Ming Yu

The drizzle outside the window fell on the tiles of the opposite roof, splashing one after another; the rainwater flowed down the eaves, starting like broken beads, and gradually connecting into a line.The world seems to be shrouded in a thin layer of smoke, a misty one.

Jun Wulei slowly opened his eyes, unable to adapt to the light for a while, squinting slightly.With the body regaining consciousness, the pain became clearer little by little, but within a tolerable range.

He sat up and felt the thick bandage on his chest.He looked down and saw that the bandages were wrapped from the neck down to the toes, and he was wrapped into a big white rice dumpling.Listening carefully, through the heavy bed curtain, it seems that someone is talking in a low voice.

"Wu Lei was seriously injured this time. All the tendons and veins of his body were severed, and his bones, muscles and internal organs were severely injured. Thanks to you for healing his injuries and bringing him back to the Chalcedony Palace along the way, he saved his life. Subordinate I have used 'Canglong Tears' to help him fix the broken bone, but it has been a hundred days since the injury, so I can't move it casually." A young man's voice sounded like spring stones, very pleasant.

"Then when will he wake up?" Another person spoke, his voice was hoarse and sexy, as if it was like throwing gold and jade, and it was like fine wine.

"Just now, my subordinate checked his pulse, and he should wake up within a couple of hours." The young man replied respectfully.

"Using 'Mosang Dragon Tears', will there be any side effects?" The man pondered for a moment, then asked again.

"'Canglong Tears' is hard to find in the world, and there are very few records about it in ancient medical classics. The only record in the Medicine King Sutra once mentioned: Canglong Tears, rotting muscles, living broken bones, has the magical effect of bringing the dead back to life. This time Wu Lai is in danger and his life is in danger, his subordinates can only gamble, they are not fully sure, as for the side effects, they don’t know, they can only play by ear.”

"Well, you have worked hard these days."

"Please ask your subordinate to look at the injury for you."

"I'm fine, you should step back first."

"But……"

At this time, there was a crashing sound on the bed, the bed curtain was quickly pulled aside, and two people appeared beside the bed almost at the same time.

Jun Wulei blinked, and the two peerless faces instantly magnified in front of his eyes, he couldn't help being dazed, and forgot what he was going to do.

He looked at the man in black robes with handsome features, pointed to the man in black costume beside him, tilted his head and smiled maliciously: "Brother Zhu, who is the beauty next to you?"

The two were all petrified, the man in Tsing Yi's face turned pale, he secretly glanced at the livid-faced man beside him, and said cautiously: "Don't you remember who he is? Then do you know who I am?"

Jun Wulei was stunned for a moment, his expression was both helpless and funny: "I was just hit by a stone when I was fighting with that dead snake, but it's not that I lost my memory. You are the high priest of the demon realm, and you are also a highly myopic person. The high priest who served the gods, the question is too untechnical."

"But this is the first time I've seen this beautiful young man." Then, he whistled softly at the man in black, smiling very sincerely (obscenely) and sincerely: "Looking at it from a distance, it's as bright as the sun rising into the morning glow." Looking at it closely, it is as bright as a flower coming out of Lubo. If the shoulders are shaved, the waist is as plain as a promise, the quietness is like the moon covered by light clouds, and the movement is like snow returning to the flowing wind. I think the mask on the young master's forehead is also full of personality and real. She is a peerless beauty of a generation, Xiaosheng is lucky to see her today, and I will have no regrets in this life!"

Zhu Shou coughed so loudly, and out of the corner of his eye, the face of the person next to him was as dark as the bottom of a pot. There was a feeling that you were finished and your life was over.

"Your Majesty, Jun Wulei, is now a Dharma protector. I don't know what to call this young master?" Jun Wulei straightened his back. If he hadn't been made into a big rice dumpling, he should be shaking his folding fan lightly in his hand, acting like a suave noble son. Pai, "If a beautiful son appreciates his face, I will sweep the couch to greet you in the next day, burn incense and cook tea, and have a small chat with the emperor in front of the court, and talk about life freely."

"He said it wasn't amnesia..." Zhu Shou muttered softly, wishing he could stop that idiot's mouth.

"This is the person you swear you can cure?" Ming Yuyun raised her eyebrows, turned around, and looked at his high priest, with a palpitating chill in her voice, "I don't think it's better than a coma."

Zhu Shou looked at the white rice dumpling on the bed who propped his chin and stared at Mingyu with a squinting smile, and for the first time felt the urge to touch his forehead!

After the rain, the sky cleared, the blue sky was as clear as washing, and there was no cloud in the sky.

Ever since Jun Wulei learned that the beautiful young man he saw when he opened his eyes was the demon king Mingyu, he was a little bit hesitant while being excited.That night I actually suffered from insomnia, looking at the ceiling and sighing endlessly: "Beauty, beauty, it's a pity that it's a rose with thorns all over its body, a phoenix in the sky, it's too tall and cold, it's hard to chase after, hey..."

