Mulin County is the most remote area of ​​Yu State, and is close to the border between Yu State and other countries. If a war breaks out among the countries, Mulin County will be affected first. Fortunately, Yu State has a high status among the other countries, and with the reputation of the God of War King Cheng, other countries dare not target Yu State.

Even though Mulin County is remote, it has a large population and has many things a town should have. In addition, the area is close to the sea, so overseas merchants often come to do business.

Therefore, you can often see many stalls selling some strange things, and the white jade porcelain bottle that Lin Mo had taken a fancy to before was one of them.

And today just happened to be the day when the merchant ships docked. Lin Xing looked around with curiosity in his eyes. It seemed that the things today were more numerous and more novel than what he had seen before.

"Fourth brother, come quickly! Is this what you are looking for?" Lin Xing noticed a few transparent porcelain bottles in the corner of a small stall with his sharp eyes. He squatted in front of the stall and looked at Lin Mo who was walking over.

Lin Mo, who was walking slowly and looking at the things on the stall nearby, heard it, turned his head and looked over, following the direction of Lin Xing's finger, and saw the bottles.

Hmm? A clear crystal bottle?

Lin Mo walked over, and Cheng Yan followed without saying anything. The distance between them was neither too far nor too close, just enough to prevent Lin Mo from being touched by others without making others feel that they were too close.

Finally, Lin Mo bought those bottles. Judging from what the stall owner said, those bottles had been there for a long time and no one wanted them, so the price was very low.

Lin Mo looked at what Cheng Yan was holding, feeling a little dazed. The modern artifacts mixed in with the ancient ones seemed a little out of place no matter how he looked at them.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Yan asked, tilting his head.

"It's okay." Lin Mo heard his voice, came back to his senses and shook his head.

The three of them strolled around for an hour, and Lin Mo's feet were sore from walking, with some sweat on his forehead.

"Axing, we'll go back after we finish buying the things. Don't keep our parents waiting too long." Lin Mo shouted to Lin Xing who was walking in front of him, panting.

Lin Xing walked for an hour and his steps were still so brisk, which was completely different from Lin Mo, whose lips were a little pale.

"Ah? Fourth brother, are you okay?" Lin Xing turned around and saw his fourth brother, who was panting with sweat on his forehead, stopped behind him, and quickly ran over.

"It's okay. Are you done shopping? We'll leave after that. I guess our parents are waiting for us." Lin Mo supported Cheng Yan's arm, saying with some weakness.

Lin Mo didn't expect that his body was still so weak. He drank spiritual spring water every day. It seemed that there was a reason for his original body to die of illness. He drank so much spiritual spring water, but he was so tired after walking for only one hour. Lin Mo seemed to understand why his original body stayed at home all year round.

Lin Mo estimated that in a few years he would not be able to walk as fast as Lin Xing without even taking a breath.

Cheng Yan was standing aside, holding a bunch of things they had just bought in one hand, and holding the other hand stiffly for Lin Mo to hold.

"Uh... we're done shopping." Lin Xing nodded. He wouldn't have the money to buy anything if he continued shopping anyway, and Fourth Brother's health was more important.

"Do you want to take a rest first?" Cheng Yan asked, with some worry in his eyes.

"It's okay, just walk over slowly." Just think of it as exercise.

Lin Mo couldn't stand his current weak physique, which made him always feel that there was danger around him at any time. This idea came from the sequelae of experiencing various tortures in the end times. Lin Mo couldn't change it, even though he was now in ancient times.

Cheng Yan tilted his head to glance at Lin Mo beside him. He just felt the depressed and gloomy aura from Lin Mo again, although it was only fleeting.

The three of them left the bustling West Street and walked towards their Daling Village. Lin Xing lagged behind them by a few steps, looking at the two people in front of him. For a moment, he felt that the two figures were very... How to put it, Lin Xing couldn't express it, anyway, it was like the feeling when his parents walked together.

Lin Xing shook his head, trying to get rid of the bold idea in his mind, and quickly followed to support his fourth brother.

The donkey cart back to Daling Village was already waiting nearby. When Lin Mo saw them from a distance, he let go of Cheng Yan's hand, glanced at him and whispered a thank you.

Cheng Yan responded and said nothing more, moving part of the things in his left hand to his right hand.

After Lin Mo and the other two got on, the donkey cart was just full. After the other people in the village got on, Lin Mo also followed and sat next to Lin Xing.

The road back to the village was full of potholes, and the car shook from time to time, but this was common for other villagers who were used to riding.

Lin Mo sat stiffly in his seat, hearing their conversation but unable to hear a word. The shaking of the donkey cart made his buttocks numb, and at this moment his head was aching dully.

The body is still too weak.

"Are you... okay?" Cheng Yan had just withdrawn his gaze from the distance when he noticed something was wrong with Lin Mo beside him.

"Hmm?... It's okay..." Lin Mo vaguely heard Cheng Yan's voice and came to his senses a little.

Lin Mo lowered his head and didn't want others to notice. The journey that usually took an hour now seemed like ten hours in Lin Mo's eyes. It was a bit unbearable.

Although he knew that Lin Mo was holding on, Cheng Yan couldn't do anything now.

