[Quick Transmigration] 100 Ways to Treat Neuropathy

Smell the reassuring sandalwood and the light wood pulp smell of paper that lingers in the nose.Wu Ming's consciousness gradually changed from chaotic to clear, and he slowly opened his eyes.

What caught the eye was the milky white bed curtain embroidered with various beautiful patterns.The bed net is hung on the big bed made of rosewood, and various exquisite hollow patterns are carved along the edge of the bed.

Those patterns seem to have been carefully designed by carpenters, complicated but not crowded.

Wu Ming propped himself up with his hands, rubbed his eyebrows, and tried to make his consciousness clearer.

This is a room full of scholarly atmosphere. The four treasures of the study are neatly placed in the room, and the bookshelves filled with various books occupy most of the space in the room. If Wu Ming doesn't know the original body, he must feel that this is A room for literati.

However, even a person with a little better observation ability will probably realize that the owner of the house is not a book lover when he sees the thick layer of dust accumulated on the books.

That's right, Wu Ming's current body is not his own.It was the original owner of this room, Hu Xin's body.

Because he was bewitched by the devil, he pursued the perfect and extreme incense and accepted the devil's conditions ----------- an unforgettable story for him.

What's ridiculous is that when he was thinking hard about how to do it, that person told him when he just passed out that he didn't need to do anything, just follow his prompts and don't do things that are too contrary to the character of the original owner.

Thinking about it this way, this errand is not particularly difficult.After all, that person gave him the original owner's memory, and he only needs to follow the person's instructions step by step to get what he wants.

Wu Ming began to sit on the bed, slowly recalling the memory of the original body.

The original body was not born in a scholarly family, on the contrary, their ancestors were butchers who killed pigs and sold pork.

The butcher didn't know what kind of good luck he had, the business grew bigger and bigger by accident, and finally he became a tyrant and married a pair of sisters to live happily ever after.

But people, the more they lack something, the more they want to get something.Because the butcher used to be a pork seller, he was always ridiculed by others for being uneducated.

However, he did not know a few big characters.That's why the man established the ancestral precepts before his death, saying that future generations must read the Four Books and Five Classics, and be a literati and not an uneducated vulgar person.

The sad thing is that under such ancestral precepts, not many gentlemen and scholars have been educated, but a lot of dandy children have been produced.What eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, cockfighting and bird walking, watching operas and listening to music, none of them were left behind.

And it was even worse when it was the original body's turn. I don't know what curse this generation has suffered. Besides him, no other man was born, so he became an only seedling.

My father ran around all day talking about business, and my mother loved me very much, and I was born with a golden key in my mouth.Without any conception, he was raised as a waste, a dude among dudes, a fighter among dudes...

Wu Ming felt that sooner or later this family would be finished...

Just thinking about it, a maid came running outside, seemingly in a hurry.

"Young master, you are awake. Your friend outside wants to see you."

There was also a tray in his hand, which seemed to be prepared for himself.

Before Wu Ming could reply, a frivolous voice came from outside.

"Oh, I said, little beauty, what are you doing running so fast, I won't eat you~"

As soon as the words fell, a few luxuriously dressed people strode in swaggeringly, completely treating this place as their own home.

One of them fanned his fan, his eyes still fixed on the maidservant at the side.

"Hey, third brother, let me tell you that the maids in your house are pretty good-looking too."

After finishing speaking, taking advantage of the maid's inattention, she touched the maid's waist, and then said softly, "This feels really good too."

The maid was only at the age of cardamom, so she couldn't stand such teasing, she blushed like a ripe apple, and because of her status, she couldn't say a word of rebellion.So he could only put the tray on the table with grievances, and said with red eyes: "Young...Young master, I put the snacks on the table, and Madam asked me to pick up the fallen leaves in the courtyard. I...I will go first."

After speaking, he planned to run away as if to leave.

But she didn't know that this reaction was the most likely to arouse the molesting desire in the dandy's heart, so those few people refused to let her go, and blocked the door tightly.

"Little beauty~ Your master didn't even say anything, isn't it a little bad for you to leave in such a hurry?"

"That's right, little beauty, what are you doing in such a hurry to leave?"

It should be said that those few people were all born with golden keys in their mouths like Wu Ming, and they have never done any rough work, so they should look good.It's a pity that I have to pretend to be a hooligan, which makes people displeased.

Although Hu Xin is a fighter among the dudes, his heart is not bad, he is just playful.Seeing the servant girl looking at him with red eyes as if begging for help, Wu Ming stood up and straightened his clothes and walked towards the door.

"Second brother, didn't you say you asked me to go out to play? Let's go quickly, otherwise it would be too boring to waste the good time on my maid." Wu Ming said to those people casually.

Those people really just wanted to make fun of the servant girl, and they didn't intend to really waste their time here, so their attention was quickly diverted.

"Third brother, let me tell you, a fighting cock that came from abroad recently is really hot, let's go and have a look today..."

"Oh? What's your name?"

"God of Fighting!!!"

"Then let's go and have a look."

...

For the next half month, Wu Ming went out to hang out with his brother every day, and never did anything practical at home.Wu Ming is not disgusted by this. After all, as a perfumer, he often went out to collect materials in search of spices and inspirations, but now these experiences are beyond the experience of ordinary people.

And he probably gradually understood the purpose of that person to arrange him here.

On this day, Wu Ming overslept and didn't go out in a rickshaw until the afternoon.

When drinking tea yesterday, I heard from my eldest brother that a new troupe has come to the Ximen Theater, and there is a play to be rehearsed, and the roles are all red.With great difficulty, he snatched up three tickets and asked himself if he wanted to go. Before leaving, he specifically told himself not to be late.

