Chapter 8

Just at this moment, the wild Taoist priest called.

　　He said in a weak voice: "Xiao Yu, run if you can, those are evil spirits trying to steal your food."

Mu Yu glanced at the new security guard. Eating a free meal makes you a ghost?

　　Aren't they still trying to find a way to work and pay off their debts?

　　It's quite inspiring.

　　My principle is that no matter whether it is a human or a ghost, as long as they don't actively hurt me, I am not afraid.

　　Because ghosts may not be more evil than humans.

He did notice another question, "What's wrong with your voice?"

　　The wild Taoist priest said weakly: "It's nothing, I just made a furnace of elixirs a few days ago."

　　Mu Yu knew him. His lifelong ideal was to achieve great enlightenment and ascend to heaven. He had been searching for ancient elixir recipes over the years, but had never succeeded.

　　So when I heard this, I was a little frightened.

Sure enough, I heard him take a few breaths before continuing, "You'll be discharged tomorrow."

　　Mu Yu: "…"

　　So if you don't have the talent for alchemy, don't force it, okay?

　　Taking medicine randomly like this can really kill you!

　　After being scolded honestly, the wild Taoist priest said: "Ghosts don't come for no reason. If you don't have a wish to fulfill, then it must be because you have been contaminated by something recently or have been to some place."

"I didn't...Ah!"

　　Mu Yu suddenly remembered the inexplicable chill he felt when he encountered those museum escort trucks before.

　　Tombs of the Qin and Han Dynasties...

　　He quickly opened his phone to check and found that the armor styles of these two dynasties were very similar to those worn by the "security guard".

　　Could it be true?

　　Perhaps there were relics of the young general among the exhibits, so his soul was attached to them.

　　Why come to your own home?

　　The old Mu looked around his neck and said, "This is an old ghost. It's old enough to be put in a museum."

Mu Yu thought to himself, isn't it? If it wasn't for a coincidence, he would probably have been put in a museum by now.

　　No wonder there's a language barrier!

　　He could not speak the official language of the Qin and Han dynasties. Not to mention him, I guess few modern archaeologists can speak it either.

　　So, what characters were used at that time?

　　Small seal script!

　　Thanks to Qin Shi Huang for unifying the six kingdoms!

　　Mu Yu downloaded font conversion software on his mobile phone, lowered his head to type a line of words, and ran to show it to the other party.

　　"Qin people?"

　　The general ghost shook his head.

　　Mu Yu retyped, "Han people?"

The "Han" here refers to the Han Dynasty.

　　The general ghost nodded, and even straightened his back unconsciously.

　　He might have forgotten his name and many aspects of his past, but he could never forget the big "Han" flag that he held tightly in his arms before his death.

　　Mu Yu and the old Mu looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

　　He really is a person from the Han Dynasty!

"You came to my house because you have some unfulfilled wish?"

　　Mu Yu raised his head slightly, looked into his eyes and asked.

　　The general ghost's eyes were blank for a moment.

　　wish?

　　wish...

　　Something extraordinary was trembling and struggling deep in his mind, like a treasure buried for thousands of years, suddenly bursting into light.

What is my wish?

　　I want to see the world unified, the Huns surrender and be incorporated into the territory of the Han Dynasty.

　　I want to see peace on the border, granaries overflowing, and people no longer have to worry about the Xiongnu coming south to plunder the crops.

　　I want to see the children of the Han family live and work in peace and contentment, without having to use their weak daughters to marry off their wives in exchange for a lingering peace; without having to use their sons' blood to irrigate the frontiers…

　　He couldn't remember who he was, but the resentment and hatred that had lasted for thousands of years still echoed deep in his mind.

　　The obsession that came from the soul was magically conveyed to Mu Yu.

Mu Yu was no longer in a hurry to send him away. He even went to the kitchen to prepare a few dishes and opened a bottle of Lao Baigan.

　　When a distinguished guest comes, we should naturally entertain him well.

　　"I'm more used to buying food right after I eat it," he said a little embarrassedly, "I don't have much food at home..."

　　Cut a piece of bacon hanging in the storage room and stir-fry it with garlic sprouts. The fat part is transparent, the lean part is shiny and delicious.

　　It is particularly pleasing to the eye against the emerald green garlic sprouts.

Take three pickled salted eggs, open each into four petals. The white porcelain-like egg white contains a ball of oily egg yolk, which is as smooth as ointment and as delicate as sand. The rich oil flows down, making it a great dish to go with wine.

　　The hand-shredded cabbage was stir-fried with pork belly and chili peppers, and it was crispy and bright. Together with the braised beef brought back from the store, there were two more dishes.

　　There are still some live shrimps that have not been sold out. You can remove the shrimp threads and heads and stir-fry them with minced garlic. It is very refreshing.

　　There are cuts on the back of the shrimp, so the garlic aroma can easily seep in. When the shrimp turns a light red, it can be taken out of the pot.

The removed shrimp heads are not wasted. Pour oil into a hot pan and stir-fry over low heat to produce the orange-red shrimp oil. Pour water and bring to a boil before cooking a bowl of noodles. It's so delicious!

