38 Chapter 38 (Three in One
◎Accepting apprentices!◎
【What's the meaning? 】
What nonsense are you talking about?
What does it mean to do something intentionally?
[Is it really okay to rub salt into Xiao Sangyue's wounds like this? ]
[What the hell???]
Did Xiao Sangyue leave the eyebrow razor behind on purpose?
【Ah ...
This is too scary!
The live broadcast room gradually divided into two voices.
Xiao Sangyue sat in front of the camera. Ever since Qianyang said that, she had become extremely stiff, her eyes were blank, her lips moved, but she couldn't say anything.
"Is there anything else?" Qian Yang asked.
Little Sangyue looked up at her in a daze, then nodded as if possessed by some unknown force. "...Yes."
"Tell me about it." Qianyang said.
Little Sangyue was silent for a few seconds, then pursed her dry lips, tears welling in her eyes as she said, "I have a brother."
"Um?"
"He...has suffered from autism since childhood."
[Why would the baby tell the liar about family matters? ]
[Can't you see it in the previous 2b? It's obvious that Qianyang's words touched her heart.]
[No way? Why would Xiao Sangyue deliberately leave behind the eyebrow razor?]
"Although I believe what Master Qianyang said, Xiao Sangyue really cares about her brother. Why would she do such a thing?"
"How should I put it? I really care about my brother, and I really don't want to be dragged down any further."
[I also have a mentally ill uncle at home. I can only say that he has caused great suffering to the whole family.]
Even if you don't want to be dragged down, there's no need to be so extreme, right?
【Oh my god... Is what Qianyang said true? 】
Little Sangyue's face turned pale. She no longer cared about the comments in the comments section. She said in a hoarse voice, "He refuses to see a doctor or leave his room. I'm the only one at home who can get close to him and talk to him."
"I heard you can cure illnesses, so I'd like you to take a look at him."
Qian Yang pondered for a moment and asked, "Have you been to the hospital for a check-up? What's the cause?"
"My brother went to the hospital when he was young and was diagnosed with common autism. The doctor said that with treatment and training, he should be able to recover. However, as he got older, his autism became more severe."
"Has there been any suicide before this?" Qianyang asked.
"Um……"
Qian Yang frowned and said, "If it's a pathological problem, I'm afraid I can't help you. However, it sounds like his illness is a bit strange. I can help you take a look."
Xiao Sangyue immediately said, "Thank you, Master."
Xiao Sangyue did not respond to what Qianyang had said before. Her attitude could almost be described as one of acquiescence.
[Xiao Sangyue, you...]
Did you really leave the eyebrow razor behind on purpose?
Why don't you respond?
[I don't understand. Aren't you close to your brother?]
If my mother hadn't discovered it early, my brother would have really died.
[I’m speechless, I’m no longer a fan! ]
…
[Can Xiao Sangyue’s fans calm down a bit? ]
【Who knows what happened exactly? 】
[Who would do this to their family unless they have reached their limit?]
【Let the bullets fly for a while! 】
After realizing that Xiao Sangyue's attitude towards Qianyang had changed, fans in the live broadcast room launched a heated discussion and indiscriminate accusations.
Qianyang's fans who had been lurking in Xiao Sangyue's live broadcast room came out to speak for her.
What they have seen and heard in Qianyang’s live broadcast room during this period has made them realize that there are many things in the world that have to be done unavoidably.
Several great anchors who were watching the game silently on the Shark platform couldn't help but sigh.
"Master Qianyang's fans are of very high quality."
“It feels like most of them are highly educated people with money and empathy.”
"No wonder they are so willing to give rewards, it's really enviable."
"No, no, no, her livestream was also a mess at first, but after most people became her fans, she became a completely different person."
"To be honest, I used to have a hater who privately messaged me and cursed me every day. But a while ago, he suddenly posted a long apology to me, saying that after watching Master Qianyang's live broadcast, he deeply realized his mistakes and shouldn't have been so hostile to a stranger. He even gave me a 2,000 yuan gift."
"What the hell?! Is it really that amazing? I have to go check it out!"
…
Xiao Sangyue gathered her emotions and said, "Master, please wait a moment. My parents probably won't agree. I'll connect with you via phone."
"Okay." Qianyang said.
Then, Xiao Sangyue said to the audience in the live broadcast room: "Sorry, I'm not in a good state today. The live broadcast ends here."
