After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

"It's Qikong."

The cold wind outside the tent suddenly whistled past, blowing open a corner of the thick tent curtain, allowing the cold wind to rush in, and the small flame on the charcoal stove was almost extinguished.

Zhang Bingzhu quickly moved sideways to protect the dancing flames, and the flags outside the tent fluttered in rhythm.

Seeing the flames still burning, Zhang Bingzhu breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Oh, yes, Qi Kong. The names are so similar. Do you know him?"

"I heard something."

The person in front of the low table in the sandbox frowned, as if he was thinking.

Zhang Bingzhu didn't shout loudly, fearing to interrupt the other party's thoughts, but just asked tentatively: "Then we..."

Min Liu was about to speak in his dream, but suddenly he felt a blur in front of his eyes. The face of his old friend seemed like a pool of muddied water, with ripples spreading out from his sight. The tents around him also seemed to have suddenly changed their material, becoming phantoms that would dissipate at the slightest touch.

The real Min Liu was also dizzy from the strange distortion in the dream, and a cold sweat swept up from his feet, as if he had suddenly been dipped in ice water. Min Liu couldn't help it and raised his hand to support his head.

At this moment, Min Liu moved his mouth subconsciously:

"elder brother……"

The young civil servant who was waiting for the next arrangement in the chaos did not care about the charcoal stove at hand, but just moved closer and asked:

"What brother..."

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Min Liu woke up slowly in the carriage, and in front of him was a brown and yellow wooden roof.

Sitting next to him was Mr. Zhang, who had a fur blanket covering his legs and was wearing a black cloak. He was old and not very tall, but he looked warm in his attire, just like an old squirrel in the winter.

The person sitting there was killing time with a book of gossip and prose. There was a plate of sunflower seeds next to him, and he was cracking one now and then.

Hearing the noise, the old man didn't even turn his head:

"woke up?"

Min Liu looked at the unfamiliar top of the sedan in front of him, slowly letting his thoughts return to his mind.

In front of me...

Min Liu half-raised himself and took a quick look inside the sedan. There were only him and Old Zhang inside.

His eyes are healed and can be used again. They are his own eyes.

The perspective was the same as in the dream, no longer looking down. Min Liu touched his head and found that the wooden hairpin was gone, replaced by a gold-embroidered crown to tie up his hair.

When I woke up from the dream, I didn’t see the person I wanted to see at first glance.

"……teacher."

Mr. Zhang snorted.

"hold head high."

"What about brother?"

"You keep calling me brother all the time. Have I ever taught you that a gentleman should be kind and polite? You should be respectful. You keep calling me brother all the time. I am being controlled by you, like a baby who has not been weaned."

Min Liu did not refute, but lowered his head and raised his hand to salute, but found that he had no strength in his body, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

He reluctantly raised his hand and said, "I am willing to learn from you. Master, please tell me where is Master Cheng Wang?"

The old man turned around, still holding the melon seeds in his hand. His face was still the same, he had been pampered for several years and was in good health, but his face had more wrinkles, and he no longer looked as upright as he did when he was young, but a little more kind.

"Don't move, or you'll be sorry for your brother's hard work in treating your eyes."

The three teachers knew a little about Min Liu's eye condition and thought it was just an eye disease. It was usually no big deal. This time, Cheng Wang gave him a good treatment.

"Your brother went to Yihong County."

Min Liu put down his hand and looked up suddenly, "Is there a war? Brother has never interfered in the affairs of the court, so why did he go to Yihong County?"

The old man looked up at the nervous young man:

"Xiaocheng didn't want to go at first. The Rong tribe came to the border to plunder from time to time. Previously, there was always a military garrison there, which provided a short-term comfort. During the time you were sleeping, news came that the Rong and Di tribes were going to join forces."

Min Liu had a lot of thoughts in an instant. He had too much to say, but he just suppressed his thoughts and asked:

"Brother went to the battlefield?"

Mr. Zhang shook his head:

"How could he be willing to go? He's not his meddling master."

"A plague broke out in Yihong County, and the people were living in poverty. The city was sealed off and the emperor was furious when the news reached the capital." Old Zhang had no respect for the emperor and spoke bluntly:

"You silly fellow, you know the consequences of not handling the plague properly."

Min Liu nodded.

"So the emperor dragged his sick body to the Guanxing Temple and cried, as if he was mourning. It was quite a show."

"I don't know which official made such a stupid move, but the news spread and even the common people knew about it. People from all over the city gathered outside the stargazing temple. It was crowded with countless people.

Crying and shouting, shouting and begging. "

"Everyone thinks Xiaocheng is a god."

"...and roasted him alone over the fire."

When Mr. Zhang got to this point, he stopped eating melon seeds and sighed:

"The left and right are community rats, and the one in charge is a fierce dog."

Min Liu clenched his fists.

So many things happened during his sleep, but I was not able to be with my brother...

"How long will it take us to reach Yihong County?"

The old man didn't raise his eyes. "What are you going to Yihong County for?"

Upon hearing this, Min Liu quickly leaned forward and pulled aside the short curtains. Outside the window, car dust was rolling, and the trees beside the road were full of needles, green and vigorous.

"Don't look at it, let's go north to your second master."

Min Liu lowered the curtains, his mouth was bitten and bleeding, mixed with a fishy smell.

"Follow the arrangements. Your brother asked you to go to the north because he has something to do."

Zhang Lao glanced at the young man who was obviously absent-minded, and every part of his body was strongly expressing the desire to follow Cheng Wang. He solemnly warned:

"Don't let your brother worry."

Min Liu swallowed a mouthful of blood foam. With every step the carriage took, he got one step further away from his brother. The intermittent sound of horse hooves seemed to hit his heart every time.

But Min Liu also heard what Mr. Zhang said.

He was just a little impulsive, so impulsive that his clenched fists were shaking slightly.

Min Liu said in a muffled voice:

"How long have I been asleep?"

The old man turned around and put down the prose book in his hand:

"One month."