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Chapter 11 The Church
Although it is a hereditary baron family, the Jonest family cannot be compared with other noble families at all. In the eyes of the nobles, it is the kind of downcast family that is difficult to maintain basic decency, but the Jonest family does not care about this.

The old housekeeper Buck, who had watched the brothers grow up at home, had a relationship with them, more like family than master and servant.

Although Mulan retired and returned home this time, it was a bit sudden, but after all, the war was over, and many officers would make such applications. His return home made the atmosphere in Jonest's house heated up, and also let Mulan live in this familiar and unfamiliar world. Experience the same strong affection.

Every day, Old Buck would try to make Mulan's favorite food. Whenever Mulan got up, he would help Mulan make the bed, wash the clothes and tidy up the room for Mulan, with all kinds of care.

This forced Mulan to get rid of the habit of spreading the quilt after getting up. The first thing he did when he woke up every day was to flatten or fold the quilt by himself, and even try to tidy up the room as much as possible to save Old Buck from having to keep tidying up.

God is sorry, in that rich and colorful 21st century, apart from running around for life, Mu Lan or Li Xiu spends more of his free time at home. He never makes up the quilt when he gets up. Maybe it's so regular now.

Of course, these are only minor problems even if they are not used to it. What really troubled Mulan was the problem of insomnia. In the few days after returning home, Mulan only slept until dawn one day, and the rest of the time he couldn't sleep well.

A little movement will wake up, and often have dreams, not all nightmares, but all kinds of strange dreams.

On the seventh day after returning home, an old man and a young man were standing there in front of the outdated door of the house. The old man was wearing slacks, shirts and vests. Even though the vests and trousers had been sewn, they were very delicate and ingenious. , The clothes fit well and the spirit is not bad. The white hair and beard are neatly cut. He is sorting the clothes for the young man.

The young man has brown hair, black eyes, slightly curly hair, very bright eyes, a tall stature, slightly thin, and his arms are slightly open, trying not to affect the old man's movements.

"Master Mulan, don't think about it, it's all over."

The old man helped the young man straighten his shirt and turn over the collar. He also straightened the hem of the windbreaker outside for him. His eyes swept across Mulan's cuffs, and he patted the corner of his shirt lightly, with a satisfied smile. Take two steps away.

Then Mulan put down her hand and smiled at the old man.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Buck, I'm neither depressed nor manic, just a little insomnia."

"That's good, here, pay attention to your injury."

"Grandpa Buck, my injury is almost healed!"

Old Buck took a top hat from a shelf on one side and handed it to Mulan. After the latter put on the hat, he gently opened the door as he turned sideways, and the light turned more and more into the dim light as the door turned. Indoors, the world outside the door is also exposed.

"Grandpa Buck, I'm leaving."

"Hey, be careful on the road, come back early, the dinner will be very rich!"

The old man leaned against the door, looking at Mulan who went out and turned back, and the latter showed a very sunny smile.

"Great, I can't wait."

After saying this sentence with a sense of anticipation, Mulan left the house and walked to the street outside, to this new world. His footsteps were not in a hurry, and he walked slowly on this not-so-wide street. It soon merged into an avenue capable of paralleling four carriages.

The strong wind swept through the street, and there were not many people on the street. People were all in a hurry, and the speed of the carriage was not constant.

"Hoohoo."

A gust of wind blew with a whistling, Mulan stretched out his hand to hold down his hat, the hair above his ears was swayed by the wind, and the windbreaker on his body was also thrown to one side by the wind.

Seeing that many pedestrians on the street were staggered a little by the strong wind, Mulan looked up at the sky, and the upper part looked gloomy.

"Selling newspapers and selling newspapers~~Valentine's daily newspapers, the beautiful and noble Crown Prince Nisherier is enthroned as the queen of the empire~~The great storm is about to sweep Valentine's Day~~Sell newspapers and sell newspapers"

Not far away, the newsboys were struggling to shout with their sloping shoulder cloth bags on their backs. When the wind was blowing, they would support the wall of the roadside shop or the gas lamps on the street.

Mulan walked steadily towards the newsboy, who immediately began to sell him.

"Sir, buy a newspaper, with the latest news from everywhere, for tenpence."

Mulan glanced at the newsboy's bulging cloth bag, touched the coins in his trousers pocket, and found two.

"Buy one."

"Thank you sir, here is your paper."

The newsboy delivered the newspaper, received the money, and left with a smile. Recently, there have been fewer people coming out due to the weather, and the newspaper is naturally not easy to sell.

