A medical trainee who was forced to change jobs

If they had known that the phoenix fire master was Lin Yuchu, then why did they have to work so hard to find it everywhere!Wouldn't it be enough to just throw the Rain Emperor into the Hundred Thousand Mountains?

Everyone in the Xianmeng felt that they had been busy for nothing (more than one), and they wanted to vomit blood.In the end, he could only comfort himself. Anyway, the Rain Emperor has done a great deed this time, preventing an impending catastrophe and saving countless lives. At least he can live for another ten years, right?

Speaking of this matter, all the immortals of the Immortal Alliance burst into tears. In order to prevent the Rain Emperor from being brought in so early, they have worked hard.

That guy Yuhuang died happily, leaving the mess to them!

Speaking of which is so pissed.

When a person dies, he will be pulled out of the grave by Tiandao to work for the Rain Emperor to clean up the mess.

According to every previous world, Lin Yuchu will eventually become the emperor who rules the land of China, and every time he will die early.The cause of death is because the mind is exhausted and the lamp is exhausted.

Simply put, death from overwork.

Looking at Lin Yuchu's magnificent life from being an unknown person in the mortal world to finally ascending the throne of the Lord of the World, and the series of feats he did after he ascended the throne of the Emperor, it is completely understandable why he died of overwork .

He died very simply, and before he died, he issued a notice to the world, saying that he had lived enough, had no regrets, no regrets, and died generously.

Feeling the conscience, in the first few years and decades of Yuhuang's death, although everyone in the cultivation world felt regretful, they were more relieved.

The Rain Emperor is too terrifying, he is like an unshakable mountain, suppressing all the monks in the entire cultivation world.

He died, and everyone felt relieved.

This was the idea of ​​the monks in the cultivation world in the first few years, decades.

But wait until a hundred years later, hundreds of years later...

The world is in chaos. Since the death of the Rain Emperor, there is no one to suppress the wild land. The flames of war have resumed and swept the entire land of China. Countless people and countless resources have been thrown into the war.

At this time, everyone began to miss Yuhuang.

But these are not the reasons why the immortals of the Xianmeng were pulled out to work by Tiandao after they died, just this is not enough for such a big deal.

Anyway, it’s right to remember one thing, if you don’t want to continue to die like this, you have to work like a cow and a horse, then you can’t let the Rain Emperor die!

At least not to die early.

That's why Xianmeng and Shendu worked together to reach a consensus to forcibly change Yuhuang's career and ask him to change his profession to become a medical practitioner.

Its purpose is to make the Emperor Yu commit fewer murders and save more people, accumulate merits and prolong life!

Lin Yuchu, "??????"

Haven't you heard the saying that good people don't live long?

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Dear Father, Sir:

It turns out that pies are really falling from the sky in this world, and the pies are still a bit delicious. My son couldn't help but let out a really sweet voice...

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Sincerely, your filial son.

- "A Letter to My Father"

After Lin Yuchu sent out this letter to Lin Yunheng, he soon received a reply from Lin Yunheng. The letter contained only one sentence, "Hahahahahahahahahaha... you are indeed my son! Well done , New Year is approaching, and my father finally has something to talk about visiting relatives and friends."

"..." Lin Yuchu.

Facing a piece of letter paper, Lin Yuchu could feel Lin Yunheng's pride, showing off and joy.

So, Dad, are you really not afraid of being broken and your legs broken?

A year will pass in the blink of an eye.

New Year is coming.

This is Lin Yuchu's first New Year in Zongmen after leaving home.

Even if it is a place of cultivating immortals outside the world, the Kunlun Sword School will inevitably be infected with the joy and laziness of the New Year.At the end of the year, the sect's disciples will inevitably feel a little tired and have no intention of cultivating.

Every year at this time, the Zongmen will give their disciples a short vacation in a very humane manner. The time may be long or short, ten days.

All the real Taoists also took the opportunity to be lazy, warm up a pot of wine, drink and talk with friends and confidants, and spend the day so leisurely.

Lin Yuchu was invited by Su Hui and Jin Zhi to celebrate the New Year with them. Apart from them, there were Gu Chun, Ye Li, Song Jifei and Ming Yushu.

On the last day of the year.

Early in the morning.

As usual, Lin Yuchu changed into a blue sword robe, and was ready to go to the sword practice square with the sword in hand.

As a result, as soon as he opened the door and hadn't taken a few steps, he was grabbed by Senior Brother Jin who was hurriedly walking towards him, grabbed his hand and rushed out.

"Alas!"

Lin Yuchu, who was suddenly being dragged away, made an unrecognizable exclamation, with a dazed face, and said in a daze, "Senior Brother Jin, where are you taking me?"

"I'm going to practice swords!"

"What kind of sword practice, how can I have time to practice sword for you now!" Brother Jin turned his head, looked at him with a serious face, and said: "Next, we will face an unprecedented war!"

"Hey?"

When Lin Yuchu heard the words, his face became even more bewildered.

"Cruel, indifferent, dangerous! A war devoid of conscience and humanity!" Brother Jin said with a sad expression on his face, "Didn't you hear that? The horn of war has sounded!"

"..." Lin Yuchu.

what the hell!

After a while, he said, "...Maybe I'm deaf."

"Anyway, you're right to follow me!" Jin Zhi said with an unprecedentedly serious expression.

"..." Lin Yuchu.

Unconsciously.

I don't know what you're talking about, but it sounds amazing!

