The housekeeper ran away quickly, unable to see clearly the direction ahead.
He regretted it so much that he shouldn't have come out.
This kind of unknown fear is the most frightening. It's like a knife hanging above his head and it may fall at any time.
The housekeeper's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his steps became slower and slower. As he ran without hesitation, his face, instead of blushing at all, was as pale as a layer of plaster.
He finally couldn't run in the long corridor and had to stop to rest. He didn't realize that his face had begun to stiffen, and the wrinkles were solidified on his face like plaster. Only his eyes were moving in their dilated sockets.
The housekeeper wanted to scream for help, but was horrified to realize that his mouth could not be opened. The upper and lower lips were tightly sewn together, making it impossible to make a sound.
He lowered his head in shock, a sharp dull pain came from his chest, and a white bone penetrated his heart.
The housekeeper fell down with a muffled sound, his eyes staring blankly upward, the dim yellow lantern fluttering gently.
The death of the housekeeper ignited the tense atmosphere in the entire Duan Mansion. The servants quit their jobs and left very few. Master Duan had a mouthful of blood spilling from his throat. His legs and feet were unsteady and he fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment. His eyes were so bloodshot they were scarlet. His demeanor is approaching madness.
The housekeeper has been with him for decades, but now he is gone. The Duan family is about to be wiped out.
Mr. Duan shook his head. He was afraid of death, and even more afraid of the pain of death. He couldn't wait any longer. He had to escape from this terrible place.
He reluctantly got up and pulled his only son, "quick! Pack your things, let's leave quickly!"
He stumbled into the room and packed his luggage hurriedly, putting valuable things into the bag haphazardly.
After his son finished cleaning up, Mr. Duan grabbed someone and ran away. When he thought of something, he turned around and went to another yard to find the Taoist priest. In order to leave Yecheng safely, it is always useful to take a Taoist priest with him.
Mr. Duan ran in such a hurry that his mind was in a mess. When he finally cleared his mind and came back to his senses, he found that something was wrong with the scene in front of him. It was not the rockery pond in his backyard. Everything in front of him turned into nothingness. There was a sharp pain in the soles of his feet.
Mr. Duan lowered his head and saw that the soles of his feet were filled with fire. The flames were so bright that they spread up and wrapped around his entire calf. He could no longer see the soles of his feet clearly.
Mr. Duan was shocked and jumped wildly. He turned to look at his son in fear. He was shocked to find that the person he was pulling was not his second son. That face was also very familiar to him.
With light eyebrows, white robes, and a hole in his forehead bleeding gurglingly, he was Duan Hanchuan.
The son he hated and feared.
The scene of Duan Hanchuan's death appeared in Mr. Duan's mind. The other person was now standing in front of him with a pale face. Mr. Duan's heartbeat suddenly stopped, his eyeballs protruded, and he made a frightening sound in his throat. hands away.
His face twisted and he said: "You, don't come here! Get out!"
"You will die if you die, why don't you let me go?"
"For the sake of me supporting you, just let me live."
Mr. Duan was crying and screaming, the flesh on his face was trembling, and he was extremely embarrassed. He wanted to run away frantically, but he couldn't move.
Tongues of fire wrapped around his chest, engulfing his entire body in flames.
The skin was constantly being burned, making him miserable, and his soul was burned away.
"Save... save me, I don't want to die."
Mr. Duan struggled like a trapped animal, with veins on his forehead exposed, and was eventually devoured.
The servant who came to say goodbye could not find Mr. Duan. When he went to the backyard, what he saw was a black skeleton on the road, with no skin and flesh, only blackened bones.
The servant was shocked, and the whole house confirmed that this skeleton might be Master Duan.
There was no fire in Duan's house, so how could Mr. Duan be burned with only bones?
This is so strange.
Then it cannot be explained by common sense.
A servant went to the police bureau, and soon a police man came to Duan's house and put the bones together. In terms of height and body shape, he was definitely Mr. Duan.
As usual in cases, the investigation could not reveal the cause of death.
