In the afternoon of the next day, the young man took advantage of his father's absence and secretly walked to the back mountain. Although his head hurts a lot, the more unbearable the pain, the more he doesn't understand and is curious, he doesn't understand who he is, and why those inexplicable memories appear in his mind.www.biquge.info Along the way, the warm sunlight shone on his body, not only warming his somewhat numb body, but also warming his confused heart.

Unconsciously, he had reached the top of the mountain, and the young man looked at the sun falling to the west in a daze, and wondered why others did not dare to look at the sun, thinking that the sun was dazzling, but he felt that the sun was so warm and comfortable, as if his relatives were watching him.

On the top of the mountain, the young man's eyes were firmly fixed on the sun in the sky.

At this moment, the young man's mind was flooded with those sleeping memories, and while fragments appeared, they did not bring a trace of pain, as if the light cast by the sun dispelled the discomfort from the depths of his soul.

Fragments of memories emerge, like a movie without a director and screenwriter, smoothly rising and falling in the teenager's mind, but more clearly, bloody and heavy, as if experiencing it himself.

The young man in his mind was on the city wall, in the night sky, in the midst of the army, watching the blood of his relatives around him splatter, watching the familiar faces become minced meat in the mouth of the devil, but he could not do anything but howl and cry, hissing and tearing his lungs.

"Hmm~Hmph~" The boy seemed to have difficulty accepting this heavy memory, his heart felt like it had been hit hard, and a muffled snort came out of his nose.

But before he could raise his head......

"Poof~" A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth again, and blood was gushing out of his nose, and the thick fishy smell in his mouth made him realize more deeply that the pain and reluctance from the depths of his soul, he became more and more unable to distinguish whether he was a tiger or who he was.

And at this moment, the two memories suddenly collided fiercely in the depths of his mind.

"Mother, I want to eat eggs." "Okay, our big hen just laid eggs today, Xiaohu, then you have to be obedient today." "Mmmm, mother, Huzi is very obedient."

"Young master, the old minister is no good, you go quickly, go quickly......" "Don't..., Uncle Quan!"

"Dad, how come a rabbit has two ears so big? I want it too. "Okay, that dad will often hunt rabbits for you to eat in the future."

"Third brother, take me to drink, I haven't drunk yet." "Okay, the third brother will take you to drink!"

"Xiaolan, you are so good to me, how about we get married?" "Okay, Brother Xiaohu, I'll wait for you at home."

"Chen'er, you must avenge our Ye family! Otherwise, our whole family will not be able to see it. "No, grandpa, don't go."

Two different memories collide violently, and the result of the collision is unknown, and I don't know whether it will merge or split.

The sun slowly sets over time, and the results are still not revealed.

The fierce collision is like the tide, rising fast, going fast, as soon as the sun is approaching the downhill, the bloody memory will precipitate, leaving that beautiful, Taoyuan mountain village memory.

The mountain breeze slowly came out, and the boy sat on the top of the mountain full of sunset, looking into the distance, but his heart was very complicated, he didn't know whether he was that special boy or a tiger in the village, and he didn't know why he was so different.

The boy with a bitter face slowly walked down the hill and returned home in the light of the setting sun.

It continued for days, and that memory awoke as the sun rose, accumulating as the sun slept. And the boy seems to be able to slowly control this change, and he has a clearer understanding of that special memory.

He knew that a memory seemed to be that a large family had died, leaving behind a young man named Ye Chen, who was seen as hope; Another memory is that a young man named Huzi is living happily in the peachy countryside, and there is a childhood sweetheart girl waiting for him to get married.

He was confused, he couldn't tell which one he was? Or are these two not him? So who is he?

One day at noon.

"Huzi, you will be sixteen years old in a few days, and your father plans to find the old man in the village to name you, what do you think?" After eating, the young man's mother took his hand and said.

"A name?" "Mother, don't I have a name?" The boy wondered.

"Silly boy, 'Huzi' is just your nickname, you have grown up and become an adult, and adults must have their own names." The young man's mother smiled and touched his head and said.

"Alright then, I'll just wake up early tomorrow." The boy nodded.

"Well, that mother wants to congratulate you, you have become a little adult in Yejia Village, hehe." The boy's mother smiled kindly.

"The Ye family... Yejia Village! Suddenly, those special memories in the young man's mind rolled up, a silent lightning bolt crossed the sky, and then a bright yellow light flashed in the young man's mind, this light was as warm as the sun, and there was an inexplicable intimacy, and finally this light slowly condensed and condensed into a yellow pearl.

All this came so quickly, and in the flash of light, a bead like the sun appeared in the boy's brain.

The young man didn't seem to react yet, but he was still sitting in the courtyard in a daze, but he was saying the word Ye family over and over again in his mouth, not knowing that there was an extra bead in his mind.

