Shi Potian travels through Linghu Chong

Chapter 2 I am really their senior brother (Please read~Please collect~)

"enough!"

Seeing the crying getting more and more intense, Yue Buqun's face darkened and he shouted sternly: "This is the ancestral hall of my Huashan Sect. It is a place to worship the heroic spirits of the ancestors of all generations. It is not a place for you to cry!"

When the crying stopped, everyone was silent, not daring to make a sound.

Yue Buqun looked around and continued, "Life and death are common in the martial arts world. Your eldest brother just suffered from soul separation syndrome and temporarily forgot about the past. It may be cured in the future."

"If you can't even bear this, how can you support the righteousness of the martial arts world and fight against the evil sect in the future?"

"After you go back, think about this carefully! Chong'er, come in with me!"

The disciples looked ashamed and remained silent in thought.

Shi Potian clapped his hands vigorously and shouted, "Good! Well said! Very well said!"

Everyone looked over at the same time, with a look of surprise on their faces. They also felt that what the master said was very good, but wasn’t this reaction a little too exaggerated and fake?
Shi Potian explained hurriedly: "When I was at the market, those who were drinking tea and listening to the opera would applaud like this when they heard the wonderful parts. Uncle, you are more imposing and majestic than those who perform opera."

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Yue Buqun was stunned for five seconds before he came to his senses. His face turned pale and blue, and he was so angry that he could hardly speak: "You...you..."

Shi Potian saw Yue Buqun's angry face and realized that he had said something wrong. He scratched his head and asked, "Did I say something wrong? Uncle, why are you angry?"

Suddenly, Shi Potian seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized: "Oh, I understand! Uncle, you want to give me money, right?"

This is the case with the actors on stage. The more tips they get, the happier they are. If they get no tips, they will be unhappy.

Shi Potian reached out and began to feel around his body.

Yue Buqun only felt the blood rushing up, he gasped for breath, his arms trembled constantly, and veins on the back of his hands popped out.

Even though he knew that Linghu Chong had soul-leaving syndrome and his memory was disordered, he still had the urge to kill him with one blow and clear out the whole clan!

"Chong'er."

Ning Zhongze quickly stepped forward and held Shi Potian back, fearing that he would really throw the money at Yue Buqun. He then pleaded with Yue Buqun, “Brother, Chong’er has soul separation syndrome. He is not…”

"I know. Bring him in."

Yue Buqun took a deep breath, turned around and walked into the inner room.

Shi Potian was somewhat resistant.

This uncle is too fierce. I was clearly praising him, but he was still so angry.

Ning Zhongze saw what Shi Potian was thinking and said softly, "Don't be afraid. I'll go in with you. Once you're in, just don't say a word."

Yue Lingshan wanted to follow in, but was stopped by Ning Zhongze: "Your father wants to check your senior brother's health, and you must not be distracted. You should go back first."

Yue Lingshan had no choice but to stop, but she had no intention of leaving at all.

The other Huashan disciples did not dare to disobey their master's orders, but were unwilling to leave, so they all retreated to the courtyard outside the Youshoubuwei Pavilion, anxiously and quietly waiting for the result.

As soon as Yue Buqun entered the inner room, he sat cross-legged on the futon. When Shi Potian came in, he said with a dark face, "Sit in front of me and stretch out your hands."

Yue Buqun still felt angry, but he was more worried and anxious.

Linghu Chong is not only his disciple whom he has raised since childhood, but also the most outstanding and only second-generation disciple of Huashan Sect who has mastered Hunyuan Qigong. He has always been trained as the next generation successor to the sect leader.

If something goes wrong, it will affect the future of the entire Huashan Sect.

Shi Potian sat down as he was told and stretched out his hands.

Yue Buqun placed his palms against Shi Potian's, circulated his internal energy, and a purple aura grew on his face. A stream of purple energy slowly entered Shi Potian's body and flowed along his meridians.

Although Yue Buqun has mastered the Zixia magic skill, he can only be considered to have mastered it. For him, practicing the Zixia magic skill consumes a lot of energy and it is difficult for him to sustain it.

On weekdays, Yue Buqun mostly used Hunyuan Qigong instead of Zixia Divine Art.

But at this time, Yue Buqun no longer cared about so much, and injected Zixia true energy into Shi Potian's body continuously as if it was free of charge.

The whole process lasted for half a quarter of an hour.

Yue Buqun withdrew his internal energy, and the purple light on his face gradually dissipated.

Shi Potian looked at the sweat on Yue Buqun's forehead and the fatigue on his face, and blurted out: "Uncle, although you are a bit fierce, you are also a good person."

Yue Buqun was stunned.

He has received many evaluations in his life, such as gentleman, hero, master...

But this is the first time I’ve been called a “good guy”.

"You kid..."

Ning Zhongze laughed in silence, and his worries were relieved. He looked at Yue Buqun and asked, "Brother, how is Chong'er?"

Yue Buqun said: "Except for the memory disorder, there is no problem with my body. It couldn't be better!"

