Go to another world to be a priest

When Yining woke up, he only felt a splitting headache, all the bones in his body seemed to be broken and glued together again, the soreness coming out from the cracks in the bones was extremely uncomfortable, and his body was sticky, as if After sweating profusely, he was forced to wrap himself in the quilt and cover himself. Is this the rhythm to make him moldy?

Trying to open his eyes, Yining wanted to open his mouth to speak, only to find that his throat was dry and sore, and he uttered a "water" syllable hoarsely.

The tall figure couldn't see the face clearly against the light, but a pair of big warm hands held a glass of water and handed it to Yining, gently feeding Yining to drink.After drinking two sips of water, he felt his throat a little better, Yining tilted his head to say no, only then did he realize that his whole body was sore and he could barely move his fingers.

"...What's wrong with me?" Yining groaned in pain.

Mu Kun's voice was muffled, with a bit of suppressed anger: "You are sick!" The word "sick" still accentuated the tone.

Immediately, the damp towel was removed from his head, and another cold one was put on it.

Get ill?Even though Yining's mind was confused, he was still surprised, but the feeling in his body made him have to accept the fact that he was really sick like a normal person who crawled out of his mother's stomach after eating whole grains!

Well, although he bears the name of a half-immortal, not only does he not have the ability of a half-immortal, he doesn't even have the physique that is invulnerable to all diseases!Now Yining really wants to ask the patron saint, what is the use of my split soul?

Looking at Mu Kun's sullen look, he knew that this guy was unhappy because of his illness. Thinking about what he had sworn last night that he would not get sick, now that he is lying here unable to move, Yining is embarrassed Xiao Xiao smiled: "Well, Mu Kun, don't be angry, I thought I wouldn't get sick, after all, I'm an envoy of God..."

It's okay if you don't mention the gods, as soon as these two words were uttered, Yining found that Mu Kun froze, and even the rhythm of breathing was messed up.

You must know that Mu Kun is a very good hunter. According to Yining's understanding, being a very good hunter means that he is a very good warrior. He has seen Mu Kun hunting and fighting with others. It is definitely a model of martial arts masters, and the ability to control the body is absolutely unimaginable for ordinary people.

But now, Mu Kun's breathing became disordered because of his words, which shows how much impact this incident had on him.

"That... Actually I..." Yining wanted to tell him about the patron saint, but was interrupted at the beginning.

"Eat the porridge, we'll talk about it when you're better." Mu Kun brought over a bowl of porridge, carefully scooped it up with a spoon and brought it to his lips.

Yining felt guilty and ate obediently.

After eating half a bowl, Mu Kun suddenly withdrew his hand, and said in a cold tone, "If you can't eat it, don't eat it."

Yining was silent, he didn't feel hunger in his stomach, he didn't want to eat at all, but he didn't want to reject Mu Kun's kindness, so he forced to eat half of the bowl, couldn't help frowning, unexpectedly Mu Kun could see it right away.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little tense and awkward.

Just when Yining had nothing to say and was looking for something to say, Mu Kun turned around and went out, brought in a small bowl, and a bitter taste came to his nostrils, even though Yining was guilty and embarrassed, he couldn't help but immediately wrinkled Bun face.

"... Is it bitter?"

Mu Kun stirred the bowl of warm medicine with a spoon, took a sip, and lied without changing his face: "It's not bitter."

Lifting the spoon in front of him, Yining took a sip nervously, almost spit it out reflexively, swallowed it, struggled to sit up, took the medicine bowl, and drank it down in one gulp.

Mu Kun's eyes flickered, and there was more anger in his eyes.

Yining smiled and handed him the bowl: "Well, it really isn't bitter at all."

Seeing that Mu Kun's face became more stinky, Yining was a little confused, so he thought for a while and said, "I will get better soon, Mu Kun...you, don't be angry, okay?"

