Chapter 101: Family Fall

Excluding one of the three, the remaining two could no longer pose a threat to Lin Mu.

Lin Mu easily got rid of the two, then identified the direction and flew towards Yanman City.

Yanman City is just a small city with less than 100,000 people, located in a remote location of the ancient Tang State.

Yanman City is surrounded by numerous villages, some large and some small, some with only more than ten households, and some with hundreds of households.

Lin Mu's home is in an inconspicuous village outside Yanman City.

Lin Mu performed the "Wind Control Technique" and flew over villages one by one. Wherever he passed, there was a quiet and peaceful scene, with smoke rising from several households.

The disaster brought by the famine five years ago has long been gone. People work from sunrise to sunset as usual, and their lives are as peaceful as water.

Only the densely packed graves in the barren fields tell the tragedy of the famine that year. The graves have long been covered with green grass, which is more than half a person tall and lush. Some graves even grew small trees naturally. After five years of wind and rain, the trees were more than ten feet tall. However, no one had ever taken care of these trees. The branches were crooked and the branches were slanting out, which made them look more desolate.

Lin Mu flew over one village after another, and his mood became heavier.

Lin Mu's speed became slower and slower, until a village with more than a dozen households appeared in front of him, but he did not dare to fly forward.

This village was Lin Mu's hometown. Lin Mu clearly remembered the location of his home, the second one at the east end of the village.

Lin Mu landed, his appearance returned to its original state, and he came to the entrance of the village, but he did not dare to take a step forward.

He was afraid of being close to home. After years of expectations, he realized it in one day. Facing the door of his home, Lin Mu did not dare to step in. He was afraid that the result would be different from what he imagined. The numerous desolate graves shocked him.

Several half-grown children were playing at the head of the village. The crisp children's voices reminded Lin Mu of his childhood, and the laughter was pleasant to the ears.

Lin Mu didn't recognize any of these children, and none of his childhood friends showed up.

Lin Mu hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind and walked towards the village entrance.

A group of children saw a strange big brother entering the village, and they all surrounded him curiously.

Lin Mu was dressed in green and had a kind face. These children were not afraid of strangers at all. A child of seven or eight years old, who had reached the age of receding teeth and had lost two front teeth in his mouth, spoke with a lisp. He was very brave. He grabbed the corner of Lin Mu's clothes, looked up and asked, "Big brother, where are you from?"

The child spoke with a lisp and his articulation was not very clear, but Lin Mu heard it clearly. Lin Mu's heart ached and he almost cried.

Lin Mu forced himself to hold back his tears, squatted down, and said to the child: "I'm not from anywhere, I'm from this village."

The child asked innocently: "Then why haven't I seen you before?"

Lin Mu smiled and said: "Because I went out to play and just came back."

The child seemed to understand what Lin Mu meant, and a hint of expectation appeared in his pure eyes. He asked: "Is it fun outside?"

Lin Mu was speechless for a long time, squatting in the same place, and his mood could not calm down for a long time.

Is it fun outside? Lin Mu asked himself.

The child smiled, missing two front teeth, and laughed in a leaky voice: "Big brother, you are crying, why are you crying, I didn't hit you."

At this time, a simple and honest voice came from a distance.

"Shitou, come back quickly for dinner."

The child heard the voice and hurriedly said to Lin Mu: "My father called me home for dinner, you should go home too."

After the child said to Lin Mu, he ran back happily.

Lin Mu stood up, wiped away his tears, and saw the child running to a young man in his twenties.

Lin Mu looked at the fat young man, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

The fat young man also recognized Lin Mu at a glance, but in his memory, Lin Mu was too different from that year, and he did not dare to recognize him.

But Lin Mu shouted in surprise: "Fat Huai, is it you?"

Fat Huai was excited, and finally confirmed that this person was Lin Mu. He ran over and said with a smile on his face: "It's me, you are still alive, it's great."

Lin Mu took Fat Huai's hand and smiled: "You are the same as before, you haven't changed at all, you are still so fat."

Fat Huai's eyes were full of tears, and he choked and said: "You are still alive, you are still alive. I heard from my third uncle that you went to become an immortal. I didn't believe it at the time. I thought you were starved to death."

Tears overflowed from Lin Mu's eyes again, and he smiled: "I left too hastily at that time, and you were not in the village, so I didn't say goodbye. You say goodbye. "

Pang Huai said excitedly: "I ran to my second aunt's house. My second aunt opened an inn at the foot of the imperial city and needed help. I was away for three years. After I came back, I learned that there was a famine in my hometown. I thought you were dead at that time. Now you are back, everything is over."

Lin Mu pointed at the child without front teeth and smiled: "Is this your child? He is so big now."

Pang Huai smiled naively: "He is almost eight years old. This child is very naughty and more clingy than I was back then."

Lin Mu smiled and wanted to ask Pang Huai about the situation at home, but he opened his mouth several times and no sound came out.

