Brother is always slapping his face

how?He had been dead for too long and lost his memory, but it was his own profound magic power that damaged his memory of what he was like before he was alive.

Isn't this better?Can not save a lot of trouble.

Jia Jingyu continued to speak softly: "You are Master Mo Zhannan, and I am Brother Jia who was invited by your parents to treat your illness."

"Mo Zhannan? Medical treatment? Cultivator Jia?" Wu Yutang murmured a few words, thinking hard, and suddenly covered his head and shouted: "Oh, I have a headache, I can't remember..."

"It's okay, I can't remember it, I'll think about it later..." It's better if you can't remember it, Jia Jingyu chuckled.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jia Jingyu told him his birth date, and Wu Yutang suddenly realized.

It turned out that Mo Zhannan was born at the same time as himself in the same year, the same month and the same day. He secretly calculated in his heart that today is the day when his lifespan will be over, and this unlucky monk happened to meet his deadline, thinking that he had cured him to death. Using the forbidden technique "returning the soul from a dead body", no wonder my soul was able to attach to his body, every point fits, this is really a road that never ends.

After a while, Mo Zhannan said lightly: "Excuse me, what year is it now?"

"Now?" Jia Jingyu thought for a while, and said, "Xianqing 656."

"Oh." Ten years later, Mo Zhannan thought.

Jia Jingyu urged a few more words, and Mo Zhannan nodded obediently, expressing that he remembered.

Make sure again and again, nothing will go wrong.Then Jia Jingyu opened the door, blocked the door, called the couple, and with a three-inch tongue, justified himself: "I said, Master Mo and Mrs. Qin, I have cured your son. It took a lot of my cultivation."

"Really?" Master Mo and his wife probed their brains, wanting to sneak into the house.

Jia Jingyu frowned lightly, stopped his hand, and said seriously: "Wait a minute, I still have a lot of things to explain."

"Okay, Jiaxian, please tell me, we are all ears." Master Mo cupped his hands.

Thinking about it, Jia Jingyu spoke eloquently: "Your son, Mo Zhannan has a doomed fate, that's why he is so weak and sick. I have already resolved his doom, made him reborn and a new man, but, just..."

"What is it..." the couple asked in unison.

Jia Xianzhe turned his head and glanced at Mo Zhannan who was walking around on the bed, hesitant to speak, the husband and wife took a look at the same time, deeply feeling that their son looked good, even if they looked around, it seemed that something was wrong.

Sure enough, Jia Jingyu put his hands around his mouth and said in a low voice, "Because he reborn as a human being and lost his memory..."

"What?" The couple gasped.

"Hush..." Jia Jingyu stretched out his index finger, made a gesture of silencing, and looked back quickly. The couple looked at their reborn son at the same time.

Jia Jingyu said earnestly again: "It's nothing to lose your memory, as long as you have a good body, you can teach him slowly, right?"

That's right, the husband and wife both had headaches and said yes again and again.

Immortal Jia let him go, and Master Mo and his wife strode over to greet Mo Zhannan and keep looking at him. He looked good, although he lost his memory, but he was in good spirits and was very satisfied. He was very grateful to Jia Jingyu Thanks, thank you so much.

Just like that, Jia Jingyu put a heavy bag of silver into the Qiankun bag, said goodbye to them, lied about something, and left in a hurry.

Mo Zhannan leaned against the door, watching Jia Jingyu hurried away on a strong black horse, with an unpredictable expression, and suddenly a distorted and charming smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The slender joints were exposed on the sleeves, and the fingers with flawless white jade pinched the corner of the Wujin Token of the Taihe Sect, shining faintly.

"Zhan Nan, let's go into the house." Qin said softly, and naturally came to help him.

Wu Yutang glanced at it, dodged it lightly and smartly, hid the token in his sleeve, and said in the voice of broken jade throwing beads: "I feel a little hungry, is there anything to eat?"

The son didn't let himself touch it, but he was in good spirits and asked to eat.The disappointment in Qin's heart disappeared, and she and her husband looked at each other and smiled. The two hurriedly welcomed him into the house, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, what do you want to eat, mother asked the cook to cook for you."

Master Mo pondered, "How about stewing a local chicken for Zhan Nan and stewing the Changbai Mountain ginseng that I have treasured for many years in a casserole."

"Yes, but the stew is very slow. Let the cook cook a few dishes first, eat first, and then kill the chicken and stew the soup."

"Alright, Zhan Nan, what do you think?" Master Mo asked as he walked.

The long-lost warmth came to my heart, just like the care and love of his parents back then.A family of three, peaceful and happy.

If it weren't for those shameless people who are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but actually eat people without spitting out their bones, how could my parents have died tragically, leaving no bones and souls?

Revenge, revenge, blood debt blood! ! !

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye! ! !

Unknowingly pinching the token in the sleeve tightly, it will break with a little force.

After a while, Wu Yutang didn't answer, his face was overcast, Master Mo asked eagerly: "Zhan Nan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Qin Shi also stared at him without blinking, and said anxiously: "Zhan Nan, don't scare mother, what's wrong with you? Are you talking?"

They asked eagerly, brought him back to reality from the painful memory, shook his head slightly, and said: "I'm fine, don't worry, I just feel a little tired, I'll go back to my room for a rest."

"Okay, you go, the meal is ready, mother will send it to your room." Qin's heart sank into her stomach.

Wu Yutang nodded to them, turned and left.

Well, from now on, in order to deceive others, I will use my new identity as Mo Zhannan to plan detailed plans for revenge and plan them slowly.

Since there is a destiny, let's start with the Taihe faction first.

Speaking of which, it was the place where my father learned art from a teacher since he was a child.

……

After resting at home for a few days, Mo Zhannan told his parents that he wanted to study art with a teacher, build up his body, and improve himself.

The difference is the same, only the surname was mentioned, and Jia Xianzhe who did not leave his full name was the lucky star of their family. His son was cured by him, and even his ideological realm was improved. Although the parents were very reluctant, but for him To strengthen your body and display your ambitions, you can only agree.

Pass the test and deal with it with ease.Mo Zhannan was fortunate to be accepted under Master Xue Wenlin's banner.

He was talking about Jia Jingyu "curing" the young master of the Mo family and earning a fortune. His elder brother married his daughter-in-law beautifully, his grandma was smiling from ear to ear, and the neighbors were full of praise.

He was in a good mood, and he had long forgotten the so-and-so that he had provoked by "resurrecting the dead".

After practicing the sword, I heard the younger brothers and sisters gathered around the hall, arguing endlessly, blushing.

Needless to say, it must be the gossip about who is handsome, who is handsome, or who is handsome. As a seven-year-old apprentice, Lin Langfeng's third-ranked senior brother dare not be interested, so Jia Jingyu casually glanced at it , walked straight past them.

After a while, Junior Sister Xu Meimei yelled at him: "Senior Brother Jia, is there a newcomer in your room?"

"Oh." Jia Jingyu nodded casually, come as soon as you come, they are all big men anyway, so what are you afraid of.

Junior Sister Xu's words were lively: "He's even prettier than you..."

Everyone laughed.

"Really?" Jia Jingyu raised his eyebrows.

Curiosity flourishes, what I look like is not bragging, since I was a child, I have been very popular with girls, this is an indisputable fact.

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