Ye Wen was in a trance, dizziness, and darkness. He couldn't even feel his own body and limbs. It was as if he had become a severely paralyzed patient.
He didn't know what had happened. At the same time, he couldn't remember what had caused him to become like this.
But then, a sharp pain from his chest made his whole body tremble. It was followed by a feeling of weightlessness. Then, a collision from behind and a loud sound in his ears made him regain some consciousness.
Bang!
Compared to the feeling of being stuffed in a jar, Ye Wen now felt pain all over his body. But he was happy that he could finally feel the existence of his body.
However, his body didn't seem to be in a good condition. The pain on his body was secondary. His mind was slightly clear-headed from the pain just now. After a short while, he fell into a trance again. He felt that he might soon return to darkness again.
In a trance, a young woman in an ancient dress looked at Ye Wen with a complicated expression. At that moment, Ye Wen had a thought: Am I dead? Is this fairy-like beauty a ghost servant who's here to collect my soul? This was a slightly inexplicable thought.
Just as he didn't have time to laugh at his own inexplicable thought, his vision turned black again. Then, he fell into darkness once again …
Just after Ye Wen fainted, a person suddenly stepped forward. The large sword in his hand slashed straight at Ye Wen. If it wasn't for the woman, whom Ye Wen called the Soul Captivating Fairy, stretched out her long sword and tilted the long sword. The long sword brushed past Ye Wen's arm and fell to the ground, Ye Wen's soul would have returned to the underworld before he could understand what was going on.
"My senior brother has already fainted. Are you going to kill him?" The woman in the ancient dress held the long sword in her hand horizontally. Her long, shapely eyebrows were furrowed. She was quite imposing.
Even the man who had just sent Ye Wen flying with a palm strike and was about to rush forward and stab him was shocked by the woman's aura and did not dare to casually step forward.
The two of them confronted each other for a moment. Then, the man threw the broadsword in his hand and rested it on his shoulder. He smiled and said, "Heroine Ning, you must be joking. We are only here to compete in martial arts. We are not here to kill! But now that the outcome has been decided, this wager … "
"Senior Brother and I will keep our promise!"
After saying this, he sheathed his sword and walked to the side of the unconscious Ye Wen. After looking at him for a while with a conflicted expression, he let out a long sigh and helped Ye Wen up. He then carried Ye Wen with his shoulder and left the place.
Behind him, people were saying, "Is this the leader of the Book Mountain Sect? You're really trash! " "Brother Zhang only used three moves to knock this kid out. How can such a person become the leader of a sect?" "Let's not talk about other things. To lose the territory of his own sect in three moves, there is no need for such a sect to exist …" "It's a pity for that woman. I didn't think that such a small sect would have such a beauty …"
These words made her feel very complicated. She asked in a low voice, "Master … why did he pass the position of the sect leader to senior brother?" But she did not know who she was asking.
…
The unconscious Ye Wen only felt discomfort all over his body. Moreover, he kept having dreams. These dreams seemed to be talking about the same person. It was just that the dreams were fragmented and disjointed. He was unable to connect these messy things together.
The only thing he could remember clearly were some parts of his practice. Perhaps this was related to his past experiences.
As someone who was born at the end of the 20th century and grew up at the turn of the century, Ye Wen's life experience was not different from most young people.
Kindergarten, preschool, primary school, high school, and even university — if there were no accidents, he would officially enter society after the summer and start a new life.
The only difference was that Ye Wen had been fond of martial arts since he was young. This made Father Ye, who was full of expectations for his son to study hard and use the word "Wen" as his name, feel very helpless.
Ever since he was young, he had never let go of anything that he could learn, be it Karate or Taiji Fist. Although many of the things that were taught were just for show and couldn't be used in a fight, this kid couldn't help but go out and fight with people every few days to increase his experience.
This situation became more serious after Father Ye, who had single-handedly raised him, passed away in a car accident. He even almost got into big trouble.
Fortunately, this kid finally went on the right path and was admitted to university. Moreover, he kept a low profile in university and did not get into any trouble.
However, he did not expect that when he was about to graduate, something would happen after he drank with his friends. Ye Wen groggily opened his eyes. After looking back and forth for a while, he still could not connect the situation he was in with what happened a few days ago.
He sat up on the bed. The hard feeling under his body did not make him feel uncomfortable. He was used to sleeping on soft beds and had never experienced what it felt like to lie on a hard bed like this.
This time, in this inexplicable situation, he unexpectedly experienced it. It did not feel so bad.
Looking at himself, he felt that he seemed to be different, but he also felt that the hands in front of him were very familiar. This situation continued until he noticed the bronze mirror not far from the bed and came to an accurate conclusion.
"Who is this?" The reflection in the bronze mirror was not his familiar face. Although this face was handsome enough to make his previous self jealous, he was not happy at all.
The reflection from the mirror was enough to let him understand that he was no longer the 'him' he was familiar with. He had become another person in a completely inexplicable situation.
"Damn it, could it be that I've encountered the legendary possession?"
