The next day, Chu Chenan woke up early.
He leaned back on the soft pillows and looked around the large and classical room.
Waves of subtle fragrance filled the air, and the white window screens revealed eerie light and shadows. Two mahogany cabinets were displayed on the inner wall.
Lan Huai's house is also big, but the style is different from Lan Xu's house.
The last time he came to this copy, there was no homestay here, so he was temporarily staying at Lan Huai's home.
He recalled the first time he met Lan Huai. He was a newcomer and was forgotten by his companions. He relied on his sense of direction to find the village.
The first person I met was Lan Huai.
At that time, Lan Huai was standing in the rosy clouds, also wearing a cool purple outfit, with the silver ornaments on his neck occasionally flashing with silver light.
Lan Huai's expression was cold and gloomy, and he was watching him with his eyes lowered as he moved his luggage towards him bit by bit.
Lan Huai was very tall. When Chu Chenan approached, he found that he was only up to Lan Huai's neck. His aura was too cold, which made Chu Chenan a little afraid to step forward and talk to him, but there was only Lan Huai here.
...
...
So Chu Chenan made up his mind and took a few steps forward.
His cheeks were a little raw, and he asked Lan Huai in a low voice, "Excuse me... do you know if there is a place to stay here?"
"Yes." Lan Huai stared at Chu Chenan's gray face, like a weak little deer that had lost its way. He said calmly, "Follow me."
Later, Chu Chenan followed Lan Huai into his home.
At the beginning, they didn't bother each other and got along well.
Chu Chenan was a freelance photographer at the time. Every day he would stand in front of the balcony of Lan Huai's high-rise building to take some photos of the sunset.
Lan Huai was sitting in the corridor not far away, reading an ancient book carved out of bamboo. Chu Chenan felt that he was noble and sacred. The gentle glow of the sunset outlined his sharp face, like a painting.
Chu Chenan couldn't help but stare in amazement. He turned the camera and pressed the shutter button towards Lan Huai.
With a "click".
This caused Lan Huai to turn his head, he put down the book and glanced at Chu Chenan.
Chu Chenan had a look of embarrassment as if he had been caught. His face was slightly pink, and he laughed dryly, "Sorry, I... I just thought you were pretty, so I took a picture."
Chu Chenan stood in front of the rosy glow, with a hazy light gold glowing behind him, which set off his fair skin and red lips, adding a bit of hazy beauty.
His eyes were so beautiful that Lan Huai stared at them for a few more seconds.
During these few seconds, it seemed as if time had stood still.
Lan Huai smiled gently, completely different from the cold and sacred person just now.
"It's okay, you can take as many photos as you want."
Chu Chenan was slightly stunned. It was the first time he saw Lan Huai smile in all the days he stayed here.
In a trance.
He felt that when Lan Huai smiled, he was like a completely different person.
Or maybe not the same person.
…
Chu Chenan didn't take this strange illusion to heart.
later.
The relationship between him and Lan Huai is no longer as distant as it was at the beginning.
Lan Huai would come to see him every day and bring him a bouquet of gorgeous deep red flowers.
Those bouquets are beautiful and smell great.
Whenever Chu Chenan smelled the fragrance of flowers, he could fall asleep quickly and have a dreamless night.
One day, he accidentally spilled water on the bouquet.
The scent of the sleep-aid was noticeably fainter, but that didn't affect his sleep.
He closed his eyes and soon fell into a light sleep.
The room was very quiet, and the sound of the door lock opening woke Chu Chenan up from his sleep.
He closed his eyes, frowned a little aggrievedly, and tried to continue trying to fall asleep.
Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming from the door, accompanied by the sound of clear silver bells.
Chu Chenan was half awake, lying there not daring to move.
Someone walked to the edge of his bed and stroked his cheeks and lips with long, strong fingertips.
"The partners of all previous sorcerers are destined, and I am no exception."
It was Lan Huai's cold voice.
"I can identify who that person is."
He seemed to be mumbling to himself, rubbing Chu Chenan's face lightly with the back of his fingers.
Chu Chenan's sleepiness had largely faded away. He was much more awake and closed his eyes.
Lan Huai suddenly chuckled softly, "He looks really delicious. I like him too."
"Then you have to keep a close eye on it. Don't let this little guy run away."
The cold and sacred Lan Huai in the past was now leaning over and licking and kissing Chu Chenan's earlobe.