Pang Huai was stunned and said hurriedly: "Go home quickly. If Third Uncle knew you were back, he would be so happy. I'll ask my wife to kill a chicken and send it to you. I'll ask Third Aunt to stew it and give you a good nourishment."

Lin Mu breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and a big stone fell from his heart.

Both parents are still alive.

Lin Mu hurriedly said to Pang Huai: "Don't bother, go back and have dinner. I'll visit you when I'm free."

After that, he ran quickly to his home.

When he arrived at his door, the mottled courtyard wall had been in disrepair for many years and was about to collapse. The wooden door had been weathered for a long time and was also shaky. The house looked dilapidated.

A strong smell of medicine wafted out of the yard, and there were bursts of green smoke.

Lin Mu pushed the door and entered.

A middle-aged woman in the yard was boiling medicine, adding firewood with her left hand and fanning herself with a cattail leaf fan with her right hand from time to time. She looked haggard and thin, with a few strands of white hair on her temples, and a coarse cloth dress full of patches.

Lin Mu's heart ached, tears rolled down, and he shouted, "Mom."

The middle-aged woman turned around and saw a young man in his twenties standing in the yard. It was clearly her son who had left home for five years.

Lin's mother had no reaction and stood there in a daze. She didn't even notice that the firewood in the stove had gone out.

Lin's mother stared at Lin Mu with two lines of tears flowing down her face, crying bitterly.

Lin Mu hurriedly stepped forward to help his mother up and asked, "Where's my father? Are you all right?"

Lin's mother ran into the house and said to Lin's father who was lying on the bed, "Dad, our Lin Mu is back."

Lin's father lay on the bed with his eyes closed, and said weakly, "Mom, don't make me happy. I know I'm going to die, and I won't be able to see Lin Mu before I die."

Lin Mu followed his mother and walked into the house. The family was bare and poor, and the room was filled with the strong smell of medicine.

Lin Mu stood in front of his father's bed, tears streaming down his face, and said, "Dad, I'm back, I'm back."

Father Lin opened his eyes with difficulty, slowly turned his head, and looked at Lin Mu standing in front of the bed. Who else could it be but his son?

Two lines of turbid tears flowed down his cheeks, and Father Lin burst into tears and choked up, saying, "I didn't expect that I could see you again before I died."

Lin Mu hurriedly bent down, held his father's hand and said, "Dad, don't worry, you will get better, I won't let you die."

Mother Lin felt hopeful and asked, "Son, do you think your father can get better? Doctors within a radius of more than ten miles said that your father would not live long, and I could only boil some medicine for him every day to maintain his life. Your father was looking forward to seeing you again before he died. God has mercy on you, you are finally back."

Lin Mu said firmly, "Mom, don't worry, I will save Dad. I also thank God for letting me come back so timely and not causing irreparable regrets. How did you survive the famine?"

Father Lin wanted to speak, but Mother Lin stopped him: "You are too ill now, it is not appropriate to talk too much, let me speak."

After that, she turned around and said to Lin Mu: "The famine was caused by a severe drought. All the grains in the fields dried up and died. Later, an immortal came and made a ritual to bring rain, so we escaped the famine. Pang Huai came back in time and brought us three buckets of rice, which helped us survive the three months without food."

Lin Mu said: "I have to thank Pang Huai for coming back."

Mother Lin asked with concern: "How did you learn from the immortals? Why did you come back now?"

Mother Lin suddenly reacted: "Are you not good at learning and were driven back?"

Father Lin also looked at Lin Mu expectantly, fearing that he would hear bad news.

Lin Mu hurriedly comforted her, "No, mother, don't worry. I came back this time with the permission of the head of the sect. I have been practicing hard in the sect for five years, and now I have made some achievements. The head of the sect specially asked me to come back to visit."

Lin's mother was relieved and said happily, "That's good, that's good. Your father and I don't ask for anything else, we just hope that you live well."

Lin Mu said, "Now that I'm back, not only do I want to live well, I also want you to live well. I have to cure Dad's illness first."

Lin's mother was overjoyed and said, "Can your illness really be cured?"

Lin Mu checked his father's body and found that his father just lost too much blood and qi, which might be due to overwork. He only needed to take good care of himself and he would be able to get out of bed and walk within a month. Those doctors said that there was no cure. They were really a group of quacks who harmed people.

Lin Mu turned to his mother and said, "Dad must have been overworked before he fell ill, right?"

Mother Lin nodded and said, "Your father works alone on the more than ten acres of land in our family. I always persuade him not to work so hard, but he never listens. He says that if he doesn't grow more food now, he will die of starvation at home without anyone to take care of him when he is old."

Lin Mu's heart ached and he almost cried again.

Lin Mu comforted her, "It's fine now. I'm back. You don't have to worry about the future. I will treat my dad right away. He will be well in less than three days."

Mother Lin nodded in surprise and showed a long-lost smile.