Chapter 1352

"Cough... Red plum, pearl..." at this time, a cough came from inside, and he was slightly stunned.

Suddenly looking around, he was standing on the way of a person, wearing a hat. The black gauze in front covered his face wrapped with gauze. No one knew who he was, and he didn't know who these people were?

His thoughts came to a sudden halt.

Why is he here?

What happened to that woman... That stupid woman... That stupid woman?

He didn't know what would happen inside when he opened the door? But it just stopped, everything stopped.

When the wind blew, the black yarn floated, and a corner of his face appeared. The child who just passed by looked at the person under the hat, a piece of white, nothing. He was so frightened that he shook and cried.

He was stunned. Is he a ghost?

After standing for a long time, he couldn't distinguish reality from dream. He turned around and hurried back with his memory.

After walking for a long time, I finally came to the carriage.

The medicine boy fell asleep by the carriage, wheezing and drooling. The adult

He came over and stretched out his hand to open the carriage door. The adult also fell asleep. Hearing the sound of driving the carriage, Wu Yong suddenly stood up. As soon as he saw the man covered in black yarn, he was stunned. Looking at his clothes again, he realized who the visitor was.

Wu Yong hurried down from the carriage and bowed, "you've finally come back. We've been looking for you for hours."

The medicine boy woke up with a splash of saliva when he heard the sound and hurriedly said, "you're back at last, otherwise I'll be killed by the master."

Wu Yong glared at the drug boy and said, "nonsense again!"

"I'm hungry." He said.

"Yes, there is an inn here. We have booked two wing rooms. Go and live in the room first. I'll ask the waiter to send food upstairs." Wu Yong said.

"Two liang of wine." He said.

"That's not true!" Wu Yong hurriedly said, "your face is not completely good now. Don't be spicy, especially don't touch wine, otherwise you're afraid of causing skin ulceration. It's bad at that time, so you can't touch wine anyway."

"..." he listened, said nothing, and walked to the inn.

Wu Yong beat the medicine boy. The medicine boy hurried forward, led him in front and said, "come with me, here."

He followed Yaotong into the wing room all the way and saw Wu Yong go to get food. While cleaning up the room for him, Yaotong said, "I beg you. Don't disappear quietly in the future. I was beaten several times by the master today. It hurts me."

"Then you look after me." He said.

Upon hearing this, the medicine boy said, "you... You are not a child..."

Bang Bang

At this time, the door of the room rang, and the medicine boy quickly shut his mouth and motioned him not to betray himself.

Wu Yong pushed the door open. Behind him, a small second-hand man carried a light meal and said, "Sir, this is your meal."

"Go down." Wu Yong drove the waiter away and said to him, "there's no one else now. You take off the hat, otherwise it's inconvenient to eat."

He took down his bamboo hat, looked at the food in front of him and asked, "what will I look like in the future?"“ This... There is no way to predict the humble position. When you take off the white sand cloth, you can see. " Wu Yong said that in order not to look the same as others, he didn't adjust it according to who's appearance. He completely relied on his own skills to replace all parts of his face

Repair, so he can't predict what it will eventually look like.

"Are you afraid of becoming very ugly? My master really made a man very ugly. Later, the man couldn't stand it. He stopped communicating with his master and spoke ill of him everywhere. " Seeing his dark eyes, Yaotong blurted out.

"You stupid donkey!" Wu Yong patted him on the shoulder and scolded, "don't scare people."

He reached out and touched his face and said, "I don't remember what I looked like before. I completely forget it. Therefore, it doesn't matter what I look like in the future."

"Forgetting your past is a good start." Wu Yong said, "when you get it, you have a new look. You won't feel uncomfortable. You just feel like a new life."

"Not all the past can be forgotten, nor should all the past be forgotten." He murmured, and a thought flashed through his eyes.

Wu Yong and Yaotong looked at each other, but they didn't know what he was talking about. They said, "you can have a rest as soon as you finish eating. We have to hurry tomorrow morning."

As the emperor ordered, the farther away from the capital, the better. Contact him after settling down.

"Yes." He nodded and took the chopsticks.

The next day, before dawn, the three set out.

He sat in the carriage, curled up in a ball, looked out of the window through the opened carriage curtain, and the medicine boy opposite was holding his life extension pill in his arms. He slept heavily and his head kept moving.

The sky is still gray. I can't see anything. I only vaguely see the shadow of some trees.

Occasionally, the wind blows. The wind is very cold. It blows on people's face, which is very comfortable.

However, he still prefers the winter wind. The biting feeling stabbed his face and hurt him. That feeling is more real.

"Childe, do you have any place you want to go?" Wu Yong sat in front of the carriage and asked.

Anyway, the Emperor didn't specify a place. He just said that the farther away from the capital, the better.

"Where I want to go..." his eyes became distant and said, "is it possible to go back?"

"Past?" Wu Yong was stunned and said, "childe, you'd better say a place you can go."

"So, it's where you can go, not where you want to go..." he said, with a bitter smile on his lips.

"Yes, people can't do what they want, but do what they can." Wu Yong said.

"Qizhou." He said.

It is said that it is his mother's hometown.

"Qizhou?" Wu Yong nodded and said, "OK, let's go to Qizhou! Drive! Drive! Drive! " He brandished his whip and lashed his horse on the back, raising his hooves and galloping forward.

He put down the curtain of the carriage, lay on the tiger skin, held his body in his hands, and slowly closed his eyes.

He seemed to hear crying, coughing, and some miscellaneous sounds that gave him a headache.

Occasionally he opened his eyes. He didn't know where and when he was. Sometimes he felt that everything was true, and sometimes he felt that everything was false.

When you reach out and touch a face, it will disappear like a moon in the mirror. Sometimes you touch your own face, and that face will disappear. He didn't know which world he was living in.