Yu Jin heard the desolation in his master's tone. He quickly lowered his head and said in a stuttering tone:

"Master, I didn't mean to lie to you, it's just... I, I... I'm sorry, Master. I don't know why this happened, I just wanted to do this out of nowhere. I never thought of harming you..."

Sheng Feng looked at Yu Jin who lowered his head and murmured. His face was already slightly red, and he was still defending himself in Mandarin with a heavy accent. Sheng Feng was not the kind of pedantic and rigid elder. After thinking for a while, he said:

Jin said:

"Get up quickly. Of course I know that you have no intention of harming me, otherwise the knife would be in my chest instead of in my hand... However, Jin'er, my teacher has never taught you to hide weapons.

Where did you learn this behavior?"

Sheng Yujin frowned deeply and said in confusion:

"I, I don't know Master, there is always someone talking to me in my ears, telling me to hide a weapon. If I don't do this, he will keep talking and make me unable to sleep well.

…”

After listening to Sheng Yujin's incoherent words, Sheng Feng gave a strange answer and asked:

"Jin'er, do you remember what happened in the past?"

"In the past?" Sheng Yujin's frown deepened, but after a while, he still shook his head:

"I can't remember."

Sheng Feng waved his hands and said:

"Well, sometimes not being able to remember can be considered a blessing. If you can't remember it after so many years, don't force it... Jin'er, go and open the box. There are things that my teacher gave you."

Sheng Yujin opened the box as he was told. His movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of damaging the box - after all, it was a box covered in paint and with patterns on it. His family's harvest in half a year.

But I can't even afford it. The things inside are definitely more expensive...

In the box, there was a set of folded clothes, pants, shoes and socks, about ten taels of silver, and one item wrapped in an old piece of parchment, so the whole thing could not be seen for the time being.

But Sheng Yujin had no intention of looking at this thing at the moment, because his eyes were already attracted by the silver. Sheng Yujin pointed at the silver, turned his head and said to Sheng Feng in disbelief:

"With so much money, Master, could it be that you... went to Luojie Village next door to steal dogs?"

After saying that, Sheng Yujin couldn't help but laugh - his smile was a very special smile, with the corners of his mouth forcefully grinning to both sides, revealing a row of white teeth, a stiff smile... Not only did he not

Kind, but also very creepy.

Sheng Yujin didn't know how much psychological shadow this smile would bring to the master opposite him. He only knew that he had only seen silver a few times in his life, and that was when he dragged grain and vegetables to Kangding County during the New Year's Eve a few years ago.

Selling it, he got a few pieces of silver in total, and with so much silver, Sheng Yujin couldn't think of any other way to earn so much besides stealing dogs...

"Nonsense!" Sheng Feng reached out and patted Sheng Yujin's head, laughing and scolding:

"You, my disciple, think so badly of my master? Do you think my master is like that sneaky disciple?"

"It doesn't look like it, but so much..." Sheng Yujin still couldn't understand where such a large amount of money came from, Sheng Feng sighed:

"Sigh... It's my master's fault after all. I have kept you in such a remote countryside for so many years. Although your martial arts skills are enough to protect yourself, what you have seen and heard is, alas... Jin'er, this

There are thousands of ways to make money in the world. Farm work and stealing dogs are almost the slowest ways to make money. If you have martial arts skills, you will definitely accomplish a lot when you go out. I don't need to teach you these things as a teacher. You can just follow your heart.

But you must remember one thing: no matter where you are or how you make money, don’t forget our rules.”

Sheng Yujin respectfully raised his hands and replied:

"He is upright, aboveboard, does not bully the weak, and is not afraid of the powerful. I will definitely remember these masters."

Sheng Feng nodded happily and said:

"As the saying goes, a poor family will get rich, so you should keep your money and don't treat yourself badly when you go out...and, Jin'er, make your smile more natural, don't look like a zombie jumping out of a grave.

It seems like it’s eerie in broad daylight...Okay, let’s go try that suit to see if it fits.”

Sheng Yujin put on all the clothes on his body. A set of black clothes made Sheng Yujin's lean figure look very strong, and the bright red wide belt around his waist made him look high-spirited and full of energy.

A few years ago, when Sheng Yujin went to the New Year's Fair, he gave the coarse brown clothes he was wearing to Mrs. He in the town, and then added some fabric to make it bigger and wore it like this. Now he suddenly put on new clothes, not only the fabric

It's delicate and fits perfectly. How can this not make Sheng Yujin happy?

What satisfied Sheng Yujin the most was the pair of white boots on the soles of his feet, which were long and elegant. He wiped his feet several times to avoid getting any mud on his legs, and then he put on the boots with great difficulty.

.

Later, the master helped him comb his messy hair and tie it back, then picked a strand and let it hang in front of his forehead, making a simple hairstyle.

Less than half an hour passed, and Sheng Yujin transformed from a mud-legged man from the countryside into a martial artist.

"Well! Jin'er, after cleaning up, you really look like a gangster boy. Your handsome appearance is a bit lacking, but your bravery and heroic spirit are not missing at all." Sheng Feng praised.

Sheng Yujin also nodded with satisfaction, and then he immediately hid the silver in the box tightly in his inner clothes, and then pointed to the last thing in the box that was wrapped in sheepskin and asked:

"Master, what is this?"

Sheng Feng twisted his beard and said:

"This money is my savings as a teacher, and this suit of clothes was also the outfit I wore when I was young, but this thing belongs to you instead."

Sheng Yujinqi said:

"mine?"

Sheng Feng nodded and said:

"Yes, when I rescued you from the fire five years ago, you were already unconscious and your clothes and hair were on fire, but you still held this thing tightly in your hand. I spent a lot of energy to take it away.

Down……"

Sheng Yujin was a little confused. He thought about it carefully, but he still couldn't remember anything so important about him.

Sheng Feng suddenly smiled and said:

"Later you woke up. It seemed that you were too frightened and seriously injured. Not only could you not move, you couldn't even speak. You were like a newborn child... After I brought you back, you were on a hunger strike and had no water.

Go ahead, until you see this thing, even if you are weak, you still show your teeth on the bed

Grinning, with a fierce appearance. Just like... a wolf cub or a puppy protecting food, hahaha. Then I gave this object back to you, and you were willing to eat. After that, I taught you to speak the Central Plains dialect,

I taught you martial arts, and after you gradually got closer to me, you were willing to hand this thing over to me for safekeeping..."

Sheng Yujin said in confusion:

"Master, why can't I remember anything you said?"

Sheng Feng sighed:

"Well...Jin'er, your amnesia is probably caused by excessive shock and serious injury. Ordinary people will either die violently or fall asleep. If you are lucky enough to wake up, you will become an idiot. But you seem to have superhuman physical strength, and

God is blessed. When you wake up, you just forget everything and become reborn like a baby. How can a baby remember what happened when he was a few months old?"

"Yeah, I understand." Sheng Yujin nodded and asked:

"Then Master, what on earth is this?"
Chapter completed!