Everyone has a secret in their mind, and it is not caused by others. Of course, they can't find the reason.
After the news about the Duan Mansion spread, it caused an uproar. Did the Duan Mansion, which used to be so rich and powerful, just disappear? This is so cruel, it's scary to say it.
The second young master who was the only surviving member of the Duan Mansion buried Master Duan in a hasty manner without even caring about keeping his filial piety. After quickly selling off the Duan Mansion, he hurriedly left Yecheng.
The second young master left smoothly, perhaps because he was the only one who did not harm Duan Hanchuan.
The Duan Mansion was all sold, and the servants in the mansion had no reason to stay, so they packed their bags and prepared to leave.
Luo Ning arranged the clothes. Master Duan disappeared so quickly?
Duan Hanchuan has taken revenge, where will he go?
He probably won't go back to Duan Mansion again.
Luo Ning was a little confused. He had been here for so long and didn't even see Duan Hanchuan's soul. After all, he was unwilling to leave this dreamland like this. Luo Ning carried his luggage and found a place to stay.
Now that he has no shortage of silver dollars, he can easily rent a small yard.
After getting busy cleaning the house, Luo Ning was so tired that his back ached and he slept deeply at night.
When even breathing sounded in the room, a subtle sound came from the crack of the door, and an ethereal figure stood in the room. There was no blood on his body, and the white bones were covered with a layer of smooth skin.
He has a gentle appearance, dark pupils, and light lips, with a hint of sickliness, which makes him look even more gentle and frail.
Duan Hanchuan walked to Luo Ning's bed and saw that Luo Ning was sleeping soundly. He placed his slender fingers on Luo Ning's cheek and rubbed them gently, feeling the soft and warm temperature. When it slid across Luo Ning's lips, Luo Ning sucked the other person's fingertips with his small mouth.
Moist, mixed with a slight itching.
Duan Hanchuan's fingers felt as if they were burned, his eyes became darker, and he couldn't feel his heartbeat.
But he was very happy now. He rubbed Luo Ning's lips with his fingers and looked at the full curve of the lips.
Duan Hanchuan lowered his head obsessively and placed a kiss on Luo Ning's eyebrows.
He really wanted to have this person.
Duan Hanchuan slowly hugged Luo Ning tightly, his body and Luo Ning pressed together tightly, leaving no gap.
Luo Ning just felt a little cold, frowned slightly, turned his body, and got into Duan Hanchuan's arms.
Duan Hanchuan took a deep breath, embracing the warmth in his arms, and the cold sting in his bones eased a lot.
Luo Ning almost couldn't get up the next day and hissed. His body felt like it had been crushed and he was so sore.
He pinched his shoulders. He just cleaned the room yesterday. How could he be so tired? He is not that delicate.
Luo Ning didn't take this matter to heart. He locked the door to the courtyard and went to Duan's old house again.
The place was still gloomy, but a little sunshine finally came through.
This time Luo Ning went there again, but the door of the mansion could not be pushed open no matter how hard it was pushed. It was locked tightly, and it seemed that it was completely sealed inside.
Luo Ning had no choice but to leave the old house, carrying a basket full of fragrant wax, and followed the route he had learned about to the Duan family's ancestral grave and found Duan Hanchuan's monument.
There is a photo on the stone tablet. The man on it is gentle and handsome. It is what Duan Hanchuan looked like when he grew up. His facial features are strange and familiar to Luo Ning.
Luo Ning stared blankly for a long time.
The incense burned slowly, and a breeze blew slightly, caressing Luo Ning's cheek, gently and softly, like the gentle caressing of a palm.
Duan Hanchuan was standing behind him. He couldn't see clearly the emotion in Luo Ning's eyes, but he felt that Luo Ning was a little sad.
He was very confused as to why Luo Ning came here to see him. He was very sure that they didn't know each other.
But it's always good to have someone who is still thinking about him.
Duan Hanchuan's eyes softened and he stepped forward, wrapping his arms around Luo Ning's waist and resting his chin on Luo Ning's shoulder, the two of them pressed against each other.
