Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 511 Past

Upon seeing Lin Feng, some villagers screamed in terror and fled in panic towards the edge of the village, their figures shrouded in dust. Those whose homes were nearby hastily shut their doors, cautiously peeked out through cracks in the doors or windows, and regarded Lin Feng with eyes filled with fear. Whenever Lin Feng's gaze met theirs, they quickly drew back like frightened deer, followed by the sound of windows closing, as if this could completely shut out the fear.

Just then, a young villager, pushing a wheelchair, slowly appeared in Lin Feng's sight. Sitting in the wheelchair was none other than Li Hua. Fear washed over the young villager's face, his hands shaking uncontrollably as he gripped the wheelchair handles tightly, his knuckles turning white from the strain. But at Li Hua's insistence, he could only grit his teeth and continue forward. Each step seemed incredibly difficult, as if the abyss lay ahead.

The moment Lin Feng saw Li Hua, he stopped dead in his tracks. His brows furrowed tightly, and the confusion in his eyes grew thicker. Li Hua, on the other hand, leaned forward with excitement at the sight of Lin Feng, nearly rising from his wheelchair. A smile of delight instantly spread across his face, and he shouted, "Lin Feng, you're finally back!" His voice, filled with irrepressible excitement and agitation, echoed for a long time in the silent village.

Li Hua couldn't wait to urge the young villager behind him: "Hurry, push me faster!" The young villager had no choice but to speed up his pace, even though his legs were trembling slightly and his heart was filled with fear.

Finally, they arrived in front of Lin Feng. The young villager trembled even more violently, and even his wheelchair began to shake. He was so frightened that he could only stop and stand aside, not daring to breathe, staring at Lin Feng in horror.

Li Hua looked at Lin Feng, tears flashing in his eyes, and said in a slightly choked voice: "Lin Feng, I heard Xu Tian say that you were dead. Now I see you are still alive. I am really happy. It's really great!" His eyes were full of concern and excitement, as if Lin Feng in front of him was a rare treasure that had been lost and found again.

Lin Feng showed a puzzled expression, his lips were cracked and his voice was hoarse like sandpaper: "Lin Feng? My name is Lin Feng? Do you know me?" His eyes were full of confusion, as if he was in a fog and had no idea about everything in front of him.

Li Hua was stunned when he heard this. He couldn't believe his ears and said excitedly, "Lin Feng, what happened? Do you still remember me? My name is Li Hua!" He stared at Lin Feng's eyes, trying to find a familiar light in them, a memory of their fighting side by side.

Lin Feng looked at Li Hua seriously, without a trace of falsehood in his eyes: "Li Hua? Sorry, I can't remember." He shook his head slightly, the helplessness and confusion on his face were clearly visible, and his heart was full of confusion about his own identity.

Li Hua's heart sank as he saw Lin Feng's expression. He knew Lin Feng didn't seem to be lying. Then, a young villager leaned in close to Li Hua's ear and whispered, "Village Chief, look at him. He looks like a wandering ghost. His spirit is almost dissipated. It's normal that he has no memories." His voice was soft, tinged with a hint of fear and curiosity, and he kept glancing at Lin Feng.

Li Hua rolled his eyes at him, his eyes full of dissatisfaction, then turned his head, looked at Lin Feng gently and said, "Lin Feng, I don't know how you were resurrected, but you lost your memory, so I will tell you about your life on the front line." His tone was full of concern and patience, as if he was treating a wounded child.

Lin Feng nodded. Although he was filled with doubt, he could only choose to trust this familiar yet unfamiliar person. His eyes revealed a hint of anticipation, eager to find his past through Li Hua's narration.

Li Hua let the young villager push him towards home. He looked back at Lin Feng with encouragement in his eyes: "Come with me." Lin Feng followed silently. His figure looked a little lonely in the sunlight, as if he carried countless mysteries and took every step carefully.

Along the way, the sun shone on them, casting long shadows. Li Hua's home was in the center of the village, a simple courtyard filled with various flowers and plants, which at this moment were emitting a faint fragrance.

Entering the courtyard, Li Hua asked the young villager to leave first, and then asked Lin Feng to sit down. His eyes never left Lin Feng, as if he was afraid that he would disappear again.

"Come in quickly, don't stand there." Li Hua's voice was kind. He pointed to the stone bench in the yard and motioned Lin Feng to sit down.

Lin Feng walked over cautiously and slowly sat down. He looked around the yard, his eyes full of confusion and curiosity. Everything here seemed unfamiliar to him, yet it also seemed to have a familiar aura.

Li Hua turned to the young villager who was still shivering beside him and said, "Xiao Hu, go pour us two cups of tea." Xiao Hu nodded hurriedly, turned around and hurried into the house.

Li Hua looked at Lin Feng and sighed slightly, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes: "Lin Feng, there are some things you should know."

Xiao Hu came out with two cups of steaming tea and placed them on the stone table. He would occasionally glance at Lin Feng, his eyes filled with curiosity and fear. After placing the tea, he hurriedly left the yard.

Li Hua picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and slowly said: "You are from the Lin family. The Lin family and the Wang family have always had a grudge. Back then, you invented gunpowder and made detonators, and in anger, you destroyed the Wang family." Li Hua's voice was low and steady, as if he was telling a long-forgotten history.

Lin Feng frowned slightly. He tried hard to search for these memories in his mind, but his brain was like a blank canvas, with nothing in it.

"Wang Taiming, a survivor of the Wang family, was enlisting on the front lines at the time and was able to escape. Upon his return, he reported the incident to the Emperor," Li Hua continued. "To quell the situation, you contributed your gunpowder production method, but you were still sent to the front. We met on the way there."

Lin Feng listened quietly, occasionally picking up the teacup and taking a sip. The scalding hot tea flowed down his throat, but it failed to dispel the fog in his heart.

"When you arrived at the front, you met Xu Tian in your first battle. Later, the Marshal assigned you to make detonators." A hint of admiration flashed in Li Hua's eyes. "The process of making detonators was not smooth and difficult, but you still succeeded."

Lin Feng tapped his fingers lightly on the table, as if trying to digest this information: "It turns out that I have such an experience..." His voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself.