Chapter 17 Background Heroine "Disciple, I dare not!" Jin Renfeng and Linghu Chong saluted together. “When you go back today, copy the Seven Commandments of Mount Hua a hundred times!” Yue Buqun shouted coldly. "Yes!" Seeing that the two men accepted the punishment, Yue Buqun's gloomy face finally relaxed. "Now, both of you, tell us your ages truthfully." Jin Renfeng said: "I lost my father when I was young and wandered around to make a living. I don't remember exactly how old I am now." He is an orphan in this life, and his memories of those eight years are very vague. "Me too!" Linghu Chong said from the side. Like Jin Renfeng, he was born an orphan.
Yue Buqun's expression changed, and he then remembered their backgrounds. Being an orphan, it is difficult to even know his exact age. Thinking about it this way, it wasn't really a big mistake for the two of them to talk nonsense about their ages before. However, since neither of them knows their exact ages, there is no point in arranging them in order of age. "Brother, since Feng'er and Chong'er don't know their ages and still want to compete for the position of the eldest senior brother, why not let them compete among themselves?" said Master's wife Ning Zhongze. "What do you mean, Junior Sister?" "Since they are fighting, let them fight. We won't decide the ranking of the brothers yet. We will set a one-year period. During this year, we will patiently teach them martial arts. After a year, the two will compete, and whoever has better martial arts skills will be the eldest senior brother." Ning Zhongze expressed her thoughts. Yue Buqun nodded. "Our Huashan Sword Sect is a martial arts sect, so naturally we should focus on martial arts. It is reasonable to act this way." Then he said to them, "Considering your youth and ignorance, I will not bother with you about this matter. The position of the eldest senior brother will be decided according to your mistress's decision. After one year, we will compete in martial arts, and the winner will be the eldest senior brother." "Yes!" Jin Renfeng and Linghu Chong responded. After paying homage to the spirit tablets of the ancestors, Yue Buqun took the two of them to pay a visit to their master Ning Qingyu. At present, Yue Buqun has not yet become the head of Huashan. The position of head is still in the hands of Ning Qingyu, the father of his master's wife Ning Zhongze. In the past, during the competition between the Huashan Sword and Qi Sects, Ning Qingyu was seriously injured and became seriously ill, and has been bedridden ever since. Therefore, all the affairs of Huashan Sect were handed over to Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze. After meeting their master and introducing their names, Yue Buqun arranged housing for them. Surrounding Zhengqi Hall are dozens of large and small white-walled houses. The group walked to a tile-roofed house, and Yue Buqun said, "Renfeng, this room will be yours to live in from now on."
Then he pointed to another tile-roofed house and said, "If it's Chong'er, then live in that room." In the past, the Huashan Sect was a large and powerful sect with many disciples. Nowadays, the population is sparse, so there are many vacant houses, and even if each person has a tiled house, it can accommodate everyone. "I'll bring your bedding and luggage to you later." Both should be. After designating the house, Yue Buqun left. Jin Renfeng and Linghu Chong went into their respective rooms to clean up. Because the house had been uninhabited for a long time, thick dust had accumulated. Jin Renfeng took a broom and rag and swept and tidied for a long time before the place was barely presentable. After cleaning up, Jin Renfeng walked out of the house. But Linghu Chong was seen outside the house, sneezing several times in succession, and his body was covered with dust. "This damn dust is so hard to clean. It's killing me." He was holding a feather duster in his hand, mumbling and complaining. Jin Renfeng found it funny when he saw this. The famous hero Linghu has now become a kid who can't even clean the house. He walked forward and asked, "Junior Brother Linghu, do you need any help?" However, Linghu Chong did not appreciate it and glared at Jin Renfeng. "Who is your junior fellow apprentice? The competition has not yet been decided! It is still unclear who is your senior brother!" "Then how should we address each other in daily conversation?" Jin Renfeng also didn't understand why Linghu Chong was obsessed with the identity of his senior brother. "Just call each other by our first names!" Linghu Chong said. "Then Linghu Chong, do you need any help?" Jin Renfeng asked. "No need!" Linghu Chong said with his neck stiff. Jin Renfeng shook his head. It was really hard to understand the competitive spirit of this half-grown child. Seeing Linghu Chong struggling with the house, Jin Renfeng was too lazy to explain. She fetched a basin of water, took a rag, and cleaned the house for him. Seeing Jin Renfeng taking action, Linghu Chong couldn't refuse. The two of them worked together and cleaned the house in a short time.
Near dusk, the master and his wife came again, each holding a bundle of bedding in their hands. "These are the unused beddings at the moment. You can use them for now. When we go down the mountain to buy some new ones later, you can buy some new ones." Ningzhong is the way. "Master's wife, what are you talking about? These beddings are enough for us. It's better than wandering around without a fixed place to live in." Seeing that his master and mistress were concerned about him, Linghu Chong was deeply moved. Jin Renfeng didn't feel much, but influenced by the memories of those eight years of wandering, she was a little moved. "Are these two big brothers daddy's disciples?" A childish voice suddenly sounded. Jin Renfeng looked around and saw a little girl standing behind Ning Zhongze, speaking timidly. The girl is pretty and adorable. "Who is this child?" Jin Renfeng asked. Ning Zhongze picked up the girl and introduced her, "This is my daughter Lingshan, she is three years old this year. Although she has not yet entered the Huashan sect, according to her rank, she will be your junior sister in the future." "It turns out to be Junior Sister Lingshan. Senior brother is here to greet you." Jin Renfeng clasped his fists and saluted politely. Seeing that Jin Renfeng had a good point, Yue Lingshan also followed Jin Renfeng's example and clasped her fists in return. His movements are clumsy and very cute. Jin Renfeng also found her like this interesting. In The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Yue Lingshan has a very important role and is the heroine in the early stages. But she rarely appears in the screen, and lives in Linghu Chong's memories most of the time. The heroine who lives in the background. “In the future, I can use Yue Lingshan to draw the power of cause and effect.” Jin Renfeng thought to himself. As one of the heroines, Yue Lingshan must have brought with her a lot of causal power. Seeing how cute Yue Lingshan was, Linghu Chong became very curious. With a naughty thought in his mind, he walked up to her and pinched her pink cheek. Feeling a slight pain in her cheek, Yue Lingshan opened her mouth and burst into tears. Linghu Chong was suddenly in a panic. This half-grown kid does things without considering the consequences and just does what he wants. He didn't expect that his joking behavior would make his junior sister cry. Ning Zhongze patted Yue Lingshan gently and comforted her in a soft voice. "Master's wife, I deserve to die for making Junior Sister cry." Linghu Chong had tears in his eyes and apologized repeatedly.
"You kid, it's just a joke, but what about life and death?" Ning Zhongze didn't take this little thing to heart, instead he comforted Linghu Chong. Linghu Chong was deeply moved. For a lonely, helpless, sensitive and inferior man like him, this was the first time he felt the care from his elders. (End of this chapter)