【???】
【What's the meaning? 】
What's next?
[Follow-up? Go to Qianyang’s live studio!]
Xiao Sangyue had no intention of caring about the audience in the live broadcast room and directly cut off the live broadcast and connection.
Qianyang enjoyed his dinner while waiting for Xiao Sangyue to reconnect.
Just then, Yang Mao came home from get off work.
"Master? Why are you eating snacks?" Yang Mao asked in surprise.
Qian Yang said casually: "I don't know how to use a gas stove or an electric rice cooker."
Yang Mao said helplessly: "You can order takeout. There is a good dine-in restaurant nearby that can deliver takeout."
During this period, Yang Mao often worked overtime, and Yang Wei was busy preparing for the college entrance examination, so they almost never ate at home at night.
Qianyang had not cooked for himself since he came down the mountain, and was very unfamiliar with kitchen things.
"These are good enough." Qianyang said.
Yang Mao took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "I'll make you a bowl of noodles."
Qianyang thought about it and nodded, "That's fine."
[Big Brother is a good family man! ]
[Hehe, if Big Brother pursues me...]
【You wish! 】
【It feels like I haven’t seen him for a long time! 】
Seeing this comment, Qian Yang waved at him and said, "Apprentice, say hello to them."
Yang Mao walked to the table, leaned on the edge and greeted everyone.
Suddenly, he saw something and said in disbelief, "Master, what have you done?"
Qian Yang said innocently: "I didn't do anything."
"Why is the livestream now approaching two million views?! Holy crap! It's still going crazy!"
Qianyang smiled and pushed him over, "Go and cook noodles for me."
As Xiao Sangyue went off the air, a large number of viewers had no choice but to flock to her live broadcast room.
Not long after, Xiao Sangyue reapplied for the connection.
After agreeing to the connection, Qianyang clearly felt that the color of the lens was darker.
Xiao Sangyue adjusted the camera lens, hung the phone in front of her chest, and put on headphones.
"Master, I will take you to see him now."
"good."
Xiao Sangyue walked to the door in one go and held the door handle with her slender hand. Upon closer inspection, one could see that her hand was shaking unconsciously.
She opened the door and walked into a living room decorated in a light and elegant style.
"Is the live broadcast over?"
At this moment, a man's voice sounded not far away.
Xiao Sangyue's body was obviously frozen for a moment. She raised her right hand and covered the camera, probably because she didn't want her family to be exposed to the camera.
Xiao Sangyue arrived: "Well, I'm a little tired today, so I'll call it a day. I'll go check on my brother first."
"Wait a minute, come here first, your mother and I have something to ask you."
The fingers covering the lens visibly contracted, showing some nervousness.
"Let me take a look first..."
"come over!"
Suddenly, a very sharp male voice was heard.
Yang Mao, who was boiling water and cooking noodles in the kitchen, was startled.
Oh my god…
[Who is this? I'm so scared that my shit is about to break.]
[Xiao Sangyue has said before that her parents are quite strict, and when she first started live streaming, she had a lot of arguments with them.]
[This is so scary. Is there anything that can’t be said calmly?]
I fell to my knees with a thud, feeling the ruler about to fall on my hands.
Xiao Sangyue hesitated for a few seconds, and seeing that her parents had no intention of letting her leave, she could only cover her face slightly and walked into the living room.
Her fingers were trembling slightly, and through the gaps between her fingers she could see two figures sitting on the sofa.
One of them placed an eyebrow razor with blood still on it on the coffee table.
"Can you explain to me why your eyebrow razor is on the sink?" asked Sang's father.
The camera shook up and down, as if Xiao Sangyue's breathing became heavier.
"I, I forgot about it after trimming my eyebrows. I'm sorry." Xiao Sangyue said in a trembling voice.
"Forgot? You have your own dressing room, why did you bring it to the bathroom?" Sang's mother asked sternly.
Xiao Sangyue explained: "It's a little dirty, I want to clean it..."
"Do you know? Your brother almost died! We worked so hard to take care of him, and every day was like walking on thin ice. Do you know that because of you, all our hard work almost went to waste?"
"Your brother is sick and he doesn't know anything. Why, why couldn't you be more careful?" Mother Sang choked up as she spoke.
Xiao Sangyue said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I will pay more attention next time."