Just as Lin Mo tried to ignore his discomfort by clearing his mind, the donkey cart that was moving slowly forward with a clang suddenly shook again, as if the wheels had sunk into a pit. Lin Mo was caught off guard and fell forward due to inertia.

Cheng Yan, who had been keeping an eye on him, felt his heart skip a beat and he subconsciously picked it up without thinking too much.

“Cough… cough cough…” Lin Mo covered his mouth with a pale face, trying hard to suppress the nausea rising in his stomach.

Their sudden actions attracted the attention of other villagers who were chatting and Lin's father and mother.

"Aunt Lin, your brother Mo doesn't look right." Aunt Zhang turned her head and saw Lin Mo's extremely pale face first.

"Da Cheng, what happened to Brother Mo?" Father Lin was sitting in the front row and couldn't see his son's condition.

"It looks like he can't stand this bumpy road. Your brother Mo has never ridden a donkey cart before, right? We're still halfway there. Can he stand it?" Everyone looked over and said to the villager who was closer to Cheng Yanlin and Mo.

"I sat on it a few days ago, but I was fine then... Da Cheng, please help hold Mo Ge'er and don't let him fall again."

There were two people between Lin's mother and Lin Mo, so there was no way to get through. Besides, there were two donkey carts following behind the donkey cart returning to the village, so the cart naturally could not stop on the road.

"Got it." Cheng Yan helped Lin Mo up and let him lean on his shoulder.

"Fourth brother, are you okay?" Lin Xing moved closer to Lin Mo, but didn't know where to put his hand. He felt that wherever he put his hand, it would aggravate Fourth Brother's condition. Lin Xing was a little at a loss for a moment.

“It’s okay…” Lin Mo took his hand away, forced his eyes open and whispered.

"Aunt Lin, I think it would be better if Brother Mo went out less in the future. He can't stand walking or riding in a car. Isn't it a torture for him to go back and forth?" Someone nearby saw Lin Mo's pale face and advised.

"Yeah, don't get sick again."

Mother Lin was a little anxious. She looked back from time to time and didn't listen much to what others said, just nodded.

Of course she knew that Mo Ge'er was not in good health, and she had not let him go to town before. It was just that in recent days, Mo Ge had not been sick again, and could still cook, brew wine, and walk to the orchard. She thought that Mo Ge'er's health was slowly getting better, so she was a little negligent for a while.

Lin Mo leaned his head on Cheng Yan's shoulder. The car was shaking as it moved forward, and Cheng Yan's shoulder bones were hard, which made Lin Mo's head hurt.

Cheng Yan had to be on guard against the car's occasional bounces while at the same time relaxing his body to let Lin Mo lean on him. This stalemate made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Lin Mo held Cheng Yan's arm tightly with his right hand, his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, but his consciousness gradually fell into darkness, and in the end he knew nothing.

"Uncle Lin, Brother Mo seems to have fainted." Cheng Yan felt Lin Mo's grip on his arm suddenly loosen, and he quickly raised his hand to support his head that had slipped off his shoulder.

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When Lin Mo regained consciousness, he opened his eyes and saw the familiar roof. He tilted his head and looked outside through the window. The afterglow of dusk fell on the wall and was bright enough to be dazzling.

Lin Mo blinked his sore eyes, propped himself up and helped himself to the bed.

"Cough... cough cough..." Lin Mo covered his mouth. The coughing caused his chest to rise and fall, making the pain in his body more obvious, but the itchiness in his throat made him unable to stop.

"Cough... cough... ugh..."

Lin Mo half-knelt on the ground, holding the bed with one hand and covering his stomach with the other. He coughed and then began to dry heave, tears falling uncontrollably from his eyes.

Lin Xiu had just returned home today when he heard the news that Mo Ge'er was in a coma. As soon as he approached the room, he heard a violent cough coming from inside the room. Lin Xiu's heart tightened and he quickly pushed the door open.

When Lin Mo heard the sound of the door being pushed open, he looked up reflexively. In his blurred vision, he seemed to see the person in his memory, the second brother whose face had become blurred in his mind.

"Second brother... cough cough..." Lin Mo said in a daze.

"Why did you get out of bed?" Lin Xiu hurried forward to help the man up, frowning slightly.

"Second brother..." Lin Mo tightly grasped the clothes of the person next to him and opened his eyes wide to try to see the person in front of him clearly.

However, when Lin Mo saw clearly the attire of the man in front of him, his hope was shattered again. This was not his second brother. His two brothers were already dead. This was ancient times, not the end of the world.

Lin Mo kept telling himself this, but the gap between hope and disappointment made his heart ache.

"Second brother is here. Are you feeling uncomfortable again?" Lin Xiu supported his brother with one hand and touched his head with the other, asking with some concern.

"I'm hungry..."

It was already evening. Lin Mo had only eaten breakfast that day and was now so hungry that his stomach ached slightly.

"Dry your tears before you go out. Dinner is ready." Lin Xiu raised his hand and used the inner sleeve of his shirt to wipe the tears from his face. His movements were gentle, but the worry in his eyes made Lin Mo's heart tremble.

Lin Mo's hands that were holding his clothes trembled slightly, the heat in his eyes became more and more intense, and the feeling of suffocation in his heart became more and more intense.

So gentle... just like his second brother.