Mu Kun's hand holding the bowl froze, walked over and lifted the quilt, went to bed and hugged him tightly in his arms, buried his head on his shoulder: "Yining, don't apologize to me, I'm angry, not because of you, but because ... because of myself."

Mu Kun's voice was full of frustration: "Yining, after I met you, I always did wrong things, and I should apologize." Yining was stunned when he heard this, and wanted to break away from his arms to see his expression, but was caught by the wooden Kun pressed his back firmly: "Listen to me."

"I have had an intuition since I was a child. When facing a person or something, I can perceive whether the person or thing is dangerous or beneficial."

"Golden finger?" Yining couldn't help but open his mouth, no wonder Mu Kun came up to hook him up the first time he saw him, because he has a cheating relationship with him.

Mu Kun choked for a moment, didn't understand what it meant, so he simply ignored it, and then said to himself: "I tried every means to get close to you, and invited you to our Mu clan, because I know that you are the one who can make the Mu clan stronger." The person who got up. I did it, you came, and let the Mu people live through the first winter without hunger and death... What I can't believe is that you can respond to my feelings. Thinking about it, it's amazing There's nothing left to ask for."

"Me too." Yining felt a little sweet in his heart, who said that the head of his family can't talk about love?

Mu Kun kissed him on the top of his head, and the smile disappeared: "But, what I didn't expect is that the envoy is different from us ordinary people, and only has a lifespan of ten years..."

Yining quickly clarified: "That I am not..."

"Listen to me first!" Mu Kun interrupted him again: "When I realized it for the first time, I was terrified and desperately wanted to get close to you, to prove that you were still by my side. Spring Flower Festival, can you respond to me?" , still seduce me in the woods..."

"I didn't seduce you!" Yining became so annoyed that his neck turned red.

Mu Kun patted him on the back to comfort him, his voice was bitter, with strong self-blame: "I am greedy and ignorant, and I want the Mu clan to develop and become the first tribe in this continent. You are capable and capable, I I piled up all the problems that the clan couldn't solve...but forgot...I am the clan leader! Those are the things I should do! Yining...I love you and want to protect you from the wind Yu, but I didn't expect that you have been taking care of me... Wu said that you are too tired to be sick this time, Yining, if the prosperity of the Mu clan needs to be traded for your health, then I would rather not!"

"I don't want you with a ten-year lifespan, I want you to stay with me well and for a long time!" Mu Kun tightened his arms, as if he wanted to rub him into his flesh and blood.

Yining hated himself for talking nonsense before, but now he was only sick, and he actually scared people like this.

Although his whole body was sore and weak, he still raised his arms and put them on the man's back, comforting the anxious and self-blaming man: "Mu Kun, I said before that I wouldn't live for ten years... Uh, I lied to you."

Mu Kun didn't react at all, the facts that happened to the envoy before were proofs, how could he believe such an unsubstantiated statement from Yining.

Yining had no choice but to tell him about the patron saint, then showed him the divine soil, pointed to the pot of "leeks" on the window sill and said, "No, that's the second soul of the patron saint."

The story was so bizarre that Mu Kun was dubious.

"If you don't believe it, bring it here, and I'll prove it to you." Yining was a little anxious, and finally told the secret he had kept for a long time, but people didn't believe it at all, which made people very depressed, okay?

Mu Kun's eyes were still a little red, he glanced at him suspiciously, Yining nodded very firmly, and then brought the flowerpot over.

Yining chuckled, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch the "leek" leaves.

He is an ordinary person, and he is sick, and he thinks that his movements are already very fast, which is not enough to watch at all, not to mention that the leek was pinched by him last time, how can he be tricked?He twisted his body and dodged it, and by the way, he twitched the back of Yining's hand, and immediately there was a red mark on the back of his fair hand.

A sharp light flashed in Mu Kun's eyes, and his hand was like lightning, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the root of the leek, and asked Yining murderously: "This thing is too dangerous, I'd better pull it out!"

As soon as these words came out of my mouth, a soft child's voice sounded in my mind: "No."

