The Demon Venerable was holding a strange object in his hand.

This thing looked a bit like an inferior lady bronze jian, but the bronze one on the front was clearer and brighter than all the copper jians he thought he had ever seen.

His current face was reflected in the bronze jian, a boy who looked □□ years old, with a yellow face and thin muscles, a bloodstained strip of cloth oozing from the top of his head, and one eye that was black and swollen.

Two hours ago, he was pierced through the heart by Kong Yong with the Wujian Sword, and he looked at the person he trusted most with a cold expression, glaring at him with a gaze full of hatred.

"Kong Yong, you-" The expression of the Demon Venerable who deterred the martial arts of good and evil changed a few times, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"Devil, ten years ago, you killed more than 30 people of my Kong family, I endured it for ten years and finally got revenge today!"

Under the sword eyebrows, there were a pair of eyes that hated to cut him with a thousand knives.

"The Kong family......" He was stunned in his eyes, and frowned and thought for a moment as he endured the sharp pain in his chest, "There is no Kong family." ”

For a moment, Kong Yong's eyes were full of anger and anger, and he almost messed up his heart and blood.

"Why should Kong Shaoxia talk nonsense with him and kill this demon!" The so-called head of the righteous sect stood beside the elders of the evil sect, and they turned into the twin trees of the same qi and branches at this moment. They all accused him of his crimes, and shouted that he would be cut with a thousand knives.

Demon Venerable looked at the several sects in front of him, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. At that time, hundreds of members of his family were wiped out, just for the sake of the secret treasures handed down by his predecessors, and the young man who lost his money was taken in by the hypocritical sect, and then he was framed for stealing things, and was driven out of the sect, and even his meager skills were abolished by the sect master.

He sneered at all the sects present, and finally his eyes fell on Kong Yong, who was almost out of control, he wanted to open his mouth and followed me for ten years, why did he still not grow like this.

But before he could speak, he was shattered by the palm of the head of the Kongtong faction, and his whole body floated ten zhang away, and finally fell off the cliff and fell into the deep pool.

He thought he was going to die, but he didn't want to wake up and become the boy he is now.

When he woke up, he found himself wet, held in his arms by a middle-aged man in a strange costume, and shouted as he ran: "Follow, don't talk, Dad will go home first to stop the bleeding!" ”

He only felt a sharp pain in his forehead, but he remained awake, and the middle-aged man, carrying him home, lay him on a bed covered with yellow duck sheets, and then took a lot of things from the cupboard, first sprinkled some maroon red liquid full of wine on his wound, and then skillfully sprinkled it with the powder to stop the bleeding.

Disinfection and hemostasis bandaging, and the action is done in one go.

It turned out to be a Tulangzhong - he was slightly relieved.

His eyes fell on the four corners of the room, a half-worn wardrobe, a boxy table, and two bamboo chairs made of bamboo, and a strange portrait on some gray walls, this family must be poor, he thought to himself.

Lu Yecheng looked at his son's eyes and felt a little strange, he had just gone to the town to take medicine, but on the way back, he saw Lu Qiang from the same village running over to himself in a hurry and said, "Brother Lu, Lu Xun, Lu Xun fell into the river!" ”

His heart tightened, and he followed Lu Qiang to the place where the accident occurred, squeezed into the crowd, and found his son lying there with his head covered in blood, and his heart suddenly felt as if it had been cut by a knife.

"Yecheng, your son's head has been hit by a big rock at the bottom of the river, you should take him to the hospital quickly." The onlookers kindly reminded.

……

"Son? How are you feeling right now, are you dizzy? Lu Yecheng asked cautiously staring at his son's face.

But Lu Xun looked at him with an unfamiliar look, his eyes full of vigilance and uneasiness.

The next sentence made Lu Yecheng's brain snap and the power was cut off.

"Who are you and where are you?"

……

Lu Yecheng thought for a moment that his son had become a fool, and he didn't even cry when he hit such a big wound on his forehead, but he never expected that his son would actually have amnesia, he rubbed his messy hair fiercely, and asked for the fifth time: "Son, don't you really remember that I am your father!" Do you remember who you are!? ”

Lu Wuyuan shook his head, he couldn't and didn't want to explain his identity, he originally thought that he would definitely die, but he didn't expect that he would be reborn into this boy's body, since it was the destiny of heaven to let him live again, he would definitely use the name Lu Xun to live well.

Lu Yecheng stood up with a "swish", opened the door and ran out.

A thin old man with gray hair just came in the outer door, and this person was Lu Xun's grandfather, Lu Lianggui.

He just heard the news of his grandson's accident and hurried over, just when he saw his son coming out, he immediately asked, "How is Xunxun!" What the hell is going on! ”

"Dad-" Lu Yecheng is such a big person, and when he saw his old father, he suddenly choked up, "Follow him and hit his head, and I don't even know him!" ”

"What-" Lu Lianggui suddenly felt that he was a little out of breath, and his feet were stunted, and he almost fell.

