Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 299 The Stalker's Victory

Luhun Mountain, this is a mountain, and it is also a village. The village is on the mountainside. Walking up the mountainside is the hill. A very good place.

Waking up early in the morning, Mujing went up the mountain.

A rare moment of relaxation, he was coming to watch the sunrise.

After reaching the top of the mountain, he found a place with the widest view. He stood on a boulder on the hill with a straight body, facing the rising sun from the east and feeling the soft morning breeze around him.

"What a beautiful sunshine, what a beautiful mountain and river, I have never discovered that the scenery between heaven and earth is so beautiful, and even the air is so kind!" Mu Jing sighed.

Since he came to this era, he has been striving for survival. What he saw was either wars or power struggles. He had no time to stop and appreciate the most primitive scenery between heaven and earth in this era.

To say that the scenery of Luhun Mountain is not very good, not as good as the famous mountains and rivers, but at this moment, Mu Jing's mood seems to be completely relaxed.

"One day, I, Mu Jing, will travel all over the mountains, rivers and rivers of the world, and experience the earth 2000 years ago, so that I can live up to the heaven-defying chance of rebirth that God bestows on me!"

Facing the rising sun in the east, Mu Jing said secretly in his heart.

In life, there should not be only fights and intrigues.

He is tired of this way of life.

Just don't do it. After all, survival is the beginning of all desires. Even survival cannot be guaranteed, so there is no enjoyment.

If one day, the world is peaceful and their father and son have no survival crisis, he doesn't care about the so-called power. What he wants is to travel all over the world and feel intimately everything in this era.

Of course, this is just one of his extravagant wishes.

In this troubled world, even if you go to the top of power, you are trying to survive. This is a helpless thing. You are under the quagmire, and you must prevent the people above from killing you like an ant. You are on the top of the sky. Also prevent the people below from hitting you as a BOSS.

This is the sorrow of this backward era, and the peace of the 21st century will never be found.

"My lord, it's time!"

Huo Shao led the personal guard camp to guard the Quartet strictly. After looking at the time and years, he stepped forward to remind him in a low voice.

"Then go back, we still have to visit the Hu Mansion!"

Mu Jing nodded, withdrew his emotions, and turned back into the calm and decisive Minghou Shizi again. The corners of his mouth slightly raised: "I heard that Hu Zhao didn't have class yesterday afternoon!"

"I'm sick, rest for three days!"

"Then there may not be any harvest today!" Mu Jing had a playful smile on his face: "He is planning to spend all the time with me!"

"My lord, why do we keep fighting so hard because he doesn't give face? In fact, we don't necessarily have to rely on him. Even if he has good abilities, we will tie him back directly!"

Huo Shao was a little aggrieved.

Think about who his family's heir is, not to mention the power of the current Tai Tuo, just their family's heir, he is also a genius of the sky, how many battles he has led their Jingping army, how many dignitaries he has fought in the capital, Even court officials always greeted each other, but they were treated like this by a country man. If Mu Jing hadn't suppressed him, they would have come to the door a long time ago and taught him a lesson.

"Huo Shao, if Huo Yu was here, he wouldn't have said such things!" Mu Jing patted Huo Shao on the shoulder, and said, "Corporal courtesy, I'm not talking about it. In the future, you need to study more and want to be a general. It’s not all about brute force!”

Huo Shao scratched his head: "I don't want to be a general, I just follow Shizi and protect Shizi!"

"You, you have no ambitions!"

Hearing this, Mujing shook his head, a little hated that iron could not be made into steel, and said: "If you don't want to be a general's soldier, you are not a good soldier!"

"Hehe!" Huo Shao smiled sarcastically, not taking it seriously.

Mu Jing didn't bother to talk about him anymore, it was a good thing to have such a single-minded warrior by his side.

Back in the village, Mujing prepared some gifts and visited for the third time.

