"Brother, I didn't say you, the Heroes of the Three Kingdoms series has long been outdated, why are you still playing?"

One day, when the old brother came to visit the door, he happened to find that his old friend actually had the game program of Heroes of the Three Kingdoms 7 on his computer, and he couldn't help but complain.

"Classics are always classics, they don't go out of style, and besides, this is a high-definition remaster."

Fang Yun walked out with a beer to entertain this old friend who hadn't seen him for a long time, the two had indeed seen each other for a long time.

As a white-collar worker, Fang Yun basically moves around his workplace and home at two o'clock every day. Usually he doesn't have much entertainment, he doesn't like to go out, and he doesn't like to smoke and drink, he just likes to play games and relax. This also made this old friend can't help but jokingly call him an 'otaku' after meeting Fang Yun.

But no matter what, it's much better than those otaku who really stay at home and don't like to go out.

"Cheers!" Fang Yun had a drink with his old friend, in fact, he really didn't like to drink.

He couldn't stand the pungency of the liquor at all, and the taste of beer was even weirder, and he would rather drink coffee and tea than drink alcohol. However, in these years, the brothers still talk about drinking when they get together......

Saying goodbye to his brother, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening, dragging his drunken body, Fang Yun originally planned to play the game and then rest, but he didn't want to sit in front of the computer and open the game program, his consciousness was not awake, and he fell asleep directly in front of the computer.

And in the computer monitor at this moment, the main interface of Heroes of the Three Kingdoms 7 flickered on and off, which was very weird......

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"My head hurts, it looks like I've drunk too much...... Hmm, how long did I sleep? ”

In my sleep, I slowly got up, and my brain was groggy and tingling. He knew it was a hangover, and people who weren't used to drinking drank a lot of alcohol, and that was the main reason why he didn't like to drink very much.

When I opened my eyes, I saw not a computer or the ceiling of my room, but a blue sky.

"I must not have woken up yet......"

Fang Yun decisively closed his eyes, and then planned to continue sleeping for a while.

I don't know how long it took, but he woke up in his dream again, and his consciousness began to slowly wake up.

"Haha, I must be dreaming, a nightmare, waking up to me being outdoors is a nightmare......"

Fang Yun opened his eyes with a somewhat playful attitude, his eyes, which were almost impossible to open, suddenly widened and looked at the scene in front of him in a very unbelievable way after seeing something.

The blue sky, and the blue sky, but the sunlight is more intense than before.

Turning over suddenly, Fang Yun looked left and right as if he had seen a ghost, but he found that the noisy voice before was actually around him. And the source of the sound is a large number of wounded.

Someone has no eyes; Someone has lost an arm or a leg; There seems to be an opening in someone's abdomen, and the intestines seem to flow out, but they have not been treated; Some seem to have been lying still, not knowing whether they are dead or alive.

Damn, when did Huaxia's medical care become so bad, so many wounded, and no one cared about it?!

Originally, for a moment, he thought that he had encountered some natural disaster while he was sleeping. And these injured here are the survivors who were rescued after the disaster.

But he soon denied the speculation, and most of the wounded soldiers were dressed in coarse linen clothes and had long hair. If you want to talk about this kind of dress, in modern times, even in the countryside, I am afraid that no one will wear it like this.

Not to mention the style of this dress, it is really retro enough, and some people believe it when it is said that it is a movie.

The brain began to slowly wake up, and it was only then that I realized that it was not that no one was taking care of it, but that there were too many wounded soldiers, and the doctor in charge of treatment was not busy at all. Interestingly, there are a lot of guys with khaki turbans interspersed here, and they are not afraid of bringing bacteria to the wounds of these wounds.

Speaking of the wound, Fang Yun realized that his shoulder was also in pain to death, and he carefully touched it with his hand, only to find that there was blood there. Obviously, he was stabbed in the shoulder by something, but fortunately he only stabbed his shoulder, so that he didn't lose his arm like the brother on the next bed.

Fang Yun shook his head, trying to sober himself as much as possible, hoping to soothe his stinging brain, his intuition told him that he had to find a way to save himself, otherwise it was very likely that he would not be able to be treated by the doctor, and he would have to hang up.

Besides, this place gives him a very strange feeling, and he must investigate where the hell this is! Also, why was I injured for some reason!?

"Why are you up? Hurry up and lie down, the Taoist will come over to treat you soon! I got up, but I didn't want a petite voice to come, and when I looked closely, I found that there was a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old beside the bed who was taking care of herself.

"Dao Chief, why is the Dao Leader responsible for saving people?" It was probably because his life was threatened, so Fang Yun cared more about the information related to his life at the moment.

At the same time, it is also very incredible that the Taoist chief is responsible for the rescue. This feeling is as funny as the feudal superstition era, when a family was sick and did not go to the hospital for treatment, but invited the head of Maoshan to do it.

"Brother Fang, what you said is funny, in addition to the Taoist priests of the Taiping Sect within a radius of 100 miles, who else knows how to cure diseases and save people?" The girl obviously knew Fang Yun, but this point was selectively forgotten by Fang Yun.

Or, instinctively, he felt as if he knew the girl, but he really didn't.

"I mean, do Taoist priests know how to save people? It can't be some kind of talisman to save people, right? Fang Yun further explained that he also wondered why he didn't have doubts about the girl's identity, she should be a complete stranger.

"Brother Fang, are you really okay? Spells are used to exorcise evil spirits, how can it be possible to use that thing to cure diseases and save people? The girl stretched out her hand very worriedly, intending to probe on Fang Yun's head.

But obviously, her height is not enough, and she can only give up in the end, but the worried look is not fake at all.

"That's right...... Wait, you say they're Taiping Taoist priests?! Fang Yun felt relieved when he heard this, but then reacted, how could it be the Taiping Sect Taoist who saved people?

"This is the Yellow Turban Army camp, of course they are Taiping Taoist priests! Brother Fang, what's wrong with you? No, I'll go find my brother! The girl replied very suspiciously, and then ran out of the house.

"Damn it, the Yellow Turban Army camp...... What is this? Fang Yun's mind was full of confusion, but the three words of the Yellow Turban Army were unusually clear, but this also made his brain receive an unprecedented impact.

When all the shocks converged to one point, his thoughts suddenly opened: dare to love me and cross?