The narration system of Wuxia Journey

Su Yuchen woke up again and found himself back to the age of fourteen or fifteen. He was wearing mourning clothes and kneeling in a mourning hall.

Kneeling beside him was a little boy of twelve or thirteen. He looked confused and ignorant. He looked at him occasionally with an ignorant look. He probably didn't understand what a mourning hall was!

Su Yuchen smiled at the child and touched his head. The little boy seemed a little lost and shy, and lowered his head quietly.

Su Yuchen lowered his head and continued to kneel beside him. Silently, his consciousness sank into the sea of ​​consciousness to check the narration...

[Wudang battle, two immortals ascended, you created a myth again]

[You encountered space fragments produced by the shattering of the world, and you were split by space]

[The illusory Yin God cannot travel through the turbulence of time and space, the system automatically starts, and the travel is in progress...]

[The system automatically selects the 'anchor point', selecting... start the travel...]

Recalling the previous scene, Su Yuchen sighed in his heart. Except for the silver-white brilliance, he still saw nothing.

"My cultivation is not good enough!"

Su Yuchen sighed secretly, and then he came back to his senses. Feeling the numbness and pain in his legs, he could not help but secretly wonder: There is not even one worshiper?

He raised his head and looked around. He glanced outside the mourning hall. It was estimated that the distance from the mourning hall to the main gate was at least 20 to 30 meters. With such a long distance, there were only four servants at the door of the mourning hall and two servants standing at the main gate. There was no one else along the way.

Su Yuchen's expression did not change, but he already understood that there was probably only a shelf left in this house.

Opposite him, a little old man sitting in a wheelchair was staring at the coffin in a daze, occasionally sighing, shaking his head and sighing.

When his eyes met Su Yuchen's, the little old man was slightly stunned, then turned his head and looked at the position above in a trance.

Su Yuchen could see the unwillingness, loneliness, surprise, loss and other emotions in the old man's eyes.

He raised his head quietly, huh? Very good, two coffins are placed side by side. Although I can't see the tablets on the altar, I can see from my position that there is a word "father" and a word "mother". Obviously, the deceased should be the parents of the original body!

Very good! Really good! The parents died at the beginning, a perfect start of destiny.

At this moment, Su Yuchen felt that he understood the eyes of the old man opposite.

Unwilling, probably because he was unwilling to send off the young; lonely, looking at the layout of the mourning hall, although it is a layout of the rich and noble, with corridors and trees, deep and wide houses, and red lacquered carved buildings, there are only a few scattered servants. It must be a family that has begun to decline. This is the helplessness of the decline of the family.

Surprise, this is because of eye contact with me. It seems that the old man is either dissatisfied with the original body, or I behave differently, which makes him feel strange!

But it doesn't matter. After all, anyone who has experienced the loss of his father and mother in childhood will be more or less different. Even if there are differences in behavior, it will not make people suspicious.

"It is indeed the fate of the protagonist. God has arranged the reason directly." Su Yuchen silently gave himself a thumbs up.

Lost, perhaps thinking of himself as a disabled old man with two children, and probably he no longer has the confidence to revive the family!

In a flash, Su Yuchen's heart turned thousands of times, and countless thoughts turned over. His heart was clear and his mind was flashing. He had already seen everything in the mourning hall.

The consciousness silently checked the body, and a slightly sharp true qi sank into the Dantian Qi Sea. Although it was weak, it was tough, small, and strong. Although it was not the purest qi, it was also a superior method of practicing qi. It seemed that it was still a martial arts family.

At present, the most important thing was to find out the origin of the original body. After all, he couldn't pretend to have amnesia.

………………

After a long time, Su Yuchen couldn't help showing a trace of surprise and doubt on his face. It has been three or four quarters of an hour! From beginning to end, no one really came to the door!

For such a big event, it is impossible that the host family did not inform other people, but no one came to pay respects. Is this to make people hate him? Or are they all waiting to see a joke?

