[Quick Transmigration] 100 Ways to Treat Neuropathy

The original good atmosphere was broken, Wu Ming and He Chen both looked at He Ye with some embarrassment.

He Ye couldn't help feeling a little pain in his heart when he saw the way the two looked at him.

At this moment, he has never felt so clearly that he is redundant.

Master will always only look at brother.

As long as my brother is still in this world,

Master only has elder brother in his eyes.

Once such an idea was born, it kept entrenched in He Ye's mind and couldn't get rid of it.

He Ye twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at the two people in front of him coldly, and said without emotion: "Then... I wish Master and brother grow old forever."

Turning around, he left without looking back, leaving behind two people who were a little stunned.

Looking at He Ye's lonely back, Wu Ming suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

...

The next day, early in the morning, He Ye and He Chen packed their luggage and prepared to leave the grave. During this period, the two of them had a tacit understanding and did not mention what happened last night.

Before leaving, Wu Ming personally helped He Chen tie the sword, and checked it carefully from beginning to end.

When Wu Ming caressed the sachet he made himself, his eyes touched the light blue knot that he tied on it himself, and he couldn't help being a little gentler.For that sachet, the spices inside were selected by him, and the sachet outside was made by him himself, and he personally tied a concentric knot on it.

It means being united forever,

Never be separated again.

"He Chen, do you know the name of this sachet?" Wu Ming looked at the sachet and asked in a low voice, with deep reluctance in his eyes.

"Huh?" He Chen asked.

Because Wu Ming's voice was too low just now, He Chen couldn't hear what Wu Ming said clearly.

Wu Ming pursed his lips, looked up at He Chen, and sighed.

"Ten miles of red makeup..."

"The name of this sachet is Shili Hongzhuang, do you remember?"

Looking at Wu Ming's appearance at this moment, He Chen actually felt that he was like a fragile ceramic doll, as if it would shatter into pieces with the slightest touch.

This thought made He Chen palpitate, he couldn't help hugging him tightly, buried his head on Wu Ming's shoulder, and hummed heavily in a nasal voice.

"I remember."

"I will come back to marry you...with ten miles of red makeup..."

While talking, He Chen increased his strength in hugging Wu Ming.

That strength was like trying to insert Wu Ming into his body.

"Come back and marry you." He Chen emphasized again.

In the last sentence, He Chen said it very lightly but with an extremely serious expression, as if he wanted to engrave it into Wu Ming's heart.

He Ye, who was standing in the distance, looked at the dazzling scene in front of him, and couldn't help turning around and looking down at his feet.

While watching, he was rubbing the grass under his feet.

But no matter how much he stepped on, those grasses with extremely tenacious vitality could continue to emerge from his feet, endlessly.

As if mocking him.

Some ideas, once created, can never go away.

No matter how much you suppress it, it just keeps popping up.

Like... like the tenacious grass underfoot right now.

Thinking of this, He Ye looked at the grass under his feet and suddenly grinned.

Since you can't suppress it, then don't suppress it at all!He Ye thought.

Once he had figured this out, He Ye looked at his master who was still being hugged by his brother in the distance, and showed a bright smile.

"Brother, master, hurry up and leave after making out, I'm still waiting for your wedding wine." He Ye smiled and said in the direction of the master.

Listening to He Ye's urging in the distance, He Chen closed his eyes, kissed Wu Ming's forehead lightly, and then reluctantly separated from Wu Ming.

"Wait for me, I'll be back soon." He Chen said softly.

"Let's go." He Chen waved to He Ye who was standing in the distance.

Wu Ming stood where he was, watching He Chen and He Ye leave.

Wu Ming didn't turn around until he could no longer see the figures of the two of them, and walked towards his bamboo house.

In these years, he had always lived with the two brothers, but suddenly they all left. Facing the silent bamboo house, Wu Ming felt a little lonely.

