Seeing Sikong Lu's little daughter's attitude, Qin Mu smiled but said nothing.

Zhao Laoshi interrupted the warm room with a groan: "Qin Mu, if you insist on being discharged from the hospital, there is nothing you can do. You still have a low fever, why don't you get an injection first and then be discharged tomorrow morning."

"Why can I be discharged from the hospital tomorrow but not today?" Qin Mu looked directly at Zhao Laoshi: "Don't forget that I am also a doctor and can give myself injections."

When Xiaobai heard this, he wanted to put in a sentence, Mu Mu, with your skills, you can detect deficiencies, but real diseases can kill people, right? (Deficiency diseases are deficiencies caused by ghosts and gods. Real diseases are caused by diseases

Diseases in the body that can be cured by modern medical treatment.)

Zhao Laoshi made Qin Mu hesitate when he looked at it like this: "Well... Yu Xiu went to the city for a meeting today and won't be back until tomorrow morning."

Zhao Laoshi's words puzzled Xiaobai and Sikong Lu. Does Yu Xiu's failure to come back have anything to do with whether Qin Mu is discharged from the hospital? But when Qin Mu heard this, he understood that it was probably because of Doctor Yu's life-and-death refusal to let him go.

Because Yu Xiu gave him a death order, I guess what Yu Xiu Ding told him, now that Uncle Bai is in charge, thinking of this, Qin Mu closed his eyes: "Then so be it."

"Hey, I'll tell him then. I'll leave first." Seeing Qin Mu compromise, Zhao Laoshi was afraid that he would regret it, so he ran away without a trace after saying this.

Qin Mu looked at his back and remembered that he was so anxious to go back to save the souls of the dead, but he forgot to ask how this guy rescued him. He didn't believe that these two idiots could go smoothly without anyone's help.

It would be nice to find myself without being scared to death by the ghosts in the haunted house.

That haunted house... Qin Mu thought about it, was stunned, and asked, "Sikong Lu, how much do you know about your ancient house?"

Sikong Lu probably didn't expect Qin Mu to ask such a question, so he was stunned for a moment before saying: "I heard my father say that it seemed to be an unknown place, but my father sent people to repair it. My father said that no matter what others said about it, it seemed to be an unknown place.

It’s unknown, it’s always my home.”

Qin Mu glanced at Sikong Lu. It seemed that Sikong Wenzheng was keeping this precious daughter a secret. He probably didn't want his daughter to know these things. With Sikong Wenzheng's infatuation for Na Wenxiu, Qin Mu was

I don’t believe that he would cruelly kill his wife and seal her in the old house as Wenxiu ghost said. There must be some misunderstanding.

The only person who can explain this misunderstanding is probably Chonghua. This guy is responsible for setting up the formation and appeasing the old man. With Chonghua's personality, it might be possible to do it secretly without letting Sikong Wenzheng know about it.

Qin Mu shook his head. At this time, his body with a low fever was not suitable for too much thinking. His head was swollen and felt uncomfortable. He took out a few relics from the transparent document bag, held them in the palm of his hand, and looked at them again.

Xiao Bai and Sikong Lu had eager expressions on their faces. Their expressions were surprisingly consistent. In addition to the faint worry, there was also a hint of fatigue between their eyebrows. Qin Mu waved his hand: "You two go back to sleep, I'm fine."

of."

After saying that, he took the relics, found a comfortable position on the bed, and closed his eyes.

Xiaobai and Sikong Lu stared at each other for a while. In fact, they both knew that Qin Mu was chasing people away. Xiaobai knew that he shouldn't stay with Qin Mu at this time and let him think about what he wanted.

It was a good idea to have the helper keep chattering in his ears. Xiaobai raised his eyes and saw that there was still a trace of reluctance between Sikong Lu's brows, and he still wanted to speak.

Xiaobai immediately walked over, took Sikong Lu's little hand and dragged him out.

Sikong Lu naturally refused and shouted in various ways, but Qin Mu seemed to have fallen asleep and was unmoved.

Xiaobai whispered: "What the master needs most now is to rest, not a big living person like you making noises next to him, do you understand?"

Sikong Lu thought about it and realized that this was the truth. In fact, she really wanted to stay and enlighten Qin Mu, but after all, she had only been with Qin Mu for a short time, and she did not know as much as Xiaobai, the servant spirit. Maybe what Xiaobai said was right.

However, as the only heir of the Sikong family, it was very ugly to be dragged away by a mere serving spirit. Sikong Lu slapped Xiaobai's hand away and said in a cold voice: "Of course I know this." After that,

He left without looking back.

Xiaobai held the hand that was slapped by Sikong Lu, shrugged helplessly, and looked in the direction of Qin Mu, faintly worried, but she would not say anything more. Qin Mu in this state could only let himself

Think clearly.

As soon as Xiaobai and Sikong Lu left, Qin Mu opened his eyes.

Holding the relics in his hand, Qin Mu felt a pain in his head. He didn't know if it was because he had just woken up, or if it was an original symptom of a low-grade fever. A very tired feeling came over his heart, and he casually placed the relics on the

Under the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

His mind was always groggy, and the surroundings were dark. Qin Mu suddenly saw a bright light not far away. His body became lighter and lighter. Qin Mu ran towards the bright place. The pain and weakness in his body seemed to be

All of them have disappeared, and my body is incredibly light. Every time I tap on the ground, I can float a long distance. The feeling is indescribably comfortable, just like lying in my mother's cradle.

The light ahead is getting bigger and bigger. Qin Mu knows that this is a dream, but it is not his dream, because since Chonghua left, he rarely dreams, and there are no ups and downs in life, so there are not so many dreams.

Thoughts. For a long time after Chonghua left, Qin Mu's dreams were filled with a slowly flowing gray, like the unchanging Styx in the underworld.

The bright light grew bigger and bigger, and finally enveloped Qin Mu's surroundings. The sun poured down freely from the not-so-dense woods, and there was a slight fluorescence all around. If such fluorescence appears in a dream, it means that this dream is real.

, a realistic thing, because it represents the memory of the owner, and it is a memory that has been sealed for a long time.

But whose dream is this? It’s so warm?

Qin Mu was still wearing a hospital gown at this time, with two bare feet, towering in the soft soil. The surrounding woods were not very dense, with only a few rows. Through the sparse woods, it seemed that not far away

A child passed by the woods. Beyond that, there was a river that didn't look very deep.

Qin Mu stood on the edge of the woods, watching the child hurried by. He was combing his hair in a way that was only used in ancient times. He was wearing clothes made of coarse cloth with patches and no visible color. He was carrying a child on his back.

Gray with patched baggage, he walked without squinting, jumping up and down, and his clean face showed the innocence that only children can have.

Qin Mu tried to find familiar traces on his young face, but dozens of faces flashed through his mind, but none of them matched his name. This child was obviously the owner of the dream. Why did he travel to this time?
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