And the boy's mother looked at him lovingly, "Silly boy, people must have their own names when they grow up, you stupid boy." With that, he went out to work.

The next morning, the boy's father took him to the home of an old man in the village, who was the previous head of Yejia Village, very famous, and also the direct elder of the boy's family.

"Second uncle, I brought our tiger to see you," the young man's father knocked softly on the door with a chicken in one hand.

"Oh, it's Huzi's boy, okay."

"Crunch~" The door opened, and an old man with gray hair beckoned the young man and the two to enter the door.

The old man seems to have guests at home, and there is a child and an adult next to him, it seems that he should have come to find the old man to name him.

"Come, let me see what has changed in Huzi over the years." The old man looked at the young man's face and looked at it carefully.

"Well, I'm getting more and more heroic, and my appearance is getting better and better, I can see that Huzi will have a big future in the future, not bad." The old man commented slowly.

As soon as he heard the old man praise the young man who had just come, a farmer next to him said sarcastically, "Hehe, but I heard that Xiaohuzi seems to have been seriously ill recently, and he died with a headache when he had nothing to do." ”

The young man turned his head to look, only to see a cropper in a cloth coat looking at him with disdain.

"I don't think this kid is as good as my iron pillar."

"Ye Laosi, what did you say? Do you dare to say it again? "The young man's father is not easy to mess with, and the hunter who often goes up to the mountains to hunt is much stronger than the man in front of him, and he is full of confidence when he speaks.

"Humph! It's a fact, and when you look at Huzi, you must have killed too much. The crop Chinese character didn't admit it, and opened his mouth to scold.

"What are you two doing, you are such a big person, and you are arguing in front of children, it's really useless." "I think you're not even as good as other people's tigers," the old man sank his face and lectured the two of them.

"Look at it, the second uncle said that my tiger son will have a future in the future, and he will definitely be more promising than your child." As soon as he heard the old man speak for himself, the young man's father was very proud.

"Humph!" The dealer looked unconvinced.

"Come, Huzi, tell the second grandfather, what name do you want to call." The old man turned his head, didn't bother to pay attention to the two rough men, and asked the young man.

Looking at the old man's kind face, the young man's heart was already full of huge waves, and a voice full of majesty echoed in his ears.

"Your name is Ye Chen, I am the young master of the Heavenly Divine Court, the grandson of the old man Xitian Divine Emperor!"

"The original Yejia Village Huzi is dead, you are my grandson Ye Chen!"

"You are shouldering the heavy responsibility of reviving the family, condensing the vitality of millions of divine cultivators in the Divine Court, you, your name is Ye Chen!"

"Your father died on the battlefield, your brother died tragically, your mother died for you, your name is Ye Chen!"

"In the past, in order to leave the last trace of blood in my divine court, the old man blew up the holy body, became a machine spirit, and escaped from the pursuit of hundreds of millions of gods and demons with your soul, you are the Ye Chen of my Ye family."

The majestic voice echoed in the boy's mind, shaking the boy's soul and pulling him up from his confusion. The young man gradually recalled the scene when his grandfather took him to escape for his life in the dark, recalled his heart-rending roar on the ruins of the city of God, and tears flowed uncontrollably, and the pain that his parents and brothers died tragically in front of him, but he could only watch the pain return to his body.

With tears in his eyes, the young man looked at the kind old man in front of him, and said word by word, "Ye... Dust, my name is Ye Chen! ”

"Boom~" Suddenly a bolt of lightning swept through the sky, echoing through the heavens and the earth with a huge thunder sound. Immediately after, the rain poured down, and it seemed that all this sudden change was because of the boy's words.

The old man paused slightly, nodded and said, "Yes, this name is good, young man~ is a good name." ”

However, the cropper man next to him pursed his mouth and said with disdain, "Ye Chen? It's better to call it Ye Ash, this name is stupid, it's really not good. ”

"Ye Laosi! Are you looking for a pump! As soon as the young father heard the farmer's voice, he rolled up his sleeves and scolded.

The young man's face turned cold, his eyes showed repeated murderous aura, staring at Ye Laosi's eyes, pursing his lips and not speaking.

The middle-aged man was stared at by the young man, his face tightened, and he forgot to talk back.

The old man looked at the young man, nodded slightly, then poked his crutches the ground, and shouted at the crop man, "Ye Laosi, you are enough, look at how old you are, what are you talking about?" Do you look like an elder? ”

"Okay, that's it, Xiaohuzi, you go back first, let's call Ye Chen, I'll go and add your name to the family tree now." The old man sighed, turned around and said slowly.

"Hehe, Ye Chen~, Huzi, your name is good, it's so good, it's worthy of reading with the gentleman in the village for a few years." The boy's father was happy beside him, and he didn't seem to see the small change in the scene just now.

ps: Just a big blood change, how do you feel it, give a comment and suggestion, and thank you very much.