"Pay attention?" Father Sang sneered, "Sang Yue, you really didn't leave this thing in the bathroom on purpose?"
Xiao Sangyue's fingers covering the camera trembled violently.
"Dad, how could I have done this on purpose..."
"How come you didn't do it on purpose?"
"Didn't you know about your brother's illness all these years? We've put away all the sharp objects in our house, and we've been like this for almost ten years. How could you do such a careless thing?!"
"Do you dislike your brother? Do you think he's a burden to you? Do you think he'll drag you down?! Sang Yue, are you such a heartless person?"
Mother Sang choked up and said, "Sang Yue, he's your brother! He's just sick. How could you, how could you want him to die?"
Little Sangyue's body trembled visibly, and her fingers could hardly cover the camera. "Dad, Mom, I'm not..."
"Sang Yue, how could you be so cruel to watch your brother..."
"If you were sick, why would your brother do this to you?"
Xiao Sangyue's voice was suddenly blocked in her throat.
【ah……】
How could Mom and Dad say that?
[It's fine if outsiders don't believe Xiao Sangyue, but how can you speculate about her like this? ]
[Yes, little Sangyue has cried so much heartache when she mentioned her brother. How could she do such a thing?]
【I feel so sorry for little Sangyue.】
"Yes...I did it on purpose."
After a while, Xiao Sangyue suddenly calmly admitted the fact.
[What the hell? ? ]
"Are you sick? He's still your brother after all!"
What's the difference between what you're doing and murder?
[The heart of a woman is the most vicious!!! I really misjudged you!]
[How disgusting! You know you were very kind to me before!]
…
[Xiao Sangyue, how could you do such a thing? ]
[So...what Qianyang said was true? ]
Oh my god!
Suddenly, hurried footsteps were heard in the live broadcast room.
“Bang!”
Suddenly there was a crisp sound and the camera began to shake.
Xiao Sangyue was slapped hard and almost fell to the ground. She was bent over and her wizard hat fell to the ground.
Even so, her right hand still blocked the camera firmly.
Through the gaps between trembling fingers, a man appeared in the camera.
The palms of his hands hanging by his sides were red and shaking constantly, and his chest was heaving violently, as if he was extremely angry.
"Beast! You beast! He's your brother!"
A drop of liquid fell, seeping through her fingers and blurring the lens.
Well done!
【CS deserves to be played. 】
"Administrator, kick anyone who curses out of my live broadcast room." Qian Yang frowned.
Administrator 9958: [Okay.]
“…Why?”
After a moment, Xiao Sangyue made a hoarse sound.
"Why did you hit me?!"
"Because I'm your father!"
Little Sangyue's voice gradually rose: "What did I do wrong? Aren't all these years enough?"
"I just want a normal life! I don't want to live in his shadow every day!"
"I don't want to call him to eat every day! I don't want to be tied up at home like a dog! I don't want to listen to you quarrel, I don't want to stay here forever, and I don't want to have to use a key to open the door to get a fruit knife even when peeling fruit!"
Xiao Sangyue's voice gradually became hysterical.
"I don't want to face him every day! I don't want to face you all every day!"
"What can I do? What can I do? He only talks to me and only listens to me. He doesn't want to go to the hospital, he doesn't want to get treatment. He tries every way to die every day! What can I do?!"
"Do you want me to be the one who's sick? Will you be happy if I'm the one who's sick?"
Her body was shaking so violently that her voice was almost broken.
The two people in the living room stood there in a daze, like stone sculptures.
"He is your brother..." Sang's mother murmured.
"He's my brother! He's my brother! But I can't live in his shadow forever!"
"Mom... do you remember why I didn't go to college? You just keep scolding me for not working, but what else can I do besides stay at home every day?"
"Where do students and employees need to drop what they are doing and go home anytime, anywhere?"
Little Sangyue started to cry. "What did I do wrong? What did I do wrong? I just want to live an ordinary life! I, I just..."
"Why is my brother the only one who is sick?"
After hearing this, Sang's mother could no longer bear it and burst into tears with her hands covering her face.
【……well. 】
[Little Sangyue once said that her brother only wanted to talk to her.]
[If anything happens to my brother, won't Xiao Sangyue have to handle it all?]
[Has she been living like this all these years?]
[Oh my god, I feel like I'm being held captive by my brother.]
