One person: I have exposed the superhuman to the whole world.

Chapter 120 The Real and Fake Ma Xianhong

Ma Xianhong turned his head in astonishment and looked in the direction the old woman was pointing.

A young man carrying a hoe was walking over from not far away. Ma Xianhong looked closely and realized that the young man looked somewhat like him.

"Ma Xianhong" looked at the old woman pointing at him and called out enthusiastically, "What's wrong, Auntie? What's the matter?"

He approached and looked Ma Xianhong up and down, then suddenly widened his eyes to examine him closely, and asked excitedly.

"You...you are Ma Xianhong! The successor of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, Ma Xianhong?!"

"I...I watched your competition at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony! I felt you looked familiar from afar, and I never expected it to actually be you!"

"Ma Xianhong" said happily to his second aunt, "Second aunt, look, he's the one I told you about before, the one with the same name as me, the successor of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, Ma Xianhong!"

"Second Aunt, look, don't I look a bit like him?"

The excited "Ma Xianhong" was waving his arms and shouting, completely unaware of his second aunt's strange gaze.

Watching her nephew pull out his phone to take a picture with Ma Xianhong, the old lady suddenly couldn't understand what was going on.

At this point, Ma Xianhong was completely bewildered; he had no idea what had happened.

Why would someone like him suddenly appear in this village?

Just as Ma Xianhong was at a loss for what to do, Zhao Fangxu, who was walking from not far away, explained everything to him.

“Master Ma, their memories and perceptions have long been rewritten.”

"what?!"

Zhao Fangxu's words not only stunned Ma Xianhong, but also made the two people next to him stop what they were doing.

Ma Xianhong was the first to react and looked at Zhao Fangxu. He was an enthusiast of supernatural beings. Although he himself was not a supernatural being, he had been paying attention to Qin Le's series of videos.

When Zhao Fangxu said "cognitive rewriting," he immediately understood.

"Who are you? What do you mean by saying my memories and perception have been rewritten?"

Faced with the questions, Zhao Fangxu did not offer an immediate explanation.

"I don't know where your parents are, but I'd like to get them all together so I can give you a unified explanation."

Ma Xianhong glanced nervously at Zhao Fangxu, then stumbled and walked backward.

"My parents should be at home. I'll take you there."

When Ma Xianhong heard the words "parents," his eyes lit up as well.

Will I be able to see my parents?

After walking for ten minutes, "Ma Xianhong" led them to a farmhouse, which was "Ma Xianhong's" home.

At that moment, a middle-aged man and woman were doing farm work in the courtyard. When they saw that "Ma Xianhong" had brought two strangers back, the woman asked curiously.

"Xianhong is back. Hey, who are they?"

Seeing the two familiar people appear in front of him again, Ma Xianhong could no longer contain his emotions.

"Dad! Mom!"

Ma Xianhong's sudden shout startled them all.

"Hey! Don't yell like that, kid."

Looking at his parents who didn't recognize him, Ma Xianhong felt an indescribable sadness rise in his heart.

Zhao Fangxu, who was standing to the side, raised his hand and stopped Ma Xianhong, who was about to continue explaining.

Xianhong's parents looked at Zhao Fangxu, who was dressed in a suit and exuded an air of authority, and their gazes immediately turned to him.

Zhao Fangxu looked at the "Ma Xianhong" standing to the side and asked, "Do you really believe you are Ma Xianhong?"

"Who else could I be but Ma Xianhong?"

Zhao Fangxu's question baffled "Ma Xianhong"—who else could he be but Ma Xianhong?

Zhao Fangxu slowly took out three documents from his pocket and handed them to Ma Xianhong and his parents.

"It's a little embarrassing to say, but this is a paternity test report. A few days ago, I had someone secretly obtain a strand of hair from you and your parents. The report shows that you are not related to either of them by blood."

Mr. Ma instinctively thought his wife was having an affair! He thought his child wasn't his own!

"Fine! You..."

Just as he was about to get angry, Zhao Fangxu pulled him back, saying, "Sir, don't be angry. Your son and your wife are not related by blood."

Zhao Fangxu's words completely stunned Ma's father. If his son was neither his own nor his wife's, then whose son could he be?

Could it be that the hospital made a mistake in the initial report?

Zhao Fangxu looked at Ma's father and asked, "Do you know anything about extraordinary people? Have you heard of the Eight Extraordinary Skills or Ma Ben in this name?"

"I don't know much about it myself, but I've heard Xian Hong mention it before. But what does it have to do with me?"

Zhao Fangxu pointed to Ma Xianhong standing to the side and asked.

"This is Mr. Ma Xianhong. I wonder if you have seen his introductory video?"

After receiving a definite answer, Zhao Fangxu also gave his final answer.

"It's good that you've heard of it. You should remember that Mr. Ma Xianhong was attacked in the past, his family disappeared after the attack, and his own memories were also altered for unknown reasons."

"And you are the family members who disappeared from Ma Xianhong's family. Simply put, your memories have all been altered and your perceptions rewritten. And the Ma Xianhong beside you is not your real son. Your real son is the one beside me."

Ma's father and mother were still not quite sure what had happened, but Ma Xianhong, as a fan of supernatural beings, had already understood the meaning behind Zhao Fangxu's words.

He looked at Zhao Fangxu with a grim expression, "You're saying I'm not Ma Xianhong? Then who am I?"

Zhao Fangxu took out another document and handed it to "Ma Xianhong".

“Your real identity is not Ma Xianhong. I have checked your DNA. Your real name is Huang Zichao. You are a university student. You disappeared on your way to register for university.”

Looking at the person in the file who looked nothing like him and his parents who were completely unrecognizable, Ma Xianhong couldn't accept what Zhao Fangxu was saying for a moment.

"Wait a minute! You mean I'm not actually me? My parents aren't actually my parents?"

Zhao Fangxu nodded.

“Mr. Huang, it is indeed hard to accept that I am telling you so much all of this suddenly, but according to the paternity report, you are indeed Huang Zichao, and your parents are looking for you everywhere.”

"Ma Xianhong" hurriedly interrupted Zhao Fangxu.

"Don't call me Mr. Huang. My surname is Ma, and my name is Ma Xianhong, not Huang Zichao."

Ma Xianhong looked to his parents, whom he remembered, for help, but they were staring at the paternity test results in their hands, unsure of what to do.