After a long time, she kissed Chu Chenan's cheek again, still unsatisfied.
He said calmly, "Of course I know."
Chu Chenan was terrified. He waited for a long time after Lan Huai left before he slowly opened his eyes.
He continued to pant.
He was so shocked that his face flushed, and he quickly raised his hand to rub his earlobe that had just been licked for a long time.
The usually holy sorcerer is actually... a pervert!
…
Chu Chenan withdrew his thoughts, sat up and put on his shoes, glancing around casually.
The mahogany xun was hanging intact on the head of his bed, the tassels on it swaying gently.
No matter where he threw it, the Xun would follow him like a ghost.
Chu Chenan hurriedly got up, went to the bathroom to wash up quickly, then opened the door.
Lan Xu stood at the door of his room and smiled, "Good morning, I was just about to call you."
Chu Chenan was stunned for a moment and said, "Good morning."
"Let's go have breakfast." Lan Xu said.
"Okay." Chu Chenan closed the door and walked downstairs with him.
Lan Xu asked: "Are you used to living in that room?"
Chu Chenan held the armrest and said, "Yeah, I'm used to it."
"That's good," Lan Xu said with a smile, "That room has good feng shui, maybe it can ward off evil spirits."
Chu Chenan's eyes were wet, and he whispered, "Really..."
Could it be that Lan Huai didn’t come to see him last night because of this room?
They came to the first floor, and Lan Xu scooped him a bowl of porridge. "What are your plans for today?"
Chu Chenan thought for a moment and said, "I plan to find He Xuesheng to paint together."
"I'm so envious," Lan Xu smiled sweetly, "I wish I could paint, and I could paint with you."
There was something else behind Lan Xu's words, which made Chu Chenan a little hesitant to respond.
Chu Chenan lowered his head and laughed dryly, then took a piece of white dessert and ate it by himself.
His long eyelashes were drawn back, and he looked very handsome while eating.
Lan Xu didn't eat much, just looked at him with a smile.
After breakfast, Chu Chenan put down the bowl.
His scalp tingled under Lan Xu's stare, and his peach blossom eyes glanced to the side, "Thank you, I'll just eat at the B&B next time."
"Don't be polite with me. I usually eat breakfast alone. It's so lonely." Lan Xu handed him a napkin. "I'm glad you can have breakfast with me."
Lan Xu has an easy-going and bright personality. Chu Chenan was slightly stunned when he saw the face that looked exactly like Lan Huai.
Chu Chenan lowered his wet eyes, took the napkin, and thanked him softly.
He did not stay long and quickly left Lan Xu's house to find He Xuesheng.
He Xuesheng squatted beside the bed and watched Lao Liang apply medicine to him.
Lao Liang was using a cotton swab to disinfect himself. He squinted and glanced at He Xuesheng, "No, can't you have a little sympathy?"
"How can I not sympathize with you?" He Xuesheng squatted in a different position, with his hands on his knees, and accused deeply, "I'm here to see you again, how can I sympathize with you? You want to run away, you want to fly away? I'm not saying anything bad about you, Lao Liang, you're already so old, and you're still nagging at me. Be careful or I'll tell my cousin, it's not nice!"
Lao Liang knew very well that He Xuesheng was a straight man.
He stared at He Xuesheng and raised his arm slightly, "Don't you feel like something is missing?"
He Xuesheng glanced at Lao Liang's arm, and after a long while he came to the conclusion, "It seems... the wound is a little purple."
Lao Liang rolled his eyes at him.
"That means you didn't take a shower yesterday!" He Xuesheng clapped his hands, "I was wondering why there was a smell!"
Lao Liang took a deep breath and said, "Look at what you're stepping on under your dirty shoes."
He Xuesheng looked down at his feet. A large roll of white gauze had become his foot pad, and it was dirty and yellow with black.
He laughed awkwardly and stood up quickly. "Haha, why is the ground so soft? Can it still be used?"
Lao Liang glanced at him sideways, "Do you think it can be used?"
He Xuesheng stepped out of the door, laughing dryly, "I'll just go get a new one!"
When He Xuesheng was walking back to the corridor with gauze wrapped around his waist, he happened to meet Chu Chenan who was looking for him.
Chu Chenan greeted him.
"He Xuesheng, let's go to the cobblestone road downstairs to paint today. There are many people there, and it's close to the B&B."
It should be relatively safe.