【It's so suffocating.】
…
[Emmm, is this the reason why you killed your brother? ]
"I can't understand it. No matter how extreme it is, you can't help your brother commit suicide."
[To put it bluntly, it's still selfish. I feel that I am capable and have made money, so I don't want to take care of my useless brother anymore.]
"You didn't do anything wrong. What did your brother do wrong? Did he want to be sick? He just couldn't control himself."
[Instead of helping him commit suicide, it is better to find a way to cure his brother.]
【I didn’t expect you to be a murderer! 】
The quarrel ended with the father's silence and the mother and daughter's crying.
"Take me to see your brother."
After everything was completely quiet, Qianyang reminded.
Xiao Sangyue did not answer and left the living room silently.
Walking to a door in the corner, she took a deep breath, wiped away her tears, sorted out her emotions, and opened the door.
This is a closed room with a dim wall lamp installed on the corner wall. The wall is covered with thick sound insulation cotton. Probably to prevent Brother Sangyue from hurting himself, there is nothing in the room except a mattress.
Walking into the room, Xiao Sangyue lightened her steps, glanced at the bed, and said, "Brother just came back from the hospital this afternoon and is still resting."
A tall and thin man lay under the dark sheets.
As Xiao Sangyue approached, a sickly pale face appeared in the camera.
The man had a thin and pale face, and his facial features were 70% similar to Xiao Sangyue's. His long eyelashes covered his eyes, casting a thick shadow under his eyes.
Little Sangyue walked up to her brother, half-knelt on the ground, and couldn't help but stroke his hair with her hand, "This is my brother."
Xiao Sangyue said softly.
"I like the way my brother sleeps the most."
Little Sangyue stroked her brother's thin cheek, her voice still a little choked.
She lifted a corner of the quilt and saw her brother's wrist wrapped in thick gauze. His fingertips were trembling slightly. She held his bloodless fingers and sat on the floor beside the bed.
"Master, can you see?"
"Yeah." Qianyang responded.
Little Sangyue didn't seem to care about how the livestream audience and her fans would view her after she admitted to deliberately making a mistake. She just kept talking to herself, "I remember when I was little, my brother wasn't like this."
"He's just a loner, doesn't like to talk, and often stays alone in a corner. Because he's very good-looking, the kids around me all like him. But no matter what they do or say, my brother won't pay attention. He only listens to me."
At the end of her words, a hint of smile appeared in Xiao Sangyue's voice.
"At that time, I was very proud of myself, thinking that my brother only liked me and that other children envied me."
"Even though my brother is sick, he still talks to me, plays with me, buys me toys, and draws with me. He's just like other brothers. In fact, I think he's better than other brothers. He's always there for me no matter what I do. When I make a mistake and my parents punish me, he'll stand in front of me."
"At that time..." Xiao Sangyue paused, "I really thought it would be okay even if I stayed with my brother for the rest of my life."
"Actually... even now, I still..."
Xiao Sangyue's voice got stuck in her throat and she didn't continue speaking. Instead, she laughed at herself, as if she was laughing at herself for having lost the qualifications to say this.
【Hypocritical! 】
[Emmm, isn't this your usual way of flirting with guys on livestreams? Don't you think you can save your reputation?]
[Spoken: I'm willing to stay with you forever. Acted: Go to hell, you burdensome brother!]
"Why are you pretending to be so affectionate now? If mom hadn't found out sooner, your brother would be dead!"
[When you were little, it was your vanity that was playing tricks on you, wasn't it? ]
Xiao Sangyue couldn't see the attacking comments in the barrage, so naturally she wouldn't be affected.
She seemed to be lost in her memories, and her mood was very depressed. Qianyang did not make a sound to disturb her.
Qianyang said that there are more people with psychological problems than just Xiao Sangyue’s brother.
"Later, when I was in third grade, some classmates didn't like me and tricked me into moving to an unfinished building."
"It was dark and scary there. There was no one, not a single light. But it was already dark, and there was only wasteland everywhere. I didn't dare leave alone... It was so strange that it was my brother who had always refused to go out that day who found me."
"He had never been to that place before, and he had never gone out alone before. He found me out of nowhere that day, like Superman."
"That day, I cried so hard. To cheer me up, my brother carried me on his back and told me stories along the way. I got tired of crying and fell asleep on his back."
