Chapter 940: Wanwan’s Parents

He never expected that his master would ask him to draw a picture for them.

Although he refused, he felt indescribably honored.

At the repeated insistence of his master and his wife, he gently held the paintbrush and danced on the paper.

At that time, in his painting, the master and his wife's eyes were full of love for each other.

Later, Lu Jingming realized that Wanwan was already in his master's wife's belly at that time, and what he had actually drawn was a picture of their family of three!

For some reason, the scene of that day was clear and forever imprinted in his mind.

That day, the master was wearing a simple and elegant robe with a black belt around his waist, which made him look quite majestic.

But in fact, Master has always been a person who likes to laugh.

Even such solemn attire could not conceal his kindness towards his disciples.

And the master's wife is as gentle as water.

They knew that the master's wife's kung fu was not inferior to that of the master, but most of the internal affairs of the Tianji Sect were actually handled by the master.

Most of the time, the chef’s wife would learn to cook and prepare some food for them.

Although sometimes the food prepared by the master's wife is indeed a little hard to swallow.

But for these disciples, this is encouragement from their master.

Therefore, although the training in the Tianji Sect is a bit hard, it is really warm and happy for these disciples.

Lu Jingming's gaze fell on the scroll again, and the man standing next to his master always seemed to have a serious look on his face.

After so many years, he could still remember how strict this man was to his disciples, but at that time, they just thought he was a strict master.

Actually, he is not the master of these disciples.

According to the elders of the tribe, his son was lost when he was young, so his personality is somewhat eccentric.

He has always been alone.

Naturally, there were also some people in the clan who supported him and were eager to obtain his martial arts.

At the request of the master, he opened a school for these disciples to study.

If that incident had not happened, in Lu Jingming's eyes, this person would be his master's best friend.

It was him who joined forces with Yin Binghe to attack the Tianji Sect.

He is the traitor, Lin Jiuyan.

Lu Jingming saw it clearly at that time.

However, he had already died in the sea of ​​fire, and became a burial object along with his master and mistress.

After hearing what Lu Jingming said, Wanwan took a step forward and walked to the side of her fourth senior brother, standing on tiptoe, wanting to take a look at the appearance of the painting.

Although she had seen her father and mother's appearance in her master's study, to be honest, it was just a quick glance.

Now that the painting was of her father and mother, she naturally wanted to go up and take a look.

"Then, what about this other person?" Only then did she realize that there were actually three people in the painting.

But like her two senior brothers, she was also somewhat familiar with this man.

No wonder the two senior brothers were here just now, staring at this place!

As Wanwan finished her words, Lu Jingming's gaze fell on Lin Jiuyan in the scroll again. He seemed to be cast under a spell and immediately froze in place.

Feeling that her senior brother did not speak, Wanwan surprisingly turned her gaze away from the scroll and looked at her senior brother beside her.

She was surprised to find that her senior brother, who was always gentle as water, was now filled with strong hatred.

She roughly guessed the man's identity.

Moreover, Wanwan had clearly seen the half-broken jade pendant on the man's waist from the painting.

I think it must be the person I saw in the mirror of the past.

To confirm, he asked again.

Brought back to reality by Wanwan's questioning, Lu Jingming said in a heavy tone: "Wanwan, this person is the traitor of Tianji Sect and an old friend of your father and mother, Lin Jiuyan."

Ji Rong and Shang Zhi followed Wanwan all the way, so they naturally knew about this traitor of Tianji Sect.

So Shang Zhi immediately asked, "Lin Mosheng's father?"

Although they did not mention it for a long time, they had already concluded that Lin Mosheng was the son of the traitor of Tianji Sect.

After all, the jade pendant cannot be fake.

After all, the damaged jade pendant was clearly Lin Mosheng's.

"Lin Mosheng?" After hearing Shang Zhi's words, Lu Jingming asked in surprise.

Wanwan didn't tell him about these things, so he didn't know about them.

Could it be that Wanwan and they found his son?

Moreover, the name of the person they were talking about was Lin Mosheng, which was indeed the same surname as Lin Jiuyan.

The name Lin Jiuyan has not appeared in my mind for a long time.

I will never forget it in this life.

In an instant, Lu Jingming felt a little hatred surging into his brain. He reached out his hand and held Shang Zhi tightly, as if waiting for his reply.

Seeing Lu Jingming's questioning intention, Shang Zhi suddenly realized that he might have said something wrong.

He hesitated and looked at Wanwan beside him.

I didn't know whether I should say this out loud, as if I was waiting for Wanwan's approval.

Wanwan pulled Lu Jingming's sleeve, and then motioned Shang Zhi to squat lower. Following Shang Zhi's movement, she stretched out her hand and pointed at the jade pendant on the man's waist.

"Senior Brother Lu, I have seen this jade pendant before."

"It was on the waist of a disciple of the Longyin Sect. I suspect he is this man's son."

After hearing Wanwan's words, Lu Jingming was silent for a moment.

He muttered, "Speaking of which, the disciples of our Tianji Sect are all ranked by the character Jing."

Thinking of this, he shook his head: "But come to think of it, he was still very young when he left home, and he might have forgotten his own name."

This surname may just be a coincidence.

Moreover, Lin Jiuyan had been searching for his son for half his life, but he never expected that he was in the world of immortal cultivation.

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on his face, and he looked at Wanwan helplessly: "How is he now?"

"Dead." Wanwan was extremely calm when she said this.

This Lin Mosheng, whether he is the son of this traitor or not, he has paid the price for his actions.

Master often says that the affairs of the previous generation should not be involved in the next generation.

So even if Lin Jiuyan was not involved, Lin Mosheng had done all kinds of bad things.

Hearing that he was dead, Lu Jingming was somewhat disappointed.

Ji Rong was originally helping to pack up things in the yard. When he saw a few people gathered together in this room, he also wanted to join in the fun, so he walked quickly over here.

Naturally, he also leaned over to take a look at the appearance of the scroll.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed directly at Lin Jiuyan in the painting: "This person looks a bit like Jing Xiao."

As soon as Ji Rong said this, Shang Zhi and Qin Xiuyan were slightly stunned, and then they both nodded quickly.

Even Lu Xingwan was the same; all three of them had a look of sudden enlightenment on their faces.