Perhaps the old man himself understood something. Just when Su Yuchen was distracted, the old man patted the armrest, turned the wheelchair around, and sighed: "Yuchen, help your brother Jifeng up. Maybe... no one will come!"

While speaking, the old man unconsciously shed two tears from the corners of his eyes, but he blocked them with his sleeves!

Su Yuchen was stunned and realized that he was being called. It seemed that this body was also called Yuchen, but he didn't know what the surname was. While answering, he also picked up the little boy next to him. Well, this child is called Jifeng.

At this time, he stood up and saw the tablet on the altar. Father: Yi Tianfeng, mother: Ji Yanran.

"So the original surname is Yi, Yi Yuchen, Yi Jifeng." Yi Yuchen thought, and then he was slightly stunned."Yi Jifeng?" Yi Yuchen glanced at the little boy in his arms. The name was familiar enough. Then the paralyzed old man opposite him, wasn't he Yi Yun? Is this [Young Zhang Sanfeng]? The world of the TV series?

Just when Yi Yuchen roughly figured out his current identity, the old man had quietly wiped away his tears and cheered up again. He looked up at the sky, his eyebrows condensed, and said to himself: "I didn't expect that I, Yi Yun, would have this day. How can I be worthy of the ancestors of Mingjian Villa when the old man sends the young man away?"

As he spoke, the old man's spirit and energy visibly declined a little, and it was obvious that his mood was very volatile. He slapped the phone to turn it off, and the wheelchair automatically moved.

After confirming the identity of the old man and his current location, Yi Yuchen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He took the little Yi Jifeng and followed the wheelchair. An old man dressed as a servant quietly followed behind him. Yi Yuchen glanced at him and thought he should be a butler.

Along the way, the corridors are surrounded, the pavilions are red, and precious plants can be seen everywhere, but it gives people a feeling of decadence. The courtyard with carved beams and painted buildings, the deep silence of plants and trees, and the few servants and servants all explain everything.

Several people walked forward silently, no one spoke, Yi Yuchen did not move, followed around the corridor, and came to a side hall.

Perhaps it was really declining, there were only a few servants along the way, and after sitting down, only one servant served tea, and no one else appeared.

The old man was lost in thought again. Yi Yuchen seized the time to check the narration prompts on the way here...

[You were born in Mingjian Villa, a declining martial arts family. Your parents have passed away. Only you two brothers and your grandfather Yi Yun are left in the great family]

[Your grandfather Yi Yun was defeated by King Xiaoyao in a battle that year. Since then, his legs have been disabled and he has difficulty walking. His martial arts skills have been greatly damaged since then]

[You also have an uncle Yi Tianxing, but he went to wander the world many years ago. He is the shame of Mingjian Villa]

[Why do you ask? Because your uncle, at your parents' wedding, openly tried to snatch the bride in public and wanted to marry his sister-in-law. The already declining Mingjian Villa became a laughing stock in the martial arts world after this incident.]

[Your father Yi Tianfeng had to endure humiliation and continue to move forward despite the ridicule of the world for the sake of the family's justice, but his inner depression caused him to die young.]

[Your mother was openly snatched away by her younger brother-in-law and became a laughing stock in the world. There were countless rumors and gossips that ruined her reputation behind her back, so that she was not tolerated by the martial arts world and her family was ashamed.]

[Your mother was so She became thinner and thinner, depressed all day long, and finally died after giving birth to your brother Yi Jifeng. She was very happy because she no longer had to bear the stigma of "uncle and sister-in-law committing adultery"]

[Your father died and your grandfather was disabled. At this moment, outside the gate, there are tigers and wolves gathering, ghosts and spirits are rampant. Everyone wants to get the peerless swordsmanship of Mingjian Villa and become famous all over the world. You have become the target of public criticism]

[The body will be kept for seven days. Countless ghosts and spirits will come to test you at night. Please survive for seven days and use swords and blood to prove the reputation of Mingjian Villa, prove your identity, and become the real owner of Mingjian Villa]