He didn't dare stay in the room for too long during the day, for he was afraid that Lan Huai would come looking for him as soon as he closed his eyes.
He Xuesheng was of course happy to do so. "Okay, I still have two assignments to finish."
"Why hasn't your wound healed yet?" Chu Chenan glanced at He Xuesheng's neck. The wound had turned black and purple, oozing pus, and had not healed for a long time.
"Hey, it's okay," He Xuesheng touched his neck, "I don't feel any pain, it shouldn't be a big problem."
Chu Chenan still felt something was wrong, so he said, "If it's still like this tomorrow, go apply some more medicine."
"Okay, I got it." He Xuesheng responded casually while jumping around.
He and He Xuesheng came to Lao Liang's room together.
"Director Liang." Chu Chenan said politely while standing at the door.
When Lao Liang saw Chu Chenan coming, his attitude changed drastically. He said gently, "Chenan is here, come on, come and sit down."
"Okay," Chu Chenan smiled and sat down on a chair not far away.
He Xuesheng handed the gauze to Lao Liang and said with a smile, "Do you want me to help you, brother-in-law?"
"No need, it's just a matter of going around in circles. You were too harsh on me, and I still have to go back to see your cousin's husband." Lao Liang didn't trust him at all. He took the gauze and wrapped it around his arm.
Chu Chenan looked at his wound and asked, "Did you get lost after arriving at Wulan Mountain, Director Liang?"
"Yes," Lao Liang said seriously, "we got lost when we got to the area."
Chu Chenan asked: "Have you passed through the plains?"
“Plain?” Lao Liang shook his head. “I was halfway up the mountain and there were mountains all around. I didn’t see any plain.”
Chu Chenan's heart skipped a beat and he felt something was wrong.
He could clearly see the plain at the foot of the mountain...
How come Lao Liang and the others didn’t see it?
"I've searched the surroundings many times these days, and there's nothing but forests and mountains. I doubt that the secret realm exists at all." Lao Liang said dejectedly.
Chu Chenan pinched the corner of his clothes tightly.
It feels increasingly weird.
Lan Xu clearly took him into the secret realm yesterday.
The last time he came to this copy, he had never heard of the existence of the secret realm.
"I think so too." He Xuesheng squatted aside and nodded seriously. "Maybe it was made up by those pyramid schemes to stimulate tourism consumption. The so-called royal tombs are probably also made up. The feng shui here is really bad. I fainted twice in this damn place."
"But speaking of which," He Xuesheng frowned, "I was poisoned and passed out for the entire afternoon yesterday. I slept soundly. How come you and Lan Xu were not poisoned?"
"Maybe... it's because of different physiques."
Chu Chenan said, and suddenly realized, "Wait, you said you slept for the whole afternoon? Didn't Lan Xu wake you up and tell you that we were going to find Lao Liang first?"
"No," He Xuesheng shook his head dully, "I fell asleep directly from the time I was poisoned until you came. I didn't even hear Lan Xu's voice in my dream. What happened?"
Chu Chenan shook his head, "It's okay."
This is different from what Lan Xu said yesterday. Lan Xu said that he used herbs to detoxify him.
But the cold feeling in the dream seemed real.
In the dream, Lan Xu was kissing him.
Chu Chenan clutched the hem of his clothes, feeling vaguely uneasy.
He thought again, Lan Huai is the NPC behind the scenes of this world, so why would Lan Xu suddenly kiss him?
Did you find out that he was actually Chen An?
No, he and Lan Xu had never met before, so how could he recognize him within these few days?
He forced himself not to think about it anymore, collected his thoughts, and went downstairs to paint with He Xuesheng.
The stone road is very spacious, and there is a wheat field not far away.
Very suitable for sketching.
They specially found a shady place and placed the easels there.
"The weather is really nice today." He Xuesheng said, and began to write freely.
Not far from the cobblestone road is the attic area of the houses, and there are many narrow paths between the houses.
Lan Xu's house was the tallest and most luxurious one, and the rooftop of the attic was diagonally facing them.
He Xuesheng suddenly tapped Chu Chenan's arm with his elbow and said, "Hey, look, does it look like you?"
Chu Chenan turned his head to look and saw that He Xuesheng had drawn a little pig, which was white and fat.
It has to be said that He Xuesheng is very talented in painting, and this little pig is painted very vividly.
Chu Chenan couldn't help laughing, thinking that He Xuesheng was so childish.
