By the time Su Mufeng woke up again, it was already early in the morning.

The warm sunlight hit Su Mufeng's body, causing him to squint his eyes slightly.

"Huh? Didn't Han Fei wake me up? Su Mufeng looked at the bright sun outside the window in confusion, looked around, and was stunned the next moment.

This is no longer in the inner house of the Jixia School Palace, but in his home.

When he woke up, he had actually returned to Earth from the Middle-earth Continent.

After being silent for a while, Su Mufeng finally understood what was probably going on, it should be that Han Fei saw that he was sleeping soundly and couldn't bear to disturb him, so until dawn, the time for plane projection ran out, and he returned to Earth in his sleep.

"This kid is really surprisingly gentle."

The corners of Su Mufeng's mouth were slightly hooked, and he felt a faint warm current surging into his heart, and the girl's cold and delicate face seemed to appear in front of him again.

Shaking his head and not thinking about these anymore, Su Mufeng stood up, stretched, went to wash up, and went out after eating.

He is still in his third year of high school, and he has already taken a day of class yesterday, and he is going back to school today.

The teaching of Han Fei can only be gradual, and he is temporarily powerless to do anything about his sister's illness, thinking about it, but he can only go back to school honestly.

After all, being admitted to a good university has always been Su Mufeng's dream...... Although his future may no longer require a university diploma after the system arrives, he does not want to give up his studies because of this.

"If that's the case, my sister will definitely be very angry......" Su Mufeng smiled bitterly, his sister had always been very concerned about his studies. Every time he failed the exam, even if his sister didn't directly reprimand him, she would pull him to talk for a long time, knocking on the side to find out what went wrong.

After all, both of them are orphans, and they have tasted all the hardships of the world in their lives, and compared with those children with rich families, they naturally understand how rare it is to have a fair competition opportunity and a new starting line.

"Study hard, and you can protect your sister in the future~" The girl always said with a smile.

……

…… Unconsciously, I thought of my sister again, Su Mufeng stood on the side of the road and was silent for a long time.

Since yesterday, he has been deliberately forgetting the girl's current situation, numbing himself through theoretical research and teaching Han Fei, and deliberately not thinking of the girl who was lying on the hospital bed and relying on glucose to maintain her life.

But there are some things that I still can't forget.

It was a footprint left in every corner of his life, even if it was washed away by wind, frost, rain and snow for countless years, how could he forget it?

“…… Let's go to the hospital first, and then see her. ”

Su Mufeng was silent and hailed a taxi on the side of the road.

"Go to the First People's Hospital."

"Oh, all right, lad, are you visiting a patient?" The driver is a talkative middle-aged man, and he starts talking as soon as he gets in the car.

"Well, look at my sister."

"What's the disease?" The driver asked casually.

“…… Vegetable. ”

The driver was stunned, he cautiously looked at Su Mufeng's calm expression through the rearview mirror, and stopped talking, his face was a little remorseful and sympathetic.

Before going to work, the car walked very fast, and it didn't take long to reach the gate of the city hospital.

When getting out of the car, the driver hesitated for a while, looked at Su Mufeng, who was not far away, and shouted: "Young man, the days are still long, there is hope!"

Su Mufeng was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look behind him, and he saw that the middle-aged man's face was full of concern, and he was waving his hand to him.

There was a faint warm current in his heart, Su Mufeng didn't reply, but just waved his hand to the driver.

"Yes, there is hope."

Su Mufeng muttered softly to himself, his expression softened a lot.

He looked in the direction of the hospital, and his sister was on the tall building on the right.

Su Mufeng just wanted to move forward, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a store, looking at the brand, he was slightly stunned and stopped.

【Chusshokaku】

It looks like a stationery store, the name of the shop is very elegant, the decoration is simple, and the eye-catching thing is the large ink painting hanging on the wall, which depicts the four treasures of the study, and the painting style is freehand and looks pleasing to the eye.

But what Su Mufeng cares about is not the painting of the oil painting, but the painting itself.

Looking at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone neatly placed on the bookcase in the painting, Su Mufeng fell into deep thought.

At the beginning of Han Fei's Holy Dao and the Heavenly Descending Holy Dao Huaguang, Su Mufeng also received a part of the Holy Dao Huaguang's talent empowerment because of the system's link function.

This not only brought him the talent to lift the humanistic level, Su Mufeng was also through the world's low-level information analysis function of the guò system, and learned a lot of information about the Central Continent in the Holy Dao Huaguang.

It includes not only part of the historical background of the Middle-earth continent, but also the cultivation and use of talents.

Of particular importance was the use of talent, one of which he had used in the hospital since he returned to Earth.

[Proverbs thunder].

That time, Su Mufeng injected his talent into his voice and recited the proverbs of the Legalist sage, attracting the power of heaven and earth to deter the enemy. Even for lawyers, who do a lot of evil in the name of the law, they can reach the point of causing them to go insane.

Before using talent qi to defeat the enemy, Su Mufeng was also worried that due to the inconsistency of the rules of the two worlds, talent qi would not be able to be used on the earth.

But fortunately, perhaps due to the role of the system, the thunder of Proverbs has not lost its effectiveness.

In addition to the thunder of proverbs, among the various changes in talent, there is also a more important one.

[The text carries the way].

This method can be said to be the foundation for the literati of the Central Continent to control the world with their talents. As long as the four treasures of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are present, the literati of the Central Continent can turn their talents into ink, and use the brush to write on the rice paper, triggering the induction of heaven and earth, and borrowing the power of heaven and earth through guò words.

To take the simplest example, if a literati writes the word "fire" and then uses their talent to attract the power of heaven and earth, the rice paper carrying the word "fire" will burn in an instant, depending on the amount of talent.

If the saint goes all out, the word "fire" can even burn mountains and boil the sea and devour a country!

Of course, the change of "the text carries the Tao" is not just as simple as a single word, as long as the truth contained in it conforms to the operation of the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao will respond to the induction of talent.

-- And the so-called "text in line with the way of heaven" is innumerable, and it naturally includes the part that Su Mufeng values the most.

[Medical Book].

It is not a lie to write the holy scriptures of medicine with talent, and the flesh and bones of the living dead.

Su Mufeng's original plan was to wait for Han Fei to gradually grow up, and let her borrow the medical book of the Holy Hand of the Medical Dao to treat her unconscious sister.

Of course, he was not sure if he would be able to bring things from the Middle Continent to Earth in the future, and besides, it was impossible to get a medical book that could cure vegetative people. Therefore, Su Mufeng could only think long-term, and first teach Han Fei the Sacred Way of the Dharmaist step by step.

But now Su Mufeng looked at this ink painting of the Four Treasures of the Study, but suddenly had other ideas.

If medical books can't be brought to the earth, can he write medical books with his talent to save his sister?

Even if Su Mufeng is not high in writing and has little talent, he can only write some of the simplest "prescriptions" and "holy words of medicine", which can minimize his sister's illness and suffering!

Thinking of the girl who was still lying on the hospital bed, Su Mufeng no longer hesitated and walked towards the "Zhongshu Pavilion".