Chapter 86 Return Home

  Compared with other places where people are rejoicing at others' misfortunes, Qili Gou is shrouded in a thin mist of sorrow.

  The final battle is imminent, but there is still no sign of Lin's return. The so-called great play is about to begin, but the main character is nowhere to be seen, how can the rest of the people continue to perform?

  In this martial tribe's world, ordinary people can live in hiding and endure humiliation to preserve their lives. However, as a leader, a future tribal chief, one represents the entire tribe. Absolutely cannot be timid, cannot be weak and cowardly. In everyone's consciousness, as a tribal chief, one can only die standing upright with a loud noise, but cannot kneel down and live in hiding. Lin Heng is their future tribal chief, is the impression representative of Qili Gou, or said to be the banner of Qili Gou.

  They are not afraid of losing because it is just a difference in strength. However, they cannot be faithless and retreat at the critical moment, as this has nothing to do with strength but represents the person's character.

  If Lin Huan, the future head of the tribe, shirks and flees as rumored, Qili Gou will completely lose its dignity in front of outsiders from now on, and it will be hard to hold its head high.

  The sunset glows red on the horizon, and the Qili Gorge is shrouded in a huge silence and heavy atmosphere.

  Inside the ancestral hall, there were Clan Leader Huo Tianzhao, several clan elders, including Lin Yang's father.

  Two months, a total of sixty days, Lin Heng was like a stone sinking into the ocean, silent and soundless. They both bore enormous pressure on their shoulders. Tomorrow is the day of the final battle, and the entire Qingniu Town is speculating that Lin Heng might abandon Qili Gou and his family, and escape alone.

  They were unwavering because they believed in their vision, — Lin Heng was not a weak person.

  But why is Lin Huan nowhere to be found? Will his ascetic practices really make progress?

  An elder of the tribe walked in and said, "The latest news from all the hunters who went to meet them within sixty miles of the edge of Manghu Mountain has been sent back, but there is still no sign of Lin."

  Everyone's eyes, which were full of expectation and shining brightly, suddenly dimmed, all returning to their previous despair.

  "You think Lin Huan will encounter some unpredictable dangers on Mount Manghu? Otherwise, with his character, he wouldn't have lost contact?"

  The clan leader, Ho Tianzhao, looked distracted and nodded after a moment: "Perhaps it's as you said. There have been rumors outside, but from my understanding of Lin Heng, I believe he is not the kind to betray his promises."

  Lin Yao saw the patriarch's trust in his son and was immediately grateful: "Thank you, Patriarch, for trusting Lin Lang. I have raised him for 18 years and understand his character perfectly. He failed five times to verify his identity, suffered from discrimination, but he never gave up. Even when he was almost struck by lightning during the fifth verification, he still charged forward fearlessly. I believe he will not bring shame to our Lin family or the Seventh Valley!"

  "If he is really afraid of death and dares to abandon the lives and dignity of the whole village, then I, Lin Yeo, will be the first to expel him from the Lin family! And I will do it in front of all the clan leaders." Lin Yeo's eyes showed a determined color.

  Huo Tianzhuo waved his hand and said: "Lin Kuang is my choice, this responsibility doesn't need you to bear."

  "I also think that Lin Huan is not such a person. But just now, the scout reported that there was no sign of Lin Huan within sixty miles of Manghu Mountain, and tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle. Even if he rushes back overnight, I'm afraid it will be too late?"

  "Alas, hopefully he can make it at the last minute, but all signs indicate that Lin's chances of appearing on time are becoming increasingly slim." Everyone understood in their hearts.

  The clan leader, Huo Tianzhao, waved his hand and said: "Everyone go back first, for now the only plan is to wait. Tonight, no one should rest, if Lin Heng returns, I will send someone to notify you at the first time."

  Tomorrow's battle will decide the fate of Qili Gou's prosperity or decline.

  They had intended to discuss tomorrow's details in detail tonight, but as of now, the main characters are nowhere to be seen, what's there to talk about!

  Lin Yaohui returned home with a heavy heart. If we say that Lin Huan was late in returning, the one who bore the most pressure was none other than him.

