Chapter 696 The Young Lady and the Repairman (26)

When the first mistress of the manor realized that something was wrong with the manor, she thought that throwing her husband’s treasures into the water would help dissipate his resentment. However, every time after midnight, muddy footprints would appear in the manor.

The mistress looked at the footprints leading to the bridal chamber and felt a wave of fear in her heart. She was glad that she had moved out of the bridal chamber after her husband’s accident, but she also felt more panic.

As the servants in the manor got up after midnight and were found dead with their necks broken the next day, she decided to move out of the manor.

Before she died, the mistress left a message that the descendants of the Luo family were never allowed to return to Minghu Manor, and that the manor could not fall into the hands of others. She didn’t want to see anyone die again.

But in Luo Xiao's generation, he had to sell the manor because of the economic crisis, and because of the treasures in the lake, he had to come to the manor.

Luo Mianmian came to her senses, "Shi Li is still in there!"

Luo Xiao grabbed Luo Mianmian's hand, "Don't you understand yet? He is looking for his bride. You are my daughter, and your grandmother's blood is in your body. If you run into him, he will take you away as a bride."

The man at the bottom of the lake has been looking for a bride. He has no reason and acts on this obsession. Anyone who appears in front of him will have his genitals destroyed and his neck broken if he is a man, and his soul taken away if he is a woman.

Cheng Li ran into the man in the lake when she went out in the middle of the night to get a glass of water. Her soul was stripped away, and she showed signs of drowning. It won't be long before she dies.

Luo Xiao certainly knew the rule that you can't go out in the middle of the night, but he slept in the same room with Cheng Li, and he didn't intend to remind Cheng Li not to go out in the middle of the night, so he was not surprised that Cheng Li got into trouble.

The man in the lake will not stop until he finds the real bride.

Luo Mianmian suddenly realized something else, "Luo Xuan... is also in that house."

There was a moment of reluctance in Luo Xiao's eyes, but this reluctance was soon replaced by indifference, "He must find the bride, Luo Xuan is the best candidate."

Luo Mianmian felt inexplicably cold all over.

She suddenly realized that Luo Xiao chose to take her away because there was still Luo Xuan who could be used as a sacrifice. What if Luo Xuan didn't exist?

Who would be left to be sacrificed?

In Luo Xiao's opinion, between wealth and daughter, is the former more important?

"So I think he should be looking for his bride."

In the wooden house, He Mian picked up an iron bucket and started a small fire. In the light of the fire, Bai Yao expressed his guess.

She still remembered that before she was dragged into the cold, she heard the words "my bride", the wandering figure, the old tone, in the thunderstorm night, the horror and a kind of hidden sadness intertwined together, which was impressive.

He Mian was not interested in what was happening outside. He picked up Bai Yao wrapped in a blanket and held her in his arms and sat on a chair next to the fire.

Bai Yao touched his cold face and asked curiously: "If this is really a ghost story, is he the owner of the manor who has been dead for many years and is looking for his wife?"

He Mian replied: "Maybe."

Bai Yao moved closer to him. Under the light of the fire, the boy's cold face softened a lot. She used to think he was like the cold moon, but now she thinks he is like the warm sun. He

Mian lowered his eyebrows and looked gentle. Her face was reflected in his clear eyes, as if the night sky had captured its own galaxy.

Bai Yao suddenly asked softly: "He Mian, if it was you, would you keep looking for me?"

He said: "No."

Bai Yao frowned, "Why?"

He chuckled and stroked her braid, which he had tied for her not long ago, "You should keep moving forward instead of being trapped by me."

The first time he saw Bai Yao, He Mian was working on the rooftop. He was clearly the one in the sun, but when he lowered his head and saw the girl in the swaying shadows of the trees, he was suddenly hurt by the sun.

From the beginning, he knew that he and she were not from the same world, but the heartbeat of youth was not something that could be suppressed by reason.

Every look, every move, even the mention of his name in every sentence, would make his soul tremble. He

Mian had come into contact with many people in his short life. He had long been tempered by life and learned to control the boundaries between people. Even when he took the initiative to help Aunt Fang find her lost husband in the mountains, he actually had his thoughts and calculations.

Aunt Fang had a wide network of contacts and could provide him with more opportunities to make money.

To be honest, the time he and Bai Yao had been in contact was not that long, but sometimes the feelings between people were so strange.

It doesn't require the accumulation of time, nor does it require sharing the hardships of life and death. It only requires a simple greeting, a polite conversation, and an afternoon together in the ordinary days, and love will burst out like a volcanic eruption.

He Mian knows very well that he likes Bai Yao, and he also regards every day with Bai Yao as the result of his stolen luck. Naturally, he has also had many despicable thoughts, such as if he could trap Bai Yao by his side.

But Bai Yao is going forward. The place she wants to go should have the breeze in April, the magnificent scenery in spring, and the sunlight that will never fall.

He Mian kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear, "Yaoyao, Minghu Town is not a good place."

The place is too small, there is too much rain, the air is too humid, and it is rare to see a sunny day.

So since he was very young, he has been working hard to live with the goal of "escaping from Minghu Town."

When Bai Yao said, "I will wait for you to find me," He Mian felt that he had caught a shooting star that was burning for himself, so on the basis of "escaping from Minghu Town," he had a clearer goal, which was to go to where she was.

Bai Yao raised her face to look at him, and there was inquiry in her gaze, but He Mian did not give her so much time to think. He smiled, lowered his head, kissed her lips, and devoured her reason.

The raindrops that kept hitting the lake surface made the usually peaceful lake surface a mess.

Luo Mianmian finally digested Luo Xiao's incredible idea, and she walked back, "I want to find Shi Li!"

Luo Xiao held Luo Mianmian's hand tightly, "Mianmian, you are my most beloved child, don't let me down."

He only cared about Luo Mianmian, and didn't care about the life and death of others, even if there was another daughter of his in that house.

Luo Mianmian paused slightly, because she caught a glimpse of a body floating on the lake.