After losing his memory, he was with his old enemy

"Mother..." Qi Ling called out in a low voice, these two words were distant and unfamiliar to him.

Nothing is real.

Qi Ling stared blankly at his child's face reflected in the medicine.

How could he be Song Ruoqing's child?Wu Nong said that Song Ruoqing died more than 100 years ago, but he looked clearly in his early twenties.

"Still taking the medicine?" Song Ruoqing's stern voice sounded, Qi Ling pulled back his thoughts, glanced at Song Ruoqing again, and reluctantly took the medicine.

It's unclear what the situation is now, Qi Ling can only take one step at a time, "Mother just said... take me to see Jize."

"He can open the mysterious fan." Song Ruoqing's eyes were deep, "I told you last time, don't go to him again. Why are you disobedient?"

Qi Ling drooped his head and didn't speak.

"..." Song Ruoqing's anger had not completely dissipated, and she wanted to reprimand him again after he woke up.

Ah Ling has always been obedient, but he was disobedient in this matter, and secretly went to find the kid named Ji Ze several times behind his back.

But in the end it was his own child. Seeing Qi Ling's sickly appearance, he couldn't calm down, so he sighed and slowed down his voice: "Can I get out of bed?"

Qi Ling lifted the quilt, saw the scars on his legs, and thought to himself, could it be that Song Ruoqing beat them?

But in fact, it didn't hurt at all, otherwise he would definitely feel it as soon as he woke up.In contrast, the pain in his arm made him a little unbearable.

Song Ruoqing seemed to see what he was thinking, walked over to him and dressed him, and said, "I won't treat the pain in your hand, A Ling, don't blame my mother for being cruel. You must always remember this kind of pain. , so that you won’t make a mistake next time.”

Although Qi Ling's leg injury didn't hurt, it seemed that Song Ruoqing only shielded the main pain when he treated him. When he hit the ground, the soles of his feet were oppressed by weight, and he still groaned.

Song Ruoqing said coldly, "Be patient."

These two words entered Qi Ling's ears lightly, but pierced his heart like an ice ridge.

He subconsciously grabbed Song Ruoqing's hand, the soles of his feet were weak and he couldn't make any effort, and he moved very slowly.Song Ruoqing didn't urge him, and she didn't say a word from here to Ji Ze's room.

When the two arrived in front of a dilapidated house, Song Ruoqing suddenly let go, and Qi Ling turned to look at her.

"Mother doesn't like him, so go in and find him yourself. Tell him that you have nothing to do with him from now on." Song Ruoqing was expressionless, with an unknown sneer on her envious face: "Also, ask for something. return."

Qi Ling froze in place, looking at her dully.

What do you want?

Song Ruoqing saw that he was not moving, and suddenly reached out and cast a spiritual force on him: "I tell you to go quickly! Do you still want to be beaten by mother again?"

"..." Qi Ling fell to the ground, his eyes full of disbelief.

His mother, used to treat him like this?

Qi Ling got up and walked towards the room unsteadily.

The doors of the house are broken, with a slit as thick as a forearm, and the scene inside can be seen from the outside.

There is nothing inside.

Qi Ling's hand that was going to push the door paused in the air, and turned his head away again.

Song Ruoqing remained expressionless.

"..." Qi Ling hesitated for a while, then opened the door and entered.

As soon as he entered, before he had time to look around, the door closed with a "snap". Qi Ling turned around and looked out through the gap, and saw Song Ruoqing casting some spell on the room.

Uneasy in his heart, he immediately went to pull the door, and sure enough, a formation appeared on it, locking the door from the inside to the outside.

Qi Ling couldn't figure out why she would do this.

"Mother! Let me out." Qi Ling patted hard, hoping to stop Song Ruoqing, but she was so cruel that she locked him in this room and refused to even look back.

After Song Ruoqing left, Qi Ling's voice calling her also weakened.The room was very dim, with cobwebs and dry straw everywhere, and the light coming in through the windows could barely see the layout inside.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound like dry straw rubbing from behind a wooden coffin.Qi Ling immediately thought that Song Ruoqing said he would take him to see Ji Ze.

"...Ji Ze?" Qi Ling called out tentatively, but no one answered.

He walked to the back of the coffin, and sure enough, he saw a person curled up there.

"Ji Ze." Qi Ling squatted down to push him, Ji Ze opened his eyes in a daze, Qi Ling saw the clothes on his body, and thought that they were gifts from him last time.

"...Qi, Ling?" Ji Ze was puzzled why he saw Qi Ling here.

Qi Ling helped him up.

As soon as Ji Ze got up, he grabbed Qi Ling's arm, "We are not by the river, how did we appear here? I remember that time..."

"Qi Ling!" He seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and shouted, "Have we been kidnapped?!"

Qi Ling lowered his head and did not speak.

How to tell him, in fact, he is not kidnapped.

He was caught by his mother.

Seeing that Qi Ling was silent all the time, Ji Ze patted his shoulder with one hand, and said calmly, "Don't be afraid! I was beaten by bad guys when I was begging on the street before, and I didn't live well in the end? A few wounds... ah!"

Qi Ling was startled back to his senses by this cry, "?"

