The group favorite master became a sweet bun after amnesia

Yunding Peak is really lively today, just as the headmaster left, a bunch of people came over beaming when they turned their heads.

...Although he came to watch Yu Sheng being beaten happily.

Xiao Qing, who was administering medicine to Yu Sheng, saw so many peak masters gathered here, his nervous hands didn't know where to put them.

Hua Wendao leaned over: "Yu Sheng, I heard that you were beaten by Lu Qiunong!"

Matsumazhao was still dressed in golden light: "Yusheng, I heard you were beaten!"

Ye Wuqing had no expression on his face, but he could see a little joy in his eyes: "Yu Sheng, you've been beaten."

Yu Sheng's face was dark: "Get out!"

"I don't." Matsuma sat down on the soft bed in Yusheng's room, and poured himself a cup of tea consciously with the teapot tilted: "Anyway, I heard that you were beaten, I'm so happy!"

Yu Sheng rolled his eyes at Song Jianzhao, and said to Xiao Qing in a low voice: "Don't talk to them, continue to take medicine."

Xiao Qing hummed.

After applying the good medicine, Xiao Qing didn't dare to bandage Yu Sheng, for fear that the hot weather would make the wound inflamed, so he just put a coat on Yu Sheng loosely.

"Master, I'm going out first."

After giving Yu Sheng the medicine, Xiao Qing left, and the remaining four peak masters looked at each other here.

After a while, Yu Sheng spoke first: "Where's Lan Wuqi?"

"Go down the mountain and take my disciple to subdue the demon." Matsuma Zhao replied casually.

Yu Sheng immediately gritted his teeth: "Okay, I guessed that Fumo Peak is controlled by Lan Wuqi's purple-skinned garlic, and it's his disciples who panicked and came to our Yunding Peak to take him to Jielv Peak for questioning!"

The more Yu Sheng talked, the more excited he became, and Hua Wendao even suspected that if the wound on his body was milder, he would immediately stand up and slap the table.

"If Xiao Qing hadn't been escorted to the Discipline Peak, would my uncle have received fifty lashes from Lu Qiunong?"

Ye Wuqing corrected and said: "It's not Lu Qiunong, it's Qianshanzong's precepts that should give you fifty lashes."

Yu Sheng glared: "Shut up if you can't speak!"

Ye Wuqing frowned, and returned to Matsumazhao with a bit of grievance.

Matsuma Zhao smiled and patted Ye Wuqing's head, as if he was rubbing the head of an aggrieved dog.

After Yu Sheng got angry, he beckoned to Song Jianzhao wearily: "Come here, lean on me for a while."

"I don't want it." Matsuma Zhao looked disgusted.

Yu Sheng sighed and leaned on the carved pillar of the big bed.

Matsuma Teru walked to the window, saw no one was around outside, and closed the window.

As soon as the window was closed at the front foot, the other party spoke eagerly at the back foot: "Yu Sheng, I heard that Xiao Qing served you last night?"

last night……

Xiao Qing served...

The combination of these eight big characters made Yu Sheng's scalp tingle again!

Yu Sheng picked up his goose feather pillow and threw it at it: "Shut up if you can't speak! That's called giving me medicine!"

Hua Wendao nodded: "Oh, you said that taking medicine is taking medicine."

Ye Wuqing: "Oh."

Yu Sheng: ...

Yu Sheng rolled his eyes at several people: "Don't tell me that you came here today just to tease me?"

Matsuma showed a hippie smile: "How can it be? Isn't this comfort from a fellow student? By the way, Xiao Qing hates you so much, why did he stay and give you medicine?"

Yu Sheng looks up at the sky, so after all, aren't these people here to gossip and join in the fun?

Fortunately, Hua Wendao still had a little conscience, so she came over to see the wound on Yu Sheng's body: "How is your recovery?"

Yu Sheng slowly peeled off his outer shirt and showed them.