"Hey, you are acting like an empty-nest old man who lacks care." A somewhat beating tone sounded in his mind, like a mouse dropping into the meal, and the sad atmosphere just now was overwhelmed. broken.

Wu Ming's forehead twitched. Mr. R didn't come out for so long, he almost forgot the existence of this.

Looking at the teapot on the table, Wu Ming poured himself a cup of tea that He Chen made for himself in the morning, sat on the bamboo chair outside, half-knocked his eyes and said: "If possible, I would like to follow He Chen went to protect his safety together."

Mr. R said in a beating tone, "There is no other way~ Why is it that you are in a period of weakness that is rare in ten years, so you can only cultivate your body in the tomb with peace of mind~"

After hearing this, Wu Ming asked worriedly, "How long will this period of weakness last?"

"Hmm..." Mr. R thought for a long time before giving a rough answer, "It's about three months."

Wu Ming frowned slightly when he heard the words, "Can't it be shortened?" For some reason, he always felt that something big was going to happen in these three months.

Mr. R: "Oh, brother, your force value is so against the sky. If the period of weakness can be shortened, then it is simply a bug in human form. Are you going to heaven?" Wu Ming: "..." I understand the truth, you can't be good speak...

Mr. R: "Hey, anyway, just wait for He Chen to come back and marry you. Once again, I wish you a happy wedding."

Mr. R's blessing made Wu Ming feel strange.

However, once he fell into a weak stage now, any strong man outside could kill him, and even if he went, it would be He Chen's hindrance.

He had no choice but to wait for He Chen to come back.

It should be... I am overthinking, right?

Wu Ming could only comfort himself like this.

...

Fortunately, He Chen's visit was not silent.Every few days, He Chen would use the specially trained pigeons to send notes to Wu Ming.The content of the notes is generally very small, and most of them are irrelevant things.

But in this way, Wu Ming can feel at ease enough.

Every time He Chen wrote a note, Wu Ming neatly put it in a box of his own.After a long time, the paper strips piled up to be as thick as fingers.

When Wu Ming has nothing to do every day, he likes to spread out the notes that he kept before, and then read them over and over again in the palm of his hand, as if he will never get tired of reading them.

As the days passed day by day, Wu Ming's greatest joy every day was to look up at the sky and wait for the white figure in the sky besides mixing incense.

One night, Wu Ming was sitting at the table with his chin tucked in, reading a miscellaneous note, when he suddenly heard the sound of flapping his wings.

Wu Ming immediately raised his head with his eyes brightened, and when he turned around, he found that the carrier pigeon was standing by the window, pecking his feathers with his head down.

"Little Ge, thank you for your hard work." Wu Ming's mouth curled up involuntarily when he saw the scene in front of him.As he walked over and raised his hand to touch the pigeon's head, he untied the note from the pigeon's leg.

Holding the note in his hand, Wu Ming couldn't wait to unfold it with excitement, and read it by candlelight.

"The great revenge has been avenged, and I will marry you in three days."

After reading it, Wu Ming took a while to react.Then, the whole person covered his mouth and laughed softly.

Just ten words, but it made Wu Ming so happy that he couldn't help himself.If possible, he was thinking of running ten laps around the bamboo forest to calm his mind.

Wu Ming, who was dazzled by joy, didn't notice that He Chen, who had to leave his name every time on weekdays, this time the signature was blank.

...

Since Wu Ming received the news at night, he was so excited that he couldn't sleep.

If you can't sleep, then don't sleep at all.

So energetic, he began to decorate the sword mound.

Although he asked He Chen to prepare ten thousand hectares of fertile land and ten miles of red makeup, in fact, Wu Ming secretly prepared these things very early.

He will not say that he has been looking forward to this day for a long time.

Not to mention the ten miles of red makeup, even the wedding dress Wu Ming quietly found someone to make it a year ago, so this time, it can be said that Wu Ming is fully prepared to marry him off.

Perhaps it was because he was too happy in his heart, Wu Ming felt that his sense of weakness had gradually subsided and his previous skill had recovered by [-] to [-]%, so he decorated it even more happily.