Later, he learned from the attendants beside him that he had lived in the Chalcedony Palace for a while, and his eyes lit up. In other words, he had sex with that Phoenix beauty? !Haha, then this matter is much easier to handle!

He felt like he had won the jackpot, so excited that night he ate two big bowls of rice and three big chicken legs, and finally went to bed contentedly.

Every morning, Zhu Shou would come over to check his pulse, perform acupuncture, massage, and soak in medicinal baths for two hours.

After poking his obviously fatter face, the high priest said disdainfully: "There is still a vegetable leaf on his teeth."

Jun Wulei gritted his teeth with a sneer, hiccupped, and then said slowly, "Can you prescribe me some pills for digestion, I've been a little full lately."

Zhu Shou gritted his teeth: "Honorable Master raises you like a pig. He eats three meals a day plus supper. I don't know how much medicinal food you eat. His Majesty really cares about you very much."

Glancing at the other party, Jun Wulei knew that this person was slandering her in her heart, she raised her eyebrows and smiled treacherously: "Tell me, if I confess my love to the beauty now, will he accept me?"

Zhu Shou said angrily: "I told you before, let you stay away from him, why are you still stubborn? Hey, have you really lost your memory?"

Jun Wulei laughed loudly, stepped forward and hugged Zhu Shou's shoulder: "Good brother, don't get excited. How dare you lie to our high priest, I really forgot, I really don't have any memory of the past, every day The first time I think about it, my head hurts like it's about to explode, I really don't lie to you!"

"Really?" Zhu Shou looked suspiciously at the monkey hanging on his body, and snorted through his nostrils.

"Really, really! I swear to God, liars are puppies!" Jun Wulei immediately raised up three fingers, as if to keep his loyalty and history.

Zhu Shou opened the medical bag, took out a few thin silver needles, burned them with wild goose fire, pinched the end of the needles on the Baihui, Fengchi, Shangxing and Dangyang points on the top of Jun Wulei's head A needle fell.

"So today, you still can't remember anything?"

"I can't remember it." Jun Wulei shook his head nonchalantly, as if it didn't matter if he couldn't remember it, with his legs crossed, he took out a copy of "Shan He Zhi" from somewhere and read it with gusto.

Zhu Shou became angry when he saw the appearance of his second ancestor, and said through gritted teeth: "That old dragon has lived in the deep mountains and old forests for more than 3000 years, and eats snakes, rats, insects and flies on weekdays. I don't know if there is something wrong with it. Who do you say It’s not good to forget who, why did you only forget about the old man, the Lord?”

"Tsk tsk tsk, this posture, ha..." Jun Wulei muttered to himself, his eyes were shining, his expression was weird, and he had a kind of lewd feeling, "If a beauty can do this, hehe..."

Zhu Shou stopped the needle, leaned over curiously, looked twice, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Jun Wulei!" Lei Ting roared, the air was suddenly compressed, and the maids outside the door covered their ears.

Jun Wulei rubbed his aching ears, smiled and put down the little yellow book sandwiched between the pages of "Shan He Zhi". In the painting, there are two fuzzy villains, one crouching under the other, the important parts covered by several A leaf was cleverly covered, and two lines of poems were neatly written in lower case in the blank space——

The long street is long, the fireworks are numerous, you turn on the light to look back; the short pavilion is short, the red dust is rolling, I will sigh again.

After a while of flying around, the hall finally returned to calm.The maids outside the palace covered their mouths and snickered, saying that the relationship between the high priest and the master is really good, like brothers who grew up wearing the same pants.Every time the high priest came to see the doctor, the master became much more energetic and no longer drowsy all day long.

After noon, after finally finishing the medicinal bath, Jun Wulei lazily sat beside the table of the Eight Immortals, waiting for the maid to wipe the drops of water off his hair.

"You said I was injured to save Mingyu?" Jun Wulei picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

"Yeah." Zhu Shou froze, looking at him expectantly: "Why, did you remember?"

"No." Jun Wulei raised his head, yawned a big way, tears flashed in his eyes, and smiled suddenly, "I just feel lucky that I succeeded, otherwise I'm afraid I'll hate myself for the rest of my life."

After drying her hair, the maid added another kind of incense to the censer, bowed to the high priest and said, "High priest, according to your instructions, I have lighted the incense for calming the mind and calming the mind."

Zhu Shou waved his hand casually, and the maid exited the room, closing the door gently.

The fragrance of bluegrass spreads little by little, lightly filling every corner of the house.

"Xiao Shoushou, I'm sleepy, let's sleep for a while." As Jun Wulei said, he lay on the desk with his head on his arms, sleeping in a shapeless sleep.

Looking at his sleeping profile, Zhu Shou suppressed the smile on his face, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth became a bit cold...

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