Chapter 1 Crossing does not give context
"Young master, wake up quickly, the head of the family has something to do with you. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
"Oh, don't pretend to be dead, someone came to the Spirit Hall last night, saying that your spirit book has been repaired, and the state of suspended animation will last until this morning at most, and now it's noon, you should have slept enough, right?"
"Young master, don't blame Momo for talking too much, the head of the family has already complained a lot about your harassment of Miss Gongsun, if you go against him again, I'm afraid the Council of Elders will use the topic again. β
Lin Mu heard a rush in his ears, and at the same time felt that his soul seemed to return to his body, but what about this shaky feeling of being pushed by others?
Slowly opening the eyelids, the scene that greeted the pupils was not only a dazzling array of embroidered purses, but also a delicate-looking girl from the corner of her eye.
The little girl was surprised, no, it should be said to be a surprise, and she looked at Lin Mu ecstatic and a little incredulous.
"Young Master, you're awake! Oh my God, thank you so much to the merciful Holy Lord! Momo can finally rest!"
Seeing the little girl's cheering and slightly reverent appearance, Lin Mu became more and more confused, he sniffled and smelled a faint fragrance.
Looking around, I realized that I was in an unfamiliar room, and any furniture in this room was very different from the interior decoration style that Lin Mu was familiar with, and it was quite antique.
"That girl, I should be the owner of this house, but why did I spend the night in my own house and wake up in someone else's house?" Lin Mu thought suspiciously.
But the next moment, Lin Mu's mind suddenly flooded into a strange memory that seemed to flow for a long time, unlike many novels where the protagonist is squeezed out of the migraine by flood-like memories as soon as he passes through his brain, Lin Mu suffers some pain, but only a little, much easier than ants biting the cuticle.
After a slight peep, Lin Mu was surprised to find that he seemed to have crossed over.
Of course, crossing is not a big deal, just yesterday when the server changed drastically, Lin Mu also expected that this might happen, he was an orphan in his last life, although the game called for wind and rain to guide the country, but in the impetuous steel city, he was very lonely, and now although he crossed abruptly, but at least, he was not alone.
The more immersed you are in the past, the more the future can drive you crazy, like the present.
"This person's name is Lin Mu, and he is a member of this family, and then ...... He's gone, this ......"
Looking at the memories left by his predecessor, Lin Mu almost fainted, the crucial novice guidance of the traverser, the step of memory inheritance, the thief God actually completed only half of it so hastily, no, not even half of it, at most a finger.
How can he get mixed up in a different world where he is not familiar with his life?
Just as Lin Mu was complaining bitterly in his heart about the difficulties of life, the handsome girl who called herself Momo suddenly grabbed the hem of Lin Mu's clothes and pulled it desperately.
He also nagged Lin Mu in an old-fashioned manner: "Young master, don't be stunned, the head of the family really named you and asked you to go to the study to see him as soon as you wake up, 100,000 is in a hurry, really, how old is you still messing around like a child, I have taken you for four years, and you have not grown at all." β
Took me for four years......
Looking at the little face in front of him, which was a little more immature than the 10,000-year-old Lori Xia Fei'er of the Great Tomb of Tu Monsas, Lin Mu was quite speechless, but he felt that he needed to follow the instructions of this Lori "NPC".
"Okay, don't talk about it, I have feet, let me go down by myself. β
Hurriedly spoke out to stop Momo's destruction of expensive clothes, and Lin Mu sat up straight with one hand on the bed.
However, when he was about to turn over, a voice as calm as the ringing of Hong Zhong suddenly sounded outside the door.
"Sit still, I have something to tell you. β
Lin Mu was startled, turned his head to look, and saw a middle-aged man standing with his hands at the door of the bedroom.
This person is burly and tall, with a faint majesty between his eyebrows, wearing a purple fox fur brocade robe, and a supreme golden family emblem pinned to his cuffs.
The twenty-seventh generation head of the Lin family in Shangjing, the first person in the congenital realm, Lin Zishan.
"Who is this uncle?"
As soon as these words came out, Momo beside him was immediately frightened awake, and quickly pulled Lin Mu's sleeve.
