The Most Random System-Chapter 683 - 356: This Time the Unofficial History Is Indeed a Bit Wilder (Part 2)

Too weak, no strength.

Originally supposed to practice the Body Refining Eighth Rank Technique - Physical Derivation Chapter, Lin Li switched to the more relaxed and comfortable Spiritual Qi Derivation Chapter this morning.

After buying breakfast, he approached the classroom.

"According to unofficial history, Hua Tuo did not die at Cao Cao's hands, but rather at the hands of Emperor Guan."

Here comes the unofficial history segment, Lin Li quickened his pace.

"At that time, Guan Yu was attacking Fancheng when he was shot in the right arm by the archers on the city wall and fell off his horse."

"Upon returning to the base camp, he was horrified to find that the young gentlemen were disrespectful, for the arrow was poisoned and his arm was already swollen."

"No ordinary medicine could cure him, so his men brought the renowned physician Hua Tuo. After examining the wound, Hua Tuo said, 'This poison has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Conventional methods cannot cure it, so the bone must be scraped to remove the toxin, which will be exceedingly painful.'"

"Guan Yu laughed, 'No problem! What does Guan fear from this?'"

"Thus, the treatment began. As Hua Tuo scraped the bone, he saw Guan Yu talking and laughing as usual, truly astonished, and couldn't help but exclaim, 'Brother Guan is worthy of being a mighty general of this era, akin to Guan Gong on earth.'"

"Guan Yu waved his hand, 'Brother Hua, no need for modesty. Your medical skills are miraculous and can also be compared to Hua Tuo on earth.'"

"Upon hearing this, Hua Tuo suddenly stopped his actions, his expression slightly darkened, 'Since Brother Guan mentioned Hua Xiong, may I ask, do you know who killed my son, Hua Xiong?'"

"Guan Yu was shocked inside, who the hell mentioned Hua Xiong, but by now the die was cast, too late for regret. Guan Yu's mind raced; the truth must not be revealed, so he calmly smiled and said:

'The matter of beheading Hua Xiong while warming wine is known throughout the Three Kingdoms. The one who beheaded Brother Hua's beloved son is the warm wine!'

"But unexpectedly, Hua Tuo sneered, like King Tiger in the flesh, 'General Guan, you're full of crap! Who in the world doesn't know Windows has win7win8win10win11, but just no win9? Trying to fool me? My son was slain by none other than you!'"

Guan Yu was startled by this and then became solemn. He didn't respond immediately but looked at his own right arm.

— After all, if Hua Tuo already knew the truth before coming, was he really here with good intentions?

Sure enough, seeing Guan Yu had sensed something, Hua Tuo laughed sinisterly, scratched his crotch, Yang Kun reborn: 'No seat~! I only scraped your bone, didn't even bother with the poison, Guan Yu, you go to hell!'"

Guan Yu was speechless, given the circumstances, how could he have the mood to do SPA?

But facing Hua Tuo's mocking, Guan Yu wasn't flustered, his face was a picture of calm as water, 'Brother Hua, you've forced me.'"

Hua Tuo frowned at this, unable to imagine what Guan Yu might do, 'This poison is deeply rooted, what can you still do?!'"

'Ha, I initially intended to interact with you as an ordinary person, but Brother Hua, since you've treated me this way, now it's time for me to reveal my cards.

Quarter of life as a sacrifice, something for nothing! Please… Emperor Guan possess me!'"

With a swoosh, Guan Yu successfully summoned the deity, and Emperor Guan descended, godly might expelled the poison in an instant.

While Hua Tuo was stunned, Guan Yu approached with a sinister smile, 'Brother Hua, since your intentions are malicious, then go die.'

Hua Tuo was speechless, given the circumstances, how could he have the mood to do SPA?

But facing Guan Yu's hostility, Hua Tuo quickly raised his head, Wei Yan reborn: 'Hold on! Everyone knows that Guan Yu's big sword doesn't kill the old and the young, and I'm conveniently an old thing, you can't kill me! You dare not kill me!'"

Guan Yu heard this and merely gave a cold smile, 'My big sword doesn't slay the old and the young, but the world doesn't know that before Mr. Kongming died, he gave me a sealed bag, inside was a small knife gifted to me, and this little knife, Guan's knife, specializes in slaying the old and the young!!'"

Hua Tuo was astonished, 'What!? But Zhuge Kongming hasn't died yet?'"

What Hua Tuo heard as his last words on earth was, 'Then just say it was given before he died.'

After saying this, Guan Yu pulled out the small knife from behind! Swish swish swish! Chuchuchu! Whoosh whoosh whoosh! Biubiubiu! Stabbing Hua Tuo into mincemeat.

When emotions ran deep, Bai Bufan had long since immersed himself and couldn't help but take out a pen, and started poking Zhou Baowei in front, trying to make hand-made pork balls.

After a satisfying stab, Bai Bufan sighed and quietly summed up:

"This is the unknown history, buried by the passage of time."

"Hoo—"

After finishing with cadence and pitch, Bai Bufan exhaled deeply, put down the pen, his mouth dry and thirsty, picked up his water cup and took a few big gulps.

"..."

"..."

But after drinking the water, Bai Bufan realized that neither the few guys gathered at the back nor Lin Li at the front door, had made a sound until now.

Especially Lin Li, who was standing beside Chen Yu Ying's spot in the aisle, his hand still in the position of handing out deliveries, frozen with his mouth slightly agape and his expression both shocked and somewhat dazed.

"Guys, why aren't you saying anything?" Bai Bufan scratched his head, feeling a bit unused to it.

Shouldn't everyone start wildly babbling?

"Grass, a kind of plant."

"…Speechless."

"…No FUCKing words."

The person with the most respect for Guan Yu in Class Four of Grade One appeared.

Lin Li also snapped back to reality, his expression extremely complex as he walked towards the back and began distributing breakfast.

Looking at Bai Bufan, many times he hesitated to speak, wanting to and then stopping, but in the end, he chose silence once again.

This unofficial history had too many and dense points to criticize.

So many that when the brain just realizes a point is invading, the next point follows right along in muscular tandem, and when the brain figures out how to criticize the previous point, subsequent ones are already in an "after-event cigarette" sage mode.