"Big brother! Big brother!"

In a daze, Shi Potian felt someone shaking his arm.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a patchwork of blue bricks and brown beams, and then I heard a crisp and delicate voice asking worriedly: "Senior Brother, are you okay?"

Shi Potian turned to look at where the voice came from. The person speaking was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing pink clothes, with fair complexion and beautiful appearance. She held her hands on his arms and her eyes were full of concern.

Shi Potian was a little confused. He remembered that after he found out that his two sworn brothers had left, he walked all the way downstream along the riverside road. When he was sleepy, he found an open space to sleep. How come he opened his eyes and appeared in

here?

He was not so surprised by the strange girl next to him who called him "elder brother". She must have mistaken him again!

This has happened many times!

He explained very skillfully: "Girl, I am not your senior brother, you... huh?"

Before he finished speaking, he froze there. Why was his voice completely different from before?

The girl was also stunned for a moment, and then she seemed to have thought of something, and said anxiously: "Elder brother, you have used this trick before, you can't deceive my father! He is angry now, and if you do this, it will only add fuel to the fire!

"

Shi Potian said: "I didn't lie to you, I really am not your senior brother."

The girl was anxious: "Elder brother, you..."

"Shan'er, step back!" A middle-aged man's majestic voice sounded.

"Dad!" Yue Lingshan wanted to plead for mercy, but Yue Buqun's face was solemn and he didn't even look at her. She could only look at Ning Zhongze next to her.

But before she could speak, Yue Buqun's voice sounded again, his tone obviously much stronger than before: "Shan'er, I want you to step back."

Yue Lingshan did not dare to say anything more, so she had to stand up and step aside, looking at Ning Zhongze with a pleading face, hoping that Ning Zhongze would help intercede.

Ning Zhong just pretended not to see it.

Chong'er used alcohol to beat Hou Renying and Hong Renxiong just because they were nicknamed "Heroes and Four Beauties of Qingcheng". Afterwards, their identities were found out by the Qingcheng faction. This was already a big mistake!

Now, in order to avoid punishment, he dares to act clever and pretend to have amnesia. If he is not taught a lesson, there is no telling what ridiculous things he will do in the future!

Shi Potian kept saying "Ahhhhhh" for a long time, but he still didn't understand why his voice suddenly became completely different. When he saw Yue Lingshan getting up and walking aside, he also got up and looked around.

The place where he is should be an incense hall. The hall is solemnly decorated. A four-character plaque hangs directly above it. A long sword hangs on both walls. The scabbard is dark and the sword tassel is old. There is an incense table in the center.

There are many tablets.

A middle-aged couple stood in front of the incense table.

The man's green robe is worn slowly, his face is like a crown of jade, he is gentle and elegant, and his face is upright.

The woman wears goose-yellow clothes and looks very beautiful, dignified and generous without losing her heroic spirit.

Not far from him, a dark, skinny, monkey-like young man was kneeling. Dozens of men and women of various ages stood around him, all looking at him in horror.

Shi Potian felt a little uneasy at being looked at, and then thought of his completely changed voice, and hurriedly asked: "Why are you looking at me like this? Is there something wrong with me?"

The thin, dark boy faced Yue Buqun's gaze and tugged on Shi Potian's trouser leg, almost crying: "Elder brother, kneel down quickly! Master hasn't asked you to get up yet!"

Shi Potian said: "I'm not your senior brother, I..."

"Linghu Chong!" Yue Buqun interrupted him with a sharp shout.

Shi Potian was startled. When he realized that Yue Buqun was yelling at him, he hurriedly explained: "Uncle, you have recognized the wrong person. I am not Linghu Chong."

Yue Buqun only thought that Shi Potian was pretending to be stupid and said in a cold voice: "Who are you if you are not Linghu Chong?"

Shi Potian said: "I am a bastard."

Yue Buqun: "???"

Ning Zhongze: "???"

All Huashan disciples: "???"

Yue Buqun choked on his breath.

The entire Huashan Sect Patriarch Hall also fell silent instantly.

Everyone looked at Linghu Chong in confusion, wondering if their ears had heard it wrong.

Shi Potian was already accustomed to this situation. He sighed and was very troubled: "I knew you wouldn't believe it!"

"Mr. Bei of the Changle Gang and the others don't believe it, even if they say that I am their gang leader Shi Potian. Ding Ding Dangdang doesn't believe it either. They say that I am her Brother Tian. Now you are saying that I am Linghu Chong."

"But I'm really not that at all, not at all. I'm just a bastard. My mother has called me a bastard since I was a child. I..."