Then--

Then Lin Yuchu was taken down the mountain by Jin Zhi, entered the city, and went straight to the vegetable market.

"I……"

Lin Yuchu said, I am also a fucking dog!

It wasn't until Lin Yuchu and Jin Zhi came to the vegetable market in Kunlun City that he understood what Jin Zhi said just now.

I saw the front——

In the vegetable market, there were countless crowds of people... disciples of Kunlun Keyboard!

Those sword cultivators of the Kunlun Sword School who used to wear wide-sleeved robes, who were as cold as dust and as cold as the first snow, turned this supposedly peaceful and mundane place into a new battlefield at this moment!

Countless bitter sword qi, as if winter was coming, froze the vegetable market, which was supposed to be noisy and full of red dust and fireworks, into a purgatory of ice.

Those poor and innocent "I'm just a vegetable seller" stall owners shivered under the harsh winter with countless swords and swords.

"..." Lin Yuchu.

I just couldn't see it.

Born from the same root, why is it too urgent to fight each other? What is the reason for the rivalry between the same sect in Kunlun?Just for a handful of verdant chives!

The former friends turned against each other and fought against innocent people. The reason was to fight for a pig's foot!

Disregarding the superiority of the elders and the younger ones, the inferiors conquered the superiors, and the arrogant juniors even drew their swords at the top senior brother, just because the senior brother took away his favorite golden pheasant!

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"Did you see it?" Senior Brother Jin said with a sad expression on his face, "Brother, this is war, an annual war!"

"The order collapses here, the morality is degraded, and people have no dignity at all, let alone the virtue of humility. They only know how to plunder and scramble!" Brother Jin said, and then plunged into the sea of ​​people in front of him, and started a barbaric wrestling!

The spoils of war are fresh vegetables, fruits, eggs, and meat that are limited today (supply exceeds demand).

"..." Lin Yuchu.

Looking at the former tall and handsome senior brothers who disregarded demeanor and image and fought for a cauliflower in front of them, he felt that his eyes were going to go blind. Now he immediately turned around and left, pretending not to Is it too late to get to know them!

Just when Lin Yuchu was thinking about this question deeply.

"Junior Brother Lin, what are you still doing there, come and help me! You go and grab the spirit vegetables over there!" Senior Brother Jin in front of him fought with his fellow disciples to snatch the spirit beast meat, while turning his head to face the distance. Lin Yuchu, who stood still, shouted.

"..." Lin Yuchu.

I……

I hate it so much!

I shouldn't have gone out today!

Lin Yuchu raised his head and let out a long roar, then resigned himself to his fate and rushed into the battlefield ahead.

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When Lin Yuchu came out with both hands full of vegetables and meat, his whole face was in a daze, and his eyes were blurred.

Who am I, where am I, what am I going to do?

Doubt life jpg.

Senior Brother Jin, who also came back with a full load, looked at him with a full of praise, "I really didn't misread you, I know you are cold-faced and cruel!"

"..." Lin Yuchu.

Lin Yuchu raised his head and glanced at him, thinking, isn't it a compliment to be cold-faced and cruel-hearted?

"Every year on New Year's Eve, the Zongmen's cafeteria does not open fire, so we have to find a way to handle the New Year's Eve dinner by ourselves."

On the way back, Jin Zhi explained to him, "So, everyone in the sect is acquainted with each other and get together to celebrate the New Year."

"In the beginning, it was just to cook together, but later..." Jin Zhi laughed, "Then it became Chinese New Year."

"I guess you youngsters definitely don't know how to cook." Jin Zhi said triumphantly, and glanced at him.

"...I can barbecue." Lin Yuchu said for a long time, holding back a word in disbelief.

"You don't call it barbecue, you just roast the meat." Jin Zhi said with contempt.

Lin Yuchu, Lin Yuchu has nothing to say.

When the two of them returned to Gujian Peak and came to the back kitchen of the cafeteria.Lin Yuchu discovered that the large open space outside the back kitchen was now divided into countless grids, and a stove was built in each grid to become a simple kitchen.

And those of his sword cultivators who are usually as lonely as the clouds in the sky, as cold as the winter snow, handsome and friendless, and the noble Jindan monks, the hands that have always held cold swords that drink blood, at this moment All, all are holding spatulas, facing a big iron pot, frying vegetables in full swing.

They all wore bright red aprons, their long black hair was tied behind their ears, their pale and stern faces were now ruddy, their noses were sweating, their handsome and cool faces... they were not cool at all, but their expressions were as serious as ever Waiting, with a tense face, staring coldly and intently at the pot in his hand, and then... he skillfully weighed the pot and stir-fried it.

"..." Lin Yuchu.

Seeing this, he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

So why are you so proficient!

I almost suspect that I am not joining the Kunlun Sword School, but New Oriental! Hey!

After a while, Lin Yuchu swallowed the scarlet in his throat, turned to Senior Brother Jin, and said seriously, "What are they wearing?"

Lin Yuchu pointed at the things around a Gu Jianfeng in front of him, and asked with his eyes.

"Apron!" Brother Jin said in a very accustomed tone, "To prevent the clothes from getting dirty while cooking."

"No." Lin Yuchu said, "I know the apron, but... why is it red? It's still bright red!"

Grass, blind my dog's eyes!

Big red apron!

Is it more compatible with Gao Leng Jianxiu?

"Of course it's because of the celebration!" Brother Jin said.

"..." Lin Yuchu.

God damn festive!