End Of Life, You Tell Me It's A Life Simulation?

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In the Song Dynasty,

A small town at the foot of a mountain somewhere.

The small figure walked back with the sash on its back, and came to a medicine shop, where it exchanged some copper coins for the medicinal materials.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy squinted her eyes, she looked like a girl in her teens, her complexion was dull, her hair was slightly yellowish, her figure was very petite and exquisite, and she was wearing a coarse linen skirt, which was quite neat.

The appearance is not outstanding, but those eyes are bright and energetic, forgetting the commonplace.

Seeing her like this, the shopkeeper felt pitiful in his heart, but he silently lowered the price of the medicinal materials, and the copper coins delivered were reduced by half.

The little girl didn't seem to notice it at all, took the copper coin, turned around and left.

After purchasing some things in the small town, I walked around for a while, and then I was about to leave. When I passed by a small village, the little girl looked over it casually.

A short piece of rag was tied to the side of the gate.

The little girl trembled slightly, and stared straight at the little rag. Some emotions finally appeared in Gu Jing Wubo's eyes, but she quickly restrained herself and left silently.

night......

A petite and exquisite black shadow landed in front of Xiaozhuang's gate, and did not open the door. It only jumped lightly, borrowed strength from the wall twice, and easily crossed the wall and landed in the village.

He took out some candles for lighting, looked all the way, searched in the house, and finally found a letter from the mezzanine of one of the drawers.

Impressively written on the envelope [Respectfully, Senior Brother Yi'an]

Looking at the letter, the black figure seemed to be agitated. He held it for a while without making any movement. After a long time, he silently put it back in his arms, extinguished the candle, and disappeared into the night.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a simple and desolate residence, and several houses look like it.

The little girl lit the lamp, took out the letter in her arms, opened it carefully and read it.

After a while, put down the letter.

With a slight frown, he muttered to himself in a low voice: "Linshui County..."

He looked again at the names of the people mentioned in the letter, and a trace of doubt and consideration flashed in his clear eyes.

In the end, it all turned into firmness.

Early the next morning, the little girl packed her bags and left here step by step.

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three months later.

Mr. Zhen looked at the petite and dainty girl in front of him with a dazed look on his face.

"Brother, he actually..."

After being in a trance for a while, I came back to my senses. Seeing this little nephew's face was pale, but Yu Yu's eyes showed sadness, and he couldn't help but sighed: "Cheng Lingsu, Lingshu, Suwen...it seems that brother is right. You value it very much, you these years... Alas!"

Although he didn't know the specifics of these years, it was really not easy for a little girl to survive alone. Seeing her pale face and a little withered hair, he knew that her daily life must be not very good.

After a few words of relief, Mr. Zhen sighed and said: "I sent the letter this time, I wanted to verify it, but I didn't expect my brother to pass away... It's been two years. I don't know."

Cheng Lingsu pursed her lips and said softly: "Master once said that Uncle Zhen is the most kind and kind person. In the early years, he didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the family, so he avoided living in seclusion, and he didn't want to disturb you because of it. "

Hearing this, Old Zhen smiled wryly and said, "It's hard for him to think like that..."

"Why did he change his dharma name again? I remember that when he just became a monk, he took up a dharma name of "Great Anger", and later changed it to a "Yi An" dharma name for some reason. Now, it has become "no hatred" again? Ha, how strange. "

When mentioning this matter, Cheng Lingsu also showed a slight smile, and said softly: "Master said, this dharma name signifies his practice. When the old man just became a monk, he had a hot temper, so he called it "big anger"; later, he gradually cultivated his body and cultivated his character. Then he called it "One Anger"; when he accepted disciples as disciples, he changed "One Anger" to "Slight Anger"; a few years ago, he thought that he had successfully cultivated and held it, so he became "No Anger". "

Old Zhen shook his head slightly and laughed: "When I was studying in the same discipline, I couldn't bear his violent temper. I never thought that I would change my temper when I was old. It's a pity that I didn't see him again."

After saying that, his expression became slightly dazed again, as if reminiscing.

Cheng Lingsu didn't say a word to interrupt, but secretly lowered his head, occasionally seeing the changes in Zhen Lao's expression, and felt a little relieved.

Reminiscing for a moment, Mr. Zhen also came back to his senses, and apologized to Cheng Lingsu: "It's always like this when people get old, don't mind."

Cheng Lingsu shook his head, indicating that he didn't care.

Mr. Zhen stroked his beard, looked at Cheng Lingsu, pondered for a while and said, "Except for you and me, who else knows the news of Senior Brother's death?"

Cheng Lingsu said: "Several brothers and sisters don't know about it. Uncle Shi guessed it, and gathered all the forces in Yaowangzhuang under his hands."

Hearing this, Mr. Zhen frowned: "No wonder you are like this... You must have suffered a lot, alas! Forget it, Junior Brother Shi has a vicious and cunning temperament, how can you, a weak girl, fight against him. "

Pity this nephew is so young, without the protection of his senior brother, he might not be able to walk an inch, his face is so yellow and thin from hunger, it really makes people feel uncomfortable.

Cheng Lingsu nodded slightly when he heard the words, expressing his understanding.

And as smart as she is, she can hear the fear in this Master Zhen's words.

It was obvious that he didn't want to deal with Uncle Shi.

Cheng Lingsu didn't say much about this.

Elder Zhen obviously didn't want to continue this topic, so he asked instead: "Since you are the senior brother's closed disciple, you must also know all the disciples under his sect? But there is a disciple called 'Fang Han'?"

Cheng Lingsu also learned something from the letter earlier, knowing that Uncle Zhen met someone who seemed to be from the same school, and that letter was also from seeking evidence, so he couldn't help but think a little bit.

With bright eyes open, he shook his head slightly and said, "No, I've never heard of it from Master. I only know that Master, an old man, had accepted three disciples before me, namely Senior Brother Murong, Senior Brother Jiang and Senior Sister Xue. .”

When Mr. Zhen heard the words, his expression was also puzzled: "Is that so, it's really strange..."

Cheng Lingsu groaned for a while, and guessed: "Master, the old man should not hide this from me. If he is not under the master's sect, Master Zhen would not know it. Maybe... it is the apprentice that Master Shi accepted?"

Mr. Zhen shook his head directly: "It's unlikely, then Fang Han is a kind-hearted man with a lot of good deeds. And Junior Brother Shi... I don't shy away from you, he is really not a good person, he is cruel, cunning, and vicious. To the extreme, he was partly responsible for the reason why I left back then. Can such a person teach such a benevolent doctor?"

Cheng Lingsu nodded slightly when he heard this, and said, "So that's the case, but it's because my nephew misunderstood."

Mr. Zhen still felt very puzzled. Since none of the three senior brothers were brothers, where did Fang Han's medical heritage come from?

It can't just pop up all of a sudden, can it?

He never imagined that Fang Han's medical skills originated from him...

For a while, Mr. Zhen sighed, put it down for a while, and asked Cheng Lingsu: "Although your master and I had conflicts in the past, it was just a small dispute of spirit. You are his closed disciple. No matter what, I don't agree with you." Will take care of you."

He said again: "It's just that I am not as capable of medical skills as your master, nor have I earned such a huge Yaowangzhuang property like him. There is only one-third of an acre of land. Are you...would you like to keep it?" ?”

Cheng Lingsu's eyes were slightly red, and he knelt down and said, "Lingsu, thank you Master Zhen for taking me in."

"Okay! Get up, get up!"

Old Zhen looked at the little girl with a pale and thin face, and felt more and more fond of her.

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