The Good Wife of Transmigration is Difficult

Xiao Momo couldn't calm down when she thought that because of her, not only did her master suffer from hunger, but she could also make him lose his shape.

In fact, he had already thought of a risky way before, but he hadn't made up his mind to do it. Now it seems that he can't help himself to look forward and backward.

He took another look at the master who hadn't moved since he put him in a practice posture, turned his head, and disappeared in front of the sweeping flower tree.

When he reappeared, he had already arrived at the place where fine wine was stored in this small world, and found the fine wine brewed from the petals of the viburnum he saw blooming thousands of years ago, which was also recorded in "Story of Foreign Objects" Qiongye Yulu.

As if he had made up his mind, he put the small jar of fine wine in his hand, and then disappeared again.

Then he appeared in front of the Qionghua tree again, pulled out the special wine stopper on the small wine jar, took a sip of the wine, helped his master to pose in the most suitable position, and slowly sent the wine into the other jar. in the mouth.

Seeing the wine entering the master's mouth, he even saw the master's throat move slightly, presumably he was swallowing?

With the help of Qiongye Yulu, it is estimated that the master will get out of the state of being fascinated by Qionghua soon. It is not that he does not know the efficacy of Qiongye Yulu, which makes people dream for thousands of years.

But judging from his previous experience, it can at most allow the person who drinks it to have a good sleep, and then have a unique dream.

If the owner of the dream can crack the dream, it will bring rich rewards, especially in terms of practice, but if it can't be cracked in the dream all the time, then it can only wait for the dream to end by itself. For this kind of result, the dream will be of great help. Dreamers are not helpful, and certainly not harmful.

So when the monks were walking around, everyone loved this wine very much. After all, drinking it was equivalent to giving themselves a safe and secure secret place.

If you can break through, it will naturally make people happy. If you can't break through, you will just sleep longer, and there will be no harm to your body. If it weren't for the fact that the cultivation of viburnum is not so easy, it is estimated that drunken people are everywhere in the cultivation world. people.

The master chose to use Qiongye Yulu this time because it can directly make the master fall asleep.

Who can imagine that the master has not heard from him in the past few months because of Qionghua's influence?

His reaction has slowed down, but it does not mean that he is resting. In fact, he has never closed his eyes. Even a monk, that is a great burden. If the master can fall asleep, everything is easy to say.

Especially if she falls asleep, the original influence of Qionghua can be undone naturally.

He hesitated before because if the master spends too long exploring the dream, or if he sleeps for several months at a time, then even if there is a difference in the flow of time between the space and the outside world, the time he stays in the space will naturally flow. longer than he should have been.

After the master went out, he also had to explain to those outside where he went after he disappeared, which would make the master very passive.

But then the situation became more and more serious. Xiao Momo knew that if he didn't adopt his idea, the master might face more serious consequences, so he made up his mind.

Seeing that after the master drank the fine wine, the breath of the whole person became calmer. It was no longer the indifferent calmness that was so frightening that people were thousands of miles away. The current master made Xiao Momo feel familiar. , more lively.

After helping the master to a stone couch, Xiao Momo began to watch over him with a good look, hoping that when the master woke up, he could directly talk to him, apologize to him, and confess his mistakes, hoping can get his understanding.

He kept guarding like this for several days, maybe his previous luck was really bad, but now his good luck is finally coming. On the fifth day of guarding, he first saw the master's fingers move, and then Eyelashes flutter.

His heart directly rose to his throat, how he hoped that the next moment, Master, he would be able to get up from the stone couch!

As if he had heard a prayer, Wu Hui really opened his eyes very soon. He stretched his arms, then sat up from the stone couch, and said, "Sleeping so comfortably! What can I say? Are you so hungry?"

Xiao Momo's expression was really surprised and happy, tears were hanging from the corners of his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were raised, and he said directly: "Are you hungry? Master, wait a moment, I will prepare something for you go!"

The tone of the words was raised a few degrees, and just after the words fell, the whole person disappeared in front of Wu Hui, obviously, as he said, he went to prepare food for Wu Hui.

Wu Hui sat on the stone couch and looked around. He remembered that he was obviously not on this stone couch before.

Moreover, the surrounding environment seemed strange to him at first glance. Judging from his good memory, it was obvious that he had never been here before.

He remembered that he was forced by Xiao Momo to see some kind of rare flower, what kind of flower was it?He couldn't remember very clearly for a while, could it be that he was so hungry that he even starved out his memory?

He shook his head, desperately trying to recall the past, oh, he finally remembered, that kind of flower is viburnum!

He remembered that after seeing Qionghua, he was dizzy all over, and his memory after that was very vague, he could only roughly remember that Xiao Momo helped him move his body a few times.

But after thinking about this detail, the doubts in his heart deepened, it was really strange, what happened to him at that time, why did he need Xiao Momo to help him move his body?

As for when he fell asleep and how he slept on this stone couch, he even lost his vague memory.

The only thing he remembers deeply is that he had a strange dream, dreaming that he returned to modern times.

I successfully graduated from graduate school, and then followed my mentor to the National Institute of Agriculture and Forestry, starting as a basic researcher.

I know more and more friends, and meet all kinds of people, but I have never met the love and marriage partner I want.

Because he was an orphan, he had no family to urge him to marry him, so he lived a leisurely life.

In terms of career, because of his hard work and hard work, he has been a project leader since he was a researcher, and then he has become a master of related majors all the way. He has even started to name Wu Hui internationally, which is considered extremely successful.

