Talk about the world of mortals in detail

The flight of spiritual thoughts is like a dream or illusion. When the thought arises, it moves and then returns. When it goes away, the road is vast, and it only takes a moment to fall back.

It's like ordinary people dreaming that they spent a long time traveling to far, far away places and saw all kinds of wonderful sights. In the end, it was just an accident that fell into the abyss and fell back to the body in one fell swoop.

The same was true for Yi Abao and Mo Yiming, except that they did not fall but floated up. The moment they went out to sea, the paper body shattered, and their spiritual thoughts "fell" back.

The feeling was not much different from falling from a cliff or other heights, and I woke up from the bed screaming.

Before the two old men opened their eyes, they heard the exclamations of the four people in the room and the sound of footsteps stumbling and slamming the door.

Mr. Mo slowly opened his eyes and saw the top of the bed tent.

In addition to the distant exclamations, the sounds of cups and cups exchanged in the Dragon Palace seemed to echo in my ears, and vaguely there was also the story said to be told by the dragon in the South China Sea.

Mr. Mo subconsciously asked this question, and Yi Abao's face already showed some excitement.

This old man from the Mo family has a kind heart, and he can control the entire tea market in Mingzhou, but he will eventually grow old, get sick, and die.

Mo Congxian grabbed the servant's shoulder, and several officers who were boarding the ship also stopped.

By now all the goods had been counted, and Mo Congxian said goodbye to the officials escorting the tributes.

"Second Master, please slow down -" "Second Master, wait for us!"

Thinking back to the time when I met the Heavenly Master at the banquet, things became mysterious!

When he heard the news about the old servant, Lu Haixian was shocked and immediately stood up after reacting.

"I'm back, I'm back, I'm back -"

Hearing this, everyone in the house breathed a sigh of relief, and Mo Congxian even smiled.

The old doctor and his apprentice looked at each other, and the former looked at Mo Congxian with a strange expression.

"It doesn't look good, it doesn't look good! It means that Dad and Uncle Yi are in good health. By the way, doctor, we need to prescribe some medicine. Dad and Uncle Yi have been in bed for a long time without thinking about food and drink. Maybe their bones are a little weak, right?"

There are a total of two large ships of this year's new tea to be transported to the capital, half of which are directly sent as tribute to the imperial palace, which is also a great honor for the Mohist family.

Mo Congxian's face showed surprise, but also a little doubt, while the stewards and servants following him also made noises.

As soon as Mo Congxian made the move, he gave him a lot of money, and the old doctor accepted it with a smile. Then he told the two elders to let them get some air and bask in the sun, and then left after saying a few words.

Lu Haixian couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly. There was a lot of gossip in Mingzhou City, but obviously not many people knew the exact things.

"It's true, it's true. The old man is awake, and so is Mr. Yi! The young lady and the others have gone over. The young lady asked me to come over and inform the second master. Second master, please go back quickly!"

By the time Mo Congxian returned to the Mo Mansion, the whole house was already in jubilation, and the Yi family who stayed behind at the Mo Mansion had already sent someone to deliver the message as soon as possible.

Later, the most famous doctor in Mingzhou City arrived a little later than Mo Congxian. By the time the doctor arrived, the excitement in the house had calmed down a bit.

The old doctor was actually thinking about this, and he couldn't help but nodded when he heard this.

But after thinking about it, the old doctor nodded, sat at the table aside, took out a pen and ink, and wrote a nourishing prescription. After giving the prescription to the Mo family, Mo Congxian personally sent them outside.

"Master, the old lady of the Mo family is awake!"

Soon, the news that the old man of the Mo family woke up spread among some people in Mingzhou City, and the news even reached the magistrate of Mingzhou.

"Hurry up, catch up!"

Perhaps except for the Mo family and the Yi family, there are only two or three people in the entire Mingzhou City who know the true situation of Mr. Mo and Master Yi, and Mingzhou Zhizhou Lu Haixian is one of them.

"Quick, prepare your carriage and horses, I'm going to Mo Mansion!"

In that room, a famous doctor from Mingzhou City was leading his disciples to check the bodies of two old people. They were checking their pulses, rolling their eyes, and looking at their complexions. After a quick check, the Mo family next to them was already a little anxious.

