Number One Ugly Husband

After Tang Bu and the others left Jin Lingrui's team, life was very difficult. Everyone on the construction site knew the bad things they did, and everyone excluded them. Everyone shouted and beat the mice.

Coupled with Bao Ye's playing tricks, Tang Bu and the three seemed to be living in hell, but in just two days, the three of them were haggard to the point of being inhuman, with sunken cheeks on both sides.

They tried to beg Tang Lin and Tang Kaiji's forgiveness, but it was difficult even to get close to Jin Lingrui's team, let alone get close to them.

Bao Ye was very satisfied with the result, and when the flood receded, he would find a place out of sight of his adoptive father to eliminate future troubles forever.

Thinking that no one will trouble his adoptive father in the future, he is very happy. As long as he can get through his adoptive father's spiritual veins, it doesn't matter if he can't find his father and the founder of the Shenli Bureau.

"You seem to be very happy in the past two days. What good things happened?" Dong Ling Ce saw Bao Ye whistling and giggling while refining medicine, and was very curious about what made him so happy.

Baoye glanced at him: "I am very happy when I think of leaving you."

As long as he leaves this world, he can stay away from this mental illness and never have to be teased by him again.

"Are you really so happy to leave me?" Dong Ling Ce narrowed his eyes: "But, do you think you have the ability to escape from my grasp?"

Bao Ye said confidently, "If I want to leave, no one can stop me. If I want to hide, no one will be able to find me."

He is 30 years later, Dong Ling Ce wants to find him, unless he goes to the era when he existed.

"Your words aroused | my interest, I really want to know how you escaped from my palm, and where you hid so that I can't find you."

Dong Ling Ce raised the corners of his lips jokingly, and then, he saw Bao Ye finishing the last three beads of herbal medicine, and the melanoma on his right face disappeared as quickly as the sea water washed up on the beach and then receded.

"Finally finished." Bao Ye exhaled, looked at the ten barrels full of medicine, and said with a smile: "It should be enough."

While observing his face, Dong Ling Ce asked calmly, "Why are you refining so much medicine?"

"I wanted to use it to poison you to death, but unfortunately it's not poison." Bao Ye got up and walked towards the door.

Dong Ling Ce immediately asked, "Where are you going?"

"Of course I went down."

Dong Ling Ce stopped him without thinking, "No."

He thought that Bao Ye was his slave, and only he could see Bao Ye's true face.

Doubt flashed in Baoye's eyes: "Is there anything else?"

Dong Ling Ce asked: "You don't want to see what your face looks like after it's healed?"

"What do you think? Is my face suddenly healed again?" Bao Ye couldn't help touching the right cheek, and said in surprise, "My face is really healed?"

He touched the left cheek again, the sarcoma was still there: "Strange, why is it always only half?"

Dong Lingce remembered that last time when Baoye looked in the mirror, the right side of his face would immediately return to its original shape, so he took out a mirror and said to him, "Now you can take a picture of what you look like."

Bao Ye picked up the mirror.

Dong Ling Ce stared at him closely, watching him point the mirror at himself, but the right side of his face still looked fine and tender.

... Why didn't it change back to the original one time, isn't it the reason for looking in the mirror?

Dong Ling Ce frowned lightly, and then heard Bao Ye say in disbelief: "How is it possible!? How is it possible?"

"How is it possible?"

Bao Ye rubbed his right cheek in the mirror with a shocked face: "It's still there, it's still there."

God!

The ugly slave looks exactly like himself 30 years later.

what's the problem?

Could it be that his body was also passed through?

However, how to explain the extra memory in the brain, and how to explain the melanoma on the face?

No, not him.

He can say with certainty that this is definitely not his body.

Dong Ling Ce stood up: "What's wrong with you?"

Bao Ye put down the mirror abruptly, and glared at Dong Ling Ce angrily: "Is it you, is it you who cast illusion on me?"

Dong Lingce raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Are you looking stupid? That's right. After seeing your ugly face for so many years, and looking at your good-looking face now, you will feel that you are amazing. It's not surprising that you look stupid. .”

As soon as Bao Ye heard this, he knew that Dong Ling Ce hadn't used illusion. Alas, he felt that he was going to be made neurotic by Dong Ling Ce, and now he had to suspect everything on Dong Ling Ce.

He touched his right cheek, is this really an ugly slave?

If it's really an ugly slave!

and many more!

Could the ugly slave be his father?

When Baoye thought of this possibility, his whole body became strange.

If it was really his father, it would be miserable.

He took over his father's body, how could he fall in love with his mother?We can't let him fall in love instead of his father.

Oh, it's scary to think about it.

Bao Ye rubbed his face vigorously.

But the ugly slave's surname is not Bao, and his fucking vision is not so bad. He looks at such an ugly face, uh, or is he falling in love with the face after the melanoma has been eliminated?

But having said that, is his real father really surnamed Bao?

His adoptive father never said his father's name, maybe it wasn't Bao.