"Young master, you're crazy, this is the head of the family!" Mo Mo said softly: "He is your father's eldest brother, you call him uncle on weekdays, hurry up and greet the head of the family, otherwise you will be too alienated from him." β
"Don't force him, I know his condition. β
Lin Zishan looked at Lin Mu coldly, and said indifferently: "If you don't do your own evil, don't be reckless, if you don't come to your senses, how can you end up with the destruction of the spiritual book." β
What is the spiritual book? Lin Mu frowned, but he was helpless in his heart, he was really aggrieved about the fact that he had no memory.
Seeing that Lin Mu was confused, Lin Zishan did not change his color, as if he had expected him to be confused, so he patiently explained like a teacher: "The spiritual book is when the Holy Lord opened the heavens and created the world, sacrificing flesh and blood to establish a law, giving each martial artist a holy relic, born at the same time as the martial artist, as a source of spiritual power for us, and cultivating each other. β
"And this holy thing is the spiritual book. β
His voice suddenly became cold: "If the spirit book is damaged, even if the spirit hall is repaired in time, it will fall into trouble, at least it will lose its memory, and at worst it will be disillusioned and become a waste." β
Hearing this, Momo was shocked, covering his small mouth and looking at Lin Mu incredulously.
"It turns out that the young master has lost his memory......"
Compared with Momo's astonishment, Lin Mu seemed very calm, his brows were still locked, but in his heart, he was still cursing the thief in an uproar.
Lin Zishan, who was on the side, saw the contemplation revealed in his expression, thinking that his nephew had begun to reflect, the majesty on his face dissipated a little, and he snorted coldly with the meaning of hatred that iron does not become steel: "As a young clan of the Lin family, in order to pursue a woman, he actually sacrificed his precious spiritual book to do alchemy experiments, if you sincerely want to learn the Dan technique of the Luo Dan Sect, it is better to say, but you ...... it."
He sighed heavily, his expression full of disappointment.
"Mu'er, you have to remember that even if the family is not prosperous in the past, you can't lose the pride of the deepest martial arts family in the Great Yuan Kingdom!"
Lin Zishan suddenly glanced at Momo and said, "I know that you have learned an incarnation thaumaturgy, ** it is good for everyone to be good, but you have the right to treat it as a tool to get close to Gongsun Muling, alas, it is okay, in the future, you will concentrate on cultivation at home, and you will not go out without my permission!"
"There is another matter, the elders will urgently summon you to the clan hall, saying that there is an important matter that requires you to be present, and quickly take your maid over with you, and ask her if you don't understand anything, she still knows the basic situation in the family. β
Momo nodded, stepped aside, glanced outside the house, and motioned for him to get up quickly.
"Alas, can't your nephew just wake up and let him go to a meeting?"
Lin Mu sighed secretly in his heart, but his face showed a look of obedience and obedience, and he obediently agreed.
Immediately, he lifted the futon that had pressed "Lin Mu" for an unknown amount of time, turned over and got out of bed.
But as soon as he stood up, the blood did not have time to supply to the brain, and under the influence of orthostatic hypotension, a severe feeling of dizziness swept through his mind like a tide in an instant, and his eyes fell into a black chaos.
Soon, an ethereal cold sound seemed to blow through his dark mind as if the cold winter wind was blowing.
"Lord Witch King. β
In the next second, the blood rushed back to his mind, Lin Mu's spirit gradually recovered, and his eyes slowly became clear.
"Just now, was anyone calling me?" Lin Mu was dazed, the previous voice seemed to be hallucinatory but extremely real, and ...... It's familiar.
"Young Master, are you alright?"
Momo had already stepped forward to help him up, Lin Mu looked at the worried look on the other party's face, was stunned for a moment, shook his head and sighed: "It's okay, bring my clothes." β
After taking the gray shirt handed by Momo and putting it on simply, he said goodbye to the head of the family and followed Momo out of the room.
Lin Zishan stood at the door, looking at the thin back that was gradually fading away in the courtyard, like his submissiveness when facing him, and a trace of disdain flashed on his majestic face like a god.
"Mud, can't hold up the wall!"