Chapter 113 Which one of the red rhododendrons all over the mountain is me?
Wu Ming was completely unaware of Yang Mei's unusual movements. He lowered his head in thought, half-squinted his eyes, frowned slightly in a daze, then let go, and then lay down beside the hospital bed. He felt tired, and felt that the mental consumption was very high, and he needed to
Supplement during sleep. Staying in the hospital, the surroundings are extremely quiet, and others have returned to the dormitory.
As night fell, the setting sun outside the window was hidden behind the big tree, and he also squinted at the two people in the hospital bed. The First People's Hospital was well-equipped, with an elegant and quiet environment, and it was a good place to recuperate. Yangmei's condition was recurring, which made it difficult to
Control, originally planned to be locked up in a mental hospital, through Murong Xue's arrangement, she still lives in an ordinary hospital ward without special supervision. This is also for Yang Mei's better recovery. Everyone cast sympathetic eyes on the tragedy of Yang Mei's family.
, helping within the scope of their ability. Murong Xue solved all the problems with a phone call. After she left reluctantly, she told Wu Ming to take good care of Yang Mei. Yang Mei is now mentally disordered, and strangely only feels close to Wu Ming. So
Wu Ming became a male nurse in disguise.
Time slipped away quietly. When the hospital was enveloped in night and Yang Mei opened her eyes, a gust of wind blew through the curtains, lifting Yang Mei's hair, revealing her crystal clear ears. There was a small hole in the ear, and a cold-colored word was engraved under the hole.
number.
Lifting the quilt, Yang Mei stood up and came to the window. Wu Ming was still sleeping soundly, feeling nothing. Yang Mei's eyes turned blue and she stared at Wu Ming's neck.
"Ding——" Yang Mei pulled out a hair from her head. It was silver. If Wu Ming saw it, he would be surprised, because this hair is exactly the same as the hair next to Xu Pengfei's body in the small park. Gradually approaching Wu Ming, Yang Mei's face
A look of struggle flashed through, and the hand that was about to wrap around Wu Ming's neck stopped in mid-air, biting his lip, his eyes filled with confusion, and finally sighed, turned around and walked towards the door, the silver hair in his hand disappeared.
When the door of the ward was closed, Wu Ming raised his head, stood up and followed him out. With a look in his eyes, he immediately followed. The hospital was very quiet at night. Yang Mei came out of the hospital and waved for a taxi. Wu Ming followed behind and took a taxi to the opposite direction.
The master said: "Master, follow the car in front and don't get too close."
Two taxis drove back and forth, walking on Binjiang Avenue. At night in Shanghai, the traffic was busier than during the day. The taxi driver lost track of him several times, but Wu Ming could always rediscover the taxi driver with random directions. This surprised the taxi driver.
.The car gradually drove to the suburbs. The master hesitated and said: "Brother, we usually don't go back to the suburbs. You see..."
Wu Ming glanced at him and said calmly: "Follow me, it'll be okay." The master began to sweat on his forehead when Wu Ming glanced at him. His eyes gave him great mental pressure.
The master responded and drove honestly to follow. After exiting the highway, he stopped at an ordinary house in the suburbs. A few hundred meters away, Yang Mei's taxi parked there quietly. The taxi's lights were on, but the driver was talking to Yang Mei.
Disappeared. Wu Ming frowned and asked about the smell of blood. The master next to him felt his feet weak and said in fear: "What's going on?"
Wu Ming said calmly: "You can go, how much will it cost?"
The master looked at his watch and said hesitantly: "Two hundred and five."
Wu Ming took out the money. The master borrowed the money and quickly got into the car. He didn't bother to say any kind words and drove away. The taxi gradually disappeared from sight. Wu Ming turned his head and looked at the only place with light here. It was several hundred meters in radius.
There is only one such family in Mi. The hut is hidden behind the woods. In the darkness, a little light shines through, illuminating the road ahead. Wu Ming took back his feet that were about to step on the soil and looked down to see a few red lines pulling them.
Wu Ming's eyes flashed, and the trap layout here was exactly the same as the sniper's layout method at that time. Unsurprisingly, the inference in his heart was correct. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the rattlesnake finally revealed its tail.
Wu Ming easily jumped up a big tree, hugged the trunk with both hands, and easily jumped to another tree. At this time, his eyes were full of context, and the traps on the ground were clearly visible in his eyes. Wu Ming's eyes were like a computer
, began to calculate the escape route. Soon, several methods appeared in Wu Ming's mind. He landed vertically, with his toes on the ground, flipped a few times, jumped onto another big tree, and then used the same method, so
After repeating it several times, we emerged from the woods fifty meters away.
Condensing his whole body's breath and not missing any air fluctuations, Wu Ming controlled the surrounding air fluctuations, making it seem like he had never been there before.
Through the window, I saw a dim oil lamp burning in the room. There were no electric lights or other electrical appliances. It seemed like this house was from ancient times. The furnishings inside were very simple, even a little crude. Yang Mei was in it, and she was sitting in front of her.
There was a person with his back to her, whose face could not be seen clearly. He was wearing a linen garment. There were three sticks of incense in the incense burner in front of him. Smoke rose up and lingered in the room. Sandalwood drifted out of the window, and Wu Ming's heart moved slightly.
, I felt that this smell was weird, and I immediately held my breath.
