Chapter 338
Shen Wuyong knew that he would die sooner or later.
But he couldn't guess what the cause of death was.
Perhaps it was because I helped my parents practice martial arts for too long, which hurt their bodies and shortened their lives.
Or maybe even earlier than that...
He knew very well that his parents needed him before great things happened, but once they did, the existence of people like him would become a shame and a stain.
From the moment he mastered the Wang Gu, his fate was doomed. Perhaps his parents would let someone else take the artifact into the dark, but he, the young master who could control so many artifacts, was bound to die.
The only difference is sooner or later.
It’s true that my parents don’t care about blood ties, and it’s also true that they don’t trust anyone.
They can still live for a long time. This young master can be his sister, but not him.
Shen Wuyong was a little excited. He almost couldn't wait to know what method his parents would use to get rid of him. Would they suppress him by force?
It's unlikely. My parents are smart people. They won't do something that would disappoint their subordinates. His loyalty has always been obvious to all.
Therefore, they would most likely use some roundabout methods, or perhaps treat him very well as before, so well that he would be willing to die.
Will you use your sister to do something?
Shen Wuyong knew very well that as long as there was a chance to regain freedom, even a small chance, his sister would seize it firmly, and even if she had to join forces with her parents, she would gladly accept it.
But... there is also a possibility that my sister couldn't bear to kill him.
This is a sentimental person. Among his eight parts of pretense, there are still two parts of sincerity. It's not much, but it's better than his parents' heart.
If that really happens, it will be bad.
Shen Jiao turned her head and found Shen Wuyong staring at her, as if waiting for an answer. She refused without hesitation: "No, I don't want to walk around with ashes."
There is still a difference between real graves and fake graves.
Shen Wuyong laughed so hard that he coughed, as if he had heard something particularly amusing. He ignored the bleeding wound, which didn't hurt anyway. He laughed for a long time before stopping and saying, "Okay, okay, sister, remember, don't be reluctant to leave me in the future, otherwise, even in the afterlife, I will laugh at you."
That's a really unlucky thing to say.
Shen Jiao had seen too many dead people recently and didn't want to talk about this at all. She pulled her clothes together and said, "It's very cold. Let's go back."
Without a poison pool in the room, practicing martial arts has become difficult and a bit awkward.
Fortunately, the war is now intense, Shen Gu Qu Rou no longer forces them to practice, and Shen Wuyong no longer extracts her spiritual energy. This makes Shen Jiao feel relieved. She never thought that they could be so human-like.
It was truly a pleasant surprise.
But Shen Jiao soon stopped laughing. Her skills were improving, but her sense of taste was disappearing!!!
She was well prepared. Shen Wuyong, who was so huge, was standing in front of her. This was a lesson she had learned from her past experiences. It was hard for her to ignore it. She knew that her sense of pain and taste would disappear sooner or later, but why didn't anyone tell her that it was Gaba that disappeared all of a sudden!
This was completely unprepared for, how could she accept it?
"Yesterday I thought the food was very salty."
Shen Jiao sat at the table in a daze.
Shen Wuyong said, "I put half a jar of salt in it. How could it not be salty? Don't you know, sister? The food you used to eat was all marinated with salt beforehand, and a lot of salt was also added when it was fried."
He was a considerate and good brother, so how could he not give his sister time to accept it step by step? But everything had failed to work to this point, and adding more salt would not help, and might even make people sick, so he asked people to stop.
Shen Jiao: "...Then why didn't you tell me?"
"I thought my sister wasn't that stupid. Doesn't she always feel thirsty after eating and drink a lot of water? How could she not notice anything was wrong?"
Shen Wuyong said with an innocent look,
"No way? Sister, are you joking?"
Shen Jiao: ...
Saying no would make me look stupid, and insisting I was joking would make me look even stupider...
She silently put down her chopsticks, walked into the inner room, and fell on the bed with a bang.
Shen Wuyong: "Sister, be careful. If your sense of taste is gone, your sense of pain will almost disappear too. If you rely solely on your senses, you may not be able to detect an injury immediately. Sister, you have to be more careful."
Shen Jiao: "...Leave me alone, let me die."
"Okay, there's a pair of sharp scissors in the secret compartment next to the bed. Stab it in the neck. It won't hurt much. Dizziness is normal. You'll be fine if you die."
Shen Wuyong always responds to every request and is so thoughtful.
Shen Jiao was so moved that she grabbed the scissors and threw them away.
The sharp scissors pierced through the screen and went straight to Shen Wuyong's back. He reached out and grabbed it, sighing, "Good intentions are really not rewarded."
If he were to say, his method was really good, as long as he didn't have to worry about whether it would hurt or not. Shen Wuyong had already listed stabbing the neck as one of the ways to die, but he still had to think carefully about whether to use it or not.
Everyone has their own troubles in life.
Shen Wuyong, with a kind heart, said, "Sister, you can try our eldest sister's method. Maybe you can grow some tasty vegetables, or dig a big hole and bury yourself in it. It would be a bit uncomfortable to die like that, but sister can replace the burial soil with big rocks, and it will be over in an instant."
He is such a clever little fellow.
Shen Jiao flew out of the room like a ghost, and pounced on him with his teeth and claws bared: "I'll make you finish it!"
Shen Jiao doesn't want to get things done so casually.
With her persistent thinking!
She grew all kinds of poisonous vegetables, some of which were fatal if eaten, and some had all kinds of strange medicinal properties.
Even Shen Wuyong declined the offer politely, saying that after he ate Shen Jiao's stir-fried mushrooms and cabbage, he saw his great-grandmother.
Shen Jiao said, "Isn't this a good thing? So many people want to see the deceased, but can't."
But Shen Wuyong said again: "But I don't know my grandmother."
That's a bit of a big question...
He saw a strange old lady claiming to be his grandmother and wanted to take him away. Either it was an illusion or he really saw a ghost...
Shen Jiao threw the pot and the vegetables into the Lingtai.
Shen Wuyong: "Why do you keep it?"
"Good things are meant to be shared. I plan to mix them into food and give them to my closest relatives, such as my parents and younger brother."
Shen Jiao spoke very seriously.
Shen Wuyong listened in silence.
Forget it, let it be. It won’t kill anyone anyway. After all, their family loves each other so much. Everyone needs to be more understanding and tolerant of each other so that they can live a good life.
Their relationship...
A few years later, Shen Jiao actually wanted to take him with her, and Shen Wuyong was somewhat flattered.
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