Joy needs to be shared with someone.When Wu Ming couldn't find someone to share with in the empty Sword Tomb, he harassed Mr. R.

Wu Ming: "Mr. R, does this embroidery group look good here?"

Mr. R: "..."

Wu Ming: "Mr. R, how high do you think the silk and satin on the bamboo should be hung?"

Mr. R: "..."

Wu Ming: "Mr. R, how do you say that the one on the sword mound should be hung to have an artistic sense?"

Facing Wu Ming's ruthless harassment again and again, Mr. R finally couldn't stand it anymore, he roared angrily: "Wu Ming, this is a sword mound! Sword mound! Can you respect the sword! Can you!!! "

But Wu Ming didn't hear it: "Oh, then I'll hang it in a crossed way, so that it looks more magical and can give people a sense of visual impact."

...

Fortunately, this kind of harassment didn't last long. Three days later, the entire Sword Tomb was decorated with joy by Wu Ming.

The Sword Tomb, which was originally a little cold and desolate, became less cold and more humane because of the red decorative silk and satin.

Wu Ming was like this, put on his wedding clothes early in the morning, stood at the entrance of the sword mound, and waited.

On the periphery of the Sword Tomb, there were fine snowflakes floating all the year round, Wu Ming just waited like this, even if the snowflakes floated on his body and wet his clothes, he couldn't attract his attention at all.

After all, his body was still in a weak stage, coupled with the overdrawn physical strength these days, Wu Ming gradually felt that his eyes were gradually blurred, and his whole body was stiff.

But even so, he still stood there because he knew that there was someone he was waiting for.

...

"Smiling!"

A familiar cry woke Wu Ming up a lot. With some effort, he opened his red and frozen eyes, and saw the familiar figure he had been waiting for.

Afterwards, the figure in front of him gradually enlarged, and Wu Ming felt that his whole body fell into the embrace of that person.

"Hanxiao, why are you so cold all over, how long have you been waiting?"

He Chen hugged Wu Ming in his arms, like hugging a popsicle, He Chen couldn't help frowning, and hugged Wu Ming even tighter.

Wu Ming opened his mouth, and said with some difficulty: "Don't talk, talk about this, this, you, don't you want to marry me?" As he spoke, he trembled.

He Chen looked at Wu Ming's lips that had been blackened by the cold, and raised his hand to rub his lips.He Chen didn't stop until there was a trace of blood on the rubbed, and lowered his head to gently kiss Wu Ming's lips.

The kiss was so sincere and careful, as if treating her most precious treasure.

After a quick kiss, He Chen stuck out his tongue and licked the chapped corners of his mouth, then rubbed Wu Ming's flushed face with his own face, and said dotingly, "Well, I'll marry you." .”

Without waiting for Wu Ming's reaction, He Chen squatted down and picked Wu Ming up, and walked towards the bamboo house.

Along the way, He Chen could see the sword mound carefully decorated by Wu Ming. The red silk and satin stretched from the periphery of the sword mound to the depths of the bamboo forest.

"If this silk and satin is considered a dowry, then I will marry you with ten miles of make-up." He Chen looked at Wu Ming in his arms and said with a smile.

Wu Ming was hugged by He Chen at this time, and his whole body became much warmer. He also smiled and said, "Then the whole Jianzhong can be regarded as a thousand acres of fertile land?"

"Haha" He Chen said with a smile, "Then I am now a thousand acres of fertile land, and ten miles of red makeup come to marry you, will you marry or not?"

"Marry, how can you not marry with such a generous dowry?"

At that time, bursts of chatter and laughter came from the bamboo forest, which added a bit of warmth to the cold Sword Tomb.

