Travel back in time

When I woke up, I realized that I had become Yue Buqun.

The number one hypocrite in the world, now Xi Baiyue is not grouped, I just feel that my eyes are full of clouds and mists, and I can't see the road ahead clearly in the clouds and mists.

It took me two months to adapt to Yue Buqun's life. As the head of the Huashan School, apart from practicing kung fu, I deal with the affairs of the school every day.

As the head of the Huashan School, Yue Buqun, apart from his natural talent and the gentle and handsome appearance of a scholar in green shirts, also learned good swordsmanship, which made him stand out from the talented Huashan disciples, married his younger junior sister, and became a Head of the Huashan School.

Now taking over as the head of the sect, my daughter is well-behaved and my wife is virtuous. Although everyone is envious, as the head of the Huashan School, Yue Buqun has not yet accepted a single disciple. Therefore, I put aside the sect affairs and accompany my wife and daughter to enjoy the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival at the foot of the mountain , and also went down the mountain to find some suitable disciples.

I put them behind the inn and walked casually by the river. When the sun was setting and the sky was full of clouds and clouds, I was about to return to the inn when I suddenly heard a few curses from the alley: "Little beast..." The scolding was too loud, I took a closer look, and saw three or four tall and burly men punching a young boy. I didn't mean to, but when I thought of the lonely look on this boy's face, I didn't fight back, fearing that I would be punished by them. Beating him to death, I stopped him and said, "Stop it, how could you hit a child so hard?"

Seeing that I have an extraordinary bearing, gentle and elegant, but carry a sword with me, knowing that I am not an ordinary person, I respectfully replied: "The little beast stole a chicken from a restaurant from us."

He spat fiercely on the boy's face again, "See you again, I will kill you little bastard."

I took out broken silver ingots and paid him back the money for roasting the chicken. When those people smiled and were about to thank you and leave, I stopped them and said: What he owes you has already been paid.What do you owe him?

I approached the boy, squatted down, and helped him up. He raised his head, revealing his dirty face. The boy was in tatters and covered with stains.

He gently avoided me, I thought it was funny, he was actually very strong, although he was extremely weak, he struggled to hold on to the wall and stood up.

The young man was only eleven or twelve years old, his skin exposed by his tattered clothes was bruised, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, but he excused others: I stole their roast chicken, let them go!

I really appreciate the character of this young man, he can distinguish right from wrong very clearly, but his temper is too resolute and easily broken.

The boy bowed to me weakly, and said: I don't know how to address you, Linghu Chong, I will always remember the great kindness.

My heart skipped a beat, it was him, it seems that I have benefited a lot today, I smiled slightly and said: If you really want to thank me, my only wish in this life is to carry forward the Huashan School, would you like to be my disciple?

Linghu Chong immediately knelt down and kowtowed respectfully to me three times.

I helped him up, but he still dodged slightly. I looked at his expression and said: If you don't want to drag me down and make me carry you back, don't be brave.

Linghu Chong made people feel extremely distressed, and said silently: I don't want to stain your clean clothes.

Along the way, I told him some things about the Huashan School in detail. When he heard that I was married and had a daughter, he seemed to have some different emotions in his eyes, but his eyes became firm, and he said: Master's relatives are mine. loved ones.Listening to me slowly, the young man is also somewhat looking forward to seeing the virtuous and gentle teacher and the smart and well-behaved junior sister.

I finally helped him back to the inn. I thought they might be more careful than me and more suitable to take care of this young man, but they had never seen such a dirty young man before. The strange expression on his face made Linghu Chong's eyes dim and he remained silent. standing there.

I had no choice but to do it myself, and immediately applied good medicine to Linghu Chong's wound. He was in tatters, and many wounds were bleeding, obviously in extreme pain. I gave him Jinchuang medicine, but he didn't say a word, gritted his teeth and insisted, After scrubbing the dirt off his face, the young man was very handsome. He had an extremely handsome face, but his face was too sallow and thin, but his eyes were black and clear.

Although he has experienced hardships in the world, he is a pure heart.

The room was dimly illuminated by the dim candlelight, and the dim candlelight shone on Yue Buqun's face. He was already very handsome, but under the flickering dim yellow candlelight, he looked like a god. The boy thought of the past, and his parents Still, also under this dim candlelight, the family of three enjoyed themselves happily.

Even though the scene is so, how can people be so embarrassing, the young man's grief came from it, and the tears could no longer be held back, and fell down.

I saw him curled up, as if he didn't want to be seen by me. I went to see the pastries left by Junior Sister Ning on the table, but when I came back, I saw the young man sleeping. I covered him with a quilt, and when I approached, I saw the young man's face The tears are still wet.

I saw that his eyelashes were still trembling slightly, so I knew he was not asleep, so I said, "Eat something first, then go to sleep!"

The young man was stunned for a moment, seeing his gentle expression, his heart was choked with sobs, since his parents died, he suffered all kinds of grievances, ridiculed with white eyes, and suffered so much, seeing the man so kind at this time, he held back his tears, but finally whimpered Crying out is like crying out all the grievances in the chest before giving up.

He was no longer as silent as an adult when he first saw him. He cried for a long time. It could be seen that the man's embrace was too warm and he was reluctant to leave. With the appearance of taking small bites, I just think that his background must be extraordinary.

When the young man woke up, he thought about how in the past few years his parents had passed away, he was so cold-eyed, and he was often beaten and kicked. The man yesterday was gentle and gentle, took good care of him, and helped him apply medicine regardless of the dirt. The young man thought for a long time, regardless of the wound. Cracked, got off the bed, walked out of the room with the help of the wall, but still did not see the figure of the man, lost for a moment.

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