System Blessing: The Young Master of the Dong Family and Diao Chan's Fate

"Mission accomplished, time to go to Sima Hui to collect the wine money."

Watching the three people leave, Cui Jun smiled and shook his head.

Closer to home

After saying goodbye to Cui Jun, the three continued to climb the mountain.

"Brother, why do I feel like something is not right?"

Guan Yu looked at Liu Bei in front of him and frowned.

"Ok?"

"What does Yunchang think?"

Liu Bei turned around and asked with some confusion.

"Every time we come here, we meet a stranger."

"The last time we came here, we met a woodcutter who immediately gave us a beating."

"I met the singer Cui Jun again this time. You said it was a coincidence, but I don't believe it."

"How can I meet so many people in this deserted Wollongong?"

Guan Yu asked suspiciously.

If it were any other time, he might not have thought so much about it.

However, after studying abroad, Guan Yu has fully realized the treacherous nature of human nature and the unpredictable nature of the world.

Now it looks like someone has set it up.

"You're overthinking it."

"Mr. Wolong is well-known for his virtue, how could he set a trap?"

Liu Bei shook his head repeatedly and spoke.

"Brother, you are too naive."

"People are evil. These people are full of cunning schemes and have wicked hearts."

"Anyway, I feel like there's something wrong here."

"It's likely I won't be able to see him this time."

A hint of worry rose in Guan Yu's heart.

He was really scared by the design.

The trip to Cao Ying made him realize too much of the evil of human nature.

These intellectuals are so dirty-minded that they eat people without leaving any bones behind.

Especially the one called Guo Tu, who looks harmless with a smile on his face, but he can actually make you suffer so much that you have to thank him for pleading for you.

There is also a guy named Cheng Yu, whose courtesy name is Zhongde. The word "de" (de) is in his name, but his behavior is very immoral.

It would be fine if he just ate people himself, but he also secretly let them eat people too.

At this point, Guan Yu felt nauseous whenever he thought about it.

Now he is afraid of ropes for ten years after being bitten by a snake once.

The wooden door of the thatched cottage was closed.

Liu Bei reached out and knocked.

After a while, the door was opened a crack, and a little boy stuck out half of his face to look at the person who came.

"Is it you again?"

"Come to see you again, sir?"

The little boy looked at the person who came and couldn't help but say.

"Yes, please inform Mr. Wolong that Liu Bei is here to visit."

Liu Bei bowed, which was considered a great courtesy.

Even when facing a little child, he seemed particularly respectful.

"The master has gone up the mountain to collect herbs. Please come back later."

The little boy blinked his big eyes and spoke.

"Not here again?"

"This has happened twice already. You're really putting on airs."

Zhang Fei shouted angrily.

"Third brother, don't be rude."

"Since you are not here, I will take my leave."

Liu Bei glared at Zhang Fei and spoke.

"Huh, what a big deal."

"Eh?"

"Where's the bean seller?"

Zhang Fei snorted in anger, but found that Guan Yu had disappeared at some point.

The two walked around the yard and finally found Guan Yu squatting at the base of a wall.

"Yun Chang?"

Liu Bei looked at the strange Guan Yu and couldn't help but scream.

"Shh!"

"Brother, come here."

Guan Yu, who was squatting, immediately put a finger to his mouth and waved to Liu Bei and Zhang Fei.

In the hospital

Beside a quiet and solemn little lake, the water is as clear as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky, white clouds and the lush green trees and hills around it.

A gentle breeze blows, bringing a touch of coolness and freshness.

In this picturesque scene, two wise men are calmly enjoying the quiet moment.

Zhuge Liang was dressed in a plain white robe, with a tall and majestic figure and a calm temperament.

Sitting in front of an ancient stone table, on the table are a pot of sake and an elegant zither.

Kong Ming slowly stretched out his slender fingers and plucked the strings. After a moment, a melodious and deep sound spread out like ripples.

The sound of the piano is sometimes gentle and low, just like the gurgling stream in the valley;

Sometimes it is high-pitched and passionate, like huge waves crashing against the shore.

At the same time, Sima Hui smiled, held a wine glass in his hand, closed his eyes slightly, and tilted his head back to listen to the touching piano music.