He Chen carried Wu Ming into the bamboo hut, and found that Wu Ming had prepared everything for the bridal chamber. Looking at the groom's clothes on the side, he covered his mouth and smiled and said, "Smiling, you are really thoughtful in preparing, I wonder if you have prepared a glass of wine?" ?”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a jug of wine on the table.He Chen walked over and took a closer look, and found that the jug was made of high-quality white jade, and a plum blossom was painted on the body of the jug, which looked exquisite and beautiful.

Now that everything was ready, He Chen, Dongfeng, obediently went to change his clothes without saying a word.

He Chen's trip was full of travel and dust, and it can be said that he was in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to remove the sword from his body.

At this time, He Chen was eager to change his clothes, so he put the sword on the table, and put the sachet tied around his waist aside.

Smelling a somewhat sweet scent at the tip of his nose, Wu Ming looked at the sachet He Chen put on the table, and his heart skipped a beat.

It turned out that He Chen really married him with "ten miles of red makeup" as promised.

Withdrawing his gaze from the sachet, watching He Chen change clothes in a hurry, some of them even changed the order, Wu Ming could only smile and shake his head, and went to help He Chen change the clothes patiently. Dress well.

As soon as the clothes were put on, He Chen couldn't wait to hold Wu Ming's hand, and asked with a smirk, "Then, should we pay homage to get married first, or go straight to the bridal chamber?"

Wu Ming had never seen such a side of He Chen, so he felt a little strange.

Looking sideways at the glass that had already been poured on the table, Wu Ming looked at He Chen, squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "How about we start with the wedding night?"

He Chen replied with a smile: "Of course I listened to Madam."

Wu Ming raised his hand to pick up the exquisite wine glass, and crossed He Chen's wrists.

When the cool wine glass touched Wu Ming's lips, He Chen suddenly said: "Drink this glass of wine, then we will be husband and wife."

Wu Ming looked at He Chen with a smile on his face.Then he raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass.

Feeling the mellow wine slowly reaching his stomach from the tip of his tongue, Wu Ming felt his body warm up a lot, and even his cheeks were flushed.

Wu Ming's body is usually incapable of drinking, but now after drinking a glass of strong wine, he suddenly felt a little dizzy, and unconsciously leaned his whole body on He Chen's body.

He Chen gently supported the person in his arms, and sat on the edge of the bed.Afterwards, He Chen put his hands behind Wu Ming's head and let Wu Ming lie gently on the bed.

Wu Ming felt his mind was in chaos, his hands and feet were weak, and even the person in front of him had a double image. Wu Ming half-closed his eyes, and said in a daze, "He Chen, why... I feel so dizzy."

He Chen watched Wu Ming's reaction until he confirmed that Wu Ming's whole body was really weak at this moment.

The whole person bent down, and pressed Wu Ming's hand tightly with both hands.

Then he lowered his head and whispered in Wu Ming's ear: "Master, are you really unable to tell the difference between me and brother?"

This sentence was like a thunderbolt, and Wu Ming's pupils shrank dramatically.

Before he could say anything, He Ye bit his lip.While biting lightly, he said in a low voice: "Master, look, I am very powerful, so powerful that you didn't even realize that I am not my brother."

Afterwards, he let go of the bloodshot lips that were bitten, and looked up at Wu Ming with such an obsessive expression, "Master, you look so beautiful now."

Until now, He Ye had time to take a closer look at Wu Ming's appearance.Wu Baibai's fair skin and bright red wedding clothes are very impactful, and the whole person is as beautiful as walking out of a painting.

At this moment, due to the power of the medicine, Wu Ming's hands and feet were weak, and he was struggling to even speak a word, let alone resist.Looking at the crazy He Ye in front of him, Wu Ming closed his eyes, and said weakly, "He Chen...He Chen...where is he? And that sachet...how did you get He Chen's sachet? of?"

After He Ye heard this, he chuckled and replied, "Sachet? What I want, I will naturally get it by any means, even if it is robbery!"

"As for brother?" He Ye tilted his head, showing a somewhat puzzled expression, "Shouldn't Master care more about himself now? Why should he care about brother?"