"Sir, I'm back." Yang Mei said, her voice was very cold, as if she was a different person.
The gentleman hummed and said nothing, but stepped forward to light three more sticks of incense and put them on the incense burner again. The color of the incense at this time was blue, which was completely different from the yellow one just now. Wu Ming secretly thought that it was not good, bayberry
He was going to be unlucky. With his keen intuition, he felt a trace of murderous intent. He hid it very well, and it was difficult to detect it with Yang Mei's current state.
"Yangmei, how about completing the mission?" the gentleman said calmly.
Yang Mei lowered her head and said: "Wu Ming is very strong, I am no match for him."
The gentleman snorted coldly: "Tell me, what is Wu Ming's strength level?"
Yang Mei thought about it for a while and said: "I don't know, even if I use the blood coagulation technique, I can't even hurt him at all."
The gentleman pondered: "If this is true, then the rumors may be true."
"What rumors?" Yang Mei frowned.
The gentleman sighed and said: "Wu Ming's strength may reach the legendary realm of Gang Jin."
"Impossible!" Yang Mei shouted, "There are very few people in the world who can reach the realm of Gang Jin. How old is he?"
The gentleman shook his head and said: "Some people cannot use common sense to deduce. Wu Ming is not an ordinary person. He ruined several major events of the organization, and the organization ordered everyone to kill him at all costs."
Yang Mei nodded in agreement: "What I'm saying is that if this person is still alive, I don't know how far he has grown, so he cannot leave it alone. But how can the organization kill a master who may be Gang Jin?"
The husband smiled and said: "Don't worry, the organization will make arrangements. Although Wu Ming is very strong, he has a big weakness."
Yang Mei's eyes were burning, waiting for an answer.
The gentleman continued: "Wu Ming is too affectionate. The organization is planning to target the people around him."
"What?" Yang Mei asked in shock.
The husband smiled half-heartedly and said, "Are you distressed? Do you think the organization's approach is bad?"
Yang Mei's eyes flashed, and she lowered her head and said, "I don't dare. Yang Mei accepts the organization's cultivation and will definitely live up to the organization's expectations."
The teacher snorted coldly and said: "It's good to know that since the organization can make you, it can also destroy you. Do you understand? In the future, if you perform meritorious services, the organization may be able to resurrect your parents. With the existing science and technology of the organization, it is necessary to
Resurrecting your parents is not nonsense. Recently, the organization has made great progress in biological projects, and I believe that the organization will definitely achieve qualitative development in the near future."
Yang Mei's face changed slightly, her shoulders moved slightly, and she said respectfully: "Sir, Yang Mei is wrong!"
The gentleman still did not turn around, fiddled with the ashes on the incense burner, and said with a smile: "This is the right thing to do."
Say it, sir. Turning around, Wu Ming saw the other person's true face. His face was miserable, his face looked like a wrinkled old newspaper, his face was even sallower, like paper stained with oil, his teeth were incomplete, his two front teeth were open, his mouth
None of them fit together, and they all looked to be over sixty years old. Fear flashed in Yangmei's eyes, but she still stood honestly. There was a vacuum inside the husband's linen clothes. Inside was a skinny body, and the ribs could be seen clearly, just like those in the woods.
Dry firewood. But this man's crotch was raised very high, and his eyes were filled with fiery gaze.
Yang Mei bit her lip and wanted to avoid his hand, but she was worried about anything and did not dodge. She let the other person's palm caress her body. The husband showed an excited look, and the ribs on his chest rose and fell with his rapid breathing, as if he were hiding.
Zombies in the dirt.
Pfft! The gentleman tore off Yangmei’s outer clothes, revealing her white skin and a hint of seductiveness on her chest. His palms moved slowly, and he kneaded them cruelly and roughly. The gentleman put his face against her face and used the few remaining fingers.
With a decayed tooth, Yin Hong bit Yang Mei lightly, opened his arms from left to right, and stretched his other hand into the inner side of Yang Mei's thigh, rubbing it back and forth. Yang Mei tightened her body, pushed away the gentleman's hand, and said: "Sir, we won't be here today."
convenient!"
The husband hurriedly said: "Inconvenient? Even if it's inconvenient! I can't wait any longer. I want to taste my transformed body, so hurry up and take off your clothes."
Yang Mei was hurt by her husband's palm and frowned: "Sir, can my parents really be resurrected?"
The husband hurriedly said: "Of course, as long as I say a few words, there will be no problem. The premise is that you serve me well."
Hearing this, Yang Mei sadly took away her blocking hand and allowed her husband to throw her forward. Smelling the faint scent of sandalwood, Yang Mei found that her body became hot, a wisp of black hair rose in her heart, and the ugly face in front of her gradually changed.
It was blurred and replaced by a handsome face, a familiar face.
"Humph!" Yang Mei made an emotional voice from her throat, but tears shed from the corners of her eyes.
The things before her eyes changed drastically. She slept among the red rhododendrons all over the mountain and lost herself. Red rhododendrons, what beautiful flowers they are all over the mountain! She was naked, feeling the coldness of the earth, and countless rain fell from the sky.
The petals covered the earth and soaked the bayberry. The emotion that invaded the bone marrow eroded her body and mind. She felt that she needed a strong embrace.
But why is my chest so tight? There is a big stone pressing on my chest, and my eyes are gradually blurring. Among the azaleas on the mountain, which one is me?
