Mountains and rivers hand in hand, smile for you

"Hmm..." In the depths of Jingshan Mountain, a young man opened his eyes in pain.

The boy is only 16 years old, with bushy eyebrows raised slightly rebelliously, under the long and slightly curled eyelashes, there are a pair of clear eyes like morning dew, a straight nose, pink lips like rose petals, and Fair skin... a pair of beautiful eyes with a clock of heaven and earth do not contain any impurities, clear but bottomless.

If you look closely, you will find that those eyes are exactly the same as Jing Huan's.

Memories passed through his mind like a revolving lantern, and the young man unconsciously shed a line of tears.

Shang Ji...

Jing Huan stared blankly at his white and tender arms, and then at his petite body. He had to admit that he was reborn in the body of a 16-year-old boy.

Looking at the extremely familiar scenes around him, Jing Huan followed his memory to the hut back then.

From a distance, he saw his father and master busy drying medicine in the yard, and seeing familiar relatives, Jing Huan was a little overwhelmed and shed tears. He didn't expect that he would still be alive one day, and he could still see These are the people he once cherished most.

Jing Huan somehow walked in front of them, Guishou and Bailihua stared at the young man in front of them blankly, this man's eyes are something Guishou will never forget in his life, the one who was murdered badly at the beginning, now is indeed Lovely eyes.

They never imagined how such a weak young man would appear in this impossible place, they just looked at him blankly.

"Father, master." Jing Huan choked up and shouted, "I'm back."

The two of them froze: "What did you call us?"

"Father, master."

"You are?" Bailihua asked tremblingly, "Jing Huan?"

"Yes, I'm back, dad!" Jing Huan stepped forward to hug Bailihua with tears in his eyes, and burst into tears.

"But Jing Huan is not like this, he is not as young as you."

"Father, I am Jing Huan. I have been reborn in this body."

The ghost hand grabbed Jing Huan in Bailihua's arms, and looked at Jing Huan intently.

"It's these eyes...I will never forget...he is Jing Huan...he really came back..."

"Master..." Jing Huan choked up.

"Hey!" Ghost Hand wept with joy, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

"Come, come, come into the room and talk, come in and talk!" Bai Lihua led the two into the room.

In the house, three people sat around a table.

Jing Huan quietly looked at her father and master, why did she feel that they were getting older?It must be that I made them worry.

"Two years, two years..." Guishou said with a sob.

"Two years?" Jing Huan was taken aback, "Master, did you say two years?"

The ghost hand nodded.

Two years, obviously just happened?How could it have been dead for so long?

How much can happen in two years?Maybe Shang Ji doesn't remember himself again...

From the mouth of the master, Jing Huan learned a lot about what happened in the past two years.

Since Jing Huan's death, Guishou has completely changed his habit of living in seclusion.Yan Chu made a comeback and founded the Chonghua School, the number one sect in the Jianghu.After learning of Jing Huan's death, Northeast, Southwest and Northwest resolutely joined the Chonghua faction and became the four main hall masters of the Chonghua faction who were frightened by the people of the Jianghu. The imperial court was involved, and the world was in complete chaos.

The reputation of Yan Chu and the southeast and northwest can be said to resound throughout the entire continent.After learning that Nan Ji is Shang Ji, Gui Shou resolutely joins Chonghua.The addition of the ghost doctor and ghost hand has given the Chonghua faction a lot of face. If there is anyone in the world who doesn't know Chonghua, Jing Huan is the only one.

Yan Ling was also accepted into Chonghua as the first deputy hall master. It has to be said that Yan Ling's eccentric ideas made the Chonghua faction bigger and bigger in terms of economy and strength.

The members of the Chonghua School are all top-notch masters. Everyone who enters the Chonghua School must know one person, and that person is Jing Huan, who is the second master of the Chonghua School except Yan Chu.

Jing Huan was terrified by this news, it was only two years, like 20 years, the world was turned upside down, and all of this was for him.

Jing Huan's eyes were full of tears, so what could he do?

Chonghua faction.

A woman in green walked into the gate.

"Hello, Vice Hall Master!"

Yan Ling nodded slightly, and pushed open the door in front of her.

The man in the room leaned evilly on the woolen recliner, looked at Yan Ling and smiled slightly: "Xiao Ling, what's the matter?"

"Brother Yan!" Yan Ling smiled and walked in front of Yan Chu, "Chonghua's income has increased a lot this year thanks to me, can you give me a vacation?"

"Have a holiday?"

"Brother Yan, you forgot again!" Yan Ling pursed her mouth slightly, and said dissatisfiedly, "You clearly said that you will give me a holiday after the income in the pie increases greatly!"

"Really? Xiao Ling," Yan Chu smiled strangely, "I just said the price went up, but I didn't say how much."

"You!" Yan Lingqi said, "You lied to me again!"

"Xiao Ling, you are far from enough!"

"You! I want to report you to Xiaojing for bullying...I..." When Jing Huan was mentioned, a sad atmosphere immediately filled the surroundings.

"It's been two years..." Yan Chu looked into the distance and murmured.

"Report to the chief, Master Guishou is back." A guard's voice sounded from the door.

"Understood, go down."

"Brother Yan, didn't this spooky grandpa go back? He also said that he was going to take a big vacation. It's only been a few days, why did he come back?" Yan Ling asked suspiciously.

"You'll know if you go and have a look." Yan Chu nodded indifferently, and walked out of the door.

"Grandpa Ghost!" Yan Ling called the ghost hand from afar.

"Yan Chu, Yan Ling, come quickly!" The ghost brought Jing Huan to the two of them.

Jing Huan looked at the two people in front of him, his eyes became hot, and his body was almost trembling.

Yan Chu saw the tearful person next to the ghost hand at a glance. That face was obviously so unfamiliar, but those eyes were extremely familiar to him, and the deep yearning conveyed by those eyes made him froze in place.

"You, who are you?" Yan Chu looked at Jing Huan's voice trembling slightly.

Yan Ling also looked over suspiciously, and also froze in place.

"Yan Chu..."

"Let me say it!" Ghost Hand was about to speak, but was stopped by Jing Huan.

The ghost hand nodded and stepped aside.

Jing Huan quietly looked at the two people who were stunned in front of him, and smiled with tears in his eyes: "Yan Chu, Xiao Ling, I'm back."

The trembling bodies of the two took two steps back, and then eagerly stepped forward to look closely at the 16-year-old boy in front of him.

"Are you Jing Huan?" Yan Chu put his hand on Jing Huan's face and asked uncertainly.

Jing Huan grabbed Yan Chu's hand and covered her face, and said softly, "I am Jing Huan, as if it were fake."

"Xiao Jing, is it really you? You're really back..." Yan Ling hugged Jing Huan and cried, "I miss you so much! Xiao Jing, I really miss you!"

Jing Huan patted Yan Ling on the back and called out, "Little Ling."

"In the past two years, you have worked hard."

The joy of reunion flooded everyone's hearts. Although everyone was not very familiar with this face, that person was fine.

Jing Huan's return was not known to anyone from the Chonghua School except for these few people and the Northeast and Southwest.Jing Huan didn't intend to say anything, he now regarded himself as the second deputy head of the Chonghua Sect, Ming Yue, and he was very successful in the Chonghua Sect.

When Jing Huan is doing nothing, he will definitely think of Shang Ji, and he doesn't know how Shang Ji is doing now?He values ​​Jiangshan so much, this Yan Chu must have caused him a lot of trouble!

So Shang Ji, what about this time?This time, do you remember me?