......
The soreness in his body lasted for two days. Luo Ning didn't take it seriously at first, but it lasted for a long time. He felt heavy when he went to bed at night, as if there was a stone on his body. When he woke up, he felt very sore.
No matter how slow Luo Ning was, he should have noticed something was wrong. He was in a dream and would not be sick. How could his body be abnormal?
Thinking that this is a virtual dream with supernatural elements, the combination of these circumstances seems like a nightmare.
Luo Ning's face suddenly turned pale, and a chill came out of her heart. He looked at the yard, could it be that the yard was unclean?
But that's not right. If there is something really weird, it's impossible for the neighbors to not reveal any information about it.
Luo Ning looked at the empty house and raised his head timidly. The beams were all clean, and rays of bright sunshine were shining through the roof.
He couldn't see whether there was a ghost or not.
Because of doubts, nervousness and fear, Luo Ning had to light up the lamp at night. He tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep well. When he saw the light and shadow reflected by the moonlight on the window, he quickly reached out to pull up the mosquito net and pulled the quilt, wrapped tightly around the body.
He also poked the system awake and asked Xiaoba to pay attention to whether there was anything wrong at night.
Luo Ning was tense and finally fell asleep late at night. Duan Hanchuan, who had been beside him, revealed his figure, lying next to Luo Ning as usual, with his arms shackled around Luo Ning's waist.
Seeing one or two of Luo Ning's hair sticking up mischievously, a smile flashed in his eyes, and his thin lips kissed Luo Ning's ear.
The arms slowly tightened.
He knew that the other party might find out, but even so, he would not let go.
Duan Hanchuan thought of his empty body, and his hatred for Mr. Duan deepened. If he was still alive and well now, he could truly have this person.
After Luo Ning woke up, he still felt uncomfortable, and then he heard the truth from the system.
His perception was not wrong.
Last night, there was indeed someone pressing on him, but it was not the lonely ghost he imagined, but someone he could not find.
Going around and around, it turns out that Duan Hanchuan has always been by his side.
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After the surprise, he was overjoyed.
The corners of Luo Ning's mouth curved slightly, a little unable to control his emotions.
He hadn't seen Duan Hanchuan for a long time. He wanted to see him. Duan Hanchuan was no longer the same as before. His appearance had also changed. But Duan Hanchuan might still recognize him.
Otherwise, why would he be by his side?
Luo Ning's heart was slightly sour. He looked at the quiet air and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Can you come out?"
"I know you're here."
Duan Hanchuan was completely hidden so that Luo Ning couldn't see him at all.
Luo Ning looked cautious and emphasized: "I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid at all. Can you come out?"
Luo Ning must be afraid of other ghosts, but Duan Hanchuan is different. Duan Hanchuan can never hurt him.
Luo Ning waited for a long time before the air fluctuated slightly. In the corner behind him, Duan Hanchuan stood there quietly.
Dressed in white clothes and spotless, with a gentle luster in his eyes, and perfect outlines, his handsome appearance can easily capture everyone's attention.
Luo Ning was stunned for a moment, and the person in front of him gradually overlapped with the boy in his impression. Luo Ning stepped forward quickly, grabbed Duan Hanchuan's sleeve, and murmured: "Xiaochuan."
"You know I miss you, why don't you come out to see me."
"How long have you been here?"
Luo Ning felt depressed. He said he wanted to grow up with Duan Hanchuan, but he came too late.
Duan Hanchuan frowned. He couldn't understand Luo Ning's excitement. Was the other party calling him?
But they obviously don't know each other.
Duan Hanchuan was a little unhappy. He felt like Luo Ning was looking at others through him, and he didn't like this.
Duan Hanchuan raised his hand and held Luo Ning's face. It was him who was standing in front of this person, and it was him who should be looking at him now.
Luo Ning's little face raised slightly, and his face was deformed by Duan Hanchuan's pressure. He looked at Duan Hanchuan's serious face in confusion.
