I heard I won't survive ten chapters [Transmigration Book]

Shen Mingyuan rather hoped that this Wuxiang really cared about Master Shaogu, and could directly ignore his nonsense and drag him away to treat his injuries.bookmark our website

However, the Yiren Valley is the Yiren Valley, and expectations are still in vain. Wuxiang not only did not continue to be obsessed with Yin Zuosheng's disfigurement problem, but also happily said, "If you are really disfigured and you can't get better, I will make [-] human skins for you. `The mask is for you to wear and play'.

Almost forgot that Wu Xiang was also a lunatic.

Yin Zuosheng didn't want to go to the doctor, let alone the genius doctor from Muyun Pavilion, partly because Muyun Pavilion didn't want to see Yirengu very much.This also led to Shen Mingyuan not even having an excuse to get rid of Yin Zuosheng temporarily.

Just like that, he was taken to the nearest Yanliu Lane by a Shaogu owner and Wuxiang.

It's not for fun, but Wuxiang said that he came out this time, and he didn't bring much disguise supplies. Since he was just trying to disguise himself, he didn't have to succeed at once, so he first borrowed the help of those prostitutes and young men in Yanliu Lane. Make do with it.

Coincidentally, there are so many Yanliu Alleys and Music Workshops in the world, and Wu Xiang happened to pick the one that should not be entered.

It was one of the privately opened Feibailou.

Shen Mingyuan saw it, but didn't say anything, and didn't stop them.

Feibailou is the strongest force in information trafficking, and places like brothels are places where all kinds of secrets are most likely to be leaked, so nearly half of the famous brothels and Lefang are inextricably linked with Feibailou .

He didn't want the news that he was still alive to leak out. After all, just in case, when he left the mass grave, Wu Xiang hastily changed his face.

What Shen Mingyuan didn't care even more was that the whereabouts of himself and Yin Zuosheng were known by interested people.

On the one hand, He Xun made a deal with Yin Zuosheng and voluntarily gave up on himself after weighing the pros and cons. With He Xun's temperament, no matter how unhappy he is, he will put gains and losses first. In a short time, he will not come to him again up.

On the other hand, even if he looks like a different face, with the brains of his elder brother Shen Heguang, he can definitely guess that the stranger who is following Yin Zuosheng is himself.

If possible, I still hope to contact Shen Heguang.

He didn't even think about what to say, how to face it, and how to explain what he did if he was really found and met.

But compared to facing these things, Shen Mingyuan was more unwilling to lie to his elder brother who had done nothing wrong and never thought of hurting others on the day of the birthday banquet, in front of everyone, like he was lying to others.

As for what he saw in the Dongtian Mirror... If Shen Heguang really brought people to collect his body, he wouldn't have given birth to such a spirit flower.His repaired soul is the most convincing evidence.

A burst of strong aroma hit the nostrils.

Shen Mingyuan subconsciously raised his hands to cover his face, held his breath, and realized that he had been led into the box by two people.

At first glance, the interior decoration style is quite elegant and beautiful, but the incense is too strong, making it hard to get used to.Shen Mingyuan frowned, walked directly to the side and pushed open the window, there was some air circulation, and he finally got better.

The three of them ordered a young man with the thickest makeup to come in to accompany him. When the young man entered the door, he had an expression of innocence ready to be played to death. Unexpectedly, he was ordered to bring all the makeup things as soon as he entered the room. .

The thing about face is really unreasonable. Going to the brothel Nanfeng Building for pleasure is not a loss of face, but if some people go to the rouge shop to buy things, they will definitely suddenly have thin skin and turn red. Mutually.

Fortunately, whether it is Yin Zuosheng or Wuxiang, neither is very good at it, and it is not a temperament that has to be played when you come in. Shen Mingyuan is not worried that he will witness the scene of hot eyes, so he sat on the side and ate melon seeds leisurely. .

In this place, there may be medicine in the cakes, and there may be some fun things in the wine, but melon seeds are absolutely safe!

While eating melon seeds, Yin Zuosheng brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and put them in front of him, "Draw your original face, so that you can have a reference when you don't have a face."

Shen Mingyuan spread melon seed skin in one hand and melon seeds in the other, "I can only draw bastards, but I really can't draw human faces. Can't I describe it verbally?"

Yin Zuosheng also worked very hard, "What if the verbal description doesn't look right?"

Shen Mingyuan thought to himself that it's not like I don't look like it, so it's so important whether I look good or not?But he still held back his words, and threw the question back, "Then Master Shaogu thinks it's better to do it."

Yin Zuosheng turned his gaze to the young lady at the side, who was finally noticed and gave him a wink.

"Then try it on his face first."

Shen Mingyuan imagined his own face, and suddenly felt that his heart couldn't bear the body of a young man who was wearing revealing clothes, winking at every turn, twisting his waist and buttocks.