By the way, his adoptive father said that he looks like his grandfather, and that ugly slave should not be his father, but why do they look so similar?

Dong Lingce saw that his expression changed back and forth, he was surprised for a while, frightened for a while, relieved for a while, and puzzled for a while, he was surprised, but seeing his true face, as for Have so many ideas?

"What are you thinking?"

"I need to take it easy." Bao Ye put down the mirror and sat on a chair beside him. He thought that the reason why his soul couldn't leave this body was probably because he looked exactly like Ugly Slave.

What about the ugly slave's soul?died?Reincarnated?Or do you lose your mind?

Before he came here, Ugly Nu was fine, but after sleeping, he turned into him.

"What's there to slow down?"

Bao Ye pinched his chin, looked at Dong Ling Ce and said, "I'm so handsome!"

"Compared to my appearance, you can only be regarded as ordinary." Dong Ling Ce sneered: "You are half normal and half abnormal now. You might as well look better if your whole face is full of sarcoma."

He used an illusion on his face, and in the past few days, everyone saw that Bao Ye's face was still the same ugly face as before.

Baoye rolled his eyes at him: "It can't compare to you, uncle, it's alright."

Just then, there was noise from downstairs.

what's going on? Baoye walked to the window, and there was a mess underneath: "I'll go down and have a look." "

He used teleportation to come down, and everyone's attention was focused on other places, so they didn't see Baoye's arrival.

Dong Ling Ce saw that the red string bracelet on his wrist was shining again, and couldn't help frowning: "It's shining again."

Downstairs, Bao Ye glanced into the crowd, there were six people lying there, each of them had black spots on their faces.

His heart sank, the plague came.

"What's wrong with them? Why did they suddenly pass out?" The slaves began to discuss: "What's the matter with their faces? It's so scary, will they be infected?"

"You know medicine? Quickly find someone to show them."

"I know a little bit about medicine." Someone stood up immediately.

The person who stood up was a thin, high-ranking male slave. He immediately stepped forward to examine the patient: "They have a fever, and their bodies are so hot. Please find cold water to de-heat them."

Someone asked: "Then what are the dark spots on their faces? Is it contagious?"

The male slave frowned: "I have never seen such a situation."

"Will that be contagious?"

"It will definitely be contagious." Suddenly someone answered in the affirmative.

Baoye and the others looked at that person, and it turned out to be Deacon Lin from their slave shed area.

Deacon Lin pulled the people next to him back quickly: "If it wasn't contagious, the six people wouldn't have the same spots on their faces."

The others felt that this made sense, and quickly backed away in fright.

Deacon Lin added: "Also, the freckles on their faces are very similar to the face of a slave under my supervision. It must have been infected by that slave. Everyone, get out of the way so that they don't get infected."

Bao Ye raised his eyebrows, he couldn't be talking about him, could he?

Someone asked, "Who is that slave you are talking about?"

Deacon Lin saw everyone taking the bait, a smirk flashed in his eyes, and he announced loudly, "It's Boss Jin's younger brother Chou Nu."

really!

Baoye!

Everyone was stunned!

After Baoye came to the construction site to save people, most of the slaves knew Baoye.

Isn't his face like this? "However, apart from not having sarcoma, the sick person is really similar to the dark spots on the ugly slave's face.

Deacon Lin said: "His face is usually not contagious, but once his sarcoid ruptures and the pus and blood in it spray on other people's faces, it will be contagious to others. The symptoms of the infected person are similar to lying on the ground. Like the six of us, if not treated in time, they will die soon."

Bao Ye admired Deacon Lin very much, and he could tell some things by making up random things.

"Fart." The sixth child who was squeezed in the crowd jumped out: "I don't know how many times Jianbao ugly slave has shed pus and blood. How come I haven't been infected, and neither have other people in our health department."

Deacon Lin asked, "Did his pus and blood spray on your face?"

Lao Liu paused, thought for a while, and seemed to have never done it.

"No?" Deacon Lin sneered, "You should be glad you didn't get his blood, otherwise, you'd be dead."

A slave asked: "Then do you know how to heal after infection?"

"I can't get a doctor, I can only wait to die."

Everyone was afraid and hurried away from the sick people.

Deacon Lin shouted: "Everyone doesn't want to be infected by the ugly slave again, so quickly arrest the ugly slave and burn them to death, otherwise we will suffer from it."

Someone yelled: "He saved us, we can't do this."

"Correct."

Deacon Lin sneered: "Then everyone will wait here to die."

"Ah--" Someone screamed: "Someone has fainted again."

Everyone took a quick look, and saw more than a dozen slaves fell to the ground one after another, and then a bunch of black spots appeared on their faces.

Everyone was terrified: "Infected, they are infected."

Everyone was afraid of being infected, so they turned around and ran away in a hurry, no longer caring about the lives of people on the ground.

Deacon Lin was also afraid. The moment he turned around, he saw Bao Ye standing not far away. He hurriedly pointed at Bao Ye and shouted, "Ugly slave, here, everyone, catch him quickly."