Duan Hanchuan frowned. The two were very close, and Luo Ning noticed the strangeness in Duan Hanchuan's eyes.
He immediately asked: "Don't you recognize me? Or don't you remember?"
If it were the little boy Duan Hanchuan, he would have been holding his hand in a dependent manner.
But now Duan Hanchuan is not familiar with him at all, it's more like he has forgotten him.
Luo Ning remembered that this virtual dream would make Duan Hanchuan lose himself, forget his identity in reality, and it was possible that his memory would be hidden.
He held Duan Hanchuan's hand again. It didn't matter if he forgot, as long as he could still find Duan Hanchuan.
Duan Hanchuan's expression softened a little, and he clasped his fingers tightly and asked softly: "Who is the Xiaochuan you are calling?"
Luo Ning responded: "I'm calling you, Duan Hanchuan."
He looked at Duan Hanchuan's confused expression and explained: "Believe it or not, we knew each other before."
Duan Hanchuan believed the words without any basis. He fell in love with this person so much when he first saw him. He even felt that this was the person he was waiting for. Maybe his memory was deceiving him.
Now that Duan Hanchuan is by his side, Luo Ning is no longer so anxious. He looks at Duan Hanchuan and says seriously: "I will be with you from now on. You are not allowed to leave. Remember to tell me where you are going."
Such a solemn appearance made Duan Hanchuan feel itchy.
He lowered his head and slid his lips across the side of Luo Ning's face. Of course he wouldn't leave, even if he chased him away.
This person is what he desires most. He just wants to keep the other person in his own domain forever.
Since this person is not afraid of him, then he no longer needs to worry.
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Duan Hanchuan always clung to him as if he had skin hunger syndrome. Luo Ning was thinking about him, and now that he finally saw someone, he let him go.
The small courtyard is now their home. Luo Ning even went out to buy spicy food. There is a memorial tablet on the table, and fragrant fruits and meals are placed in front of them.
Duan Hanchuan has lost his sense of taste, but he can still eat. When he smells and absorbs the flavor of the food, the food will be as boring as a candle.
Luo Ning was not afraid at all at night. With Duan Hanchuan by his side, he felt full of security.
Even Duan Hanchuan still liked to touch him and hold him tightly, making it difficult for him to turn over. Luo Ning felt a little uncomfortable being trapped, so he pushed Duan Hanchuan, and Duan Hanchuan's hand relaxed a little, but after a while, they came together again.
Their faces were close to each other, and Duan Hanchuan's lips were close to his temples. With a slight movement, his lips brushed against Luo Ning's cheek, soft and itchy, as if they were intimate.
Luo Ning hid uncomfortably and wanted to say something, but they had been so close before, and it was normal to be so close.
What's more, it took them so long to meet again. Luo Ning wanted to hold Duan Hanchuan in his hands, but he couldn't bear to push him away.
Feeling the cold temperature of Duan Hanchuan's body, Luo Ning was stabbed in the heart. He turned over and got into Duan Hanchuan's arms. He hugged Duan Hanchuan with his thin arms, trying to transfer his body temperature to him.
Ghosts don't have to sleep, and Luo Ning didn't want to sleep even in Duan Hanchuan's arms, but his body got used to it, and late at night, his eyelids couldn't help but droop.
Duan Hanchuan kissed him between his eyebrows, patted his back, and coaxed in a low voice: "Go to sleep."
Luo Ning held on to the corner of his clothes tightly, raising his eyes to look at him from time to time, and finally couldn't help but fall asleep.
Luo Ning didn't ask about Duan Hanchuan's past. Duan Hanchuan was in pain, and there was no point in uncovering the scar.
They lived their own little lives just like they had in the orphanage.
Everyone in this alley knows that there is a handsome young man coming from the end of the alley. He is very good-looking, fair and tender, gentle and delicate, speaks softly and politely, and he is a scholar at first glance.
