"Bonghyo, what's wrong with you?" An anxious greeting came from outside the house, and Liu Yuan heard a strong concern from it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I'm sorry, no matter who you are, the Guo Jia you care about no longer exists.

Liu Yuan felt a sense of guilt in his heart, because his reborn original Guo Jia was gone, which was unfair to the people who cared about him!

At the same time, he also had a trace of envy in his heart, but he didn't notice it himself.

In his previous life, Liu Yuan had no parents and no friends, and his uncles and aunts who adopted him gradually didn't care about him.

Although he always said to himself that he had long been accustomed to this kind of life, even if he could deceive himself, he couldn't deceive his heart.

His seemingly calm heart actually hides loneliness and a desire for love.

In that case, let me live for you in this life, and love those who love you on your behalf.

Today, I am Guo Jia; Tomorrow, there will be no more Liu Yuan!

Soon, a young man who looked like a scribe walked in, looking like he was in his twenties, and his face was overflowing with concern.

"Bonghyo, what's wrong with you, is it painful?"

Guo Jia is very excited, or he has not been so excited in his previous life for seventeen years, is this his lifelong confidant?

"Are you Xun Yu Xun Wenruo?"

As soon as the words came out, Guo Jia wanted to slap himself a few times. The real Guo Jia and Xun Yu are good friends who have studied together since childhood, and they have a deep relationship, how can they ask this sentence. And although the young man in front of him has some literati demeanor, but his coarse cloth clothes are not much better than himself, how can such a person be Xun Wenruo of the Xun family of the Yingchuan clan?

Guo Jia's forehead broke out in hot sweat nervously, for fear that the young man in front of him would find out that something was wrong.

The young man's eyes widened for a moment, and then he stretched out the back of his hand and put it on Guo Jia's forehead, and it took a while before revealing a strange look.

"No fever! Could it be that he was hit in the head and delirious? ”

Fortunately, fortunately, Guo Jia breathed a sigh of relief that the young man did not find his own problem.

He pretended to stretch out his thumb and press his temples on both sides, pretending to be weak: "Well, I'm dizzy, I don't remember a lot of things." ”

After that, Guo Jia didn't dare to speak, now that he doesn't understand the situation, it's better to talk less, and if he talks too much, he will lose!

"Ahh So serious. Then I'll have to go to Lang Zhong again to show you, you don't even remember Brother Zhicai. ”

Zhicai, drama loyalty, drama Zhicai?

Cao Cao's first mastermind was that he recommended Xun Yu to Cao Cao, so that Xun Yu's Wang Zuozhi had the opportunity to play his talents. When he was young, Xi Zhicai, Guo Fengxiao, and Xun Wenruo were all confidants, and Xi Zhicai always took care of Guo Jia like an elder brother, because they were both declining scholars, there was no class difference between Xi Zhicai and Guo Jia, and the relationship between the two was better.

What's even more coincidental is that Xi Zhicai and Guo Jia were both in poor health and died young. Guo Jia lived to be thirty-eight years old, while Xi Zhicai only lived to be thirty-four years old.

Guo Jia suddenly realized that he must have forgotten him because he died too early because of Xi Zhi.

"Zhicai, no. I'm just a little unconscious, you can just tell me about it. ”

Guo Jia pulled the sleeve of the young man, he didn't want to see Lang Zhong, he hated going to the hospital the most in his previous life, and the smell of disinfectant always reminded him that he was terminally ill.

"Really? It's not okay to avoid medical treatment! ”

......

After a good explanation and a promise that he would cultivate well, Xi Zhicai gave up inviting Langzhong.

Guo Jia wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said secretly in his heart: These smart people are really difficult to deal with!

"Zhicai, what happened when I was beaten that day??" Guo Jia remembered that he was almost killed when he was reborn, he always felt that this matter was not simple, that group of people did not look like a person who ate an overlord's meal, but wanted to beat themselves to death.

"Humph! Actually, you can guess it too. Speaking of this, anger appeared in Xi Zhicai's eyes.

"You Guo Fengxiao are such a proud and conceited person, I think even if you starve to death, you will not eat the food that comes to you. The so-called overlord meal is not just an excuse made by the Guo family, they want to kill you to avoid future troubles. ”

"The Guo family?" Guo Jia didn't expect that the person who murdered him was also surnamed Guo.

"Guo Jiaben and you are the same spirit, and they are both descendants of Guo Tingwei. It's just that people's hearts are sinister, they don't even spare their own family, and when you were young, they forced your mother to death and robbed your family's land. Are you going to let you go now? ”

"Then why didn't they kill me before, but kept me to this day?"

"In the past, your family was in decline, your parents died, and you were young and ignorant, so they naturally looked down on you and thought you were not a threat. But as you grow up, you become famous in Yingchuan with your talents, and you know the children of the Xun family like Wen Ruo, they feel threatened, so they will find a way to get rid of you! ”

"Boiled beans burn beans,

Beans weep in the kettle,

This is born from the same root,

Why is he too anxious to fry each other. ”

Hearing that it was a distant relative who was related to him by blood, Guo Jia couldn't help but blurt out Cao Zhi's "Seven Steps Poem".

"Poetry is good poetry, but it's a pity that the family has long lost their family affection, and they only have interests in their eyes. What is it to kill someone? Xi Zhicai talked about the Shi clan, with a hint of hostility in his eyes.

Guo Jia suddenly understood in his heart that this was not a society ruled by law in later generations, where murders and murders could be seen everywhere, and it was not worth mentioning for the scholars in the upper echelons of society. Not to mention the troubled times of the princes after the Yellow Turban Rebellion, human life was like a mustard, and blood flowed everywhere.

Thinking of this, Guo Jia was even more anxious to complete the first task given by the super life continuation system.

Not only can you increase your life span by half a year, but you can also get the general's gloves, and then you will have the power to protect yourself, so why be afraid of these small means.

"Zhicai, where is Wen Ruo now?"

"Why, seeing that you care so much about Wen Ruo today, it is possible that you have the good of Longyang, but Wen Ruo is a good look, and he is not far behind you."

The good thing about Longyang is that men like men's hobbies, and this is Xi Zhicai's joke about Guo Jia. But Guo Jia felt a sense of vinegar from it.

Guo Jia had a chill, although he had never had a girlfriend or had intimate contact with a girl, his sexual orientation was absolutely normal.

After the cold, Guo Jia was satisfied again, didn't Xi Zhicai's ridicule and jealousy show that he cared about his friend?

It turns out that someone cares like this, it's so good!

"Zhicai, where do you want to go? It's just that I remember that it was Wen Ruo who saved me before I fell into a coma, so I wanted to thank him. ”

"Then you have to wait, Wen Ruo was originally here to take care of you, but then someone from his family came, saying that there was something important to discuss, and called him back. I think that person looks very anxious, it should be a big event, and I am afraid that he will not be able to come back for a while. ”

"Big deal?" Guo Jia groaned, feeling a little bad in his heart.

"What year is it?"

"Light and five years." Xi Zhicai was a little strange, but he still answered, and put all the questions on Guo Jia's delirium.

Fortunately, it wasn't the Yellow Turban Rebellion, Guo Jia breathed a sigh of relief.

History records that the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out in the seventh year of Emperor Guanghe of the Han Dynasty, and now it is only five years of Guanghe, so the Yellow Turban Rebellion has not yet happened, and he has not been unlucky to reach home, and he has encountered the largest peasant uprising in history.

So what exactly is the big deal?