My husband is a little brother [Grave Robber Notes]

Trembling.

After a long time, he spoke with difficulty, "Our, child?"

She reached out to cover his hand to transmit strength to him, reassuring him, and said softly, "Yeah, it's been almost three months."

As the sun fell, he showed his first smile these days, and the cold expression melted and dissipated in an instant, Ling Shuang stared blankly.

Amnesia 4

After breakfast, the three of them sat in a circle, and the younger brother stood in the middle of the crowd to watch. They began to discuss the younger brother's treatment plan. The three of them insisted on their own opinions and talked a lot.Although Ling Shuang is a medical student, his professional knowledge is still too weak for mental illnesses. For memory loss, he only has folk remedies heard in TV dramas in his mind.Why use things to stimulate stimulation and give him loving care.

Fatty thinks this method is the most feasible, "The reason why the local method is the local method is because it is about to be lost, and ordinary people can't learn the essence of it. Anyway, there is no other way now, so it's better to give it a try. "

Wu Xie didn't refute, but touched his chin and said, "To be on the safe side, you can try a small knife first. But, where can I find something that can stimulate him?"

After he finished speaking, he and Fatty both looked at Ling Shuang. Ling Shuang was puzzled, and Fatty clapped his hands and said, "Hey, isn't this the best irritant?"

Wu Xie clicked his tongue, shook his head and denied, "No, the two of them have been getting along for some time, but the little brother still didn't think of anything, so it's probably useless."

The fat man said, "Is it not fierce enough?"

Ling Shuang: ... Blame her for not being exciting enough.

Wu Xie thought, "Maybe, the source of amnesia is not in her, we have to change the direction."

The fat man nodded reasonably.

Wu Xie glanced at the little brother who didn't know when he left to go to the store in the front hall to look at his collection, and asked Ling Shuang: "I remember you said that he lost his memory once, that is, when he was in Qixing Lu Palace, my little brother." Brother doesn’t remember you either, so you should know why he lost his memory, and then how he remembered you.”

Fatty was at a loss when he heard this. He hadn't met them when he was in the hostel, and when he knew about her relationship with the younger brother, the younger brother admitted that they were husband and wife, which really surprised him. Can you still find a wife?In the end, he blamed it on the problem of appearance. He is handsome, and it makes sense.

Ling Shuang quietly looked at the little brother, and found that he was relieved after not hearing the discussion here, and said softly: "Shh, keep your voice down, I didn't tell him about the memory loss last time, I just said I met him there, you two don't expose me."

Wu Xie didn't understand, "Why did you hide it from him?"

Ling Shuang waved his hand helplessly to signal him not to ask, "Boudoir fun, boudoir fun, you don't understand."

Wu Xie raised her eyebrows: "Oh."

The fat man twitched, "Oh."

Putting this question on hold for now, Wu Xie did not forget to remind her: "You haven't said how my little brother lost his memory last time, we have to investigate the source and start from the root."

Ling Shuang lamented in her heart, how did she know? Although the little brother had indeed lost his memory at that time, the other things about forgetting her and being a husband and wife were all made up by her. The key is that the two of them still believed her words Doubtful, seeing two pairs of sincere big eyes at this moment, she felt guilty for no reason.

She tried her best to recall the plot she didn't know much about, and tried to find some useful information.

After hesitating for a while, the fat man couldn't help but say, "You don't know, don't you?"

Wu Xie looked at her in surprise, she panicked, patted the fat man's shoulder with a dry smile and said, "How is it possible~ what are you talking about, fat man, it's been too long, I can't remember clearly, give me time and I'll take care of it." Think about it."

Wu Xie felt strange: "Is it a long time ago? It seems to be more than a year since we met now? How long did my brother lose his memory before?"

Ling Shuang wiped off the non-existent sweat with guilt, and said with a serious face, "Brother, the point is not here, the point is why the little brother lost his memory. I suddenly remembered that his surname is Zhang, and now he is called Zhang Qiling. He comes from an ancient family. There are many talented people in the family, all of whom have unique skills, and they can probe acupoints with two fingers."

What she said made sense, and the two listened carefully, motioning her to continue.

Quickly digging out the memory of the little brother's life experience in her mind, she continued: "The people in their family value the pure blood most, because their blood is special, detoxifies and deworms, and nourishes the skin. It can be called precious blood."

Fatty felt strange, "It turns out that this precious blood is inherited."

Wu Xie got to the point, "Then what does this have to do with my brother's amnesia? Could it be related to his blood."