Before he could express his opinion, Yin Zuosheng already felt that the idea was very good, so he acted like this.

When Xiao Guan was forced to remove her make-up, she cried miserably, and those who didn't know thought it was some kind of virtue to be raped.

Shen Mingyuan said in his heart that this is not bad for you, but when the master Shaogu was playing with his heart, he didn't even care about the life and death of others and himself, you are living in the blessing and don't know the blessing.

Then continue to eat pistachios, sweet and delicious.

Sitting next to him, Master Shaogu felt displeased, "Why are you just eating by yourself?"

Shen Mingyuan just picked up a lot, and put it in his mouth to chew, "If you want to eat, why don't you return a big plate, and pick it up yourself. Hey, no, eyebrows aren't that handsome, so be more sloppy, right, right, That's it."

The owner of Shaogu sat on the chair like a little ancestor, crossed his legs and put on airs, "I never eat by myself, you pick it up for me."

Shen Mingyuan chuckled, "Before I ran away from home, I never did it myself. I only eat grapes that have been picked out of the seeds and peeled off the skin."

The bar is lifted, the slap is also slapped, the hands are not idle, and the next few pistachios become one for you and one for me, and the movements become smoother and smoother, and successfully blocked the mouth of Master Shaogu.

Although Master Shaogu was not willing to peel the fruit by hand, he ate it much faster than Shen Mingyuan. Later, he forced the other party to change to the distribution method of "one for me and you two".

While eating, he felt dry mouth, so he got up automatically and poured some tea on the table to moisten his throat. At this time, he was willing to do it himself.

Not long after, Wu Xiang finished the disguise for the young man, and a charming and gorgeous young man turned into an ordinary man with a dejected face.

Yintang's blackness, dark bags under the eyes, and malnourished thin cheeks before he died were all created vividly.

Shen Mingyuan patted his thigh, "Yes, that's how it looks."

Yin Zuosheng pursed his lips, "No!"

Shen Mingyuan: ...? ? ?

This is my face, why can't you say it's wrong?

Do you think he is not handsome enough?I have already said that I am not handsome anymore, but you have to read it, ah, crazy mind, sea needle.

He asked angrily, "Then what do you say?"

Yin Zuosheng thought for a while, ignored him, got together with Wuxiang to mutter, and then commanded, explaining to Wuxiang how to adjust the face again.

Shen Mingyuan started to nibble on pine cones, and he almost had a sense of rhythm. He concentrated on nibbling, and didn't bother to pay attention to them.

Not long after, when he raised his head, he found that Xiao Guan's face had changed back again, and he shrank back aggrievedly to put on makeup again, while Wu Xiang was holding something like pigskin and befriending him. Walked over with a smile.

Shen Mingyuan dodged subconsciously, but was held down by Yin Zuosheng.

"Wuxiang, let's do it."

When he gave the order, he was full of momentum, as if the "do it" was to kill him, not to disguise himself.

Shen Mingyuan resigned to his fate and closed his eyes, allowing Wuxiang to change his appearance, and he was mentally prepared to see another handsome face that was not at all like himself later.

About an hour passed, and he was almost falling asleep, only to hear Wuxiang say 'OK'.

Wuxiang brought a mirror over and stuffed it in his hand to let him see for himself.

When Shen Mingyuan opened his eyes, he was stunned for a while.

The face in the mirror is indeed his own, but it is not the one he directed Wuxiang to create. There are no unhealthy bags under the eyes, complexion, sunken eye sockets and cheeks, no dry and white lips and drooping eye corners due to fatigue .

This face is more like his healthiest and best-looking appearance. He has completely left it deep in his memory and almost forgotten it. The self who has not yet gone downhill and still has fantasies and expectations for everything.

The same facial features, the same eyebrows... But there have been earth-shaking changes, as if changing from one person to another.

That's what Yin Zuosheng said was 'wrong'.

"It really is much more pleasing to the eye."

Behind the mirror, Yin Zuosheng stood in front of him, smiling contentedly and complacently. The wound on his face had been treated with medicine just now, and he looked better, "Isn't this a pretty and handsome face, why do you have to look ugly Painting? Are you afraid that I won’t be able to see you?”

Shen Mingyuan put down the mirror, closed his eyes, feeling dry from his eye sockets to his throat, and couldn't speak a word.

Then shook his head, dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

He doesn't like himself, and he doesn't like his face, so how can he narcissistically imagine something like being admired by others because of his looks.

His chin was suddenly lifted, and Yin Zuosheng was dissatisfied with his appearance of wanting to cry and not laughing, and was staring at him in displeasure. The whole person seemed to be worse than him, "Shen Mingyuan..."

This was the first time Yin Zuosheng called his name.

Shen Mingyuan looked back, and hummed from his nasal cavity, listening muffled.