Transmigrated into a short-lived widow? Cold-faced uncle fights for my life

When it was mixed with other incense powders before, Wei Jing could tell it was Tora incense.

Now when I smell this scent alone, it feels even more familiar!

The disgust in his eyes could hardly be concealed.

Such an evil thing should not have appeared in Nanjing. Now that it appears, it will definitely cause chaos...

Regardless of whether it has anything to do with Jiang Mingwei’s disappearance, this thing shouldn’t exist!

Wei Jing looked at the spice merchant in front of him with cold and sinister eyes.

Without saying a word, he raised his foot and kicked hard.

"Ouch!"

With a scream, the spice merchant rolled down the stairs!

He rubbed his waist in pain, with a look of despair on his face.

"Sir, why are you hitting me for no reason? What hatred do I have against you that you have to treat me like this?"

"What hatred or grudge? Since you are selling tulala incense, how could you not know what it is? How could you not know that it is addictive? If you smell it too much, you will become dependent on it!"

Wei Jing was furious, his eyes full of coldness.

When I mentioned Tuolaxiang, some dusty memories were touched up, with indescribable annoyance and anger...

He gritted his teeth and almost tore the spice seller in front of him to pieces!

"Just for this spice, I would even report you to the police, put you in jail, or even kill you. How dare you do that?"

When the spice merchant heard that he would be reported to the police and beheaded, he was terrified. He knelt down to apologize, banged his head and begged for mercy.

Wei Jing still glared at him fiercely, with no intention of letting him go.

Hua Cui couldn't help but be dazed.

Hua Cui and others, aren’t they here to look for the young lady? Why are they so concerned about Tuolaxiang?

And why does the Second Master look so annoyed when the topic of Tora incense is mentioned?

There was hostility in his eyes, his eyes were red, and he looked extremely angry.

Hua Cui rarely saw him with such an expression, and she couldn't help but feel scared.

He asked carefully, "Second Master, is there any connection between this Tuo Luo incense and the young lady's disappearance? Why did you look so unhappy after seeing this incense..."

Wei Jing came back to his senses vaguely, lowered his eyebrows, and hid the deep sadness in his eyes.

"No matter what... this Tuo Luo Xiang should not appear!"

As for why it wasn't possible, he had already experienced it himself.

The border war between Nanping and Beisai lasted for decades.

Every war was extremely brutal, with countless casualties.

Every day, countless wounded soldiers were carried off the battlefield. The lucky ones were only slightly injured, but the seriously injured ones lost limbs and could no longer run and chase freely like ordinary people.

I lay in bed all day, wailing and crying in agony, and even went crazy from the pain in the middle of the night.

As Wei Zhi's deputy general, he would often visit the injured soldiers in the camp.

One is to know their situation, and the other is to calm people's hearts.

Let the soldiers who are fighting bravely know that as officers and soldiers, they have never abandoned the wounded who are unable to fight!

Every time Wei Jing went there, he felt like he was heading to hell on earth.

They had already lost their will to live, and just hoped to be given a quick death. More than one person begged him to kill him and not let him continue to suffer like this...

But as a deputy general, how could Wei Jing do such a thing?

This is against military regulations!

So he could only tell them to be patient.

Once the injury is healed, everything will be fine.

He would never forget the sight of those soldiers crying in front of him.

They said, "Deputy General Wei, I can't get better! I've already lost an arm and a leg. How can I get better in the future?"

"Just kill me, I can't stand it anymore. Tell my mother that I'm an unfilial son!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the sounds of crying one after another echoed in my ears.

No matter how much Wei Jing tried to comfort her, it was of no use...

Such great despair enveloped them that Wei Jing finally fled in panic.

He couldn't help these wounded soldiers, so he could only choose to escape.

But that night, he heard the bad news.

The soldier could not endure the pain and did not want to become a disabled person in the future. After all, he was a brave young man who killed more than 20 Northern Border soldiers on the battlefield!

But in the future, I will only be called disabled...

Unable to endure such a huge gap, he bit his tongue and committed suicide.

With this precedent, more and more soldiers followed his example and hanged themselves in various ways.

Without exception, they all could not endure the inhuman pain.

Especially in the hot summer, no matter how attentive the military doctors are, there are too many wounded soldiers and sometimes they are not treated in time, and the wounds will be crawling with dense maggots.

What would it matter if I died in such torture?

What a relief!

Wei Jing couldn't imagine that they were living in such a state where life was worse than death.

His official rank was too low, and he had no choice but to ask for help from his brother, who was a soldier, hoping that he could think of ways to help these soldiers.

Wei Zhi smiled and patted his shoulder, comforting him and telling him that everything would be fine after tonight.

At that time, Wei Jing didn't know why he said that.

On the second day, he was surprised to find that even though the soldiers' wounds were still worsening, they were obviously not as painful!

The wailing in the tent also became much quieter.

A few days later, everything was getting better and better, but he smelled a strange fragrance in the tent.

It doesn't smell bad, it just feels strange.

If he smelled it too much, he would feel dizzy, but also like walking on the clouds.

Wei Jing's intuition from his many battles on the battlefield told him that something was wrong with the spice!

So I immediately reported the matter to my brother, hoping that he could help deal with it.

But Wei Zhi only showed a gentle smile as usual on his face. He reached out and patted his shoulder, looking at him with helplessness and doting in his eyes.

He sighed and said, "Second brother, you are good in every way except that you are too upright. This is a good thing, because it shows that you are a loyal person, but you have to be flexible in doing things. Their pain is now halved, all because of the spice!"

"I asked them to use it. If they don't, they will just live in pain every day. Is this what you want to see? You can say that you are overdoing it, but I am doing this for their own good."

Wei Jing was stunned. He didn't expect that this spice was ordered by Wei Zhi!

Later, he finally found out what the spice was.

It is a spice from northern Cyprus that can numb pain and even cause hallucinations, but it is extremely addictive!

It is a rare thing in Northern Sailai. Because its effects are too insidious, few people use it and it is almost a banned drug.

But Wei Zhi actually found it and used it on his own soldiers.

This should have been wrong, but seeing that the faces of those soldiers were less filled with despair and pain, and no one was crying and shouting about dying, Wei Jing fell into confusion...

Is it right or wrong to use this medicine?