two brothers
He Wenchu has lived for thirty years, and has never been so embarrassed as this day.
He was arrested by the traffic police for drunk driving, and he sat in the police station until his father came to pay the man, and by the way, his old father also received an education.
The father and son walked out the door in silence, and Father He turned his face and slapped him on the face: "I raised you up so much that you made fun of your life all day long? Huh?"
He Wenchu laughed, bowed his head and apologized: "It won't happen in the future."
His father's eyes were red, he got into the car without saying a word, pulled him up, and told the driver, "Go to Dazheng."
The father and son sat quietly in the back, and when they arrived at the place, the driver called softly: "Mr. He, we're here."
Father He rubbed his face with his hands to cheer himself up. After getting out of the car, he walked around and dragged his eldest son out into the elevator.
He Wenchu refused to go in at the elevator door, his father kicked him a few times, but he still refused to enter, his father burst into tears, he grabbed his eldest son weakly, and choked up: "You boy, Are you trying to piss me off? Are you?"
He Wenchu was finally dragged in.
He Wenchu is no stranger to this house. On He Zheng's 20th birthday, he secretly paid the full amount, knowing that his younger brother was useless. After the house came down, he didn't bother to decorate it. He waited until He Zheng University After graduation, he directly brought the person over: "Look at this, do you like it?"
He Zheng was quite puzzled at that time: "Brother, why do you and I have such a good understanding? Knowing that I want to move out after graduation, I rented the house in advance. This style is quite to my liking."
It wasn't until he threw the house purchase contract in front of him that He Zheng jumped up in surprise, rushed over and hugged him and yelled, "I just graduated and got a house! I'm so good! No, I have a really good brother!" !"
"Come on." He pushed his younger brother's head away, looked at the bright face, and secretly clicked his tongue. He always thought that his parents hurt He Zheng because of this pleasing face. Anyway, he This is how he loves his younger brother, otherwise he would have kicked the sky for such an ugly kid: "Another day, ask your friends to come over for a meal and show off?"
He Zheng was very proud: "Then you have to show off! Just say that I...my brother bought the house for me!"
As soon as he walked into the house, he seemed to be able to see He Zheng in every corner, or sitting on the sofa, looking up from the phone, calling him: "Brother, help me get the juice."
Or run down from the jump and call him: "Brother, are you coming to cook for me today?"
Or on the lazy sofa on the balcony, take off the earphones from the game sound effects, and call him: "Brother, I want to drink milk!"
"Brother, brother, brother..."
In this house, He Zheng seemed to be everywhere. As soon as he walked in, he seemed to be surrounded instantly.
In the master bedroom, his mother was holding his younger brother's clothes and crying, and there were already packed clothes on the side, which were thrown on the bed. He Wenchu asked, "Why are you packing these?"
It took his mother a long time to answer: "People are gone, what are you doing with your clothes
She folded it with trembling hands, it didn't look like she was going to send the clothes to be burned, but she wanted to store them carefully.
He Wenchu watched quietly. When his mother was walking out with the clothes, he suddenly reached out and snatched all the clothes back.
"what are you doing?"
"Wait, wait a little longer." He Wenchu took out all the clothes his mother had packed up with great difficulty, and hung them up one by one in the closet. His mother collapsed on the ground and was hugged by his father, crying Die alive.
He Wenchu didn't know which was more painful, he or his parents. He only knew that his whole body was slightly numb, so uncomfortable that he wanted to curl up immediately, bury his head in a place where no one could see, and cry aloud.
He closed the bedroom door, pulled out the key, and left the suffocating house.
He didn't know why he did that, but he had a weird premonition that his brother would come back, as if, as long as he didn't go to that house or call him, he felt that his brother was still there, Never left.
Even if you think about it carefully, the person is already gone.
He Wenchu was in a daze for a long time. He was often in a trance, and fell asleep in the lounge of the office.
He felt as if he had arrived at a place where someone occupied his body and was talking to someone. This person was always dressed in black, and he could vaguely see the other person's hand, with slender fingers and a sharp sword on his waist. He saw the other party wave his hand, and the bright red blood splashed out. Based on his feeling, the blood-stained blade was easily put back into the sheath.
It's unreal, like a dream.
One day, he felt as if he saw his brother.
It was at a wonton stand, surrounded by antique pedestrians, and a group of righteous men sat beside him. And he was wearing a black gauze hat, and lightly raised his eyelashes, and saw a man in an exquisite robe. The other party pulled out a man and threw him out: "Get out of here."
The voice was deep and cold, like a lunatic who kills without blinking an eye. He felt that "I" knew each other, and the righteous men around him obviously knew each other. They all put their hands on their swords, but "I" pressed Hold the hand of the righteous man beside him: "Don't meddle in your own business."
He could vaguely feel that "I" wanted that man's life very much, but he was not willing to kill in the busy city.
In a daze, he also seemed to see a person sitting on the opposite table. That person looked exactly like his younger brother, but he had long hair and a long robe, but... the hobby of filling his mouth with food, he looked very much like his younger brother.
He often dreamed about his younger brother, so it was nothing. When he woke up, he held his forehead, smiled faintly, and put it behind him.
He often felt that he had turned into a black-clothed swordsman. He had a vague impression of what he did, but it didn't feel real. He even saw himself pointing his long sword at his younger brother's face, stabbing straight at his brother's face. After getting down, he realized that this was the task assigned by someone. From God's perspective, he knew it was a dream, so he let it go.