He immediately retorted, "Like you!"
He Xuesheng also laughed. He had a low sense of humor to begin with, and he suddenly paused, and his loud laughter spread throughout the building area.
Chu Chenan curled his lips and planned to draw a little turtle as a revenge.
He Xuesheng glanced at Chu Chenan's painting, unwilling to be left behind, and smiled evilly, "Wait, I'll draw another handsome picture for you."
Seeing that He Xuesheng drew faster than him, Chu Chenan grabbed his drawing paper and started writing quickly.
"You can't be like this," He Xuesheng laughed, "Hahahaha... you are drawing yourself, Chu Xiaoba."
Chu Chenan continued to refute: "I said it was you!"
…
Lan Xu stood on the rooftop of a high-rise building.
He lowered his eyes to look at the two people under the shade of the tree, and heard bursts of laughter.
Lan Huai's eyes were dark, he smiled and whispered, "It's great to be able to draw."
Chu Chenan and He Xuesheng quarreled for a few minutes and then continued to paint.
Suddenly, a loud "bang bang" sound was heard in the distance.
Chu Chenan was so frightened that his shoulders trembled. He turned his head to look not far away, and saw several pear wood chairs thrown to the ground.
When they fell to the ground, the intricately carved chairs were shattered beyond recognition.
The chairs were quite far away from them, probably because the owner who smashed them really wanted them to be here.
He looked up blankly. There were two or three houses nearby and he had no idea who had smashed the house.
"Oh my god... I'm scared to death." He Xuesheng looked at that place, his eyes full of regret, "That's a pear wood chair, it's very rare judging by its quality. Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity."
Chu Chenan was still in shock, "How did you know?"
He Xuesheng: "My family is in the wood business, and I have seen a lot of precious wood."
Chu Chenan nodded and said nothing more.
The doubts in his heart deepened secretly.
At this time, He Xuesheng suddenly asked again: "Do you think I can go pick up some wood chips?"
Chu Chenan: “…”
They painted until noon and then went back.
He originally wanted to go back to Lan Xu's house to wash his face and then go back to the B&B for dinner, but as soon as he entered the door, Lan Xu poked his head out of the kitchen door.
Lan Xu held onto the door with one hand and smiled sweetly, "You're back. Go wash your hands. We'll have dinner soon."
Chu Chenan was stunned for a moment, "No, no need, I'll just go to the B&B to eat..."
Before he could finish his words, Lan Xu came out with the soup. The table was already filled with fragrant food.
Lan Xu had actually done it early in the morning.
"Come, drink a bowl of soup first." Lan Xu scooped a bowl of soup for him, "Be careful of the heat."
Chu Chenan couldn't refuse anymore, so he sat down and said, "Thank you."
The fish soup was thick and delicious, and Chu Chenan quickly drank half a bowl.
Lan Xu watched him drink, "Is it delicious?"
Chu Chenan nodded, "Yeah, it tastes good."
"As long as you like it." Lan Xu stared at him.
After Chu Chenan finished a bowl of soup, he couldn't help but admire it in his heart.
Lan Xu seems to have always lived alone, and he is very young, but his cooking skills are surprisingly good.
Lan Xu picked up a lot of dishes for Chu Chenan, "You and He Xuesheng seem to have a good relationship."
Chu Chenan ate seriously, "Yes, he is my classmate."
Lan Xu peeled a plate of shrimp for him and asked, "Does he like you?"
Chu Chenan choked and took the water handed to him by Lan Xu, "No, his sexual orientation... he likes girls, we are just good friends."
"Really?" Lan Xu said calmly. He stared at Chu Chen's pretty little face and said nothing more.
Chu Chenan was very full after this meal.
He wanted to help clean up the dishes, but was stopped by Lan Xu.
Lan Xu held his oily fingertips and said, "Leave it there. Someone will come to clean it up later."
Chu Chenan's face turned slightly red, and after Lan Xu wiped his face carefully, he withdrew his hand.
"I went to find He Xuesheng to paint together."
Lan Xu looked at his leaving back, his smiling eyes slightly narrowed, with a sinister chill in his pupils.
In the evening, Chu Chenan had dinner at the B&B before returning to Lan Xu's house.
He came to stay overnight, and one or two meals would be fine, but he couldn't trouble Lan Xu all the time.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Lan Xu sitting at the dining table.
The food on the table was steaming, and Lan Xu was scooping him a bowl of soup. "Why are you painting so late? Come and eat."
