Chapter 180 Father, it’s bad, Mr. Jian killed Master Sun!
"Yuanlong, please remember what Hua Changshi asked you to do. Do not eat raw meat and do not drink cold water."

At the moment before leaving, Mi Zhu tried his best to persuade him.

Chen Deng said solemnly: "Zi Zhong, please be at ease. I still have unfinished business. I will take this as a warning and will never make the same mistake again in the future!"

"Okay! I believe in Yuanlong!"

After saying this, Mi Zhuchongze and Chen Deng clasped their fists, and then he took out a piece of straight willow wood from his arms. The tip of the willow wood was hollowed out and tied with long, thin brown hair.

Seeing this strange object, Chen Deng immediately became interested, "Zi Zhong, what is this?"

"Yuanlong, this is called a toothbrush. General Liu once said that diseases come from the mouth. Put a little salt on the bristles and use it with clean water to clean the teeth." Mi Zhu handed the toothbrush to Chen Deng. In order to make Chen Deng remember it, he specifically mentioned Liu Bei. He added: "I am still in the testing stage of this thing. The cost of horse hair is still too high. If it is made according to General Liu's request, ordinary people will not be able to afford it."

"Brother really cares about the world!"

Chen Deng put it away carefully.

It was several days later that Chen Deng helped Mi Zhu and Zhao Yun Hua Tuo buy the necessary items. During this period of time, Chen Deng used almost all his energy to entertain the three people. He met Guan Ping, the biological son of Guan Yu, and gave him his treasured copy of "The Analects of Confucius".

After spending a few days together, Chen Deng found something very strange: Hua Tuo, who was treated with courtesy by his father, was busy all day long, visiting various counties with a group of disciples. He would even treat the poor, and even Zhao Yun knew some medical skills.

There seems to be something special about them.

After seeing everyone off, Chen Deng still found it difficult to describe the feeling in words. Full of doubts, he returned to his own mansion.

"Big Brother"

A call brought Chen Deng back to reality. He looked up and saw a young man running in front of him. The boy looked 60% similar to him. It was his younger brother Chen Ying.

"Ying, when did you come back?" Chen Deng asked with a smile.

Chen Ying replied, "Brother, my father sent a message to me a few days ago, saying that you missed me, so I came back immediately. By the way, where shall we go for fun today?"

"Just have fun." Chen Deng touched Chen Ying's head. His younger brother was only sixteen years old, at the age of studying. He was very playful and preferred to be active rather than quiet. He loved traveling, cockfighting, dog running, and beautiful clothes.

As the youngest son in the family, Chen Gui did not have high expectations for Chen Ying. As long as Chen Ying did not cause trouble or destroy the family tradition, he would let him do whatever he wanted.

"Is there something new in the market?" Chen Ying asked with interest, not noticing Chen Deng's strange behavior.

Chen Deng shook his head, his tone gradually hardened, "From today on, you don't have to leave home, I will teach you."

After hearing this answer, Chen Ying was not discouraged. Instead, he laughed happily, "Okay, okay!"

A few days later.

"Snapped"

Chen Deng slammed his hand heavily on the wooden table, "Is this how you learned???!"

"Brother, you're making it too complicated." Chen Ying replied, shrinking his head.

"complex."

Hearing this answer, Chen Deng frowned, obviously dissatisfied. His brother was good in everything except his playful nature. Even a flying butterfly could attract his attention. Things that have been said often need to be said a second time to work.

For the first time in his life, Chen Deng felt frustrated. If this goes on, how can I realize my ambitions?

But when he saw Chen Ying's cowardly look, he couldn't help but soften his heart, and at the same time doubts arose in his heart, can Ying really save the clan?

As he thought about it, fatigue surged into Chen Deng's mind like a tide. He waved his hands and said, "Forget it, forget it. I'm tired today. Let's stop here."

The moment the words fell, Chen Deng felt dizzy and there seemed to be a powerful suction force trying to pull him out of his body. Everything became so unreal.

Chen Ying was so frightened that his soul almost jumped out of his throat. He hurriedly supported Chen Deng and shouted in fear: "Brother, please don't scare me. I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I will definitely study hard!"

These words made Chen Deng's ears buzz. He used his remaining strength to straighten his chest, grabbed Chen Ying's arm, and said, "Ying, the preservation of the clan depends on you." His spirit quickly slipped away, and his arm also drooped weakly. He murmured, "What a pity, what a pity, everything has become empty talk. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely realize my ambition and help the wise master achieve hegemony. I regret that I should not have eaten fish sashimi. It's the time and the fate."

My eyelids became heavier and heavier, and as I listened to Chen Ying's crying, my vision suddenly went dark.

Yunwu County

"Snapped"

Sun Qian put down the jute paper, looked helplessly at the trees outside the door, and said in a complicated tone: "Xianhe, come out, I saw you, why are you always secretly observing me today?"

"Ah?" Jian Yong, who was hiding behind a tree, came out with a wry smile. He touched his head and smiled awkwardly, "Gongyou, how did you find me?"

"What a coincidence." Sun Qian curled his lips and thought, Xianhe, Xianhe, I came here from Beihai, it would be hard for me not to notice you in the dark.

He said directly, "Xianhe, just tell me what you have to say!"

"OK." Jian Yong walked into the room. Since there was no one in the room, Jian Yong, who had a good personal relationship with Sun Qian, sat down without hiding anything. He immediately explained the reason, "Brother Xuande, I go to the fairyland every few months. Today is the time, so I came to see if Gongyou will go."

Sun Qian, who was devoted to teaching, sighed, "Xianhe, you really think too highly of me. How can I go to the fairyland? Don't think too much about such illusory things."

"Gongyou, don't you remember what Tao Qian said before he died?"

"Envoy Tao? Are you saying that you will entrust Xuzhou to the lord?"

"No," Jian Yong shook his head, "It's the previous sentence, Tao Qian grabbed Brother Xuande's hand and said, 'Xuande, I recommend a man to you, his surname is Sun and his name is Qian'"

For some reason, when Sun Qian heard Jian Yong say this, he felt as if he was eating an unripe plum, which was sour.

"Xianhe, don't think too much. After this dream, wasn't it Sun Ce who fought against Ziyi?"

“Isn’t it different?”

"OK OK."

Sun Qian patted Jian Yong on the shoulder and said in a coaxing tone, "Xianhe, if there really is a fairyland, I will definitely not be as advanced as you. I have something important to do right now. How about we talk later?"

Having said that, Jian Yong could only nod and say, "Okay."

"Gongyou, goodbye."

"Farewell."

After saying this, Jian Yong stood up from his chair and was about to turn around.

"Snapped"

Sun Qian fell headfirst onto the wooden table.

Jian Yong: “.”

As luck would have it, there were footsteps approaching from behind.

"Master Sun, Master Sun, I found the old man's calf, and the old man came to thank you--"

A slightly childish voice echoed in his ears, and Jian Yong subconsciously turned around to see Huang Xu's thin figure.

Huang Xu's smile froze. Jian Yong thought to himself that something was wrong and ran towards Huang Xu.

However, it was still too late. Huang Xu shouted in horror.
"Father, this is bad, Mr. Jian has killed Master Sun!!!"

"What are you talking about? Shut up!"

　After thinking about it, I decided to bring Chen Deng with me.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)