"Dad, you take care of it first, I'll go out and borrow some money." Lu Yecheng rushed out.

Lu Lianggui walked into the house and found the gauze on his grandson's forehead, and he suddenly felt distressed.

"Follow, how did you get this! Why are you so naughty, why don't you go home after school to play by the river! ”

Lu Lianggui first taught a few words with full confidence, and when he saw that his grandson didn't pay attention to him, he asked tentatively: "I'm your grandfather, do you remember me?" ”

Lu Wuyuan just glanced at him a few times, and before he could think of what to say, he heard a sound of footsteps, Lu Yecheng rushed in from the door, and then said to Lu Xun's grandfather while packing up his things: "Dad, I'll take Xun Xun to the hospital in the county seat for an examination." ”

After speaking, he picked up Lu Xun and went out directly in the direction of the village.

Lu Wuyuan sat on Lu Yecheng's lap, feeling a little stiff, he was sitting in a rectangular iron box with four wheels at the moment, what made him curious was that this box could move forward automatically without any horses in front of him.

The scenery outside the window was like a tide rushing backwards, and the houses on both sides of the road were tall and strange, bearing no resemblance to the white walls and red tiles of his dynasty.

The little girl sitting next door kept staring at Lu Wuyuan's forehead curiously.

Lu Yecheng said to Lu Wuyuan: "Son, if you feel dizzy, go to sleep, at least two hours before you get to the county seat." ”

Lu Wuyuan didn't want to sleep, but this body was a child after all, and he was still injured in the head, and he finally fell asleep in the long silent car.

……

"Doctor, how is my son?" Lu Yecheng asked with a worried face.

"According to the examination report, there is no bruising in the skull, as for why the memory is lost, the internal structure of the brain is very complicated, or which cranial nerve is implicated by the concussion, although the probability of memory loss is very low, it can also happen......"

The doctor glanced at Lu Wuyuan, and there was some consternation in his eyes, this child was injured and didn't cry or cry out in pain, this is a bit abnormal.

"Is it possible for his memory to be restored?" Lu Yecheng hurriedly asked.

"It's up to him, we are not omnipotent doctors, but he is still young, and many people can't remember anything before the age of seven or eight, so you have to worry about being a father for a long time." The gray-haired doctor has some chatter, but his heart is still good.

"The wound has been treated, remember to change the dressing every two or three days."

Seeing that Lu Yecheng followed the doctor out to get medicine, Lu Wuyuan immediately got up from the bed, and stood by the window with some curiosity to look at the scenery outside the tower, this place should be the medical hall of this world, the old man in mourning clothes just moved around on his forehead with tweezers and scissors, so that he almost couldn't help but want to be bloodthirsty and kill.

The windows made of transparent materials can not only block the wind and rain, but also keep the house bright, Lu Wuyuan looked at himself reflected on the glass window in a trance.

Thin and fragile body, Heavenly Court is full of facial features, and he should not be a lewd rat when he grows up.

And the most important thing is that this kid is a good bone for practicing martial arts.

In his previous life, because he was abolished by his master, he couldn't practice the orthodox internal martial arts, and he could only practice the Xuanmai Nine Turns Demon Gong that reversed the meridians.

In this life, he will not touch the demonic skills, but change to other internal skills, just to strengthen his body and protect the people around him; He doesn't want to live a life above 10,000 people, he just wants to be an ordinary person in this life.

After Lu Yecheng took the medicine, he wanted to squat down and hug Lu Xun again.

Unexpectedly, his son dodged his arm, Lu Yecheng was stunned, lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Lu Wuyuan's gaze fell on Lu Yecheng's arm: "What's wrong with your hand." ”

From the moment Lu Wuyuan woke up, he found that this man's right hand had been severely wounded, and he couldn't straighten it and couldn't exert his strength.

A trace of gloom flashed in Lu Yecheng's eyes, and he immediately explained: "When Dad was young, he accidentally broke his arm. ”

After speaking, he didn't want to say more, so he changed the topic and said: "Haven't you always wanted to eat KFC, Dad will take you to eat." ”

……

Lu Wuyuan didn't know if it was because the food in this world was so unpalatable, or if it was just this KFC that was so unpalatable, such a greasy and flour-coated thing was so popular, and they actually waited for a long time to find a place when they went to eat it.

"Follow-up, you're not eating?" Lu Yecheng looked at the chicken leg that was bitten by his son, in fact, he didn't like to eat this thing, and he rarely let his son eat this, but because his son had been nagging in his ear for a long time before, he still brought him to eat.

Lu Wuyuan shook his head and reluctantly took a sip of the hot milk in the cup.

Lu Yecheng didn't mind eating the chicken leg that Lu Xun had bitten into, and then packed the rest of the stuff, planning to take it back for dinner.

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