Thinking of the past, Xiao Sangyue felt happy.
She didn't know what she was thinking about, but her mood became depressed again. "After that, my brother's condition became more and more serious and out of control. I even suspected that his condition was aggravated by him coming to see me."
Oh my god…
[Although my brother was sick at that time, he was really good to little Sangyue! ]
If something like this happened to me, and my autistic brother, who never goes out alone, found me, told me stories, and carried me home, I would really be willing to stay with him forever.
"Yeah, having an autistic person tell you a story? What's the difference between that and the Arabian Nights?"
【My brother loves his sister very much.】
[You are a real CS. Your brother is so good to you, how could you send him to die? ]
[I'm speechless. My brother isn't incapable of taking care of himself. I'm just talking to him!]
[Your brother's condition became increasingly serious because of you, and you were so cruel as to help him commit suicide?]
[Your dad is right, you are CS.]
Qianyang manually kicked a few spectators who were cursing.
"Master..." Xiao Sangyue's voice became a little confused. "My brother... can he still get better? He doesn't need to be very good. Even if he is the same as when he was a child, it doesn't matter."
Qianyang looked at the sleeping man on the screen and said, "Maybe."
Xiao Sangyue was stunned for a few seconds, "...what?"
"Really? Can my brother ever be good again?"
Qian Yang lowered his eyes and said, "I need to talk to your parents and learn more about his situation."
"good!"
Xiao Sangyue left the room and was about to return to the living room. When she opened the door, she found her parents standing at the door, looking at her nervously.
"Dad, Mom..." little Sangyue murmured.
The tension on his parents' faces had not yet faded when Sang's father asked, "Who are you talking to? Are you plotting to hurt your brother again?"
Xiao Sangyue's fingers tightened around the phone, and without answering the question, she said, "Come with me for a moment. I have something to say."
The two of them looked into the room worriedly, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, they closed the door and returned to the living room with Xiao Sangyue.
"What do you want to say?" Father Sang said coldly.
Xiao Sangyue said: "I found a master, maybe she can make my brother better."
Hearing this, the two were stunned.
"What?"
"who?"
Xiao Sangyue took off the mobile phone hanging on her chest, flipped the camera to the front, and placed it in front of her parents.
"She is Master Qianyang, who has helped many people in need. She wants to ask you about her brother's situation." Xiao Sangyue took off her cell phone and turned off Bluetooth.
There was a bowl of steaming egg noodles in front of Qianyang. The mist blurred her face and she couldn't be seen clearly.
"Hello, I'm Qianyang."
The couple looked at each other in surprise and asked, "Are you Master Qianyang?"
This time it was Qianyang's turn to be surprised. He asked, "Do you know me?"
Sang's mother became more excited. "I've heard of you! You're very powerful. Can you really restore Sang Chen to normal?"
Since they recognized him, Qianyang didn't need to waste his words trying to convince them.
"Yes, I can."
[Oh my god, is this anchor so awesome?! Xiao Sangyue's parents actually know her?]
[I've told you that you're so ignorant and still don't believe me. Young people aren't interested in metaphysics and don't understand it. Many middle-aged people in China know her.]
[No wonder her fans are so generous in giving tips, it turns out most of them are well-off.]
[Damn... I'm totally confused. Is she really that powerful?]
[Can you, Xiao Sangyue fans, please go and learn more about the host? He just starts cursing as soon as he opens his mouth.]
[It was she who first suggested that Xiao Sangyue deliberately leave the eyebrow razor behind!]
"Let me find out about his situation first." Qianyang slurped a mouthful of noodles. "I haven't eaten yet. Do you mind if I ask while I eat?"
"Don't mind, don't mind!" Mother Sang quickly shook her head.
"Did anything happen when he was born?" Qianyang asked.
Mother Sang had heard of Qian Yang from somewhere, and as if she was new there, she spoke frankly, "Nothing happened, just some difficulties during the birth."
Qianyang then asked, "What about before you gave birth to him? Did you go to any special places?"
Hearing this, Mother Sang frowned and thought carefully, "I don't think I have..."
At this time, Sang's father said: "Three months before you gave birth to Sang Chen, you went to the temple to pray for blessings, and when you came out you fell."
Mother Sang nodded. "Yes! I remember now. I fell down a dozen steps and passed out. After I woke up, I went to the hospital for a checkup. There was nothing wrong with me or the baby."