　　Mu Yu divided the food into three portions and filled two small glasses with wine.

　　After thinking about it, he poured a little himself.

　　The old Mu waved to the young general who was still standing at the door, smiled and patted the empty seat next to him, "Child, come and sit down. The three of us will go one by one."

　　The young general was stunned for a moment, but did not move.

　　No reward without merit.

　　He had already been wrong to steal someone else's incense before, how could he...

　　The old Mu dragged him over directly.

　　Mu Yu smiled, "It's a pity I don't know your name."

　　But since we're face to face, it doesn't matter.

　　Mu Yu has never been able to drink much. He got a little drunk after drinking only one or two glasses of white wine.

　　"I'll take you to the museum in a couple of days."

Hope to find his tomb.

　　Such a person should not be a wandering ghost.

　　The young man didn't understand, but he could see that the corners of his eyes were stained slightly red by the alcohol, which made his eyeballs look black, bright and watery. He didn't want to disappoint him, so he nodded subconsciously.

　　Just now I saw him writing with that strange tool, saying that the Han Dynasty had been gone for nearly two thousand years, and the young man couldn't help feeling a little lost.

　　It turns out that so much time has passed.

　　Everything he was once familiar with, everything he had guarded with his life, has completely disappeared in the long river of history.

　　He also saw a map on something called a computer.

　　The young man felt relieved that he was much bigger than the big man back then.

　　It's a bit regrettable.

　　Unfortunately, they were unable to defeat the entire Huns.

　　The young man's gaze penetrated the wall and seemed to see the person sleeping peacefully in the bedroom. He felt that the current situation was not bad.

　　He thought of the food he had just eaten, all of which tasted delicious and new.

　　The border was bitterly cold, and when wars were going on everywhere, food and fodder might not be delivered in time, so it was good enough to be able to eat enough.

　　But nowadays, I heard that such meals can be often seen in ordinary people's homes.

　　There are no permanent mountains and rivers in the world.

　　It is a pity that the Han Dynasty fell, but isn't it what I hoped for that the people would no longer have to suffer from war?

　　It seems that his wish has not been fulfilled, but it also seems to have been fulfilled.

　　"Master Xiaomu~"

　　Boom boom boom.

　　It came from the young master's bedroom. Is the ghost from yesterday here again?

　　As soon as he thought about it, he passed through the wall and went straight to the window.

　　Zhang Chang and the girl, who had mustered up the courage to change the place where they knocked, looked up and their hands, which were raised in the air, froze instantly.

　　"…"

　　How old are you!

　　Why is it always you?!

　　In the past few nights, Mu Yu was either dragged around by ghosts to earn extra money, or worried that his master was not eating well down there, and he didn't sleep well.

　　But today, I slept all the way through the morning!

　　As usual, he offered incense to the old shepherd. Turning his head, he saw the statue-like young general ghost at the door. He suddenly slapped his forehead and took a white porcelain bowl from the kitchen.

　　The bowl was filled to the brim with golden millet.

　　Mu Yu put three incense sticks into the bowl, placed it on the small table beside the other party, and said with a smile:

　　"Good morning!"

　　Although he had an unfortunate childhood, he always seemed to have endless vitality. When he smiled at people, it was hard for anyone not to like him.

　　The young general still didn't understand, but he could guess that the other party was probably saying hello.

　　He recalled it carefully and imitated it a little stiffly: "Morning."

　　Except for the strange pronunciation, the tone and intonation are almost exactly the same.

Mu Yu nodded in surprise, and the hair on his head trembled, "Yes, yes, good morning! You are so smart!"

　　The reason why body language and facial expressions are called "language" is because people can use them to judge what the other person wants to express.

　　The young general understood.

　　He couldn't help feeling a little proud, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

　　Mu Yu laughed and said, "It's not convenient for you to walk around, so just watch TV and play."

　　What to see?

The animation channel happened to be broadcasting "Tom and Jerry". The chase and fight between the two living enemies was really interesting. Mu Yu watched it happily for a few minutes and almost didn't want to go out.

　　Even adults can't resist Tom and Jerry!

　　But the general obviously didn't get the joy of the cartoon at all.

　　Even his sword-like eyebrows were tightly knitted together, as if he was trying to figure out what those two things were running wildly in there.

It's very difficult to watch.

　　The mask of pain gradually appeared.

　　The Mu Yu was happy.

　　Yes, that's a difference of nearly two thousand years.

　　This generation gap is almost as deep as the Mariana Trench.

　　Come on, just study!

　　This is no longer the Han Dynasty. We can't just communicate with people in a one-way manner in the future.

　　Mu Yu found the Children's Education Channel, searched for entry-level online courses, set it to loop, and then pointed to the AoE above and said:

　　"This is the current language, let's learn it..."

He always felt that the general seemed to secretly breathe a sigh of relief the moment the cartoon disappeared.

　　Mu Yu was so amused by what he saw that he even burned a set of paper and pen for him on the spot.

　　A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, so do your homework well at home!

　　Before going out, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the older preschool children who were reciting aoe mechanically following the teaching video, and suddenly felt the joy of family tutoring in advance.

　　Well, I'll check my homework when I get back tonight!