"My lord, I'm sorry. Our master was seriously ill yesterday, and he can't get out of bed now. I'm afraid he won't be able to welcome you!" The butler of Hu's residence greeted Mujing. With a smile on his face, he said cautiously, but he was afraid that Mujing would be surprised. In anger, let the soldiers and horses behind him punch in abruptly.

"It was because I heard that Mr. Kong Ming was ill that I sent some supplements!"

Mu Jing waved his hand, and several Jingping soldiers behind him brought up a few brocade boxes. Gifts in this era were packed in brocade boxes. Although they couldn't see what was inside, the butler was also a well-informed person who could feel This gift is not small.

"How is this possible?" The butler quickly evaded.

"Just a little care!"

Mu Jing didn't force his way in, he smiled slightly, and said, "Since Mr. Kong Ming is still on the sickbed, it's inconvenient, then I won't bother you, and I'll visit you tomorrow!"

"Come again tomorrow?" The butler was taken aback for a moment, then saw Mu Jing salute and then turned around and you left without any delay.

He looked at the gifts, smiled wryly, and hurried in to report to Hu Zhao.

"You mean that he said he would come to visit tomorrow?" Hu Zhao, who was in a mess on the sickbed, was reading a book very energetically at this moment. Hearing what the housekeeper said, his complexion suddenly became gloomy.

"Yes!"

The butler bowed and said, "Master, he also brought a gift, I said no, but he just put it down!"

"Leave it for now!" Hu Zhao waved his hand and said, "I want to see how long he has consumed energy, and I'll just return it together when the time comes!"

"Yes!" The butler nodded.

At this time, a middle-aged woman came in with tea, poured tea for Hu Zhao, and said, "Husband, I'm afraid this son of Marquis Ming is not so easy to dismiss!"

"Youth's mind can't be stabilized there!"

Hu Zhao sneered: "I don't believe he can survive for a few days!"

The next day, early in the morning, Mujing came to visit again. This was his fourth visit, but he was still turned away.

The fifth time Mujing came to the door, the door was also closed.

Several times of closing doors in a row made the soldiers of the guard camp suffocate with anger, and felt like burning down the courtyard of Hu's family.

But Mujing is the same as always.

His sixth home visit was a rainy day.

This time he was still unable to see Hu Zhao, instead, he was exposed to a little rain and caught cold, which made his body, which had not fully recovered, weaker and had a little bit of wind-cold symptoms.

That night, in Hu Zhao's courtyard.

After the rain, the air was particularly fresh. Hu Zhao was wearing thin clothes, standing under the ginkgo tree, his eyes were bright, looking at the bright moon in the sky, his thoughts were a little ups and downs.

The boy's persistence made his already cold blood throb a little.

"Husband, it's cold at night!"

After a while, the middle-aged woman took a thicker robe and put it on him.

"Madam, you have been suffering with me for so many years!" Hu Zhao said in a low voice while holding Madam's hand.

Back then when he came to Luhun Mountain disheartened, his wife followed him without any complaints. In these years, all he could give was simple food and drink.

"Where is the husband, where is the concubine?"

The middle-aged lady smiled and said: "But I know that my husband should soar in the nine heavens, and my heart has never cooled down. This young man is so persistent, maybe my husband can go out and have a look. I heard from Aunt Li that when he came to the door today, he was drenched. I got cold from the rain, and I even invited Dr. Chen from the village to see it. People who are not sincere don’t have such perseverance!”

"Cold?"

Hu Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a while, and stopped talking, just quietly looked at the bright moon in the sky.

……

……

The seventh time he came to the door, it was an afternoon, and Mu Jing finally met Hu Zhao as he wished.

"Master Mu, why are you doing this?"

Hu Zhao looked at the young man and let out a long sigh, but his impression changed a lot.

"It's not that Jing is persistent, but Jing knows that Mr. Kong Ming is a great talent in the world. If he is abandoned in the mountains, Jing Yu can't bear it. Even if there is a slight possibility, Jing Na still wants Mr. Kong Ming to come out and help!" Mu Jing His face was a little pale, and he did have some cold symptoms. His smile was also pale, but it was natural.

(End of this chapter)