Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times
Chapter 323 - Chapter 323 Chapter 201 Peaceful Years

Chapter 323: Chapter 201 Peaceful Years Chapter 323: Chapter 201 Peaceful Years Little Meat Bun Gu Ze pouted, his hands covering the forehead that had been knocked, his big watery eyes silently accused, “Mom, you hit me again. I’m almost not growing hair on my forehead anymore. If you keep hitting me, I’ll go bald. Woo woo…”

“Pfft!” Gu Changsheng couldn’t help but burst out laughing, amusedly rubbing his own little treasure, “Nonsense, you haven’t even grown all your hair yet, and you’re talking about going bald? Who did you learn this from?”

Little Meat Bun stretched out his chubby little finger towards the direction of the drill ground, “My Lion Tiger, Lion Tiger said if you keep knocking, I’ll stop growing hair and go bald, looking hideous with half a bald head and won’t be able to find a wife, woo woo…”

Gu Changsheng followed his finger to look in the direction of the drill ground, and the corner of his mouth twitched, silently cursing at Yue Xilou, this Flower Peacock, for what he had taught his precious son!

It was simply misleading the young!

“Don’t worry, my son, your mom is a Divine Doctor, and I will make Shou Wu hair growth ointment. You won’t go bald!” With heartfelt words, she alleviated her son’s worries, and Gu Changsheng felt she truly was a loving mother!

Little Meat Bun was certainly reassured, his face full of adoring starry eyes, making Gu Changsheng feel a bit embarrassed.

“Come on, let’s go see your master get beaten up!” Picking up her Little Meat Bun son, Gu Changsheng stepped out of the study.

“Mom, what if my Lion Tiger wins?” Little Meat Bun bit his fingertip and voiced his thoughts.

“Do you think that’s possible?” Gu Changsheng walked at a leisurely pace, utterly confident in Zhou Mu.

Little Meat Bun Gu Ze blinked his big eyes and thought for a moment, then finally nodded, “Although I hope my Lion Tiger could win, it’s obvious Uncle Wood is more formidable. Lion Tiger has been annoying Uncle Wood lately. It looks like he’s going to get beaten up pretty badly…”

Gu Changsheng nodded in agreement, “I think so too. Later, I’ll give you some bruise and injury ointment. Make sure to take it back for your Lion Tiger to get ready.”

“Mm-hmm.” Little Meat Bun nodded obediently.

Thus, mother and son predicted the outcome of the battle, yet the actual situation was still intensely contested.

When Gu Changsheng and Little Meat Bun climbed up to the Point General Stage, the two figures below were engaged in a tough incontrovertible battle, their robes fluttering, and their robust Inner Strength made the vast drill ground dust fly everywhere.

“Cough! Cough! It really looks serious.” Gu Changsheng raised her sleeve and waved away the dust coming at them, unable to resist yelling at them in the arena, “Are you stirring up a storm here? Kicking up all this dust, can you afford to choke my son?”

Little Meat Bun, his hands covering his little mouth and nose, solemnly nodded, “Can’t afford it! Can’t afford it! I am Mommy’s treasure!”

Indeed, the next moment, the dust on the drill field lessened considerably. Both figures stopped using their Inner Strength, now competing in hand-to-hand combat skills.

Yue Xilou finally grabbing the opportunity when Zhou Mu was slightly unwell, naturally couldn’t let it go and showed his householder skills striving to stand out.

Looking again at Zhou Mu, considering his waist injury that had just scabbed over, he naturally couldn’t make large movements. In comparison, his actions seemed somewhat sluggish, having quite an easy time…

Gu Changsheng mother and son crouched on the Point General Stage, two figures, large and small, looked the same, both supporting their chins with their hands, watching with great interest.

All eight hundred subordinates had gone to the trial ground Gu Changsheng had opened in the neighboring valleys, leaving only a few to watch the Mountain Stronghold. When Dong Lei, waving a pair of cleavers, arrived upon hearing the commotion, the scene he saw was just that.

“Wife, why are they fighting again?” Dong Lei was already puzzled by the frequent disputes between these two, even more so seeing them physically fighting.

Gu Changsheng was caught up in the excitement, paying no attention to him.

Instead, Little Meat Bun Gu Ze got up and pulled Dong Lei to squat down, enthusiastically explaining, “My Lion Tiger said he was waiting for my mom to step out of line and provoke Uncle Wood, which drove him mad, and then they started fighting…”

Gu Changsheng tilted her head and looked at her son, this explanation! Seriously speechless, she, being magnanimous, decided not to take it to heart with a little one.

“Xiao Leizi, you still have time to watch them fight, is dinner ready?”

“Ah!” Dong Lei smacked his forehead, “Wife, I was calling you to dinner but couldn’t find you, so when I heard the commotion, I came over!”

Gu Changsheng nodded, then shouted towards the two locked in battle on the drill field, “That’s enough, Xiao Leizi is calling us back to eat!”

The next instant, the originally tense battlefield suddenly changed direction. Zhou Mu swept across with a fierce cold air, shaking Yue Xilou enough to dodge the incoming Strength, cursing, “Zhou Mu, you’re being deceitful!”

Zhou Mu, with eyebrows like distant mountains and a face of sheer calm, “It’s time for dinner, no time to keep playing with you. Watch the punches!”

Sure enough, in the next moment, the scene changed to Yue Xilou running ahead with Zhou Mu chasing after him, occasionally flying a kick or swinging a punch at him.

Dammit! Zhou Mu, are you even human? You’re sick and still so perverse!” Yue Xilou, hands shielding his face, ran rapidly. He was after all a top-ten character on the Fengyun List of the Itinerant World, yet before Zhou Mu, he was so embarrassed he could only run for his life, which was utterly excessive!

