Number One Ugly Husband

82. I am So Handsome!

Translator: Gloria1616

After Tang Bu and his fellows left Jin Lingrui’s team, they suffered a lot. Everyone on the construction site knew what they had done. Everyone was isolating them. No one was willing to accept them and they couldn’t get any food. They were like the rats running across the street and was chased to kill by everyone.

In addition to Bao Ye’s contribution, Tang Bu and his fellows seemed to be living in hell. Within two days, the three people were weak and out of shape, even their cheeks were drawn.

They tried to beg Tang Lin and Tang Kaiji for their forgiveness, but let alone approaching them, it was difficult for them to get closer to Jin Lingrui’s team.

Bao Ye was extremely satisfied with this result, and he decided to eliminate these trouble makers somewhere his foster father couldn’t see after the flood descended.

He felt ecstasy when he thought that no one would find trouble with his foster father again. As long as he get through the power circulation of his fpster father, he didn’t feel regret if he failed to find his real father and the founder of the Ministry of Gods Affairs.

“You seem to be very happy these days. What’s the good news?” Dongling Ce asked curiously when he saw Bao Ye making medicine while blowing a whistle.

Bao Ye glanced at him. “I was very happy when I thought of leaving you.”

As long as he left this world, he could stay away from this psycho and never been fooled by him.

“Does leaving me really make you so excited?” Dongling Ce narrowed his eyes, “But do you think you can really escape from me?”

Bao Ye replied confidently, “No one can hold me back as long as I want to leave. No one can find me if I decide to hide.”

He was a person from thirty years later. If Dongling Ce wanted to find him, he would only go to his era.

“Your words aroused my interest. I really want to know how you can escaped from me and where you can hide from me.” Dongling Ce curved his lips ironically. Suddenly, as Bao Ye refined the last three herbs, Dongling Ce saw the black pustules on Bao Ye’s right face vanished as if the sea water rushing to the beach and drawing back.

“It’s finally done,” Bao Ye took a deep breathed and looked at the full ten buckets of medicine. He smiled and said, “They will be enought.”

Observing his face silently, Dongling Ce asked, “Why did you refine so much medicine?”

“I want to poison you with them, but unfortunately, they are not poison.”

Dongling Ce uttered immediately, “Where are you going?”

“Going downstairs, of course.”

Dongling Ce stopped him without thinking, “Stop.”

He thought that he could be the only one who could see Bao Ye’s real face since he was the owner of Bao Ye.

A doubt flashed acrossed Bao Ye’s eyes: “What’s up?”

“Don’t you want to see how you look like after your face recovered?” Asked Dongling Ce.

“How to? Is my face suddenly recover again? “He touched his right face unconsciously and yelled in surprise, “It really recovered!”

He touched his left face but the pustules were still there. “That’s weird, why do you always recover in half?”

Reminding of his right face’s quick worsening when Bao Ye looking into a mirror, Dongling Ce took out a mirror and gave it to him, “You can take a look at yourself now.”

Bao Ye took over the mirror.

Donghuo stared at him closely and saw him looking right into the mirror, but his right face remained the current look.

Uh… Why didn’t it return this time? So the cause was not the mirror?

Dongling Ce slightly frowned. Suddenly, he heard Bao Ye uttered in surprise, “How is that possible!?!” ? How is that possible! ? ”

“What is possible?”

Bao Ye rubbed his right face in astonishment, “It’s here, how can it here?”

F*ck!

The ugly slave looked exactly the same as him in 30 years.

What the hell?

Did his body come with him too?

However, how to explain the memory appeared in his mind, and the black pustules on his face?

No, it was not him.

He could ensure that this was definitely not his body.

“What’s wrong with you?” Dongling Ce rose up.

Bao Ye put down the mirror right away and asked in anger, “Is it you? Did you put spell on me?”

Dongling Ce felt him hilarious, “Did you turn into a fool by looking at yourself?” Well, it’s understandable. Since you’ve looked at your ugly face forever. It’s natural for you to be shocked at a good-looking face.”

Dongling Ce’s words proved that he didn’t put spell on him. Bao Ye felt that he was going to become tortured into a psycho by Dongling Ce, now he suspected Dongling Ce for everything.

He touched his right face. Was it really the ugly slave?

If this body was ugly slave…

Wait a second!

Could the ugly slave be his father?

Think of this possibility, Bao Ye felt uncomfortable.

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

If he possessed his father’s body, how did he fall in love with his mother? He couldn’t fall in love with her instead of his father!

Jesus, he couldn’t even think about it.

Bao Ye rubbed his face.

But the ugly slave didn’t get Bao as his family name. And how could his mother fall in love with such an ugly man? Uhh, could his mother fall in love with the face after these black pustules were vanished?

But was his father really surnamed as Bao?

His foster father had never mentioned his father’s name. Perhaps his family name was not Bao.