Later that day, Lu Haixian, the magistrate of Mingzhou, was reading in the study of his official residence when an old servant came from outside. Before Lu Haixian could ask what was going on, the old servant had already spoken.

There were five or six people around Yi Abao, and more than a dozen people around Mr. Mo's bed. The noise made the two old men a little confused.

The two sides exchanged a few words, and the escorting officials boarded the boat one after another.

"Master, Master Yi's complexion and pulse are very good!"

The excitement of the Mo family members, who were up and down in joy or wiping away tears, did look like their family had been saved, but the condition of the two old people really didn't look like they had suffered a serious illness.

"Hahahahaha, Mr. Mo is so polite. Okay, now we're ready to set sail!"

"Amin, is this true?" "Have you seen it?"

The old doctor stroked his beard and thought about it. The disciple over there was actually quite young, about thirty, and he stood up and came to the master's side.

Mo Congxian's expression changed drastically. Could it be that his father was dying?

"What's wrong, what's wrong with the old man!"

"Xiaorong, why are you crying? What are such a large group of people doing?"

After all, he is an official, and he has handled some cases and knows some things. A person can sleep for three days and three nights. Lu Haixianxin told him that it was nonsense to tell him that he had slept for several months. He would starve to death!

But after seeing two old people and verifying it for a period of time, Lu Haixian had no choice but to believe it.

Is that true or false? Was it just a long dream?

Yi Abao on the side also opened his eyes. He stared blankly at the ceiling of the bed, feeling the feel of the bedding, with a slight sense of loss on his face.

The room was relatively quiet at this moment, and obviously the noise on Yi Abao's side had come to an end.

"Master Yi, why is your bed in my room?"

Yi Abao and Mo Yiming's eyes were filled with gleaming light. After sleeping for a year, even if it was a dream, it didn't seem like an ordinary dream! ——

At Kaiyangjiang Wharf in Mingzhou, Mo Congxian was inspecting the goods in person.

Lu Haixian was stunned for a moment, then immediately put down the book and looked at the old servant after he came to his senses.

"Scream quickly, scream quickly, the soul hasn't come back yet, call the soul back!"

But this dream is so real

The two old men were both lying on the bed. It was not clear that they were actually two beds in one room.

"well!"

"Old Master, he's awake——"

"What? Really?"

The servant over there finally regained his breath, and his face was no longer so pale, but looked happy.

Now it seems that maybe he was just too drunk during the birthday banquet, so he was helped to rest in the house.

Did Mr. Mo not listen carefully to what I said just now? He said that his divine light was restrained and his energy was sufficient, and his pulse was steady and strong.

Mo Xiaorong sat on the edge of the bed and carefully helped her old father sit up. The servants beside her quickly handed over pillows to cushion the old man's back.

Mo Congxian was stunned for a moment, with ecstasy on his face, and then he ran wildly outside the pier. The servants behind him realized what he was doing and hurriedly chased after him.

As a famous doctor in Mingzhou, he naturally sees many kinds of patients.

The official has heard several rumors, saying that the old lady of the Mo family has been in poor health since last year's birthday party and has never been seen in front of outsiders. There are also rumors that the old lady of the Mo family has been bedridden and has been sleeping.

There was an old woman next to her who thought she knew a lot about the mansion.

Among that group of people, Mo Xiaorong and Mo Congxian were prominently among them, as well as a junior from the Yi family.

The old doctor nodded, stood up and looked at the people around him.

The old doctor's heart skipped a beat. He had heard similar rumors, and there was more than one version.

Lu Haixian naturally didn't believe it at the time. After all, several months had passed since he came to the door.

Although the people who came into the room were excited for a while, they also invariably became quiet at this moment.

Walking on the corridor of the Mo family, the disciple next to the old doctor still asked doubtfully.

"Master, I see that Mr. Yi and Mr. Mo are not vain at all, and they look better than me. Moreover, the Mo family said that the two old people have been ill for a long time. Why did I go to the backyard and the house, but there was no sign of anything? Do you smell the medicine?"

"Master, there are also rumors from the outside world. I heard that the old man of the Mo family fell asleep directly after his birthday party last year and never woke up again. Do you think he woke up today?"

The old woman suddenly shouted in surprise.

"how?"

They were in a hurry, and although the four servants were still in shock, they had already reacted.

"Doctor, a little disrespect is disrespectful, please accept it!"