Ji Ze grabbed Qi Ling's hand, saw the wounds on it, his eyes suddenly darkened, and said: "Those people beat you?! Besides the hands, there are wounds?"

Before Qi Ling could stop him, Ji Ze had already seen the injury on his leg.

"It doesn't hurt." Qi Ling quickly explained.

"How could it not hurt?" Ji Ze didn't believe it, and the anger in his eyes grew a little more.

In his eyes, these scars should not have appeared on this person's body.When he saw him for the first time, he was dressed so cleanly, but every time he saw him afterwards, Qi Ling's clothes were spotless, how could it be like this now?

"They locked us here like this? Let's escape first." Ji Ze stood up and walked towards the door, Qi Ling said: "There is a formation on the door, we can't get out."

"A formation?" Ji Ze was thrown away by the formation, and said, "The ones who kidnapped us are cultivators, and they came after you? Qi Ling, do your parents have a relationship with someone else..."

Qi Ling: "It's my mother."

Ji Ze looked at him, "What is your mother?"

Qi Ling said calmly: "It was my mother who arrested us, and she also beat me for the wounds on my body."

"Why did your mother treat you like this?" Ji Ze was an orphan since he was a child. Whenever he saw his mother with his child when he was begging on the side of the road, he wished that he was not an orphan and could receive such care and caress.

He thought that his parents were ruthless and cruel people, that Qi Ling's parents would never treat him like this.

Qi Ling, shouldn't he have been living under the protection of his parents?

Suddenly, he thought of something, and the expression on his face was moved again. He lowered his voice and asked, "Is it... Is it because of me?"

He could only think of one reason.

Ji Ze: "Your mother doesn't agree with you coming to see me, does she?"

Qi Ling had nothing to say, he couldn't see Ji Ze's expression clearly in the dim room, but he just felt that something was wrong with him, "What's wrong with you?"

"..." Ji Ze took a few steps back, stopped when he bumped into the wooden box behind him, and clenched his fists, "It's nothing, I shouldn't be pestering you. I'm sorry."

Sure enough, how can a person like him deserve to be treated sincerely?He was the one who provoked Qi Ling first and robbed him of his fan.It was all his fault that he was punished now.

Qi Ling said softly, "I don't blame you."

He said this too quickly, sounding like he was being perfunctory, Ji Ze bit his lower lip and frowned silently.

Even after seeing Ji Ze, Qi Ling still didn't understand why Song Ruoqing locked him and Ji Ze here, to make him admit his mistake?

Then this method is too stupid.

If he had been determined to be friends with Ji Ze at that time, he would not have given up on his decision just because he was imprisoned or beaten.

Song Ruoqing was his mother, so it was impossible for her not to know her child.There must be other reasons for keeping him here.

"Qi Ling, I'll give you this back." Ji Ze took out the mysterious fan out of nowhere, "Before I was captured, I saw this fan fall from your body."

The first time he saw Qi Ling, he got into a fight because of this fan, so this fan must be very important to him.

And Qi Ling also remembered what Song Ruoqing told him before he left, what he wanted to get back from Ji Ze should be the Xuanji Fan.

Now he is not the owner of the Xuanji Fan, so naturally he can't sense the spiritual power of the Xuanji Fan at all.

Seeing him in a daze, Ji Ze casually opened the mysterious fan and said, "The pattern on it is really strange...Qi Ling, do you feel that the mountains, rivers and Kyushu seem to be..."

Qi Ling: "Get out of the way!"

The mysterious fan fell out of Ji Ze's hand, and the two of them collided, and he heard a strange sound not far away.

"Qi Ling, you... what is this?" Ji Ze untied the red thread wrapped around himself, and it was this thread that drew him to Qi Ling just now, "I haven't seen you use it before, and this..."

This doesn't look like the spells of a cultivator like Qi Ling.

"Don't worry about that for now." Qi Ling picked up the mysterious fan, and the movement over there became louder, and then there was a faint light, and it could be seen that it was a strange cloud of black air.

Uneasiness arose in Qi Ling's heart.

Ji Ze watched the black air grow steadily: "What is that..."

The Xuanji Fan still didn't respond, it was just an ordinary weapon as sharp as a sword in Qi Ling's hand.

He has just learned to control his spiritual power, and he is not yet able to master it very well. He is not sure if he can retreat completely when he encounters such a group of evil things.

What's more, when he uses his spiritual power, he can also feel that the current body has much less spiritual power than when he grew up.

"Qi Ling! That's, that's..." Ji Ze pointed at the black air with trembling fingers.

Qi Ling looked along.

"There is someone inside the black air! His face is so white... so white..." Ji Ze grabbed the corner of Qi Ling's clothes and said in horror, "Is that... a ghost?"

ghost……

Qi Ling flinched, and backed up with Ji Ze. He didn't dare to look there, shook his head violently to wake himself up, and yelled in front of Ji Ze for the first time: "It's not a ghost, it's not a ghost!"

Ji Ze has never seen Qi Ling in such a gaffe, he is used to begging, and his night vision is very good, even in such a dim environment, he can clearly see Qi Ling's red eyes.

It turned out that this person was afraid of ghosts.

He thought to himself: It's okay, I'm afraid of being hungry, so you give me something to eat.Now you are afraid of ghosts, I will beat him away for you.