Seeing Ning Zhongze's disappointment, he comforted her, "Junior sister, Soul Separation Syndrome is an extremely rare disease. I have never learned medical skills, so it is normal that I could not find the problem. Tomorrow I will take Chong'er down the mountain to Xi'an and ask Divine Doctor Su to take a look."

Ning Zhongze said: "That's the only way."

Shi Potian couldn't help but interrupt, "Uncle, aunt, I'm not sick. You got the wrong person. I'm not Linghu Chong."

Yue Buqun ignored him and said to Ning Zhongze, "Junior sister, take him back to rest." He closed his eyes, breathed in and out, and recovered his internal strength.

Ning Zhongze led Shi Potian out of the inner room.

Yue Lingshan couldn't wait to step forward and ask.

Ning Zhongze made a gesture to her to keep quiet, and quietly closed the door of the inner room, and whispered: "Shan'er, let's talk outside. Where are your brothers and sisters? Have they all gone home?"

Yue Lingshan said: "They are all outside."

Ning Zhongze was not angry, but rather felt relieved.

Yue Lingshan couldn't help but approach Shi Potian and asked in a low voice: "Big Brother, do you really not remember me?"

Shi Potian shook his head, but did not say anything like "I'm not your senior brother". He didn't want to make them more worried and sad.

There are things that are not done outside the pavilion or in the courtyard.

When all the Huashan disciples saw the three men coming out, they immediately surrounded them and started talking about Shi Potian's situation.

"Master's wife, how is the senior brother?"

"Big Brother, do you still remember me? I am Shi Daizi!"

……

"Keep your voices down! Aren't you afraid your master will come out and punish you?"

Ning Zhongze's words scared everyone so much that they quickly shut their mouths and just dared to look at her eagerly.

Ning Zhongze then said, "Your eldest brother is in good health, he just forgot the past. Tomorrow your master will take him down the mountain to see a doctor."

Ning Zhongze was worried that Shi Potian had forgotten the past and something might happen to him, so he simply settled him in Yousuobuweixuan so that he could take care of him nearby.

"Liang Fa, Lu Dayou, go clean up the side rooms and take care of your senior brother. Everyone else go back and rest. I will let you know when I have any news."

"Shan'er, you too, are not allowed to disturb your senior brother."

Shi Potian was used to being casual and although he felt that Ning Zhongze and the others had recognized the wrong person, seeing that it was getting late, he did not say anything more and followed Liang Fa and Lu Dayou into the wing room, preparing to clarify the matter tomorrow.

"Big Brother, please sit here and wait. We will clean it up right away."

Liang Fa and Lu Dayou were afraid of irritating Shi Potian, so even though they had a lot to say, they didn't dare to say or ask too much. One of them tidied up the bed and bedding in the room, while the other went back to Linghu Chong's room to get him some clothes to change into, and fetched some water for him to wash up.

Shi Potian walked to the basin of water and was about to put his hand in when he froze there, as if struck by lightning.

What was reflected on the water was a completely unfamiliar young face, with a rectangular face, sword-like eyebrows, thin lips, fair skin, and delicate features. He first showed an expression of shock and disbelief, and then as he raised his hand to touch his face, he also put his hand on his face.

"This this……"

Shi Potian's eyes widened, and he suddenly thought of his completely different voice. He was so horrified that his body couldn't help but tremble.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and pulled his shoulder open, only to find that his shoulder was smooth and the teeth marks left by Dingdangdang were gone.

Then he lifted up his trouser legs, revealing his thighs were also smooth, and the hexagonal sword marks left by the Snow Mountain Sect were gone.

Shi Potian felt that the world was spinning. He was so frightened that he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Even though people had mistaken him for someone else in the past, at least he was still himself, with the same face, voice, and body, except that there were some inexplicable marks on his body.

But this time...

He seemed to have really become a different person!

My whole body is completely different from before!
"Chong'er?!"

Ning Zhongze was packing his luggage in the room for his trip down the mountain tomorrow when he suddenly heard the crying. He was startled and hurriedly got up and went to the side room.

"Chong'er, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Zhongze had never seen Linghu Chong look so frightened and terrified, as if the whole world had abandoned him.

She felt extremely distressed, and stepped forward to hold Shi Potian in her arms, gently patting his back like she did when they were little: "Chong'er, don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! Master's wife is here, nothing will happen! Nothing will happen!"

Shi Potian had been beaten, kicked, scolded and abused by his mother (actually his adoptive mother) since he was a child. He had never received such tenderness and love. His crying gradually subsided and he choked up and said, "I am not myself anymore... I am not myself anymore..."

Ning Zhongze was confused and looked at Liang Fa and Lu Dayou who were standing beside him.

Lu Dayou said in panic: "I saw that the eldest brother's face was very dirty, so I fetched a basin of water for him to wash it. As a result, the eldest brother suddenly started crying."

Ning Zhongze looked at the basin beside him.

The light shone on the water, reflecting her face.

