Bai Qingyang patted his chest with both hands, and didn't want to promise directly:

"Boss, don't worry, as long as I can help, I will do my best!"

Yu Lin patted Bai Qingyang's shoulder with satisfaction and briefly said:

"I need you to participate in a live variety show instead of me."

Bai Qingyang: "No problem - wait a minute? ”

Yu Lin handed a business card of Cheng Chen to Bai Qingyang, and smiled comfortingly at the little white tiger with a confused face:

"This is my agent's phone number, I founded a studio not long ago, Xiaobai, you can participate in the show as my artist."

Bai Qingyang took the business card and was full of confidence: "Okay!" Guaranteed success of the mission! ”

Qing Yan, who had just arrived not long ago, looked at the back of Bai Qingyang leaving, and said to Yu Lin in confusion:

"Door master, why do you want to send Bai Gongzi to a variety show?"

Yu Lin looked at a group of people who were still in a coma not far away, "First, it is to completely dispel their doubts, after all, according to their ideas, if Xiaobai is a real white tiger, it is absolutely impossible for me to send people to live variety shows in a grand manner."

The second is...... I have a hunch that that day is coming, although I can continue to record without me, but for the sake of Director Li's hard work, I should take the initiative to send a guest over. ”

Yu Lin smiled at Qing Yan and changed the subject: "How is Shen Xuan's side?" ”

Shen Xuan has made a lot of big moves in the General Bureau these days, so Qing Yan went back to help for a while, and when the dust basically settled, he hurried over from there.

Qing Yan: "Minister Shen has already pressed back several deputy bureaus who jumped out before, but because of the lack of key evidence, he has not been ruthless, and the team sent out to attack the organization's headquarters before has also returned, but it has not suffered too much damage, but most of them have been injured, but fortunately, the other side is also greatly injured." ”

Yu Lin nodded, and Yu Guang saw the two of them walking towards him, and did not delve into this topic.

Zhu Fu limped, walked with difficulty with the support of his cousin, and arched his hand at Yu Lin:

"The master of the door, the head of the house, please come over."

Yu Lin motioned for Qing Yan to leave first, and then asked as if unintentionally as he followed:

"I don't seem to see the old men?"

The people outside came to the door, but the head of the family still did not appear.

This time, Zhu Fu was rarely silent, but Zhu Yan replied on his behalf:

"Uncle is guarding the secret treasures of the family together with the other elders."

Hearing this, Yu Lin's brows furrowed slightly.

Soon, under the leadership of the two brothers, Yu Lin was led into a building that resembled an ancestral hall.

In the center of the room, the elders of the families, who were not young in countenance, were meditating on the futon with their eyes closed.

If you look at it with your heart, you can feel the faint spiritual power emanating from each person's body.

The old man in the middle slowly opened his eyes, first looked at his injured son and nephew on the side, and then put his eyes on Yu Lin's body.

Zhu Fu is in his Chinese New Year's Eve, and his father, the current head of the Zhu family, is only nearly sixty years old.

In addition, cultivators don't look old in the first place, and they generally look like they're in their forties or fifties.

But the one in front of Yu Lin looked like dead wood, his skin was full of old surroundings and ravines, his eyes were cloudy, and he was about to rot wood.

Not to mention that he is sixty years old, even if he is ninety-one hundred, he has no sense of disobedience.

Zhukong Cheng bent his back, walked slowly in front of Yu Lin, stood still, and said in a loud voice:

"Please stretch out your hand."

Yu Lin did as he was told.

Zhukong Cheng took out a silver needle and stabbed it lightly at Yu Lin's fingertips.

A drop of blood dripped from Yu Lin's fingertips and fell vertically towards the ground.

Blood splattered on the ground, like drops of water flowing into the water, and disappeared in an instant, leaving no trace.

In the next second, there was an extra name on the stone tablet engraved with the names of all the people in the clan.

Under the vein of the green kites, the word Yu Lin appeared out of thin air.

Zhukong City finally breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Yu Lin and smiling kindly, but his eyes revealed a strong sadness:

"Welcome home, child."

This is a complete recognition of Yu Lin's bloodline identity in the various families.

After saying this, Zhukong City was reluctant to say more about this matter, and turned sideways to signal Yu Lin to take a step:

"The master of the door, please, all the empty cities, there are important matters to discuss with the master of the door."

Zhu Fu was very conscious, and pulled his cousin to turn around and leave:

"Father, Xiao Yan and I are guarding the door."

Zhukong Cheng nodded, turned and walked towards his futon.

With the sound of the door closing, Yu Lin followed the old men to the center of the room.

The elders in the middle finally opened their eyes slowly, witnessing this scene silently.

Zhukong Cheng walked to the stone stele, took out a spiritual trick in his hand, and used a small Qimen array to open the hidden drawer under the stone stele.

The sound of unlocking was heard and was evident in the extremely quiet room.

Zhukong Cheng took out a small jade square seal from the drawer, turned around and handed it to Yu Lin:

"This is what the first master of Xuanqing Sect deposited here with my ancestors. Now in this world, there is no better person in charge of this object than the master of the door. ”

If Zhu Qingkite hadn't left the Zhu family back then, then the next head of the Zhu family now would probably be her.

Yu Lin is the current master of the Xuanqing Gate and the descendants of the various families, and it is indeed true that Zhukong City is right to say this.

After handing over the things, the whole person of Zhukong City was completely loosened, and after Yuzhang left the original dark grid, a faint spiritual power fluctuation came from the air.

At the same time, everyone who had been meditating cross-legged on the ground reacted.

Zhukong Cheng held on to his crutches and stood firm, refusing Yu Lin's hand that he wanted to reach over to help him, looked at the void and muttered:

"This can be regarded as the return of the goods to their original owners......"

He supported his body and looked up at Yu Lin, the folds on his face had deepened a lot in just a few tens of seconds, and this person was even more old:

"Yu-Door Master, time is running out, when the right time comes, the door master will know how to use it, and I won't continue to delay the door master's time."

After explaining what should be explained, Zhukong Cheng lowered his eyelids, and only moved his mouth after a while, and his voice was so small that it was imperceptible:

"I'm sorry for your mother, I'm sorry for the green kite......"

If it wasn't for his stubbornness......

Yu Lin paused, looked back at Zhukong City, and said lightly:

"The deceased has passed away, and I can't accept the apology on behalf of my mother, and I ask the heads of the family to mourn."

Zhukong City's eyes turned gray, but he heard Yu Lin's voice again-

"But if your mother saw you now, she would probably be sad too."

Yu Lin bent his eyes and smiled: "It's hard for you to guard this thing, old man." ”

Good night~

(End of chapter)