Such a boy is very eye-catching. Many people have noticed this young man. Older people like such polite boys, and girls are even more attracted. Gentle and elegant men have an irresistible attraction for girls, like a wisp of white moonlight, attracting people to come closer.
Luo Ning's empty little yard soon became lively. Luo Ning himself liked the smell of fireworks, but it was a bit distressing to him that people often brought things to him.
Xiao Tao is a girl from a nearby neighbor's house. She often brings some cakes over. When she sees Luo Ning, her face turns pink and she looks at Luo Ning shyly. A man who can read and write and is so handsome is better than those tall and thick men. Much more, she wouldn't want to marry those stinky men.
Xiao Tao lowered her eyes, not noticing a pair of cold and piercing black eyes in the darkness.
Luo Ning reluctantly refused the pastry. The next day he went out to buy something, and was a little surprised that Duan Hanchuan didn't follow him.
When Luo Ning went out, he didn't know that Xiao Tao went to his house again. Xiao Tao knocked on the door with something in her hand.
After waiting for a while, the door opened by itself. Xiao Tao looked at it doubtfully, thinking it was blown open by the wind. She walked in, "Brother Luo, are you at home?"
Before Xiao Tao could react, the door behind her slammed shut with a banging sound, which startled Xiao Tao.
She turned around in panic and looked around, her eyes filled with uncertainty. She subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and her steps slowed down, looking left and right.
But as soon as Xiao Tao turned her head, she was faced with a face, which was pale and pale, with empty holes in the eye sockets, and blood was constantly dripping from it. It was hideous and bloody.
"Ah!"
Xiao Tao's eyes widened, her face turned pale with fright, she couldn't care about anything, screamed in her throat, stumbled towards the door, slapped the door hard, opened the door hurriedly, and ran out like a madman.
When Luo Ning came back from the market, he saw Xiao Tao running away with a pale face. The little woman ran faster than the wind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
A gust of wind was carried around Luo Ning. He was almost unable to stand due to the impact. He looked at Xiao Tao's back in confusion, what's going on?
Running so fast, it's like being chased by a ghost.
Ghost?
Um?
Only then did Luo Ning notice that Xiao Tao seemed to have run away from his house. Understanding something, Luo Ning hurried back, looked at Duan Hanchuan and asked, "did you do it?"
Duan Hanchuan looked innocent and confused, "what did I do? I don't understand."
As he spoke, he picked up the basket in Luo Ning's hand, "I bought fish today. I like to eat fish the most."
Luo Ning said angrily: "If you keep pretending, are you deliberately teasing Xiao Tao?"
Ghosts are so scary, Xiao Tao is afraid that she will be scared to death.
Duan Hanchuan hugged him from behind, admitted in a low voice, and said dissatisfied: "Who told her to pester you?"
This person was so good-looking that all the people came over to take a look. Duan Hanchuan felt uncomfortable. This was his, and only he could look at it. He could not tolerate others coveting him.
He is narrow-minded and cannot squeeze in a grain of sand.
Luo Ning reluctantly advised: "This won't work. Xiao Tao didn't do anything wrong. What should I do if you scare her out?"
Duan Hanchuan decisively admitted his mistake. Anyway, his goal had been achieved. He rubbed Luo Ning's neck and said, "I didn't want to do anything to her. I just wanted to express my displeasure with her."
"I promise I won't do this again next time."
Luo Ning saw that he was pretending to be pitiful and seriously promised that he would never scare anyone casually next time, so he revealed the matter.
But after Xiao Tao came to her senses, the news that Luo Ning's house was haunted spread in the alley.
As a result, few people came to Luo Ning's small courtyard anymore. Even if someone wanted to talk to him, they would stand far outside his courtyard.
Luo Ning was speechless, and Duan Hanchuan was satisfied. Finally, no one would bother them anymore.
Duan Hanchuan hugged Luo Ning, his eyes full of possessiveness. His baby had adapted to his presence. He couldn't wait to take the other person as his own. He wanted to truly belong to the other person.
Duan Hanchuan didn't understand love, but when he first saw this person, he clearly understood what he wanted in his heart.