Sitting on the rickshaw, Wu Ming rested his chin on his hands and urged the driver anxiously, "Run faster, I will pay less for running so slowly."

In fact, he was not very interested in opera in his original body. For him, watching opera is like reading a book, it is something that can hypnotize people and make them drowsy.And he himself is not very interested in going to the theater, but yesterday, the voice that hadn't appeared for a long time suddenly told him: "Go to the theater"

The simple three words are like giving orders.

So Wu Ming complied, and said that he was very curious to see what kind of medicine was sold in the man's gourd.

Under Wu Ming's constant urging, the hard-working driver finally ran to the theater. At this time, there were still people standing at the door checking tickets.

Looks like it's not too late.

Wu Ming took off the hat he was wearing, casually took out a few coins from his bag and tossed them to the driver, and walked quickly to the ticket gate to check the tickets.

Without too much delay, Wu Ming quickly entered the theater and went upstairs to the private room that had already been reserved by his elder brother.

In the private room, the eldest brother and the second brother were already sitting by the window.The eldest brother saw Wu Ming come in and hurriedly pushed the empty chair aside.

"I said third brother, I thought you weren't coming when you haven't arrived, but I've been waiting so long. It's not easy to drag you out to watch a show."

The second brother also echoed: "Yes, yes, Nuo, I brought some miscellaneous notes on the table to prevent you from being bored. I also prepared snacks, so don't fall asleep for a while, here are all A big man, with no curtains to hide..."

Wu Ming dragged the chair over and sat down, nodding his head in response.

After receiving the promotional program list, Wu Ming discovered that the opera he sang this time was "The Romance of the West Chamber".

Wu Ming watched a movie version when he was bored before, so he can probably understand what the plot is about.

But Wu Ming was dumbfounded after the opening, because he found that he didn't understand what they were singing at all...

I've seen a lot of face-changing, fire-breathing, or fighting scenes before. Wu Ming has never seen this kind of scene where almost the whole process is full of singing.

Helpless, at this moment Wu Ming was too embarrassed to sleep in front of the public, so he could only rest his chin on his hands and watch the audience perform, as if he was watching a pantomime.

Not long after, when Zhang Sheng on stage finished his part, it was Cui Yingying's turn to appear.Applause immediately erupted at the scene, and even the second brother beside him pulled Wu Ming to praise with excitement.

"Did you see it, did you see it, that is the most popular corner here, look, look, how beautiful it is! It really is 'the face of the country and the city, the face of Xizi Taizhen'!!!"

Wu Ming followed the line of sight of the second brother and looked down, only to see that Yingying was wearing a light blue costume and exquisite makeup, singing this song with grace.

Wu Ming felt that this person was average, not as exaggerated as the second brother said, so he quickly turned his eyes to look at the matchmaker beside Cui Yingying.

That person's face was not inferior to Cui Yingying's, and he was wearing a pale pink costume and was holding Yingying's hand and singing something.

When Wu Ming saw this, he was in a daze.

Seeing his every frown and smile, every waving of his sleeves, every movement, Wu Ming also began to sing along with him unconsciously.

"The high-rolling red curtain burns the treasure tripod, please Zhang Lang alone..."

It wasn't until the matchmaker left the stage that Wu Ming gradually came back to his senses, staring at the direction where the man disappeared, feeling a little lost.

Suddenly, the man spoke, and it said, "Follow him."

The voice was like a thunderbolt, and Wu Ming was completely awakened, so he immediately told his eldest brother and second brother to come out of the private room in a hurry, and ran in the direction of that person.

"Oh, my lord, this is the backstage of the troupe, you can't go inside." After a handyman found out that Wu Ming wanted to break in, he hurriedly tried to block Wu Ming's way.

However, how could a mere handyman stop his pace.Wu Ming took out a wad of money from his pocket and stuffed it into the man's hand, then pushed him away and continued to follow.

The man was left counting the money in his hand in surprise, thinking that today he really won the big lottery.

...

He Chen looked at the person who suddenly opened the door and barged in, a little surprised.But after looking at this person's clothes, he knew that he was a big shot.

He Chen didn't call out, but asked with a smile: "My lord, what's the matter for you to come here?"

He Chen's original voice was surprisingly delicate, which made Wu Ming feel a little relieved.

Facing He Chen at this moment, Wu Ming was also a little flustered.Hearing that voice at that time, he followed up without thinking, but after following up, that person did not instruct him to make the next step, which made Wu Ming stand in front of the door at a loss what to do.

Seeing that the man didn't respond, He Chen didn't continue to question him. He turned around and sat on the stool and began to remove his makeup on his own. The atmosphere became more and more embarrassing...

"You, you are quite beautiful." Looking at He Chen who was taking off his makeup in front of the mirror, Wu Ming couldn't help but said suddenly, but just after he finished speaking, Wu Ming wanted to strangle himself to death.

What are you talking about! ! !Today's weather is really good and much more normal than this sentence!Did I really not bring my brain out when I went out today? ! ! !

"Uh, I mean you sing operas, and you sing operas very well." Wu Ming hurriedly remedied.

Unexpectedly, after He Chen heard this, he turned around and laughed lowly, "My lord, you are really making fun of me. Compared with beauty, the corner next door is much more beautiful than me."

The corner next door naturally refers to Cui Yingying who is on stage today.

Wu Ming doesn't even remember that Cui Yingying's appearance very much now, so he retorted confidently: "But I don't think so, I think you sing better than him, and you are also beautiful."

Hearing such praise, He Chen's smile froze a bit.

"But no one praises me." There was a bit of regret in his tone.

Looking at He Chen's appearance at this moment, the young master Wu Ming blinked his eyes and said with an innocent face.

"I support you."

"Snapped"

It was the sound of the comb in He Chen's hand falling to the ground.