LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 1 Little Good Teacher
"Well……"
Mu Yi woke up leisurely, feeling that his head was muddled and his whole body was in severe pain.
He vaguely remembered that he was injured by a passing dump truck while trying to save a little girl.
"It seems that I am very lucky. I am not dead. I don't know what happened to the little girl!"
Mu Yi struggled to open his eyes, but in front of him was an extremely unfamiliar sky with dim stars. It didn't look like a hospital, but like a wilderness.
"Where is this?" Mu Yi was a little excited and tried to stand up.
"Bang!" Something was kicked down by him, and footsteps sounded all around.
"The little wise and good teacher is awake, the little wise and good teacher is awake!"
Two excited big men crowded in front of Mu Yi. Before Mu Yi could say anything, a big hand was placed on Mu Yi's body.
"Little virtuous teacher?" Mu Yi's mind suddenly became clear. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked around, feeling cold in his heart.
Before Mu Yi could continue to think about anything, a warm current flowed into his body from his big hand, and the pain in his body was instantly relieved. It even made him want to moan in comfort.
"What's wrong with me!" Mu Yi reluctantly started to do it and looked around. There were piles of people wearing coarse linen clothes and yellow scarves gathering together to keep each other warm.
"Little Xian Liangshi, you are finally awake!" The dark-skinned man was excited. "Hurry up and show the way to the brothers!"
As he spoke, the big man still knelt on the ground, looking extremely sad.
"What happened? What's going on now?" Mu Yi asked, covering his head.
……
One day passed, and Mu Yi finally understood the current situation.
He traveled through time and space to the Great Three Kingdoms era in a broad sense, an era when the Yellow Turbans had just been extinguished and heroes of the Three Kingdoms emerged in large numbers. This was an era that he liked very much when he was bored.
After all, whether it is the Marquis of Wen Lu Bu, the martial sage Guan Yu, the reckless Zhang Fei, the white horse and silver spear Zhao Yun, or the unparalleled benevolence and righteousness of Han Zhaolie Emperor Liu Bei, and Wei Emperor Wu Cao Cao, they are all the objects of discussion.
This era is the best era, but also the most chaotic era, especially the subsequent Five Husties Rebellion, which was even more tragic.
Many years ago, he had fantasized about whether he would stand on his own when he came to this world, or join the three families of Wei, Shu and Wu, whether he would dominate the world, or whether he would live in a dream.
But when he really came to this world, he discovered that people have no choice.
At least he didn't.
He is Mu Yi, Mu Zhengping.
This is an insignificant name, but his identity is the most heinous existence.
He was the apprentice of the great sage Zhang Jue, a man who sacrificed his life for Zhang Jue and then cut off the fate of the Han Dynasty. Fortunately, he did not die completely.
Although most people don't know who he is, the Han Dynasty knows that because Tang Zhou, as a traitor, sold out thoroughly, Mu Yi is also on the Han Dynasty's blacklist.
Other Yellow Turbans had a chance to be recruited, but he didn't. He probably only had a chance to be executed.
Well, cutting off luck sounds very Taiping, but Mu Yi didn't take it seriously at first.
But when two big men beside him split a huge boulder with their bare hands, Mu Yi really didn't know what expression to use to face all this.
Is it true that the physical fitness of ancient people is beyond that of modern people?
Thinking of the heat that the swarthy man had passed into his body before, he understood that this late Eastern Han Dynasty should not be the ordinary late Eastern Han Dynasty in his memory. Maybe the names and stories were familiar, but this world was not that historical world.
Mu Yi is very accepting of this. He understands the mythical version of the Three Kingdoms era.
A single rider can break through ten thousand men, a spear can cut off a river, a sword can cut off a mountain, and everything has changed.
After a day, Mu Yi had almost sorted out his thoughts.
He, the successor of the great virtuous master, seems to have seen something, so he chose to pass the position to him.
The two big men in front of him had names he was familiar with, Pei Yuanshao and Zhou Cang. After the defeat of the Yellow Turbans and Zhang Jiao's emergence, they had been taking the unconscious Mu Yi into exile.
In the process, a large group of Yellow Turbans gathered unknowingly, and now, they encountered the most common thing that the Yellow Turbans encountered.
famine.
Mu Yi is no stranger to hunger. He is a game novel nerd. It is common for him to be addicted to games and not eat for a whole day. When he saw Yi Zi eating on the Internet, he always felt a little ridiculous.
Can a person really be so hungry that he becomes like a beast, and so crazy that he transcends humanity?
Now, he knew that it was the right thing.
It turns out that when you are extremely hungry, the instinct to fill your stomach can drive people crazy.
His body itself was extremely weak due to the coma. After he woke up, his body instinctively longed for nutritional supplements.
Unfortunately, there was no food for him to eat.
Even because of his identity, he only took a few bites of dough that he didn't know what it was?
That was food that had been there for several days, food that several yellow scarves had hidden themselves.
They were very reluctant to part with it, but they still dedicated it to Mu Yi because Mu Yi was their hope.
If it were something that Mu Yi might not have even looked at before, now that he was extremely hungry, he didn't care about anything else and wolfed it down to regain some energy.
"Little Xian Liangshi, what should we do next?" Seeing that Mu Yi seemed to have regained some energy, Pei Yuanshao asked impatiently.
What should I do?
Looking at Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao's expectant eyes, Mu Yi didn't know what to do.
Although he knew many things about the Three Kingdoms, he didn't know what to do now, in a wilderness with no information, no food, and even no direction.
What he probably knows now is that they are in Qingzhou, but Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao don't know where they are.
And this should be a time before Hulao Pass begins. Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao have not heard of Liu Guanzhang's name.
Pei Yuanshao and Zhou Cang did not continue to ask. They just relied on instinct, but they also knew that Mu Yi was not a great teacher and did not have the ability to predict the future.
Maybe Mu Yi is very capable, but now, they have to survive first.
After daybreak, Pei Yuanshao and Zhou Cang began to gather the team. Sitting there, they could only wait for death. They wanted to move on. Even they didn't know where they were going, but as long as they moved forward, there would always be a way. .
The Yellow Turban has always been here.
Due to Mu Yi's physical condition, Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao carried Mu Yi forward in a simple sedan chair.
"Puff~"
In Mu Yi's field of vision, an old man fell down. He looked very old and skinny.
The faces of the people around him were only numb. The passers-by took off the yellow scarf on the old man's head and continued walking.
This was already the eighteenth person that Mu Yi had seen fall. The queue was very long, and Mu Yi knew that there were more people who had fallen in places he didn't see.
"What can I do? What should I do? What should I do?"
Mu Yi tried desperately to recall everything he had learned in the past, but those salt-making techniques, good strategies for governing the country, and long-term strategic planning were of no help to him now.
He could only watch these strangers fall one by one.
Their eyes were indifferent, but they would light up when they saw him. That was their trust in the great virtuous teacher. Their trust in him deeply hurt Mu Yi's heart.
they would rather endure hunger
This made him more and more desperate. In despair, he desperately asked for help from the gods and Buddhas in the sky, but nothing helped.