Luo Ning was not without feelings. When he accidentally touched Duan Hanchuan's paranoid eyes, his heart jumped, as if something was out of control.
Duan Hanchuan touched his face with his fingers, and brushed his earlobe with his lips as usual. The strength of holding him intimately was completely different from before.
In the past, Duan Hanchuan loved to hold him and kiss him cheek to cheek, but at that time Duan Hanchuan's eyes were innocent and he only regarded him as his most important partner.
But now Duan Hanchuan's eyes have changed. Hidden in them is aggression and possession.
Luo Ning was a little flustered, and there was a large and dense net surrounding him.
He mentioned a few days ago that he wanted to become brothers with Duan Hanchuan. Duan Hanchuan was sulky for two days. Luo Ning now understood what Duan Hanchuan wanted.
Now Duan Hanchuan has grown up, and his thoughts are no longer simple.
Duan Hanchuan still wanted to be with him forever, but it was no longer as a relative, but as another form of companionship.
Luo Ning was enveloped under Duan Hanchuan. Duan Hanchuan held his face and finally spoke, "shall we get married?"
Duan Hanchuan knew that he was selfish and that he was a ghost, but Luo Ning was a human being. This was called a secret marriage. He dreamed of tying Luo Ning to his side, but even though he was selfish, he was unwilling to let go.
He has always understood that what he wants must be kept, and he will never leave any room for regret.
He really wanted to wait for this person for a long time. What if he was not tied to him and ran away again? He was afraid that he would never be able to catch him again.
Duan Hanchuan's eyes were cautiously nervous. He could almost expect Luo Ning to refuse, but it didn't matter. He was patient and he would wait slowly. Now he just wanted to express his feelings. It didn't matter even if Luo Ning didn't want to. He would keep it. By Luo Ning's side, they can be together when Luo Ning gets old and falls asleep.
But what Duan Hanchuan didn't expect was that Luo Ning agreed after hesitating for a while.
Duan Hanchuan's calm expression was broken, and he looked dazed and disbelieving. He held Luo Ning's face and looked at Luo Ning intently, thinking that he had an illusion.
Luo Ning hugged his hand, rubbed it gently, and confirmed with a smile: "Okay, let's get married. I will marry you."
Luo Ning agreed, partly because he felt sorry for Duan Hanchuan. Duan Hanchuan was too tired and he couldn't bear to refuse Duan Hanchuan. As long as Duan Hanchuan wanted, Luo Ning wanted to satisfy him.
They are each other's only one, they are family members, maybe it would be good to become husband and wife.
Also, Luo Ning asked the Taoist priest before that the eighty-one ghost nails nailed on Duan Hanchuan's body caused pain to Duan Hanchuan's soul. Even if they were removed, it would be useless, and the pain would be deeply imprinted. In other words, Duan Hanchuan was suffering every moment.
The pain cannot be removed, but it can be shared.
Only related relatives can be transferred through special terms, so that the rules will recognize it.
Luo Ning originally wanted to be Duan Hanchuan's brother, but Duan Hanchuan wanted to marry him. He became Duan Hanchuan's partner, so that should be okay.
After receiving Luo Ning's affirmative answer, Duan Hanchuan's dark eyes suddenly burst into light. It was so bright that it was so intense and hot that it almost burned Luo Ning.
Something seemed to explode in Duan Hanchuan's mind. He had never been so happy, and his stagnant heart seemed to have resumed its previous beating.
Duan Hanchuan couldn't suppress his strong emotions. He carefully lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss between Luo Ning's brows.
The thin lips gradually moved to the side of Luo Ning's face, leaving traces of nostalgia on Duan Hanchuan's face.
I really like this person. I really like this person.
After receiving the response from his sweetheart, Duan Hanchuan felt as if he had eaten candy, and his heart was so sweet that he couldn't wait to get married.
By then, Luo Ning will be his wife.
Duan Hanchuan immediately notified some little ghosts to come over and prepare the necessary things for the wedding.