Hua Wendao rubbed her chin and stared at it for a while, and said in amazement, "The healing ointment newly developed by our Spiritual Medicine Peak is quite effective."

"It's only been one night, and the scars on such a deep wound have healed—" Yu Sheng: "I'm your test subject?"

Hua Wendao shrugged his shoulders, expressing noncommittal.

Yu Sheng's eyes almost rolled to the sky.

After seeing Yu Sheng's wound, Ye Wuqing helped Yu Sheng put on his clothes casually, and sat back beside Song Jianzhao again.

Song Jianzhao bowed his head and took a sip of tea: "You are a strange apprentice. Before, I felt that those who hated you would soon get rid of them, but now they care about you."

"When I came here, I heard from Sui Yi that he came to bring you food this morning?"

Yu Sheng groaned: "Anyone with a conscience should know why I got these fifty lashes, right?"

Hua Wendao folded her arms: "Why didn't you say what you did to them before?"

Yu Sheng argued: "How do I know why I did that? I forgot everything, Sui Yi didn't tell you about this?"

"I know you have amnesia, but I don't know that you have forgotten so much." Hua Wendao stroked her clean chin: "Don't you think it's strange that you have lost more than ten years of memory?"

Matsuma Zhao's complexion changed, and he put down the teacup to give Hana Wendao his eyes.

Hua Wendao smiled indifferently.

Fortunately, Yu Sheng bowed his head in thought for a moment, not paying attention to the meeting of eyes between the two.

But soon, Yu Sheng's attention was diverted again by Matsuma's gag.

A few former classmates chatted and laughed for a while, time passed quickly.

The three of them couldn't help but feel emotional. They didn't expect Yusheng's amnesia to have such benefits. His temper and tone of voice all returned to the way they were before.

Yu Sheng in those days was really too strange to them.

They were so unfamiliar that they all cut off contact with Yusheng, but they couldn't help but inquire more about Yun Dingfeng in private.

At first, Sui Yi still kept it secret from them about Yu Sheng's amnesia, but this kind of thing was too obvious, how could a person's temper return to seventeen or eighteen overnight, how could he hide it?

As soon as it came out that Yu Sheng was whipped at Jiejie Peak yesterday, he couldn't hide it from anyone anymore.

……

Several people chatted and laughed for a while, but after all, they all performed their duties in Qianshan Sect, so they still had to leave.

With Yu Sheng's current state, he didn't need to see him off, the three soldiers divided into two groups, each going back home.

It's just that after Hua Wendao watched Song Jianzhao and Ye Wuqing go away, he turned back to Yusheng's Yunding Peak.

Yu Sheng lay on the bed, not knowing what to think.

With a blade of grass in her mouth, Hua Wendao leaned against the door of Yu Sheng's room, and the dazzling sunlight poured down from behind him, making Yu Sheng close her eyes.

"Why did you come back and leave your mind here?"

Hua Wendao raised his legs and was about to leave: "A dog scolding Lu Dongbin doesn't know a good heart!"

"Come back, come back!" Seeing this, Yu Sheng knew that Hua Wendao must have something to say, so he hurriedly called Hua Wendao back.

Hua Wendao came over and squeezed Yu Sheng's face with a smile: "Now you know about brother?"

Now Yu Sheng has no aura and is no different from ordinary people. Hua Wendao's Yuan Ying stage cultivation base is really painful for Yu Sheng, and the soft flesh on his face instantly turns red.

"Damn it, it hurts..."

Yu Sheng muttered something, Hua Wendao smiled and leaned over to blow Yu Sheng's reddened area, and his warm breath rushed over, making Yu Sheng agitated.

"If you have something to say, what are you doing so close?"

Hua Wendao wanted to stick closer to Yu Sheng, raised her hand to straighten Yu Sheng's collar, and her lips were almost close to Yu Sheng's ear.

"I have to get close before I can tell you."

"If you think about it carefully, what could be the reason for people to lose more than ten years of memory out of thin air—" "It seems that apart from being hit by an amnesia spell, it is because of demons."