However, his foster father said that he looked like his grandfather. So the ugly slave shouldn’t be his father, but why did them look alike?

Dongling Ce felt weird. The expression on Bao Ye’s face changed from time to time. He looked surprised, then the surprised face turned into a shocked one. Next second he felt relieved, but sooner he fell into doubt. Dongling Ce was totally confused: how could he get so many thoughts by seeing his own face?

“What are you thinking about?”

“I need to calm down.” He 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 that he and the ugly slave looked exactly the same.

What about the soul of the ugly slave? Was it dead? Did it go to reincarnation? Did it scattered into pieces?

Before he came here, the ugly slave was still alive. But after one night of sleep, he became him.

“What to calm down?”

Bao Ye pinched his chin and looked at Dongling Ce. “I’m so handsome.”

“Compared to me, you can only be called as ordinary.” Dongling Ce sneered, “you are half normal and half abnormal. You look better when your entire face is covered with the black pustules.”

He put a spell on his face. In the following days, everyone could only saw his previous ugly face.

Bao Ye rolled her eyes at him. “I can’t win you, your majesty, are you happy now?”

At that moment, noises came from the downstairs.

“What happened?” Bao Ye walked by the window and saw the chaos downstairs,”I’ll check it up.”

He teleported himself downstairs. Everyone was focusing on other things so Bao Ye’s arrival was ignored.

Seeing the red-string bracelet on his wrist was shining again, Dongling Ce couldn’t help to frown. “It shines again.”

Bao Ye looked into the crowd. There were six people lying inside, and everyone’s faces were covered with black specks.

His heart sank. The plague had came.

“What’s wrong with them?” Why did they suddenly collapse? “The slaves started discussing,” What’s wrong with their faces? How scary! Could it be infectious?

“Is there anyone who can cure people? Come and look at them!”

“I know a little about medicine,” Someone stepped forward right away.

The person standing out was a short top male slave. He immediately came to check the patient. “They got a fever and their bodies are hot. Anyone please find cold water to drive out the heat.”

Someone asked, “What are the specks on their faces?” Could it be contagious?

The male slave frowned. “I’ve never seen this before.”

“Will it be contagious?”

“It definitely will,” someone suddenly answered with certainty.

Bao Ye and other people looked at that person. It was Deacon Lin of their slave hut.

Deacon Lin pulled back the person beside him, “If it doesn’t pass among people, the six people couldn’t  get the same specks.”

Others felt his word making sense and were shocked and stepped back.

Deacon Lin continued, “Also, the specks on their faces are very similar to what on the face of the slave I supervised. That slave must have passed the virus to them. Everyone, move aside and not get infected by them.”

Bao Ye’s heart skipped a beat. Was Lin talking about him?

Someone asked, “Who is that slave?”

Deacon Lin saw that everyone was in his trap, a smirk flashed across his eyes. He announced loudly, “He is Boss Jin’s younger brother, ugly slave.”

No wonder!

Bao Ye: “…”

Everyone was shocked.

Since Bao Ye saved the huge number of people to the construction site, most of the slaves knew him.

“Doesn’t his face always like that?” However, in spite of the pustules, the sick really had the similar black speck on his face.

Deacon Lin said, “His pustules generally won’t infect people, but once his pustules broken, the pus and blood inside squirting onto someone else’s face, the pustules will spread to others. The symptoms of the infected person are the same as the six people lying on the ground. If they are not treated in time, they will die soon.”

Bao Ye couldn’t help to admire Deacon Lin, whose made-up lies could even hit on some right answers.

“Bullsh*t,” Lao Liu jumped out of the crowd, “I don’t know how many times I saw Bao…the ugly slave got pus blood. How come I or the rest of our department haven’t been infected?”

Deacon Lin asked, “Did his blood touch your face?”

Lao Liu paused for a moment, it seemed not happen to him.

“It didn’t, right?” Deacon Lin sneered. “You should feel lucky that you didn’t touch his blood. Otherwise, you’re doomed.”

A slave asked, “Do you know how to treat it after infection?”

“No cure. If you get one, you will die.”

Everyone was frightened and hurried to get away from the sick person.

Deacon Lin shouted, “If you don’t want to be infected by the ugly slave, catch him and burn him to death! Otherwise, we will all die!”

Someone shouted, “He saved us, we can’t do that.”

“Of course.”

Deacon Lin sneered. “Then let’s wait for death.”

“Ah–” A slave screamed, “Someone fainted again.”

They quickly looked over and saw more than ten slaves falling down on the ground. Then, a pile of specks appeared on their faces.

“They are infected, they are infected!” Everyone was in a panic.

Feared of getting infected, they turned around and ran for their lives, and no longer cared about the people lying on the ground.

Deacon Lin was also frightened. The moment he turned around, he saw Bao Ye standing in a distance. He pointed at him and shouted, “Ugly slave is here! Catch him!”