After sitting for a while, this young man who had been bombarded by web novels understood his current situation. At the same time, he also remembered his brief moment of clarity.
"Obviously, this guy was beaten to death, and at that moment, I took over this body!"
Looking at his hands, they looked slender and delicate, but there was a layer of calluses. The calluses were especially obvious at the area between the thumb and forefinger.
Other than that, there was nothing special about these hands. In terms of strength, Ye Wen felt that these hands could not even compare to the fists of his previous life that had experienced countless street fights.
Squeezing his hands, Ye Wen's attention was attracted by the ring on his left index finger.
Originally, he thought that it was just an ordinary iron ring because there were no patterns on it, and it did not look like it was made of gold or silver. This made him not pay too much attention to it at first.
However, when he squeezed his fists, he suddenly felt something in his body being sucked into it.
"What is this?"
Just as he was about to understand what was going on, he saw a flash in front of his eyes. At the same time, a thin piece of cloth suddenly appeared beside his hand, then floated to the ground.
Ye Wen was stunned for a while because he was absolutely sure that there was nothing in his hand. At the same time, his sleeves were not shorter by a bit. So where did this piece of cloth come from?
In the end, his gaze stopped on the ring because he felt that the instant before the cloth appeared, something in his body had been sucked out by it. It even made his body, which was not in a very good condition to begin with, feel weak.
"This thing can't be sucking my blood, right?"
Obviously, he had already lost his life once (Otherwise, how could he be possessed by a soul?) Ye Wen cherished this second life that he had picked up for free. Therefore, his fear of the unknown made him very anxious about his own life.
Only when he was sure that his life was not in danger, would he remember the thin piece of cloth that had fallen to the ground.
After taking off the ring, Ye Wen carefully checked the place where the ring was worn, but still did not find any abnormalities, nor did he see any bleeding wounds. In addition, he did not find any blood-sucking syringes or the like on the inside of the ring.
On the surface, there was no abnormality, which made Ye Wen feel a little relieved, and at the same time, he put the ring back on. It was only at this moment that he had the mind to look at the cloth that had suddenly popped out of nowhere ….
However, perhaps it was fate that Ye Wen would not be able to see what the piece of cloth was today. Just as he put the ring back on, the door of the small room was pushed open.
The beautiful woman in the ancient costume, whom he had caught a glimpse of when he was temporarily awake, came in with a bowl of medicinal soup. As soon as the door opened, the pungent smell of the Chinese medicine made Ye Wen frown.
The woman who was holding the bowl of medicine also frowned. Perhaps she did not expect her senior brother to recover to the point where he could get out of bed and walk around so quickly, so she was a little surprised that her senior brother did not pay attention to his body.
"Senior brother, your injury is not completely healed, how can you walk around casually? What if it affects your internal organs and causes your injury to worsen? "
"It's okay, I feel that my body is fine …" Unfortunately, Ye Wen's body was too weak. Just as he wanted to stretch out his arms and legs to show that he was fine, a sharp pain came from his chest, making his forehead drip with cold sweat.
Seeing this scene, the woman in the ancient costume could only helplessly sigh, and then helped Ye Wen back to the bed.
"Senior brother, that day your chest was hit by Zhang De's palm, and your internal organs have been injured. Although your life is not in danger, you still need to recuperate to recover, so as to avoid any hidden injuries."
While talking, she handed the bowl of medicine to Ye Wen's hand and let him drink it, at the same time, she kept talking about the injury that day: "And when I asked the doctor to check you, he found that you also have a wound on the back of your head. Perhaps when you were hit by Zhang De's palm, the doctor asked me to ask you if your head has any discomfort after you woke up."
While pinching his nose and pouring the medicine into his stomach, he thought about the current situation in his head.
Obviously, Ye Wen had traveled to an environment similar to ancient China, and the woman in front of him should be from the same sect as him, and she was his junior sister.
However, from the conversation, he could sense that this cheap junior sister didn't seem to be friendly towards him. This point could be seen from the fact that this junior sister didn't care about his feelings when she talked about the matter when he was beaten up and seriously injured.
"It seems that this body didn't mix well in the sect before … I don't know if that cheap master will stand up for me?"
Thinking of this, Ye Wen felt that he should inquire more about this body, at least he should know some of the situation of his sect.
"It's nothing, just a lot of things that I can't remember … junior sister, where are we now? Did we return to the sect? "
When these words came out, the woman in front of him looked very strange, and at the same time, the way she looked at Ye Wen made him feel quite uncomfortable, and even made him suspect that he said something wrong: "Could it be that I said something wrong?"
"Senior brother, could it be that you've forgotten, because you lost that fight, our sect is gone!" When she said this, she had a look of indignation, and although her pair of jade like hands were still in front of her, but the creaking sound of her clenched fists already explained a lot of things.
"Why did I lose the fight, but our sect is gone?" Ye Wen's brain couldn't wrap itself around it, he didn't understand what his loss had to do with his sect.