Chu Chenan waved his hands repeatedly, "No need, I've already eaten at the B&B."
Lan Xu seemed to have been waiting for him, and Chu Chenan couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
Lan Xu paused, his green eyes showing a hint of disappointment, "Is that so?"
Chu Chenan looked at Lan Xu's eyes and immediately softened his heart. He sat down at the dining table and whispered, "I can still have a bowl of soup."
"Hmm." Lan Xu smiled sweetly and quickly scooped a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Chu Chenan, "Try it quickly."
Finally, Chu Chenan finished the bowl of soup and went upstairs first.
Lan Xu used the bowl that Chu Chenan had used to serve himself a bowl of soup, and the smile in his eyes just now disappeared.
He took a sip of the soup and stared at the bowl of noodles gloomily.
"Okay, brother, I admit that I am jealous." He said quietly to the people around him.
The bowl suddenly hit the ground and broke into pieces.
Chu Chenan took a shower and opened the window of the room.
This is right opposite the homestay.
The wind was very cold at night, it was almost dark downstairs, and not many people passed by.
He wiped his wet hair and planned to enjoy the night breeze.
Suddenly, he glanced casually and his eyes suddenly widened.
I saw that the bamboo window of the room opposite was half open, and a scarlet figure floated by, and then climbed up the bamboo window sill.
Only then did Chu Chenan see the ghost's face clearly.
It was a face covered with scars, with charred and bloody flesh all over, and many wounds on the body. It was unknown whether the ghost was a man or a woman, and the entire scalp was covered with ulcers and various regular pits.
Blood continued to flow out.
Chu Chenan was so scared that he stepped back and quickly closed the window.
[Ding~Congratulations on activating a temporary task]
[Task name: Close the window opposite]
[Task time limit: 30 minutes]
[Bonus points: X1000]
Chu Chenan sighed in his heart and could only open the window again.
This small task has no value, but it can be a matter of life and death.
He only opened a crack and stared at the ghost's every move.
The ghost across the street wandered around the house where he used to live for five or six minutes, then disappeared outside the corridor.
Gone? !
Chu Chenan seized the opportunity, took a fruit knife and a flashlight and ran downstairs.
It's almost ten o'clock now.
He thought he had left Lan Xu's house quietly.
Shortly after he left, the sound of a clear silver bell was heard at the door.
…
Chu Chenan quickly ran up to the B&B building.
He looked around carefully outside the corridor, making sure that the ghost was really gone, then he quickly ran towards the charred house.
He was holding a flashlight, feeling extremely nervous, and the darkness around him made him feel uneasy.
He clenched the fruit knife in his hand and ran straight to the wide-open bamboo window.
He closed the window as quickly as possible.
When I turned around, I saw the ghostly figure suddenly appear at the door.
Then I saw the ghost had already climbed up to the door.
She was looking at him with a twisted mouth.
The ghost's voice was hoarse and terrifying, "Blood... blood smells so good."
The ghost became ferocious and pounced towards Chu Chenan.
Chu Chenan was so frightened that he clenched the fruit knife in his hand and stabbed it with all his strength when the ghost grabbed his shoulder.
With a "puff" sound.
The fruit knife stabbed the ghost in the thigh.
Blood gushed out continuously.
Chu Chenan was stunned.
This... this is not a ghost.
Is it a living person? !
The scarred man screamed, grabbed Chu Chenan's back, grasped Chu Chenan's shoulders and wanted to bite him.
Chu Chenan pulled out the fruit knife, but before he could continue to resist, the heaviness on his body suddenly disappeared.
Someone is coming.
Painful moans and howls were then heard from the room.
It was too dark around him and Chu Chenan couldn't see clearly. He hurriedly picked up the flashlight that had fallen on the ground and shone it towards the source of the sound.
He saw Lan Xu's hands were covered in blood, holding the man by the scruff of the neck and smashing him against the wall.
The scarred man's face was smashed and blood flowed down the wall and onto the ground.
Lan Xu's hands continued to move, and his strength was terrifying.
Until the man was hit so hard that he stopped screaming.
Chu Chenan's hands were shaking as he held the flashlight.
Lan Xu slowly held the man's face and rubbed it against the wall. The blood stained the white wallpaper, as if he was painting a picture.
Lan Xu turned to look at Chu Chenan and smiled sweetly, "Does my painting look good?"
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