Mulan didn't read the newspaper for a while, grabbed it in his hand and continued to move forward. After walking for half an hour, the street became more prosperous, and it was relatively lively.

There are all kinds of signboards written in large characters on the street, tailor shops, watch shops, gem shops, not to mention a few shops filled with large jars of bright-colored liquids in glass cabinets. That is a pharmacy shop.

Mulan slowed down and felt everything around him with every sensory organ. What he saw and heard made him seem to have stepped into the screen of the past, and it was far more vivid than the story on any screen!
In the end, Mulan stopped outside a hospital.

Old Buck had prepared some medicines for Mulan before, but none of them could relieve Mulan's insomnia, so this time Mulan planned to see a real doctor.

In fact, the medical services provided by professional doctors are very expensive. If ordinary people are sick, they usually go directly to the pharmacy. Way.

Because of the strong wind, the door of the hospital was closed, but there was a sign of "Opening".

Mulan stood outside and buttoned the door, and soon a woman opened the door for him.

"I'm Mulan, Mulan Jones, and I made an appointment to see a doctor today."

"Ah, oh, come in! Mr. Jonest!"

When the woman opened the door, she looked at the young man in the wind and was a little dazed. She would quickly come back to her senses, let her turn over to invite someone in, and her ears would heat up slightly.

Mulan nodded and entered the hospital. He knew that his current physical condition was better than his former self.

'Honestly, I'm still quite attractive! '

Even Mulan couldn't help but feel smug in his heart.

However, the medical treatment process was not smooth.

"Mr. Jonest, the medicines you've used are all appropriate, and they don't relieve your condition at all?"

The old doctor wearing glasses asked confirmingly, and Mulan could only answer repeatedly.

"An Luo can increase the dose a little bit, but it's not as good as the pharmacist said, or should I increase the dose?"

The old doctor shook his head quickly.

"Please don't try this, if you take an overdose of some of these drugs, chances are you won't wake up."

The doctor said this, frowning and thinking about Mulan's condition, before saying it for a long time.

"Mr. Jonest, you are a soldier from the battlefield. Maybe your illness is also related to the war. If the medicine doesn't work well, I suggest you pray more to God and go to church more, it may be effective."

"Thank you doctor."

Mulan reluctantly smiled, got up and left. The diagnosis given by the doctor was not very useful, but the money still had to be paid. As for praying, I'm sorry I'm not interested.

When he left the hospital, the wind seemed to be stronger outside. He did not choose the same way to go home, but detoured to another prosperous road. If you can take a look and learn more about this place.

Arriving at a less windy street, Mulan unfolded the newspaper, and at first glance saw the striking headline on the front page—Welcome to the Empress of the Empire.

The long content is refined to say that the first princess, Nishiriel, officially succeeded to the throne as the queen of the empire.

This matter is too far away from Mulan, but a cartoon image with dumb hair appeared in his mind like a joke, and then he immediately rummaged through the newspaper and found him on the third page headline. news for concern.

And then, he saw another big headline - a big storm is about to cover Valentine.

Mulan grabbed the newspaper and looked at the words "big storm" on it as if fascinated, and her spirit became a little dazed.

"Boom" "Whoosh. Whoo."

Mulan looked up and looked around, and all he could see was a turbid and dim air flow. He seemed to be in the center of a super tornado, watching the continuous rotation of the storm, and there were all kinds of different colorful colors accompanying him. The storm continued to expand.

"crack clap"

Mulan squeezed the newspaper tightly, and the hallucination quickly faded, but his mental state was not very good, some dizziness and a little tingling, and some bad memories on the battlefield continued to emerge.

"Depend on--"

Mulan roared, all kinds of distracting thoughts were vented, and the uncomfortable feeling was relieved, but it did not disappear completely. He grinned and prepared to go home immediately. His hallucinations can not only be explained by the aftermath of the battlefield. Doctors are hopeless.

As he quickened his pace to head home, Mulan passed a sanctuary, and the doctor's words echoed in his mind.

There are extraordinary and mysterious things in this world. Does this religious organization like a church really have special power?
Just thinking about it, Mulan saw a familiar figure at the door of the church.

'That good head? '

Seeing the young priest who hit the street light that day, Mulan stopped and walked forward after thinking about it. The priest nodded and smiled at Mulan when he saw him, showing a kind missionary appearance. .

It's just that the image of this priest in Mulan's heart has been solidified at the level of "good head", no matter how decent he looks, there is no sense of sacredness.

But beyond Mulan's expectations, when he walked to the door of the sanctuary, his mental discomfort was significantly relieved, causing him to open his eyes slightly.

(End of this chapter)