Ning Zhongze understood instantly, his heart ached and he almost burst into tears. Did Chong'er even forget what he looked like?

"Junior sister."

Yue Buqun was also startled by the noise and walked to the door of the wing room.

Ning Zhongze shook his head at Yue Buqun, signaling him not to ask any more questions. He then winked at Liang Fa and Lu Dayou beside him, asking them to go back and rest.

She continued to pat Shi Potian's back, and comforted him softly, "It's okay, it's okay! It's okay! No matter who you are, Linghu Chong or a bastard, I am your master's wife!"

Before Shi Potian traveled through time, Linghu Chong had been kneeling for a day and a night and had been beaten with more than a dozen sticks. His body was already exhausted. At this time, he had experienced great emotional ups and downs. He was soon exhausted and fell asleep in Ning Zhongze's arms.

Ning Zhongze waited until Shi Potian fell asleep before carefully putting him back on the bed, covering him with a quilt, turning off the lights, closing the door, and returning to the bedroom with Yue Buqun.

Without outsiders around, Yue Buqun no longer hid his emotions and frowned, "What happened to Chong'er just now?"

Ning Zhongze said: "Chong'er can't even remember his own appearance. He was shocked when he saw his reflection in the water."

Yue Buqun's heart sank. This soul-separation syndrome was more serious than he had imagined!
Can Chong'er's disease really be cured?

What if it can’t be cured?
Ning Zhongze saw what was on her husband's mind and said, "I have long regarded Chong'er as my own child. No matter what happens, I will not abandon him."

Yue Buqun could only comfort her: "Junior sister, don't worry too much, Chong'er's illness can definitely be cured."

Shi Potian slept very deeply, and when he woke up, it was already bright outside.

Shi Potian sat on the bed for a moment before he suddenly remembered what had happened. He looked around, stood up and walked quickly to the bronze mirror.

The unfamiliar young face still appeared in the mirror.

Shi Potian pinched himself hard.

Not dreaming...

It's all true...

Shi Potian stared blankly for a long time, his face full of confusion: "Am I really their senior brother Linghu Chong? Mother, old uncle, Ding Ding Dang Dang, Ah Xiu... are they all fake?"

Click!

Suddenly there was a noise outside, followed by a thud, as if something heavy had hit the ground.

Shi Potian suddenly came to his senses, opened the door, and a gust of cold wind blew in his face, making him shiver and become alert.

Outside, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the north wind was howling, and snowflakes as big as goose feathers were falling. Everywhere you looked was covered in silver.

The heavy snow had obviously been falling for some time, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated in the yard.

The noise just now was made by a cypress tree outside the yard that could not bear the weight of the snow and broke, falling to the ground.

"Chong'er, are you awake?"

Yue Buqun and his wife were also startled by the noise and came out.

Yue Buqun looked at the sudden heavy snow and frowned: "I'm afraid we can't go down the mountain today."

Shi Potian said hurriedly: "Uncle...Master...Master, Master's Wife, my illness is not serious. I can go back to see a doctor in a few days."

Ning Zhongze's eyes lit up: "Chong'er, do you remember?"

Shi Potian shook his head and said, "I can't remember anything about the past. I just... I just feel that I might really be Linghu Chong."

Ning Zhongze saw Shi Potian's confused and painful expression, and hurriedly said, "Child, don't worry. If you can't remember it, just forget it and take your time. I made some porridge for you, come and drink it."

The Huashan Sect has a large cafeteria where the disciples eat.

Ning Zhongze has his own small kitchen.

Shi Potian didn't know what politeness meant. His stomach was growling with hunger. Seeing Yue Buqun still standing there, he asked, "Master, don't you want some porridge?"

Yue Buqun said: "I have already eaten."

Shi Potian said "Oh" and walked in.

Yue Buqun: “…” I always have the urge to slap him!
Ning Zhongze quickly brought a bowl of porridge, three steamed buns and a plate of pickles and placed them on the table.

Shi Potian was good at cooking and he could tell at a glance that the porridge had been cooked for at least two hours. Moreover, in the cold winter, it had to be stirred from time to time to prevent the porridge from getting cold and mushy.

Shi Potian's heart was filled with gratitude. When he picked up the bowl, his right hand trembled slightly and he actually spilled some of the porridge.

"careful!"

Ning Zhongze reached out and took the porridge to feed him.

Shi Potian quickly drank the porridge in big gulps, and then wolfed down the steamed buns and pickles, saying repeatedly: "Delicious! Really delicious!"

Ning Zhongze smiled and said, "Before you..."

She wanted to say, "You didn't like to eat such light food before," but suddenly remembered that Shi Potian had soul-leaving syndrome and had forgotten everything in the past, so she stopped and looked at Shi Potian nervously, fearing that he would be upset.

Shi Potian asked curiously, "What in the past? Master's wife, can you tell me about Ling... about my past?"

Ning Zhongze was relieved to see that Shi Potian showed no signs of illness, and said with a smile: "It's great that you are willing to listen. When I first met you, you were still a little beggar..."

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