"I see." Qian Yang nodded and drank a mouthful of noodle soup. "Sang Chen should have died in the womb that day."
After hearing this, several people were shocked and said hurriedly: "What? Master, this is impossible? How could Sang Chen..."
Qian Yang said, "Let's put it this way. He's already half dead, and the other half is hanging on thanks to your prayers for him that day. By chance, he has a 'Buddha's connection'."
Qianyang turned to ask Xiao Sangyue, "When you were young, you were trapped in an unfinished building. Was there a mountain nearby?"
Little Sangyue said in surprise: "Yes."
"Is there a temple on the mountain where your mother prayed?"
Mother Sang's breath hitched, "...Yes, that temple is indeed on the hill behind the unfinished building."
Qianyang said: "That's right."
Noticing their still bewildered expressions, Qian Yang explained, "That day, after you prayed for the fetus in your womb, you fell down the mountain and should have lost it. However, the master in the temple saved your son's life, and he became a boy under the master, thus establishing a connection with the Buddha."
"However, he cannot approach that mountain before he reaches adulthood. If he is discovered by the adults, his life will be taken away, and he will become a true boy under the adults' scepter."
"How could this happen..." Sang's mother murmured.
[Holy crap? I really think I've heard that before.]
[No, aren’t these just legends?]
【Ahhhhh, what should I do then? 】
[Can Brother Sangyue be saved?]
[Wait, if the anchor saves him, wouldn't that mean he's competing with the master in the temple for him?]
[Oh my god, anchor, take it easy. Don't get yourself involved by saving others!]
[Qianyang, please be careful. If he should have died long ago, there's no need for you to forcefully save his life.]
[Qianyang, please don't do anything stupid! ]
"Master, what's going on with my brother now?" Xiao Sangyue asked.
Qian Yang said, "Since he didn't go up the mountain at that time, the master was kind enough to spare his life. However, after that day, the boy's identity would allow him to see, hear, and feel things that ordinary humans cannot perceive."
Every word Qianyang said was more absurd than the last.
"What are you referring to, Master, that is imperceptible to ordinary humans?"
"For example, familiar ghosts, monsters, demons, spirits... even some things with divine power, he can sense them all."
Qian Yang pursed his lips and continued, "For Xuanmen disciples, this is a rare talent, but for ordinary people and people with autism, it is endless and constant torture."
"His world isn't just populated by ordinary humans; it's filled with strange things that the world can't understand. If he'd met someone with a predestined relationship to guide his cultivation earlier, perhaps he could have become a somewhat accomplished disciple of the Xuan Sect. Unfortunately, he didn't have that opportunity, and can only suffer alone in this bizarre world, a life more painful than death."
They cannot imagine how much pain an autistic person goes through every day under such torment.
He locked himself in the room, unwilling to go near the hospital where ghosts roamed everywhere, and kept looking for death. Isn't this a kind of redemption for himself?
The three people in the living room were all dumbfounded. It turned out that without their knowledge, Sang Chen had endured much more pain than they had imagined.
"Master, what should we do? How can we save him?"
"His life has been truly miserable... Master, please save him!"
【well. 】
People with autism usually like to immerse themselves in their own world, but now their world is filled with invisible ghosts. Who the hell can stand that?
【Be more confident, normal people can't stand it. 】
【What is Qianyang planning to do? 】
【ah? ? ? 】
Is it really that outrageous?
[You all believe everything the anchor says? The more I listen, the more mysterious it seems.]
Even though she saw that Xiao Sangyue had deliberately placed the knife there, I still didn't quite believe her.
"Ahem." Qian Yang sat up straight and patted his chest. "But fortunately, you met me. As long as he becomes my disciple and I guide him into the Xuanmen cultivation, his illness will naturally heal."
Boy!
A natural born genius in the mysterious world!
A talent that is one in a million!
Although Sang Chen's talent cannot be compared with hers, he is the first all-round talent that Qianyang has met since he came down the mountain!
If he is taught well, he will definitely become a dragon and phoenix among the disciples of Xuanmen!
The three of them were bewildered by what she said. Mother Sang hesitated and asked, "Let him worship you as his master?"
Qian Yang straightened his expression and clasped his fists, saying, "I am Qian Yang, the 33rd generation heir of the Qian Family of Xiao Qianshan. I currently only have two and a half disciples. If he were to become my disciple, he would become my third junior brother."