After saying this, He Yexiao picked up a lock of Wu Ming's long hair with interest, put it on his lips and kissed it, "But it doesn't matter, soon, Master will only remember me, Master will soon remember me." , will only look at me."

"Master probably doesn't know what he just drank, it's something that can make Master forget everything, everything...everything."

After He Ye finished talking about all this, he seemed to feel that it was not enough, and added: "By the way, this thing is very difficult to make. I prepared it very hard. There is a medicine guide in it that was made with my brother's painstaking efforts. Heartbleed."

This sentence pierced Wu Ming's heart like a knife.Wu Ming looked at He Ye with fear in his eyes. For the first time, he realized that the person in front of him was not the apprentice he had been leading for ten years, but a poisonous snake!A poisonous snake that is entwining its prey, hissing and spitting snake letters!

But this is not terrible, what is even more frightening is that Wu Ming really feels that his memory is disappearing from his mind little by little.That kind of process is the most painful, it is not a sudden disappearance, but a little bit of passing away from my mind.You can feel it disappearing, but you can't help it.

Seeing that the things he had spent with He Chen in the past ten years gradually disappeared, and even the memories of the previous world and the previous world were blurred, Wu Ming began to feel frightened.

When a person knows that he is awake, he will become an idiot who doesn't remember anything and knows nothing. Anyone would be terrified.

He Ye looked at Wu Ming's whole body full of fear and tears, and a pity suddenly rose in his heart, but it didn't take long for He Ye to hear the name from Wu Ming that made him jealous .

"He Chen...He Chen...He Chen..." Wu Ming kept shouting with empty eyes.

Master... Even the last thing in your memory is your brother?

He Ye heard Wu Ming's low voice, his eyes became darker and darker.

"It doesn't matter, Master, I will let you remember me well and look after me well." He Ye smiled.

...

In his mind, Wu Ming appealed to Mr. R for help with his last consciousness: "Hurry up, save me, hurry up!"

Mr. R was terrified when he saw the unexpected situation in front of him, "Big brother, hold on for a while! I'm already looking for a solution, hold on, big brother!"

Wu Ming: "...in another 10 seconds, I won't even remember myself."

Mr. R: "..."

Hearing such an exact figure, Mr. R knew that he would not be able to catch up if he tried to find a way, so he could only suggest helplessly: "Then bite your tongue and kill yourself...I will take you directly to the next world."

Hearing the solution, Wu Ming exhausted his last strength, bit his tongue and killed himself. Feeling the liquid gushing out of his mouth and the severe pain it caused, Wu Ming fell into darkness...

When He Ye woke up, looking at the already cold body beside him, he couldn't help being taken aback.

"Master, you are so clever, you were able to die beside me silently." He Ye said while touching the dried blood at the corner of Wu Ming's mouth.

The blood around Wu Ming's mouth flowed from the corners of his mouth to the back of his head. When He Ye lifted his head, there was a large amount of shocking blood on the back of his head, stained on the red wedding bed, it was so dazzling.

"Master, do you really want to be with me that much?"

Knowing that no one answered, He Ye still asked stupidly.

Afterwards, He Ye hugged Wu Ming's already cold body, walked out of the bamboo house, and walked barefoot in the direction of Jianzhong.

There was still fine snow floating around the sword mound, and the silk and satin hanging by Wu Ming had already been covered by snow, as if nothing had ever happened.

"Master, can I bury you here?"

He Ye looked at Wu Ming's lifeless face and said.

The crime of Brother Sha, the crime of Master Sha.

"I, He Ye, really deserve to die."

He Ye put Wu Ming down lightly, and then randomly pulled out a nameless sword from the mound of thousands of swords.

"In that case, I will accompany you."

He Ye closed his eyes, put the tip of the sword against his chest, and slowly inserted it in. His expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see the slightest pain, as if what was being inserted was not his own body.

The sword mound was still falling with fine thin snow, which gradually covered the two people who fell in the snow.

Ten Miles of Red Makeup

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