Chapter 9 Ten-day deadline

"No!——"

I woke up from a nightmare again. This is the eighth time I woke up from the same dream.

I don't know why there was a tingling in my heart when I saw the man in white's last smile. The man in white gave me a sense of déjà vu, but I tried to recall it, but I couldn't think of him. Master often says that there is a destiny in the dark. What does this lingering dream have to do with me? I recalled everything I experienced and didn't find anything or person that had anything to do with this dream. Forget it, when the flower fails, it will come true and follow the fate.

I took a long breath to calm down my restless heart. I looked out of the window. The sun had just risen, and many people were busy in the yard. Lin Zhong also began his daily morning exercise. Now I can't sleep again, and the sun has come out. It's time to get up. I took off my sweaty pajamas, put on my white clothes and walked out.

I walked to the door of the villa and stopped. I looked up at the sky. It was another bright day. Everything should come to an end tonight. I'll wait for you.

My thoughts returned to reality, and I rushed into the morning light outside the house and walked to the forest where I was practicing boxing. I stopped aside and looked carefully at the boxing road in the forest. Lin Zhong didn't notice me. I kept practicing in my forgetfulness. Every move is powerful and seems to be able to smash everything. With gusts of boxing, I can feel the energy brought by boxing in the Taoist forest. Fortunately, he practiced boxing on the grass. If it was on the land, it would be dusty now.

Soon, Lin Zhong finished practicing. Seeing that Lin Zhong had finished his work, I walked over with a smile and said, "Good morning, Uncle Lin."

Uncle Lin wiped his sweat and replied with a smile, "Good morning."

I said, "Uncle Lin, I saw you practicing boxing today, which is more refined than the other day. Congratulations!"

Uncle Lin pretended to have a bitter face and said, "I'm old. Now I'm the world of your new generation. The Yangtze River is pushing forward. I can break through the middle of the spiritual ferry and reach the late period by peeking at your martial arts competition. It's really embarrassing to say."

I smiled and said, "Uncle Lin, you are too arrogant. If it weren't for you, my parents might have suffered a lot. I thank you here." With that, he bowed sincerely to the forest.

Lin Zhong hurried forward to stop me and said, "This is all I should do. My master has saved my life, and I am natural to repay him."

I raised my body and said, "He has saved your life. You should protect him. I am my father's son. You have protected my father. I thank you."

Lin Zhong was stunned. He didn't expect me to think so. This is by no means the thinking that a 16-year-old boy should have. Seeing my sincerity, he couldn't help smiling with relief. He said, "My master is so blessed to have such a good son as you."

I joked, "Uncle Lin, I thought you were praising me."

Uncle Lin laughed when he heard the words. After laughing, Uncle Lin looked up and down at me as if he wanted to see through me. For a long time, he said helplessly, "I practiced martial arts at the age of three. From the beginning of Zhenqi, it took me 15 years to break through the engraving period the day after tomorrow, so that my master praised me as a genius. I used it for ten years from the early to the middle of the day after-day Lingdu, which was still because of my adventure. I stayed for 13 years in the middle of the day after-day Lingdu until the breakthrough a few days ago. Except for the geniuses of those worlds, I have entered the country very quickly, but compared with you, it is really different. A 16-year-old innate seal master, a 20-year-old innate seal master, as long as this news spreads out, I'm afraid it will shock the whole martial arts. I really don't know what kind of master can teach an apprentice like you! Young master, your master must be a hermit master, right?

Looking at Lin Zhong, who wanted to know the answer, I smiled and said, "Uncle Lin, don't call me the young master again. I'm very awkward to hear it. Just call me Xiaomo like my parents. My master should be a hermit. I don't know his name. I've called him master since I was a child. All I know is that he is very powerful. With my current kung fu, I can't do under him.

Lin Zhong was shocked and said, "So awesome! There are really people outside, and there are mountains outside the mountain. By the way, big... Xiaomo, where's your master?" Linzhong is also a cheerful person who doesn't care too much about a title.

I shook my head and said, "I don't know. I haven't seen him since we separated, and I don't know where he has gone." Thinking of the master, I haven't seen him for two years, and I can't help but miss the days when they cheated each other in the valley. Master, where are you now?

Uncle Lin saw that I fell into memory and knew that I missed my master and comforted me, "If your master knows that you have found your biological parents, you will be very happy."

Hearing Uncle Lin's words, I came to my senses and said, "I think I will." This is really uncertain. In my impression, the master won't really care about anything, except for cheating me. His true portrayal is "not surprised by favors and humiliations, watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; he goes and stays unintentionally, looking at the clouds in the sky". One day "goes to the poor water", he will "sit and watch the clouds rise" without leaving a distraction in his heart. This state of mind is where I admire him the most.

Time flies away in my chat with the forest. When the sun rose very high, Uncle Lin and I went into the house for dinner.

I still talk to my mother during the day. When I spoke, I found that my mother was a little absent-minded, and I understood it with a little thought. Mom is worried about Dad and me, and everything will end tonight. In fact, my mother's worry is not necessary. Dad has found evidence, and the battle between me and Bai Wuchang is just a struggle, but if these things are not handled well for a day, my mother can't rest assured. When I spoke, I tried to let my mother down, but it didn't seem to have much effect. Everything that begins will have an end. Let everyone draw a good ending tonight.

In the evening, after dinner, my parents and I sat in the living room and waited for what was going to happen. Xian'er was coaxed upstairs to sleep. Xian'er is sometimes very smart. She can understand what adults mean. She won't make trouble when she can't make trouble. Time passes by minute by, and the white impermanence is still not yet arrived, and we are still waiting.

Dad said, "I got the news today that Huang Dawei and his men died and were killed in his villa on the outskirts of the city."

Mo asked in a frennie, "Who killed him?"