Mu Kun was surprised, Yining just told him about the Patronus, but he was not very interested in the Patronus from the beginning, but Yining's arrival made him a little more respectful and admirable for the Patronus.

But even so, the disrespect for gods and Buddhas was rooted in his bones since he was a child, and Mu Kun's first reaction was not to let go in fear, but to subconsciously exert force and pinch again!

The little baby screamed miserably immediately, and Mu Kun realized what he had done, and let go of his hand in embarrassment.

Seeing that his reaction was not right, Yining asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

Mu Kun's eyes flickered, and he told Yining that there was a child talking in his head, and Yining's vision of this potted plant immediately became bad, there was nothing to say, this guy must be playing tricks.

Immediately upset.

Anyway, both of them are the souls of the guardian gods, right?He was also the one who planted this potted plant at the beginning. Although he didn't like it very much, he has been serving it for more than half a year without any shortage of water and fertilizer.

Yining smiled coldly: "What? What can you say to him that you can't tell me? Believe it or not, I asked him to pull you out and throw you out without delay..."

Before the threat was finished, the potted plant Yi Ning drooped its leaves, and Yi Ning also heard the childish voice that Mu Kun said: "Brother... I'm sorry!"

The soft and cute voice seemed to still smell like milk, and half of Yining's anger went away immediately. Even though he knew that this guy was not a good stubble, he had been pretending to be an ordinary plant for half a year after growing up, and he didn't know what to do. What kind of idea, but the momentum of speaking again is still weak:

"...It's useless to be cute! Since you can talk, why did you pretend to be dumb before?"

"He...he's still young, he just learned it not long ago." But the plant seemed to pinpoint Yining's pulse, and his voice was as soft as cotton candy.

Seeing Mu Kun frowning at him, Yining understood, and asked it: "Can't you talk to two people at the same time?"

"Well, I'm still young, and it's tiring to only talk to one person at the same time..."

The corners of Yining's mouth are slightly raised, and just by hearing the voice, one can imagine how cute this little guy is, ahhh, I really want to hug him!

The tone in the pretended eyes also softened: "You tell Mu Kun about my identity, and tell him that I will not die."

The little guy bent the leaves obediently, like a person nodding his head, and stopped talking.

Mu Kun stared at the plant blankly for several minutes without moving. Yining knew that the two of them were communicating in their minds, so he didn't interrupt. He put his head on Mu Kun's lap and waited for them to finish communicating.

Maybe it's because Mu Kun's embrace is too warm, or there is some sleep-promoting drug in the medicine that Wu gave, Yining still thought about asking Mu Kun what they said, but he couldn't overcome the dizzy mind, and gradually fell asleep past.

Illness comes like a mountain and goes away like silk. This sentence is really not just for fun. Yining's illness lasted for more than half a month. By the time he recovered, the wheat had been harvested completely.

Because there is plenty of sunshine and high temperature here, Mutuo adopts the method given by Yining to shell the wheat by exposing to the sun and beating. It was all done in one day, and what Yining saw was bags of dried and packed wheat, piled up like hills.

The land was fertilized and turned as it was the first time, and it was only after Yining looked at it that he decided what to plant.

The weather is hot, and it can last for about five months. Yining decided to try planting some upland rice, and planted the corn and millet that are used to here. The Mu people tasted the taste of steamed buns made of flour. He stayed away from the corn and millet that tasted so loud, and disagreed when Yining said that he would plant a third of it.

But Yining just smiled and insisted on planting.

He is a priest, Mu Tuo can only agree, but still doesn't understand why.

Yining didn't explain too much: "It's better to grow some. If you eat too much for a long time, you will get tired of it. It's good to change the taste once in a while."

What he didn't say is that he is now breaking the diet structure of the people on this continent, making them gradually change from carnivorous omnivores to herbivores. He doesn't know what problems will arise in the middle, so he should be more cautious , It is safer to take it slowly.