Yang Mao counts as one, Qin Shuyi counts as one, and Yang Wei counts as half, making them two and a half apprentices in total.
"this……"
The couple looked at each other, hesitant.
Xiao Sangyue said, "Master, you don't know that my brother won't listen to anyone. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to teach him."
Qian Yang said, "It's okay. He didn't react to your words because he can hear too many voices. He only reacted to your words. Maybe it's because you were the person he spoke to the most in the past, and he recognized your voice."
After a moment's silence, Father Sang said, "Master, if you can really save him, I would like him to become your disciple and learn from you."
Mother Sang sighed, "Yes, as long as he is alive, it is better than anything else."
Qian Yang immediately said: "I can prove to you that I have a way to save him."
“Thank you, Master!”
[Oh my god, is it so magical? ]
【I want to see how she proves it! 】
She sounds like a liar.
[It feels like, "I see you have excellent physique and are a martial arts prodigy. I'll buy you this martial arts manual for five yuan."]
[Damn it!]
【Why is it not my turn even for the third brother? 】
[Can't you accept me, host? ]
[Hehe, I hope Sang Chen gets better soon! ]
【Maybe I can see him more often in the live studio in the future! 】
Xiao Sangyue and the other two returned to their brother's room.
"Just wake him up." Qianyang said.
Father Sang stepped forward and stood in front of little Sang Yue.
Xiao Sangyue was stunned for a moment, stopped silently and no longer moved forward.
Qian Yang explained, "I have a lot of Yang energy, so generally, evil spirits can't get close to me, even through a screen."
Father Sang walked to the bedside and gently patted Sang Chen's shoulder, waking him from his deep sleep.
His long eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.
"Good...quiet..."
Sang Chen's pale lips moved slightly, and he murmured softly.
Hearing his voice, Mother Sang immediately covered her mouth and nose, her eyes widened, and tears filled her eyes.
As if he had noticed something, he looked in Qianyang's direction and asked weakly, "...is it you?"
Qian Yang said: "That's right, because of me, those things dare not enter this house for the time being."
Sang Chen slowly opened his eyes and looked around the room. It seemed that he had not seen so clearly for a long time.
[Oh my god!]
【He spoke?】
[Didn't Xiao Sangyue say that he only talked to her for so many years! ]
[Holy crap?! Is the anchor really that awesome??]
[If Xiao Sangyue hadn't said it more than once, I would have suspected it was a script!]
[Oh my god, does metaphysics work so quickly?]
"Are you willing to be my disciple? I will teach you how to resist those things in the future." Qianyang asked.
Sang Chen was a little stunned and nodded after a while.
"Brother..." Little Sangyue stood in the corner and called out in a trembling voice.
When Sang Chen heard her voice, he reacted and slowly sat up from the bed and stretched out a hand towards Xiao Sang Yue.
Sang's father and mother immediately became nervous and didn't want her to get close to her brother, fearing that she would continue to hurt him.
【emmm】
【CS is really a bummer here. 】
[You almost killed my brother, how dare you stand in front of him?]
[Brother doesn't know that you want him to die, don't you know it yourself? ]
[You've made it big. If you don't want to be dragged down by your brother, stop putting on such a hypocritical face. It's disgusting!]
[It makes me sad to think that I was a fan of you with all my heart. ]
【Cyber criminal record】
【I really don't understand why people quit being fans and turn against me.】
[Have Xiao Sangyue's fans ever truly liked her? Have they ever understood her?]
[Her actions are certainly extreme, but her brother is suffering, so hasn't she also suffered all these years?]
"Sang, Yue." Her brother still stretched out his hand towards her.
Little Sangyue leaned against the wall, tears in her eyes, her fingers unconsciously tangled together.
Her parents' wary eyes and their guilt towards her brother made it impossible for her to get close to her brother.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Xiao Sangyue murmured.
Sang Chen pulled the corners of his dry and pale mouth and smiled with a distressed look, "I'm sorry... I forced you."
With a "wow", little Sangyue threw herself into her brother's arms.
"I'm sorry... I really... really... for a moment... I hoped my brother would die..."
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, brother..."
Before this, she was the only sister who could talk to him.
【Author’s words】
Success on the 9th day, thank you for your support, mua [kiss]
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