But whenever he dreamed back in the middle of the night, he always felt a little regretful, as if he could have gone another way, and he shouldn't be the only one in bed.

Finally, he began to grow older and his hair was graying. The students and juniors he led had grown up and gradually took over his work.

When he reached the age, he retired like other colleagues and lived a leisurely retirement life. From time to time, he went to guide students, or went to the university to take a few classes to see those young children. He felt sincerely in his heart. happy.

Another 20 years have passed, and he is old enough to take care of himself. His students often come to visit him, hoping to take him to live with him, but he politely declines.

On the last day, he sensed certain signs in advance, tidied himself up, greeted the students, and then lay down on the recliner in the yard of the old house where he had lived for many years.

Looking up at the blue sky, the bright sunshine, waiting for the last moment to come.

When he was dying, he seemed to hear someone asking him in the dark: In this life, do you have any regrets?If so, what is your biggest regret?

How can people have no regrets?As long as he is born, he will have worries. What is his biggest regret?

A certain technical difficulty that has not been overcome?Growing up in an orphanage, alone in this life, without even a parent?

No, no, he knew that his biggest regrets were not those, so what was it?he asked himself.

Yeah, what the hell is that?Who was the cause of feeling lost from time to time?Shouldn't he be accompanied by someone who will accompany him for a lifetime?who's that person?Where is he now?

He found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't think of the other person's face and name.

It seemed that the waiting time was too long, and he heard the voice ask again: "You haven't answered, is it because you have no regrets?" "No!no!It's not that he has no regrets, he just... just forgot the most important person.

When he thought that if he didn't think of it immediately, he might never see the other party again, his heart hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe. There is only one vague syllable "A Feng..." next to it.

The two words were very light, but it seemed like a thunderbolt struck down. He realized that he had regained consciousness from his dying state, and everything around him was receding rapidly. His hair color changed from white to black, and his skin was no longer what it was before. relax, but become tight again.

The colleagues he knew and the students he taught passed in front of him, appearing and disappearing quickly.

The further to the back, the faster time flowed backwards, and he found that he couldn't see the appearance of the people around him, only saw a person flashing and disappearing beside him.

In the end he regressed back to when he was still in school, and he did experiments with the mentor who treated him very well.

He found himself in a very strange state right now, as if he was an outsider, watching another self busy in the laboratory.

And a little far away, another classmate in the laboratory whose name he has forgotten is doing a relatively dangerous experiment.

He watched helplessly as the man's hand trembled, and then the medicine in the tweezers fell directly to the ground and began to burn violently.

The man seemed to be frightened, and ran away by himself, while his instructor was still standing aside, looking at the instrument intently.

This scene made Wu Hui's eyes tear open, and he wanted to shout loudly: "Teacher, get out of the way, it's dangerous!"

But he found that his current state was a bit like a soul state. No matter how loud he made, the teacher didn't respond at all, and the other people in the laboratory were the same, indifferent to his shouts.

What should I do after all?Just when he was so anxious that he didn't know what else he could do to prevent the tragedy from happening, he suddenly remembered another self who was still in the laboratory, and what could be better than "myself" Reliable?

He tried to move his erratic figure, and finally moved himself in front of the "other self". At this time, the fire next to the teacher was already very strong. Wu Hui knew very well that this drug was terrible. What happened is not just spontaneous combustion, it will explode in a small area after enough hydrogen is produced, and its power cannot be underestimated. Thinking of this, the urgency in my heart is even stronger.

He stretched out his hands and touched the "other self" tentatively. The difference this time was that he felt that he had touched an entity this time. With a strong suction, the whole person was sucked into the body of "another self".

When he realized that he could control his body freely, he yelled directly: "Teacher! It's dangerous, be careful!"

When the teacher looked up at him in surprise, he had already rushed forward a few strides, pushing the person forward, and then he heard a "bang" sound from behind, and he heard voices from all around him. exclamation sound.

He knew that he couldn't escape this time, but if he wanted to ask him, would he regret it?He will immediately answer: No regrets!

He felt a sharp pain in his back, head, and chest, and then he lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I found that I had separated from my body again, floating into the air, and the surroundings were in a mess.

Someone went to get a fire extinguisher to put out the fire. After all, there are a lot of dangerous chemicals in the laboratory. If they ignite all of a sudden, the consequences will be disastrous.

And his teacher went up to look at him, and when he saw another brother who was carrying out the experiment shaking his head at him, he fainted.

He didn't go to the accident center at the first moment, because he was afraid of seeing his own miserable state, and wanted to do some psychological training before going to see it, but he encouraged himself several times, and he still didn't dare to look there.

In the end, seeing the sad look on the teacher's face after seeing it, he mustered up a little more courage and planned to take another look. Finally, when he cast his gaze over it, he realized that the emergency doctor had arrived at the scene at some point.

They lifted his body out of the accident center, and he saw that there was a particularly large wound on his back, which was bleeding all the time. After all, his back was directly hit by the frontal impact of the drug explosion, and his forehead and chest were also injured. He was bleeding all the time, probably affected by some fragments from the explosion, the blood was gurgling all the time, and his face was as pale as paper.

Finally, he heard the busy emergency doctor shake his head and say: "The wound is too big, the blood loss is too much, and there is still a large wound in the heart. Once the fragments on it are taken out, the aorta will be cut. There is no way."

After finally waking up, the teacher heard the doctor's words, as if the death row prisoner who was waiting for the verdict finally got the exact verdict from the judge of the final trial, his figure staggered again, and his back was bent.

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