"Dad——" "Grandpa——" "Grandpa——" "Grandpa!".

Various shouts came, ranging from loud to small, and all obviously filled with excitement. There were more than twenty people in the room, making the originally spacious room seem a bit crowded.

"Dad, dad——"

"What?"

When Mr. Mo spread the news that something might have happened, Lu Haixian sent someone to ask the Mo family, and later even came to the door in person to angrily scold the children of the Mo family.

"I wish you a smooth trip, and when you return home soon, Mo will personally take care of you!"

"Second, second master. Old, old master, he"

"Doctor, how are you?" "Doctor, how are my father and Uncle Yi doing?"

Hearing these words, Mr. Mo was stunned again, but Yi Abao on the opposite side seemed to come to his senses faster and shouted towards the bed at the other end.

"Um!"

The disciple on one side suddenly approached the master and whispered.

After a while, a large group of people quickly walked into the house.

"Yes, I went to Beihai!"

Mo Yiming looked at the people around him. They were all shouting non-stop. His ears were buzzing and he was confused by the noise.

"Dad! You, you and Uncle Yi have been sleeping for a year, and my daughter thought you wouldn't wake up."

"How come you haven't? I dreamed that I flew into the clouds and mist with you, Master Yi, and went to the North Sea."

As a good doctor with an orderly inheritance, his nose is also very good. If there is a long-term illness, there must be medicine and stone energy, but there is no medicine in the backyard of Mo Mansion. It doesn't look like he often boils medicine and feeds it.

At this moment, a servant of the Mo family ran to the dock and ran over immediately looking for Mo Congxian. When they arrived, they were out of breath.

Some said that the old man of the Mo family had been ill for a long time, some said that he slept to death after the birthday party and passed away. In order to stabilize the tea market position, the Mo family kept secret the mourning. The most outrageous rumor is that he slept all the time and never woke up.

After checking, the old doctor withdrew his hand and looked back at the other side. The disciple on the other side had also finished checking.

The official over there couldn't help but sigh. Now it seemed that Mr. Mo was about to die.

Mo Xiaorong hugged Mr. Mo and cried loudly. Mo Yiming patted his daughter on the back and finally calmed down.

However, the sadness and confusion of Yi Abao and Mo Yiming were quickly interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps. While they were recalling their dreams, the four servants who had just been scared to escape had already brought more people with them. The people returned.

The people surrounding the beds on both sides spread out more, allowing the two old men who sat up to see each other. Only then did they realize that they were sleeping in the same room.

"Yes, we are in the same room, Mr. Mo, have you ever had a long dream?"

"That's true, and the two of them don't look like people who have been sick for a long time!"

Mo Xiaorong raised his head and looked at his old father, still unable to hold back his tears, and answered with a hint of crying.

"Mr. Mo is also in very good health. He has a restrained divine light and abundant energy, and his pulse is stable and strong. You may say that he has been ill for a long time, but it's not like that at all!"

When he woke up before, he was in the clouds. Po thought he was taken out with Mr. Mo and flew to the North Sea on the clouds.

"Master Mo, Brother Mo——"

"Oh, thank you, Mr. Mo!"

Hearing this, the memory of the Dragon Transformation Banquet resurfaced in Mr. Mo's mind, and his face showed some excitement.

The memory of the previous birthday banquet was also very clear, as if it was just a rest in a drunken afternoon.

Lu Haixian asked himself that he was also a good friend of Mr. Mo. If an elder in his family passed away, it would be extremely unfilial to choose not to mourn in secret because of his status in the tea market. If the Mo family did this, he would be held accountable as the governor of Mingzhou!

In this situation, the Mo family couldn't resist it. They could only tell Lu Haixian the truth. They wouldn't put the old man in a coffin and bury him, right?

"Master, Mr. Mo is awake!"

But when he saw his daughter's tears streaming down her face as she sat by the bed, Mo Yiming subconsciously reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of Mo Xiaorong's eyes.

The Mo family all ran away, while several officials on the dock behind looked at each other.

"Master, it was already ready when I came!"

So some of the juniors around him and the servants in the family kept shouting, "Master" and "Grandpa" and the like.

"Okay, hurry up, let's go, let's go!"

Lu Haixian was also excited. Can a person really sleep like a living dead for a year and then wake up again?