[comprehensive] die with peace

"Zhan Jun, you're going to be late for class."

"You go first. I might go to the clinic to get some medicine. The weather has turned cold in the past two days and I have a cold." Mu Gui covered his lips and coughed lightly, his face pale and haggard.

"Then be careful yourself, I will tell the master."

"Thank you."

After the other party left, Mu Gui let go of his hand and lay down again.

Seasons change during this period, and it is easy to get sick. The original body stayed up late to read books, and did not get the medicine in time, so he boiled himself to death.

Now only Zhan Jun and his younger brother, who was sent to Xiangguo Temple to practice martial arts, are left in the Zhan family. The younger brother has been weak and sick since he was a child. In fact, Zhan Jun is not much better, he just looks healthy.

It's been almost a year since he came to Tianhong Academy, and Zhan Jun's knowledge assessment is all excellent, and he is not a genius, but just working hard.

The family background of the Zhan family was considered well-to-do in the Song Dynasty. However, Zhan's father was ill and spent part of it. Only Zhan Jun and his younger brother, who were still young, were left, and they also emptied out their relatively wealthy family.

Zhan Jun held his five-year-old younger brother in his arms, and remembered what the fortune teller said about his younger brother growing up in a temple. He reluctantly sent his younger brother to Xiangguo Temple, while he carried his parcel on his back to study at Tianhong Academy in Luzhou.

He has the arrogance of a scholar, and because his family background is part-time, his arrogance is mixed with low self-esteem, which makes people feel very difficult to get along with, too conceited, but with all the memories of his original body, Mu Gui knows that Zhan Jun is not conceited.

Zhan Jun's goal is very clear, study hard, bring his younger brother back when he becomes famous, and give him the best things.

This time is also careless.

[World, let me introduce this plane first, and tell me how long you need to stay by the way. 】

[Not too long, a few years, this is a normal plane, adapted from your history, I think you can stay for a few more years and take a good rest. 】

This is indeed an ordinary and normal plane, and even the martial arts are weak, not as superb as in the world of martial arts.

[Let's talk about it, I'll take a nap first, get up later and go to the clinic to grab some medicine, this body is too weak, a bit congenitally deficient. 】

[Okay, you rest first, I will call you if something happens. 】

When Mu Gui woke up and He Zhigao who lived in the next room hadn't come back, he gave up the idea of ​​asking him for help, picked up the purse by himself, dug out the broken silver inside and went out.

At this time, Tianhong Academy was in class time, Master Meng, who taught music, led the students to class in the courtyard, Mu Gui passed by and watched for a while, and unexpectedly remembered his childhood as a red boy.

When he arrived at the medical clinic, the old doctor who was attending the consultation felt his pulse, stroked his beard and prescribed some medicine for him.

Mu Gui was not feeling well, and it was inconvenient to decoct the medicine in the academy, so he asked the boy in the medical hall to help decoct the medicine. As for the next day, we will talk about it at that time.

After drinking the medicine, the calming medicinal ingredients in it quickly made Mu Gui drowsy again. He braced himself up and went back to the academy, greeted He Zhigao, and lay down on the bed again.

【Xiao Mu, I forgot to tell you something. The situation of Zhan Jun's younger brother is a bit special. 】

[If you have anything to say, wait until I wake up. 】

The world thought about it, and it didn't hurt to say it earlier and later, so it didn't bother Mu Gui.

Maybe it was due to sweating a lot, Mu Gui woke up again and felt that he was almost healed. He stood in the yard and took a few deep breaths before he remembered what the world said before he fell asleep.

[Xiao Mu, I remember that I told you that we have been to enough planes, and we may encounter things in the future that do not require you to stay for a fixed time, so we can leave early, right? 】

[It is also possible here? 】

[No, this plane is not allowed, but... the next plane I picked for you was not this one. This plane was re-selected after the pillar died. The problem lies in the newly selected pillar. Obviously, the act of re-finding the pillar in the plane failed, otherwise you would not need to come here. 】

Mu Gui went to the street to buy porridge buns, went back to his room and sat down to eat while asking, 【The newly chosen pillar is the younger brother of the original body? 】

[Uh, how do you know? 】

[Obviously, no matter who the new choice is, it has nothing to do with me, and you can't bother me with these, except for one person—the younger brother who was held in the arms of the original body like jewels. 】

In fact, Xinzi, the younger brother who was a young monk in Xiangguo Temple, was replaced.

But Mu Gui is not Zhan Jun, what he cares about is the identity of the younger brother of the other party, just like he clearly knows that Wang Yuyan is not Wang Shuqing's daughter, but still raises her with all his heart, the original body does not know that the younger brother has changed, so it is still him The most unbearable.

Originally, it was almost the little monk's birthday, and he was going to visit his younger brother at Xiangguo Temple.

【Now this character is hard for me to describe in words. It just so happens that you also want to go to Xiangguo Temple according to Zhan Jun's plan?It's time for you to see for yourself. 】I have already seen Xiao Zhaozhao, who is only six years old, in the kung fu world where Mu Gui sleeps, and the result is that he doesn't know how to describe the current Xiangguo Temple.

It is gold that shines wherever it goes, and a murder weapon is still a murder weapon wherever it goes.