  As Lin Huan's father, his son bears a heavy responsibility, and this matter originated from the Lin family. If this matter is not resolved, or if Lin Huan really does not live up to expectations, like the rumors of fleeing far away, then the Lin family will become the eternal sinners of Qili Gou.

  Things have developed to this point, and the clan leader and several elders still trust Lin Heng so much. He feels grateful, but only feels more pressure.

  "Lin Hang, you must make an effort and not bring shame to the Lin family."

  "Grandpa is back!" Xiaoying rushed out of the house, saw Lin Yao, and opened her small hands like a little bird flapping its wings towards the door.

  Lin Yao suppressed his worries and picked her up, exchanging his expression for a smile: "Little Ying'er is so clever, why are you still out at night? Where's your mother?"

  "Xiao Ying said in a childish tone: 'All the little friends said that Xiao Shu would be back today, so I asked my mother to bring me here. It's been a long time since I saw Xiao Shu, and I miss him so much. Grandpa, it's getting dark, when will Xiao Shu come home?'"

  Lin Qingpeng stepped out and saw her father's empty back, unable to hide her disappointment.

  Nowadays, public opinion says that Lin Heng borrowed the name of bitter cultivation to go far away. When it comes to this younger brother, from the previous genius praise to the current intentional and unintentional contempt, the treatment has changed suddenly. From her personal point of view, she hopes that Lin Heng can keep his life, but at the same time, she also knows that as the successor of the clan leader, if he avoids fighting and speaks against his will, it would be unreasonable.

  Lin Yaoqiang smiled and comforted her, saying: "Don't worry, your brother-in-law will be back soon, and when he is, I'll get him to roast sweet potatoes for you."

  Xiao Ying is innocent and cheerful, and as soon as she hears it, she can't help but feel happy.

  "The sweet potatoes roasted by my little uncle are too delicious. In addition to the sweet potatoes, I also want my little uncle to make me a big kite. A very, very big kite that flies high in the sky..."

  "Let him make a big kite for this little rascal..." Lin Yao smiled and nodded, surrounded by his children and grandchildren, enjoying the joy of heaven, making him slightly forget his troubles earlier.

  Xiao Ying stretched out her two small hands, making a big gesture: "The big kite is flying in the middle of the sky, so high... you see, just like that big bird..."

  Xiaoying pointed at a black figure in the sky behind her, gesturing vividly.

  "Kites can't compare to big birds..." Lin Qingru smiled, wanting to take her from her father's arms, following her pointing hand to see the shadow in the sky getting closer and closer, her expression suddenly froze.

  Xiao Ying'er saw clearly that figure and said in a childish tone: "Grandpa, the one in the sky doesn't seem to be a big bird, it seems to be a person..."

  Lin Yao was struck by his daughter's expression, and after listening to Ying'er's words, he turned back to look, and suddenly became stunned.

  "Grandpa, grandpa, that big crow seems to be little uncle. Little uncle is flying back, little uncle is flying back!" She clapped her small palms excitedly.

  Lin Yao and Lin Qingxiang were left with a blank mind... Lin Heng... Lin Heng, Ling Kong Yu Wu? A third-grade strongman????

  Under the lamp light, misty air surrounded him, Lin Huan sat in the "Tiangui" given by "Duobao Fang", his body soaked in the rolling hot water, scrubbing away the dust and dirt on his skin inch by inch.

  Entering the Manghu Mountain for nearly two months, one can also bathe in those large rivers, but how can the icy and numbing river water compare to the warmth of mother's boiled water? Moreover, this 'Tiangang' is a precious instrument that not only keeps hot water at a constant temperature but also has a great effect on the martial artist's inner strength.

  The warm air wafted, bringing a soothing comfort that was hard to resist. Lin Heng didn't know if it was the calming effect of the treasure on his internal energy or the warmth of being back home that made him feel especially relaxed and at ease. Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep in the bathtub.

  It was also unknown how long he had passed out before being startled awake by a gentle knocking at the door.

  He patted his forehead and busied himself with taking a hot bath, leaving the family members outside waiting for him to report back.

  PS: Thanks for the reward from "bedside three pairs of shoes" children's shoes.

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