"You bastard! Even if you talk nonsense, you still dare to slander your wife!"

Yue Buqun was furious. Linghu Chong was adopted by them at the age of three and formally became a disciple at the age of eight. When Linghu Chong mentioned his mother, only his master's wife, Ning Zhongze, could be heard by others. He raised his hand and was about to slap Shi Potian.

Shi Potian hurriedly took a step back: "You, how can you hit someone!"

Yue Buqun didn't expect Shi Potian to dare to hide, so his slap fell in the air, and his anger suddenly emerged: "Do you still want to fight with me?!"

Shi Potian quickly waved his hand: "I won't fight with you."

Yue Buqun said: "I'm sorry you don't dare."

Shi Potian said: "My hands often cause trouble and I beat people to death at every turn. What if I accidentally beat you to death?"

Yue Buqun: "???"

Ning Zhongze: "???"

All Huashan disciples: "???"

Yue Buqun stayed for a moment, then came back to his senses, and laughed angrily: "Okay, okay! I want to see how you beat me to death!" He slapped Shi Potian with a palm.

Shi Potian couldn't dodge, so he subconsciously faced him with a palm.

Bang!

The two palms touch each other.

Yue Buqun remained motionless while Shi Potian flew backwards several meters away and fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone was shocked and filled with worry.

Yue Buqun sneered and said: "With your three-legged cat skills, you still dare to speak nonsense!"

Shi Potian got up in disgrace, but his face was full of joy: "You're not dead?! That's great! I don't have to beat anyone to death anymore!"

Yue Buqun felt that his energy and blood were rising, and he was furious. He raised his hand to give Shi Potian a powerful blow.

Ning Zhong hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and said worriedly: "Brother, I think something is wrong with Chong'er's situation."

Yue Buqun said: "Junior sister, you don't really believe the lie that he lost his memory, do you?"

Ning Zhongze said: "Senior brother, I have heard that after someone is hit hard on the head or is stimulated and has a great mood swing, he will forget what happened before and regard what he heard or saw as his own personal experience. This is called

What is the soul-leaving syndrome? Chong'er must have suffered from the soul-leaving syndrome, right?"

Yue Buqun categorically denied: "Impossible! Let's not say whether the rumors of Soul Leaving Syndrome are true or false, even if it is true! The stick that hit him before was his buttocks, not his head! With his character,

It’s impossible to be stimulated by this!”

Ning Zhongze said: "It's impossible for Chong'er to say such treacherous words just because of this matter."

All the Huashan disciples came to their senses and hurriedly knelt down and begged: "Master."

Yue Buqun stared at Shi Potian for a long time. Seeing that his expression was sincere and not fake, his anger was gradually replaced by doubt.

Yue Buqun said: "Linghu Chong, I will give you one last chance. If you tell the truth now, I will spare you this time. If you dare to pretend to be crazy again, don't blame me for cleaning up the family in front of my ancestors! Say

!Who the hell are you!"

Shi Potian said: "Uncle, I am really not Linghu Chong, I am a bastard."

Yue Buqun said: "You said you are not Linghu Chong and still remember what happened when you were a child. Then tell me how you got here after all these years!"

Ning Zhong comforted her softly: "Chong'er, don't be afraid. If you have anything to say, just say whatever you want. With Master's wife here, nothing will happen to you."

Shi Potian had been repeatedly admitted in the wrong during this period, and he had long been holding back his grievances. Now if someone was willing to listen to his explanation, he would naturally not refuse.

He immediately started talking about when he was a child and lived with his mother in the mountains and forests for more than ten years, how he got lost looking for Ah Huang, and then when Hou Jianji fought with Xie Yanke and snatched away the black and white swords...

Yue Buqun listened carefully, interrupting from time to time, or asking for details, or asking about something that had been said before to verify again and again.

Without exception, Shi Potian could answer the questions accurately, as if these things had really happened.

However, he had never heard of any of the figures in the world mentioned by Shi Potian, such as Shi Qing Minrou, the black and white swordsman, Xie Yanke, the sky layman, and Da Bei, the owner of the White Whale Island.

Ning Zhong was observing Shi Potian himself. She found that in addition to Shi Potian's voice, appearance, speech, demeanor, movements, and some subtle habits, he was completely different from before, as if he was a different person.

Yue Buqun and Ning Zhong looked at each other, their faces filled with worry and uncertainty.

They no longer suspected that Shi Potian was faking amnesia, but began to worry...

Some disciples whispered: "Isn't Senior Brother possessed by a ghost?"

Yue Buqun glared at the disciple, but did not reprimand him.

Because, he also has such doubts.
To be continued...