Ling Shuang put on an expression of how smart you are, and had to say that Wu Xie's IQ is still online, "It's almost inseparable. According to my guess, this symptom should be inherited from his family. People need to get a precious thing. Losing another equally precious thing, he still looks like a little brother at such an age, of course there is a price to pay, isn't it?"

In fact, this is just a guess made by her in conjunction with the original work, and she is not sure if this is the case.

The fat man sighed and then sighed, "Tsk, the price of preserving youth but not remembering anything, the fat man suddenly feels a little bit sympathetic to the little brother."

Wu Xie frowned. If it was inherited from the family, it would be troublesome. Maybe he needs to be replaced.He asked again: "Is there a solution? How did my brother remember it later?"

She thought about it seriously and said: "I don't know about this either. It seems that I went to a few tombs with you, and then slowly, I remembered it bit by bit. As for how much I remembered, he didn't tell me. .”

Wu Xie: "Are we going to take him to visit those Qixing Lu palaces, Xisha seabed tombs and so on?"

The fat man rolled his eyes and complained, "Come on, didn't you blow up all these tombs?"

"Hahahaha!" Ling Shuang laughed out loud, and gave Fatty a thumbs up, "Fatty, you've got the truth."

Wu Xie was angry and helpless, unable to refute, but isn't it all for saving his life?He wasn't the only one who dropped bombs. The fat man dropped more bombs. Not a single snowflake was innocent.

Wu Xie interrupted the conversation between the two, "Ah, ah, can you talk about business? Where can we go and find a tomb for him, and he may not have been there, otherwise it would be useless."

After laughing enough, Ling Shuang put away all her playful thoughts and said to the two of them, "I know a place."

"where?"

She said seriously, "Banai."

The clues she provided were actually what they explored all the way in the plot, and she couldn't say more about it later, and she didn't know about it.

"Banai..." Wu Xie murmured and felt a little familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly had a clever idea, and said to wait for him, then ran to the side drawer and took out a book, flipped through it, and came back to point to it. The yellowed part of the page said: "Look, Banai! There is a map in Chen Wenjin's notebook, and there are several place names on it, and Banai is among them!"

The fat man murmured, "Is there any connection between Chen Wenjin and my little brother? What does she know? But Chen Wenjin...can't get an answer now."

Wu Xie stared at the other places on the map thoughtfully, "We have already been to several places here, and now Banai is in front of us again, if there is nothing wrong, we must go there next. Yes. Chen Wenjin sent me a video tape to lead me to see the notebook, and then went to the West Queen Mother’s Palace. How do I feel about it... It seems that Chen Wenjin and the others know everything about us. She is clearly not dead, but she has not died for decades No. And the third uncle... No, he should be called Xie Lianhuan now, all of this is too unbelievable. What are they planning, why don't they let me know, and... who is it?"

As he spoke, he brought up the doubts that had been buried in his heart for a while, and his face became more and more serious.

Ling Shuang and Fatty looked at each other, made eye contact, and said what's wrong?Magic Blade?

The fat man shrugged, and patted Wu Xie on the shoulder to reassure him, "Why do you think so much, if someone wants us to go like this, then let's go like that, let's go and see if it's a ghost or a monster."

Ling Shuang nodded, "Yes, your third uncle, Xie Lianhuan, Chen Wenjin, they are all in the same camp, and they will never harm you. If you don't know what to do now, then follow their plan, and then find out from it. Answer."

Wu Xie tugged at the corners of his lips to the two of them. He was not that fragile. After this period of tempering, he was no longer the stunned young man he was back then.He also has this plan in his heart, no matter what, he must seek the truth and find the real third uncle.

After discussing for a long time, they finally had a direction, and they will go to Banai after a while. With a "ding dong", the mobile phone next to her beeped, she opened it, and saw a text message sent to her by a strange person without notes, and clicked on it.

[A-Ning was placed in Yucun, a deep mountain in the south of Fujian Province. She woke up and knew that you saved her, so she stayed there, feeling at ease. ——Sishuang]

Ling Shuang helped her forehead, why did she forget this matter, maybe pregnancy makes people's memory decline.Yucun... Isn't this the place where my little brother lives in seclusion for the elderly?It even occurred to him that it would be possible to take her there.

It's just that he has done so much for her, and she feels uncomfortable.He hesitated for a while holding the phone, and sent him a message back.

[Thanks.When are you going to go back? ]

She paused after knocking it down, then struggled to delete the second half of the sentence, then typed the word "thank you" and sent it.He has plans whether to go back or not. If she asks, she means to urge him. What qualifications does she have?

There was another "ding dong", and he quickly returned