly.
"uncle!"
"Uncle is back!"
Zhao Shan's two sons ran over and hugged Zhao Lin's thighs, one on the left and the other on the right, and kept shouting.
The two children have become sensible and know that Zhao Lin is the most powerful warrior in the world. They admire him extremely. Zhao Lin's words are more effective than their father Zhao Shan.
Zhao Shan's little daughter could also walk, and she timidly called out: "Uncle."
Seeing that the whole family was safe and sound, Zhao Lin felt relieved, wiped his face, and reached out to rub his niece's hair.
"Duke!"
Tian Dabang, Tao Zhuang and other old troops, as well as the leaders of the personal guards, came to see them one by one.
"You guys did a great job."
Zhao Lin gave a few words of encouragement and took his family back to the main hall to talk.
Zhao's mother missed Zhao Lin and kept holding on to his hand for fear that he would disappear again.
"Lin'er, please give me an idea. How many days will you stay here this time?"
"About ten days."
Zhao Lin was cruel and told the truth.
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.
Zhao Lin's heart was agitated and he wanted to bring his whole family to live in the Chenghua Sect, but there was a problem that was more troublesome.
Mortals living in the Chenghua Sect are divided into three, six, and nine classes. The areas where the families of new disciples live are quite ordinary and can only guarantee the most basic safety.
For example, Zhu Cong's parents live in Jueming Mountain, not far from Hanchi County, where Zhao Lin last eradicated locusts. Apart from the beautiful environment, all conditions are far from comfortable.
Zhao Lin has a high status in the mortal world, and his family is well-clothed and well-fed. It's okay for his mother, but his three nephews and nieces may not be able to adapt there.
Of course there are places better than Jueming Mountain, and there are many.
As long as they accumulate enough good deeds, the monk's family can live in the best mortal area, with abundant spiritual energy and rich products. Mortals can live there without worries and prolong their lives.
It's a pity that Zhao Lin only has one hundred and sixty good deeds on hand, which is far from enough for his family to live there.
Thinking of this, Zhao Lin decided not to tell his family about Xuanyuan Continent for the time being, and would take them there directly after he had accumulated enough good deeds.
My mother worked too hard in her early years and looks older. In fact, she is less than sixty years old. After these years of raising her, her body is still strong.
In this way, Zhao Lin settled down in his house and didn't go anywhere. He just stayed with his brother and mother, and occasionally played with his three nephews and nieces.
"Mother, here is a pill, please take it."
That night, Zhao Lin took out a small box from the lock bag. There was a light blue pill in the box.
"What kind of medicine is this? It smells delicious."
Mother Zhao said with a smile.
"YiShou Dan."
Zhao Lin handed the elixir to his mother's hand, stood up and poured a glass of water.
Alchemists in the world of immortality mainly refine elixirs related to cultivation, but monks also have relatives. In order to keep their family members healthy and live a long life, skilled alchemists will also refine some medicines suitable for mortals.
Yishou Dan is one of them.
Although this elixir is for mortals to take, all the medicinal materials are extraordinary. Zhao Lin obtained it with good deeds and spiritual stones.
"Mother, this elixir is extraordinary. Taking it will ensure your health and longevity."
Zhao Lin was worried that his mother would not be willing to eat it, so he fed her mother with his own hands.
"My son is the most filial."
Zhao's mother happily took the elixir without taking it seriously, mainly to make her son happy.
On the second day, Zhao's mother found that her legs and feet had become more agile and her body was lighter. She could walk without help, as if she had suddenly become ten years younger.
Everyone in the whole government was amazed.
Seeing that the elixir worked, Zhao Lin felt relieved. He went back this time to work harder and try to bring his whole family to the world of spiritual energy as soon as possible. (End of chapter)