Until one day, he dreamed that he was disguised as a coachman in order to kill a person. He knew that person was the target of his mission. As long as he was killed, the mission would be successful. He could even feel the faintly rising excitement in "myself", but at the moment when he was about to succeed, a voice suddenly sounded like thunder in his ear: "He Wenchu! Are you crazy?!"
He was very familiar with that voice. From his brother's collapsed voice, he realized that the person he was going to kill seemed to be extremely important to him. Who knows where the power came from, and he forcibly controlled the sword to deviate.
At that moment, he felt the breeze in his ears, and the soles of his feet stepped on the ground. All the sense of unreality disappeared instantly, and he could even feel his light breathing and the weight of the sharp sword in his hand.
The man left with his younger brother in his arms. For a moment, he looked at the tip of the sword that brought him to the ground, and he was stunned.
Crossed over? What the hell? What kind of plot is this
"It's a pity that time was too short."
A soft voice came from his ear, and he turned to look at the other person, all the vague memories suddenly became real, and he immediately recognized the other person's identity and his usual behavior.
He put away the sword, turned around and left, and heard the other party ask: "Where are you going?"
"none of your business."
What a joke, this brat is probably not as old as He Zheng, yet he dares to speak to him in such a tone? Not to mention that he was just cooperating with him to eradicate the tyrant, even if he really worked under him, he would not listen to his orders.
He ignored the other party's instantly angry and vicious eyes, and left without looking back.
It took him a while to sort out his memory and identity, and soon realized that he accidentally broke into this person's body, and the owner of this body is the number one swordsman in the world today, and his name is He Wenchu, Because blood will fly around when killing people, like falling flowers, so Jianghu named his sword, Luoying Sword.
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He easily accepted the fact that he traveled through time, and quickly understood that his younger brother is now the plaything of the Lord of the World. Although many people are saying that He Shanshou is deeply favored by His Majesty, he also vaguely understands that his younger brother's situation is worrying.
He borrowed the other person's body, guessing that he had to say hello to the other person, so before leaving, he told He Yuheng: "We share the same body now, please bear with me if there is anything."
He Yuheng didn't receive a reply to this letter, and He Yuheng was very confused as to why he would suddenly miss at the moment when he was about to succeed. He felt a little afraid in his heart that he actually wrote a letter to himself, and sometimes even couldn't control his body.
The note He Wenchu wrote fell into the sea.
Then, He Wenchu found out that after he took his body away from Fang Tianhua, he immediately returned to Fang Tianhua as soon as he regained control of his body, and complained about Fang Tianhua's failure to kill the tyrant. Apologize.
He Wenchu had no choice but to write him another note: "Can you stop messing with Fang Tianhua? Look at him, if the world really falls into his hands, it will definitely be better than Fang Tianzhuo's." Much worse."
However, he still hasn't received a reply.
He Wenchu gave up communicating with him. But this does not affect his actions. Anyway, as soon as he regains the dominance of his body, he will leave Fang Tianhua immediately. The place where Fang Tianhua lives is simply a den of thieves. The stunner was so coveted that He Wenchu wished he could kill this group of people and feed them to the dogs.
As for Fang Tianhua, he was almost driven crazy by He Wenchu's sometimes respectful and sometimes maddening attitude. He himself is extremely irritable and has a bad temper. When he saw He Wenchu walking out again, he She suddenly pulled out the whip and lashed at him fiercely: "You bastard, how dare you tease this king!"
He Wenchu dodged sideways, grabbed the whip he swung for the second time, bent his lips and sneered: "You bastard, you dare to talk to brother like that, believe it or not, I tied you up and threw you down the mountain at night?"
"Presumptuous!" Fang Tianhua suddenly shot a poisonous needle from his sleeve, clearly intending to put him to death, a figure suddenly floated by Shi Shi, flicked his wide sleeve, and waved the poisonous needle to the ground: "Amitabha , the benefactor appeases his anger."
"Calm your anger?" Fang Tianhua's expression was distorted, and seeing Gujing Wubo's benevolent brows and eyes, he was going to be mad with anger: "This king will not only kill him, but also strip you!"
When they got together, He Wenchu took the opportunity to leave.
At this time, He Zheng had already followed the dog emperor back to the palace. When He Wenchu got his body back, he chased his boat on the shore, but as soon as He Yuheng got his body back, he came back to run against him.
Often when He Wenchu came over again, he found that he had lost his way for a day. In addition, He Zheng walked very fast by water, so he couldn't find his brother at all.
He Wenchu was a little bit crazy.
He found that he had to solve this urgent task in order to use this body better, but the other party was silent, so he had to attack again, but there was no other way, he still had to leave a note: "Brother, let's If you have something to say, can you stop looking for Fang Tianhua? He is a pervert, and he will really kill you if you repeat it like this."
He thought why this guy couldn't figure out the situation, what was there to find for that Fang Tianhua? If you want to do big things alone, can't you
As for Brother Yuheng...
He stared blankly at the letter he wrote to himself, feeling a little sad in his heart.
What am I, what's wrong
The author has something to say: Ask Brother Chu: Listen to me, you are doing very well, you are really very well, you have no strange diseases, and you will not die.
Brother Yuheng: ... except that there is a strange thing coming out of his body.
Weird stuff:... _(:3∠)_
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