The daughter has been very sensitive since she was a child, and her talent in medical skills is surprisingly high.

When Mu Jin was still a child, Master offered to teach her personally.

Although Mu Jin is only twelve years old now, her medical attainments are no worse than those of the doctors in Xinglin Hospital.

The corners of Mu Linglan's mouth curled, and she gently brushed the broken hair in her daughter's ear behind her ear, "Mom is sighing, time flies so fast, my daughter is so old in a flash." ”

Mu Jin grimaced at her mother and giggled.

Mu Linglan pondered for a moment and asked, "Jin'er, have you ever thought about what would happen to you if one day you arrived in a completely unfamiliar place?"

Mu Jin blinked and put down the chopsticks in his hand, "What do you mean by being completely unfamiliar?"

"Well, for example, you don't know the living habits of people in any place, and living there will not be as convenient as ours here, and even many things are ......very backward," Mu Linglan said in a hypothetical tone.

In ancient times, Mu Linglan felt uncomfortable when she thought about it.

If she could, she really didn't want to discuss this topic with her daughter at all.

But what Master said is right, the Mu family has been passed down for more than 1,000 years, relying on strict compliance with the clan rules and serious cultivation of the Mu family's children.

The letter sent by her ancestors that was only for the patriarchs of the past generations was passed to her, and for the sake of the Mu clan, she had to abide by it, and she had to do what it required.

What's more, the letter was written to her by Mu Jin.

I don't know what happened to my daughter in ancient times, but what I can know is that she is very happy, so there is a letter that has been handed down.

"Mom, what you want to say is time travel, right? Time back to ancient times?" Mu Jin's grinning voice pulled Mu Linglan back to his senses.

Her expression changed slightly, "You, how do you know?"

Mu Jin pouted, "Please, Mom, in this society now, the news and information are so developed, where is there any really strange place?"

"Unless it's ancient, it's completely foreign to us. ”

"Okay, why did Mom remember to ask this question?"

Mu Jin's black grape-like eyes rolled strangely.

Mu Linglan forced a smile, "Let's chat, don't you little girls like to watch those kinds of time-traveling, rebirth, and so on, TV series!"

Mu Jin bit the head of his chopsticks, "Mom, it's not that you don't know, I, I don't like to watch that kind of TV series the most." ”

Mu Linglan pursed her lips, yes, my daughter doesn't like that kind of TV series and.

So when she arrived in ancient times, could she adapt to the life of ancient times?

"However, when it comes to traveling back to ancient times," Mu Jin leaned forward, and his expression suddenly became a little trance-like.

"Mom, I don't think I'm averse to living in ancient times, on the contrary, I'm looking forward to it. ”

"Expectation?" Mu Linglan frowned.

Mu Jin shrugged, "Yes, I don't know when, I like ancient history very much, especially the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty." ”

She lifted her chin and pointed in the direction of the living room.

On the coffee table in the living room was a thick book of Da Zhou figures, which was spread out, and it was obvious that the owner had already read half of it.

Mu Jin said this, looking a little shy, "Mom, you don't know, I have been dreaming a lot recently, dreaming of a man in ancient costume, handsome and handsome, she seems to have been calling my name." ”

Mu Linglan was surprised, "There is such a thing?"

Could it be that the daughter really traveled to ancient times and established Muhammad in ancient times?

This thought made Mu Linglan dizzy for a moment.

Could her daughter be Muhammad's ancestor?

This doesn't match Muhammad's genealogy, huh?

Mu Jin stuck out his tongue, "It's probably because I've seen a lot of the Great Zhou Dynasty characters recently, Mom, do you know? I saw yesterday that during the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was a Dingnan Marquis's wife Mu Shi, and her medical skills were particularly powerful." ”

"By the way, she seems to be the ancestor of our Mu family, Mu Ruyi's master. ”

Mu Linglan eagerly grabbed Mu Jin, "Where is it?" ”

Mu Jin was a little puzzled by her mother's excitement, got up and ran to the living room, took the Da Zhou character chronicle she was looking through, and pointed it out to Mu Linglan.

"No, here, look!"

Mu Linglan took the book and read the record about the Dingnanhou couple carefully.

"Mom, how is it? This Mrs. Dingnanhou is very good, right?" Mu Jin couldn't help but smile when she saw that Mu Linglan was fascinated.

Mu Linglan put down the book and was stunned.

If she guessed correctly, this Mrs. Dingnanhou should be her daughter.

She turned her head, looked at Mu Jin fixedly for a moment, and raised her hand to hug her daughter into her arms.

"Jin'er, no matter where you are in the future, you have to remember that your mother will always love you. ”

Mu Jin looked up puzzled, but saw tears falling from her mother's eyes.

She frowned, her mother seemed to be very sad tonight, what happened?

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" she asked with concern as she hugged Mu Linglan's waist.

Mu Linglan wiped her tears and gently patted her daughter's head, "It's okay, my mother just thinks that Jin'er has grown up and is a little sentimental." ”

Mu Jin blinked suspiciously, but was pushed by Mu Linglan, "Get up and eat cake, let's sleep together tonight, mom has a lot to say to you." ”

As the night deepened, Mu Linglan sat up, looked at her sleeping daughter next to her, and sighed softly.

There was a soft knock at the door, and Mu Linglan went to open it.

"Master!" Mu Linglan's eyes immediately turned red when she saw someone coming.

Old Madam Mu was followed by several old men who were also gray-haired, and they were several elders of the Mu family.

As the candles were lit in the room, Old Lady Mu and several elders each dripped blood on Mu Jin's forehead.

Inside the room, I began to hear a low incantation, and the ancient incantation gradually made me feel dizzy from the bottom of my heart.

As the spell became faster and faster, a bright halo gradually floated on the bed where Mu Jin was lying, enveloping Mu Jin.

As the halo became bigger and bigger, the tears in the corners of Mu Linglan's eyes became more and more urgent, and she subconsciously reached out to pull Mu Jin.

"Jin'er!"

Her daughter is only twelve years old, how can she be reluctant.

As soon as Mu Linglan touched the halo, what was strange was that her hand passed through the halo and grabbed Mu Jin's hand.

At this time, the spell had reached its final moment, and the halo was getting bigger and bigger, so big that it enveloped Mu Linglan as well.

As Old Lady Mu's last spell ended, the halo disappeared cleanly.

And Mu Linglan and Mu Jin in the middle of the halo disappeared at the same time.

Old Mrs. Mu opened her eyes, looked at the empty bed, and sighed, "Everything is providential." ”

In the forty-sixth year of Jiayou of the Great Zhou, two colorful halos flashed and fell into the backyard of Mu Qingfeng, who had just been admitted to the Jinshi.

The story of this life has reopened!