Volume 2, Chapter 397: Brother, I am suffering.
Looking at Qingfeng and Dahei, Ye Tingmu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Why are you here?"
Qingfeng asked back, "What do you mean? You asked me, and I also wanted to ask you, why are you here?"
"You little brat, you're pretty crazy now."
"Who are you calling a brat? Who do you think you are?"
Dongfang Qingzhu quickly spoke up and said weakly, "Qingfeng, he is your brother."
Qingfeng stared with his eyes wide open and his big belly shaking.
"Sister Qingzhu, even though we're familiar with each other, you can't say anything careless. Whose brother is he? I, Qingfeng, only have two brothers. Everyone else has to call me brother. Does he deserve that?"
The big black bull's eyes turned and looked at Ye Tingmu. A bad premonition came to his mind. He took a breath and instantly chose to shut up.
Ye Tingmu pursed his lips and said, "I am your brother, your eldest brother. How come I raised you and you treat me like this?"
Qingfeng's eyes rolled around in a daze, he still hadn't reacted, but he had some guesses, so his voice was obviously much softer this time.
"What do you mean? I don't understand."
"Ye Qingfeng, didn't you say that I'd ascend to heaven 1,000 years from now and that mentioning your name would be enough? Didn't you say you'd bring a bunch of followers to pick me up? And what did you even say about the lowest level being the Immortal King?" He paused, then continued, "Why, where are your followers? You don't have a single one. Are you just making empty promises?"
Qingfeng was stunned, and his eyes widened even wider, but now there was no anger and arrogance in his eyes, but horror and disbelief.
He just looked at Ye Tingmu like this, over and over again, and the memories of the past were attacking him.
What Zang said in front of him was the content of the letter he had left for his eldest brother. Apart from his eldest brother, he was the only one who knew about this. He had never mentioned it to anyone else, not even Dahei. So how did Zang know it?
He stood there in a daze, stunned and confused.
Ye Tingmu looked at Dahei again.
"And you, Big Blackie, you are so proud, and you even put on a picture of five people from the Ye family worshipping the Ox. But I want to ask you, can your small body bear it?"
Faced with Ye Tingmu's soul-searching questions, Dahei was also confused.
He looked at Qingfeng, then at Dongfang Qingzhu, his big Adam's apple moving wildly.
Qingfeng came back to his senses and looked at Dahei.
"Is that true?"
Dahei nodded in confusion.
"It seems so?"
This moment was confusing, messy and shocking for both Niu and Ren.
Who is the Zang in front of him? All the speculations point to one idea, he is Ye Tingmu, his eldest brother.
But how did he get to heaven?
They could see every stunning moment of the funeral, but they never imagined that he was Ye Tingmu.
Even at this moment, Zang had already made it very clear, even at this moment, Dongfang Qingzhu had already nodded in confirmation.
He told them that the person in front of them was Ye Tingmu.
But Qingfeng still didn't want to believe it, or rather, he didn't dare to believe it. He didn't dare to believe that the elder brother he had been thinking about day and night was standing in front of him.
"Who are you?"
He asked. At this moment, he only wanted a positive answer, a positive answer from Zang's mouth.
Ye Tingmu walked towards Qingfeng step by step. With every step he took, Qingfeng's body trembled. At this moment, the dignified Taoist Ancestor had lost his former arrogance and confidence, and instead became an extremely ignorant fat man.
Even when Ye Tingmu came within three inches of him, he still hadn't come to his senses.
At this moment, he was always looking at Zang carefully, trying to find the shadow of Ye Tingmu in him, but he failed.
The Zang in front of him was exactly Zang, completely different from his brother.
He never dared to forget his brother's appearance. It would flash through his mind tens of thousands of times every day. During the thousand years of loneliness in Jidao Peak, he thought about his elder brother for a thousand years and expressed his longing to the bright moon for a thousand years.
Is he really the eldest brother? He asked himself this question in his heart. Even though he could not find any trace of the eldest brother in him, at this moment, he inexplicably hoped that the Zang in front of him was really the eldest brother.
In this way, he could see his elder brother, which was an extremely contradictory idea.
Ye Tingmu leaned forward slightly, almost putting his entire face in front of Qingfeng.
"Take a good look, can you tell who I am?"
Qingfeng subconsciously took a step back, his body staggering and almost falling.
He shook his head blankly and said nothing.
Ye Tingmu raised his right hand and hit him on the forehead.
Then he smiled and asked, "What about now? Do you remember?"
This slap stunned Qingfeng.
His pupils constricted again, and at this moment, countless images emerged in his mind.
In my memory, there is always someone who hits me on the head, in the same position, with the same strength, and with the same tone.
"Do you still dare to eat grass?"
"Yes, yes, yes, you know everything when I tell you, but you don't know anything when I ask you."
"I've told you so many times, don't use your hands..."
He was stunned, his dull eyes flickering.
Seeing this, Ye Tingmu tilted his head and continued, "Still can't you remember?"
As he said this, he tore off a piece of blood-stained cloth from his body.
She slowly raised her hand and wiped his nose in the trance and confusion of the breeze.
Then he raised his eyes slightly, his eyes full of doting and a little sadness.
His voice was low, yet gentle, "Now, do you remember?"
Just a few words fell into Qingfeng's ears, and his fat body shook again.
At this moment, he remembered everything. No, he had not forgotten all this. It was just that at this moment he was sure that the person in front of him was really his elder brother. Like Dongfang Qingzhu, he also felt incredible and shocked.
But this is his elder brother. Only his elder brother would beat him like this, only his elder brother dares to beat him like this, and only his elder brother would wipe his nose.
So this is his big brother.
He suddenly grabbed Ye Tingmu's hand that was wiping his nose, opened his mouth tremblingly, and shouted.
"elder brother."
"Hey!" Ye Tingmu replied, his tone drawn out.
"elder brother!"
"Yeah, I heard it."
With a cry of "Wow...", a fat man about 1.8 meters tall suddenly burst into tears.
I cried unexpectedly.
He rushed towards Ye Tingmu and hugged him tightly.
He buried his head tightly in Ye Tingmu's chest.
"Brother, it really is you. I missed you so much."
"Why did you come just now? I'm suffering. They imprison me, torture me, and don't let me go out. Woo woo woo, I'm trapped in there every day. They are not human beings..."
Dahei pulled the corners of his mouth, his face full of black lines, while Dongfang Qingzhu smiled even more happily.
Ye Tingmu patted his back gently, full of pampering and comforting him from time to time.
Qingfeng has grown up, but Qingfeng is still Qingfeng, and he likes to cry and complain to himself.
It’s just that the crying before was fake, but this time it was real crying.
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