Unless …
Hearing Ye Wen's question, the woman in front of him was shocked, and even the monstrous anger from before disappeared. "Senior brother, could it be that you've forgotten that you're the seventh sect leader!"
"Sect … sect leader?"
Ye Wen's face became ugly, he had thought of this possibility, but he didn't think that it would be the truth.
Seeing that her senior brother's reaction didn't seem to be fake, the woman finally confirmed that her senior brother was seriously injured, and was afraid that he had the Soul Detachment Disease. "Senior brother, do you still remember who you are?"
"I …" Ye Wen looked at the woman in front of him, other than knowing that he seemed to have become the sect leader, and that this beautiful woman was his junior sister, he really didn't know anything else. He couldn't even remember what this body's original name was.
'Damn it, when I transmigrated, why couldn't I have absorbed the memories of this body as well?'
As he cursed in his heart, he smiled bitterly and asked, "I … Who am I?"
Hearing her senior brother's question, the woman's face became even more bitter, and her heart was in even more pain. But when she thought of her respected master's last words, she couldn't help but force a smile and answer, "Senior brother, you and I are the last two disciples of our sect, before your respected master passed away a month ago, he passed the position of sect leader to you, do you still remember all this?"
Ye Wen pretended to be in pain, and then shook his head firmly.
The woman took a deep breath, "Then do you still remember me? I'm your junior sister Ning! "
"Ning?"
Ye Wen's mind was like a bolt from the blue, buzzing and buzzing, and he almost fainted again. This was because when he heard this from his junior sister Ning, it made him think of a terrifying possibility.
There were only two people left in the entire sect, I'm the sect leader, she's my junior sister, her surname is Ning …
"My surname isn't Yue right?"
Ye Wen's face was sullen, he thought of a certain sect leader who gave up his own thing in order to revitalize the sect.
What was worth celebrating was that junior sister Ning then replied with a strange expression, "Yue? Senior brother, your surname is Ye, and you're like me, an orphan that master picked up from the bottom of the mountain. Because you liked to read since you were young, you were named 'Wen'. "
"Ye Wen?"
Ye Wen thought that the person he had possessed actually had the same surname as him, but their personalities and experiences were very different. Now that he had replaced her, he didn't know if it was fortunate or unfortunate.
"Then junior sister, your full name is … …?"
Since he had already lost his memory, Ye Wen didn't mind going through with it, anyway, he didn't know anything now, so he didn't care about what he wanted to ask.
"My surname is Ning, and my name is Ruxue!" When Ning Ruxue mentioned her name, she seemed to remember something, and when she answered, she was not as straightforward as before, but was a little shy like an ordinary woman.
Ye Wen thought that it was because in ancient times, women didn't want to talk about their names with others, so they were shy, but he didn't know that Ning Ruxue was like a man since she was young, her actions were straightforward, which was completely different from the women of this era. She felt that it was difficult to say, because she remembered that her name was given to her by this senior brother of hers. (That brother who ascended to heaven liked to read since he was young, and it wasn't for nothing)
But these were all in the past, and Ye Wen didn't know the details, so he didn't feel strange. Ning Ruxue also quickly forgot about other things, and focused on talking about the current situation with her senior brother.
After a few sentences, Ye Wen finally understood his current situation.
He had a cheap master — who died a month ago.
The school was called the Book Mountain Sect, and he was the head of the Book Mountain Sect — but two days ago, he lost the school's name and the land.
There were only two people in the school — himself and this junior sister Ning in front of him.
To put it simply, he had nothing except for a junior sister who didn't seem to be very friendly to him.
After understanding the situation, the two looked at each other in silence. Ning Ruxue saw her senior brother sitting there with his head down and didn't say anything. She vaguely saw her useless and unmotivated senior brother again.
Since young, this senior brother couldn't compare to her in anything, including martial arts, and procrastination. He couldn't do anything well, but he liked to hold a lousy book and read it endlessly.
She didn't know why her master insisted on passing the position of head to her senior brother. She originally thought that she would be the new head, and at the same time, she also believed that she could bring the Book Mountain Sect to greater heights.
Unfortunately …
"Is it because I'm a woman?" Recalling that the previous heads of the school were all men, Ning Ruxue couldn't help but think of this reason.
However, she was still unconvinced. Couldn't a woman be the head of a school? What's more, in today's Jianghu, although there weren't many schools that respected women, there were also many big schools that accepted both male and female disciples. How could a small family like theirs be so decadent and old-fashioned?
However, she couldn't disobey her master's orders. Before her master passed away, she passed the position of head to her senior brother, so she couldn't disobey her master's last words. At this point, she could only choose to follow her master's orders. "Senior brother, master said that the important task of revitalizing the school was entrusted to you …"
Ye Wen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, because he felt that he had heard these words before. But before he could react, his Junior Sister, who was as beautiful as a fairy, said something that left him dumbfounded.
"If you can't do it, quickly give the position of head to me!" After saying this, she didn't wait for Ye Wen's reaction, picked up the empty bowl, turned around, and left the room.
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