Tuk Tuk, "Qi'er, can you open the door" He Ming waited for a long time and still didn't hear any movement in the house, and then knocked on the door again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just when He Ming wanted to knock on the door for the third time, he only heard a rattling sound, and the door slowly opened. A young face full of tears met He Ming's eyes.

"Brother Muzi~" Qi Er shouted, hugged He Ming tightly as if he had found a support, and then cried again.

"Qi'er, don't cry" At this time, He Ming's voice was also choked, he touched Qi'er's head, and his heart was extremely melancholy. In this way, Qi'er cried in He Ming's arms for more than an hour before gradually stopping.

"Brother Muzi, teach me spells, I want to cultivate the truth! Qi'er wants to become stronger! Protect the people I want to protect! Qi Er's words were amazing, making He Ming puzzled, "Xiuzhen? I've heard Uncle Qi mention it, but I won't, why would Qi Er say that? He Ming thought secretly, his expression slightly puzzled and embarrassed.

Qi Er also noticed He Ming's complexion at this time, and said with a frown: "Brother Muzi, I heard from my uncle and aunt, a huge phantom appeared behind you at that time, and then killed all those bad people in an instant, if you are not a cultivator, then who else can you be, Brother Muzi, I beg you, teach me, Qi Er no longer wants to see his relatives hurt." At this point, Qi'er's eyes moistened again.

"I... I... I really don't know how to cultivate," He Ming said at a loss.

"Brother Muzi! You lie! Qi'er didn't believe He Ming's words at all, and said angrily.

In fact, Qi Er was not the only one who thought He Ming was a cultivator, even most people in the town thought so. Because everyone found out that He Ming's strength was infinite and his skills were vigorous, they all thought that He Ming was either born with divine power or used to be a practitioner, but it wasn't until the magical scene of He Ming killing that group of villains happened that day that everyone agreed that He Ming was a cultivator, after all, mortals can't do such things.

Looking at Qi Er's angry expression, He Ming had no choice, so he carefully told Qi Er about the fact that he was unconscious at that time and didn't know why. Finally, I didn't forget to add, "Actually, I don't know if I've ever been a cultivator, but I really can't remember it now." ”

After listening to He Ming's words, Qi'er pondered for a moment, and then gradually began to believe in He Ming, after all, He Ming had never deceived him, plus He Ming had amnesia in the first place, maybe it was really as He Ming said just now that he was really a cultivator before he lost his memory, but now he doesn't remember anything.

Although Qi'er didn't get the result he expected, and he was a little disappointed in his heart, his eyes suddenly became firm at this time, and he raised his head to look at He Ming, and said apologetically: "Brother Muzi, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now, but Qi'er must cultivate the truth!" I'm going to the Heavenly Gate Sect! ”

"Heavenly Gate Sect?" He Ming's heart was shocked again, and some information about the Tianmen Sect quickly flashed through his mind, these were all lessons that Uncle Qi had to make up for He Ming at the dinner table when he had nothing to do.

Tianmen Sect is located on the top of the mountain in the North Ridge, is one of the ten major sects of Shaxing, famous, the disciples in the door mainly look at the heart and perseverance, as for the talent is secondary, so every time the Tianmen Sect recruits disciples, the people who seek to study are like the city.

"It mainly depends on the heart and perseverance, it seems that this is the reason why Qi Er wants to go to the Tianmen Sect." He Ming recalled the information of the Tianmen Sect and thought secretly, but at this time, He Ming also remembered the distance between this place and the Tianmen Sect, and couldn't help but worry: "Qi'er, the Tianmen Sect is more than a thousand kilometers away from here, how can you go as a child?"

After He Ming finished speaking, Qi'er looked at He Ming with questioning eyes on the spot, and said anxiously: "Brother Muzi, won't you accompany Qi'er?" Although Qi'er and He Ming haven't been together for a long time, for some reason he has a sense of affection for the person in front of him, now that his grandfather is gone, Muzi is his only relative, and his only reliance now.

"I..." Qi'er's words made He Ming finally face this dilemma again. Don't accompany Qi'er to go, although the town has its own protection, but what should Qi'er do, I swore before I came, I must raise Qi'er in this life, and I don't want to let Qi'er climb mountains and wade to such a far place alone, in case of danger, then I will be even more sorry for Uncle Qi; If you accompany Qi'er to Tianmen Sect, maybe Qi'er can really worship under his door and become a cultivator, then he is worthy of Uncle Qi, and Qi'er will not have to worry about food and clothing in the future, and maybe he can use Qi'er's light to retrieve his lost memories through the cultivator's magical powers.

"Qi'er, I'm going to discuss this matter with the mayor" After constantly thinking and making choices, He Ming finally popped out this sentence, in fact, in He Ming's heart, he never dared to admit that he was biased towards going to Tianmen Sect, after all, this had extremely important implications for Uncle Qi's guilt in his heart and the possibility of his memory recovery. And the reason why he wanted to discuss with the mayor may be to have peace of mind, if the mayor regretted what he said at that time and tried his best to keep He Ming, He Ming was also afraid that he would have a headache and would be difficult to make a choice.

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