After a normal lunch, Qin Nan followed Luo Lin to the village carpenter to get furniture, borrowed tools, and brought some timber home.
The old cabinets in the house were replaced with new ones, and some slightly damaged ones needed to be repaired. In addition, the house also needed to be cleaned. The two of them were busy all afternoon. After dinner, they boiled water and did a quick wash.
While washing, Qin Nan saw the mottled marks on his body again and couldn't help but grit his teeth, determined to settle the score with that person when he saw him!
Luo Lin, who had exerted himself greatly due to excessive excitement, fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed after washing up.
Qin Nan lay in bed unable to sleep, so he took out his phone to look at the wallpaper again. Seeing the children's happy smiles, he felt a warmth in his heart, wondering if they were waiting for him at home.
As for the person sitting on the sofa, Qin Nan couldn't remember, but they might be someone important. Judging from the photo, they should be family members, perhaps the older brother or the younger brother.
Regardless, they should all be his family. Thinking this, Qin Nan smiled gently, her eyes filled with tenderness as she looked at the photo.
After a long while, Qin Nan felt sleepy. He slept in his clothes and hid his phone inside the bed. Until he figured everything out, this was the only thing that gave him peace of mind.
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The cold rain started and stopped at an unknown time.
Qin Nan didn't know how many years he had been in a coma, but when he woke up...
The wind hadn't stopped, the rain had ceased, but the oppressive, gloomy sky, seemingly so close yet still suffocating him.
Among the many barren mountains that once rose abruptly, numerous gullies naturally formed, which accumulated rainwater and converged into a river.
Qin Nan lowered his eyes and looked at the river called Mingchuan.
Wandering ghosts with nowhere to go drift along the banks of the River of the Dead, while in the desolate mountains not far away, there are all sorts of underworld beasts and monsters.
Those monsters were born beneath the River of the Dead. They seemed to have climbed up along something, and even wanted to continue climbing, to climb out of the Netherworld, to find delicious prey.
But there is a barrier in the underworld, a barrier that separates Yin and Yang. In addition, there is an array that prevents all ghosts that enter the underworld from leaving even half a step.
Qin Nan was the key figure in the formation.
As long as his physical body remains here, this place will forever be a prison where the sun never shines.
It seems that a long time ago, those ghosts and monsters did not know of Qin Nan's existence. But later, the water of the Underworld River grew darker and darker, eventually becoming as black as ink. Those originally aimless wandering ghosts transformed one by one into fierce ghosts filled with resentment.
They... have gone out of control!
One-tenth of Qin Nan's body was not in the River of the Underworld. The water was extremely cold, and it seemed to contain all the resentment, hatred, anger, sorrow, and despair of the entire world...
Qin Nan felt terrible, worse than being slashed by a strong wind.
But he can't move!
In the waters of the Underworld River, a deathly aura slowly seeped into Qin Nan's body. With just a thought, a faint golden light surged within Qin Nan, expelling the deathly aura.
However, Qin Nan will not remain conscious indefinitely, as maintaining the formation will consume his energy.
This made him very sleepy... very sleepy...
Qin Nan fell into a deep sleep once again, and the deathly energy took the opportunity to surge in frantically, like a gluttonous ghost, devouring Qin Nan's life force bit by bit.
The sleeping body, with only the heart beating steadily, is vulnerable to the invasion of death.
There's nothing I can do...
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"Anan! Anan! Wake up! Time to get up!"
Qin Nan felt as if he were in a void of darkness, and a sound from an unknown source gradually awakened his senses.
Qin Nan opened his heavy eyelids and stared somewhat dazedly at the beams on the roof. As he opened his eyes, the voices around him stopped urging him on.
He slowly sat up, and although he was fully awake for a long time, he still felt very dizzy.
He looked around and gradually came to his senses.
He seemed to have had a very long dream again. He couldn't remember what happened in the dream, but he felt very heavy and his mind was confused.
Luo Lin: "Anan, get up quickly. Everyone will be here soon, and the house will be ready. You still have to come with me to pick up the bride!"
Qin Nan got up and dressed, looking confused.
The wedding procession?
After Qin Nan fully regained consciousness, she remembered that yesterday Ahe had gone to present the betrothal gifts and set the wedding date. She had also helped him buy furniture and do repairs, all in preparation for the wedding in half a month.
So, what kind of wedding are we welcoming today? Are we inviting relatives to come and help out at our house?
Qin Nan got dressed and walked out of the bedroom. When she saw the scene in the living room, she was stunned.
Brand new tables, chairs, and cabinets; the main hall also features a seating arrangement for the most important person.
The walls were covered with white "囍" characters, and white silk flowers hung from the beams. The white lanterns with the character "祭" (sacrifice) on them cast a cold, pale light on the room.
The door was wide open, and the sky outside was pitch black. Every time a cold wind blew by, the white lanterns and silk flowers inside the house would sway in the wind.
Qin Nan couldn't help but gasp.
He must still be asleep!
This is a dream!
It must be!
Qin Nan took a deep breath and was about to turn around and go back to the bedroom when she saw Luo Lin walk out of the original storeroom.
Unlike the gloomy white room, he was dressed in a bright red wedding gown, his hair neatly tied up with a red ribbon, and a large red silk flower on his chest.
However, Luo Lin, dressed like this, standing in the room that resembled a funeral hall, appeared even more eerie.
Luo Lin himself was completely unaware of this, and he walked excitedly to Qin Nan.
Luo Lin: "How's it going? Am I dressed neatly enough?"
Qin Nan stammered, "Okay, neat, very neat!"
Qin Nan suppressed the urge to back away and forced a smile as he agreed. This was all too bizarre. He wasn't even sure if Luo Lin was normal, and he didn't dare to alert him, for fear that Luo Lin might suddenly undergo a dramatic change.
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