Hearing his words, Zhou Mu unmercifully kicked him in the butt, sending him sprawling to the edge of the Point General Stage where he steadied himself.

“I am teaching a lesson to the likes of you who cannot hold your tongue!” Zhou Mu, clad in flowing purple robes, declared from on high, like a War God descending.

Seeing him approaching again, Yue Xilou quickly waved his hand, “No more fighting, no more fighting! Let’s go back and eat! When you get more seriously injured another day, I’ll come find you for a fight!”

“Pfft!” Gu Changsheng couldn’t help but cover his face, looking at Yue Xilou, “Is that all the ambition you have?”

“What’s wrong with my ambition? He is naturally gifted and has a Cycle of sixty years worth of cultivation from two masters. I’m only in my thirties, how do you expect me to compete with him?” Yue Xilou grimaced in pain, unable to refrain from protesting.

“Making excuses for your lack of martial training!” Zhou Mu glanced at him, leapt onto the Point General Stage, and took Gu Changsheng’s hand. His combativeness faded completely, and his voice was as warm as spring, “Come, Xiao Leizi has added more dishes. Let’s go and see.”

Gu Changsheng nodded gently and followed him back.

“Lion Tiger, the bruise and injury ointment my mother gave me…” Little Meat Bun held up a porcelain vial as if offering a treasure.

Yue Xilou glanced at it, his mouth twitching slightly, “So your mother and you do have some conscience, hiss!”

“Lion Tiger, does it hurt a lot? I’ll blow on it for you!” Little Meat Bun Gu Ze, a devoted disciple, looked at his master with caring, eager eyes.

Yue Xilou glanced behind himself, thinking it really wasn’t the place for blowing!

“Let’s go, back to apply the ointment!”

Having been beaten up, Yue Xilou, leading his little disciple, hobbled back to the room to apply the ointment.

During the dinner, everyone except Yue Xilou enjoyed their meal heartily, especially Gu Changsheng, who after finishing his soup and rice, leisurely sipped a dark red luminescent wine from a luminescent cup.

“Benefactor, you have visitors,” said Little Monk Bu Jie after finishing his meal and as he was leaving, he dropped this line.

Gu Changsheng watched his small figure disappear at the doorway, swallowed his wine in one gulp, and muttered resentfully, “It must be Yuan Bao again! Evildoer, I’ve always wondered, did you have me bring the little monk here just to serve as Yuan Bao’s herald?”

Zhou Mu put down the scroll he was reading and looked towards the indolent woman on the couch, raising an eyebrow, “Didn’t Yue Xilou tell you?”

“Tell me what? Did he tell me that someone from the Secret Sect Shang Clan can summon winds and rains or turn seeds into soldiers?” Gu Changsheng rolled her eyes at Yue Xilou, who was looking at the accounts, noncommitally.

Seeing her disbelief, Zhou Mu shook his head and explained, “The lineage of the Secret Sect has extended for thousands of years. When the Zhou Dynasty was founded, indeed, the Secret Sect had capable people who helped. Ten years ago, when the anomaly appeared on Dragon Breath Mountain, the old man harbored a killing intent. My father’s close friend, Taoist Tian Ji, sent a message asking me to protect someone from the Secret Sect who could summon the Image of the Phoenix Rite, claiming this youth has some unresolved karma with me.”

“Uh…” Hearing this, Gu Changsheng’s facial muscles twitched violently, “You believe such ghost stories? That Taoist Tian Ji, he couldn’t possibly be Little Monk Bu Jie’s master, could he?”

Zhou Mu nodded, “Changsheng my love, better to trust it has some truth than none. I do not know the capabilities of Taoist Tian Ji, but the predictive ability born with the Secret Sect lineage to foresee risks is undeniable, Shang Xie also possesses this Special Ability.”

Gu Changsheng nodded solemnly, “Indeed, his predictions about Yuan Bao’s visits have never been wrong, 100% accurate, absolutely spot-on every time!”

Gifted with special abilities? As if this were a fantasy world?

The ancients’ superstitions are indeed hopeless, even Zhou Mu is so unenlightened, and she really doesn’t expect more.

Seeing her still casual and dismissive, Zhou Mu sighed but still cautioned, “Believe it or not, as you wish, but just don’t let Shang Xie leave your side.”

Gu Changsheng, seeing him so serious, nodded reluctantly, “I understand. After hearing the wooden fish for months, I got used to it. After all, our household won’t miss an extra pair of chopsticks; consider it as keeping a little home monk.”

Zhou Mu, optimistic about the outcome, said no more and lowered his head to continue reading his scroll.

The beautiful man immersed in nighttime reading, an indescribable charm to it. Gu Changsheng lounged on the couch, captivated for a moment.

Such a life, truly, was wonderful, fulfilling, and calm.

“Xiao Gu Ze, how many times have I told you, you can’t let your mind wander during meditation!” Yue Xilou put down the ledger, picked up the ruler, and poked the distracted Little Meat Bun.

“Hehe…” Gu Changsheng saw her own son grudgingly sitting up straight again, and couldn’t help but chuckle lightly, “Son, if you don’t put effort in while young, you’ll end up regretting it in old age. Your mother wishes she could cultivate Inner Strength but it’s too late; you better take your master’s words seriously and focus!”

Little Meat Bun nodded and obediently closed his big eyes, continuing to meditate.

Indeed, it was only a moment of such quiet before Yuan Bao’s loud voice was heard outside.

“Lady Changsheng, Lady Changsheng, great joy awaits!”