Mu Gui's interest was aroused by what the world said, but compared to Zhan Jun's younger brother, Mu Gui was obviously more interested in another matter, 【World, what are you hiding from me? 】

【No. 】

【You don't want me to know what Kong Xuan is going to say next, but you know very well that he and I will definitely meet again, so you really don't want to tell me in advance? 】

[qaq Xiao Mu, let me jump around for a while. 】

Mu Gui smiled and said nothing.

Tianhong Academy is the best academy in Luzhou, it has the best teachers, and the students who can come to study are also smart people. The son of Fu Yin is now studying with Mu Gui, and some of them are from poor families, half the same as the original one. Work-study students.

Wen Wu No. [-], Wu Wu No. [-], are you a scholar, plus the original body is not very good at being a human being, and after a few days since Mu returned, the only person who has a good relationship with him is He Zhigao, who has a carefree personality, a hearty and talkative personality. After the tragic death, not many people care about it. This character is really unpleasant.

When he was in good health and asked for leave with his master, Mu Gui took his parcel and left Luzhou for Xiangguo Temple.

At this time, it was the reign of Song Renzong and Zhao Zhen, and the Song Dynasty was still peaceful and peaceful. Although the literati were in power and the generals were down, they did not have to move south later, but no matter how peaceful, there will still be what should be.

In fact, if Mu Gui talked about the military affairs of the Song Dynasty, it would be his own death, and he would have to walk through it on his knees. However, the economy of the Song Dynasty was the peak of China's feudal society.

As a frail scholar, Mu Gui could only choose to follow the official path. If he encountered bandits on the side road, he would have nowhere to cry.

All the way to the small town at the foot of Xiangguo Temple, it was almost dark at this time, Mu Gui thought about it, anyway, it was not yet Xiao Zhaozhao's birthday, so he was not in a hurry to go up the mountain, so he found an inn in the small town at the foot of the mountain and stayed , By the way, inquire about the current situation of Xiangguo Temple.

However, he got the conclusion that a monk on the mountain is like a tiger =-=

For some reason, Mu Gui felt that this rumor had something to do with Xiao Zhaozhao, and I hope it was his illusion.

The world that knows what Mu Gui thinks is still playing dead in his mind. It thinks that the current Xiao Zhaozhao is really not something it can provoke, so Xiao Mu, leave it to you.

In the early morning of the next day, people opened the door and left the inn one after another, and Mu Gui also got up and went to Xiangguo Temple with the pilgrims who went up the mountain to burn incense.

As a frail scholar, Mu Gui has fully experienced what it means to be a useless scholar. He used to walk on official roads, which were relatively flat, but now he walks on mountain roads. However, that was still a mountain road, Mu Gui could only stop and go along the way, and when he saw the mountain gate, the other pilgrims were already preparing to go down the mountain.

This made Mu Gui firmer in his determination to exercise as soon as possible.

The incense in Xiangguo Temple is very strong. It is already late autumn and the mountain is even colder, but there are still many pilgrims, making the mountain road that should be deserted become lively.

Mu Gui is not a pilgrim, so when he arrived at Xiangguo Temple, he did not continue to follow the crowd, but chatted with the little novice who was guarding in front of the mountain gate, asking for news about his younger brother.

Ming De, who was guarding the door, had a strange expression when he heard who the frail-looking scholar was looking for. If Mu Gui had to describe it, it was the so-called typical example of a bad person. This made Mu Gui even more curious.

I really don't blame Mingde, for most of the monks in Xiangguo Temple now, the job of guarding the gate is definitely a good job. It should not be Mingde's turn to be on duty today. Try to change it for him.

"May I ask who you are, the benefactor?" Mingde asked cautiously, hoping that he had misheard just now. The scholar in front of him has nothing to do with the junior uncle. He must have nothing to do with him. Most of them know each other, so they must not be related by blood!

The little uncle is already so scary at the age of six, the scholar in front of him...can't eat people, right?

It seems that it is not impossible to magnify the urination of the little uncle by countless times.

Mingde, who is only nine years old this year, is almost crying from the fright of his own brain hole.

"Xia Zhanjun, come to visit my younger brother, and I would like to trouble this little master to inform you." Mu Gui realized that the other party seemed to be about to cry, so he could only call out again, "Little master?"

The child won't really cry, will he?He just came to find someone, he didn't bully children!

Mu Gui had no choice but to think for a while and took out a bright red candied haws from the package and handed it over, "Don't cry."

People around are watching!

Mingde: "..."

Master, help, it's scary qaq, the little perverted brother is here, the big perverted brother, the candied haws are not wrapped in sugar, but blood, right?I will not be fooled by its delicious appearance!

Seeing that the little monk was really crying now, Mu Gui stretched out his hand to stroke his head, and then sent the candied haws forward, "Eat, don't cry."

The little monk still had tears in his eyes, looked up tremblingly at Mu Gui who looked very kind and gentle, unable to speak.

what to do?Should I eat it or not?Will it kill people if you eat it?If you don't eat it, will the little uncle's brother become angry and eat it?

Master, come quickly, the apprentice needs you!

"Don't you eat?" Does this mean you don't like it?But why is he crying?

The world that knows everything maliciously did not explain to Mu Gui. Could it tell Mu Gui that the little monk was scared out of his wits by your younger brother?Mu Gui's troubled look made him feel more at ease.

"I... I eat π-π"