My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn't Stop Pestering Me

At the foot of Nanshan, Duan Chen found the ten thousand step stone steps.

Accompanying Duan Chen were Duan Lin and Assistant Zhang. Duan Lin looked up at the endless stone steps.

"Is it here?"

As soon as the words finished, Duan Lin saw Duan Chen kneel down.

Kneeling at three steps, kowtow at seven steps, every time you go up a step, you will read Yan Rui's name in your heart.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Duan Lin went to stop him.

"Save Yan Rui." Duan Chen looked at the front with a firm gaze, "Go back, I'm fine here alone."

Duan Lin said anxiously: "Do you really believe the nonsense that person said? He told you to kneel down like this and you just kneel up? You haven't recovered well yet, do you still need 7 lives? Besides, Yan Rui is already dead, so you can just kneel down like this? Even if you go up to see him like this, he can't see what you've done with his eyes closed."

Duan Lin's words pierced into Duan Chen's ears like a thorn, his whole body trembled in pain but not fatal, his eyes were a little red, but the pupils inside were as dark as ink that could not be melted.

Assistant Zhang also stepped forward to stop him, and persuaded him with the company: "Mr. Duan, because of your affairs, the Duan family is in a mess now, and you still need to take charge of the overall situation. What the second young master said makes sense. The place has been found, but what the man said is still the same." It’s better not to listen, Mr. Yan is already dead and can’t come back.”

"Leave the company to Duan Lin. He's done a good job. Let them think I'm dead." Duan Chen slightly raised his head to look at the stone steps, as if he saw Yan Rui on the top floor.

"I only want Yan Rui now." Even if he died, he would still rot in his arms.

In front of Duan Chen's eyes was Yan Rui lying in his arms covered in blood, and he lay in his arms, slowly closing his eyes, no breathing, no heartbeat, the last temperature disappeared little by little live.

As soon as Duan Chen thought of this scene, he felt that life would be worse than death.

Duan Chen asked Duan Lin and the others to leave, but no one moved. There are more than 9000 stone steps to climb in this wilderness, how long does it take to climb.

In case, Duan Chen was exhausted halfway up the climb and rolled down, no one would know if he was really dead.

Duan Lin and Assistant Zhang were worried about him and insisted on going up with him.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine stone steps sound like a string of ordinary numbers, but it is only when you walk up that you realize how long the string of numbers is.

By the time Duan Chen returned to the top of the mountain with three steps, one kneeling, and seven steps, one kowtow, it was already the second day, and he had climbed for a total of sixteen hours.

His clothes were covered with dust, his knees were broken, but he still stood up with support, blood flowed from his broken forehead, and slid past the corners of his eyes, like a stream of blood and tears.

Duan Lin didn't kneel, just walked up like this without stopping, his legs were spinning and he couldn't stand up straight.

The mountain is full of camellia trees, the breeze is blowing, and the fragrance of flowers is bursting. It is so beautiful, but no matter how beautiful the scenery is, I don’t have the heart to look at it.

"Where are people?" Duan Lin asked hoarsely, panting.

Duan Chen stood where he was, his chapped lips were tightly pressed, and his eyes were already stained red.

Duan Lin took a sip of water, regained his strength and walked forward. There is not even a cave house in this wilderness, so there is no one who can have a fart.

"That man is indeed a liar." Thinking of how hard it was to come up, he was fine, but Duan Chen came up on his knees and kowtowed.

Not to mention seeing Yan Rui, there is not even a ghost.

Self-blame and guilt occupied his heart, he shouldn't have told his brother everything.

He looked back at Duan Chen, his brother was being supported by Assistant Zhang, his back was straight, and the blood on his forehead couldn't stop.

"Brother, let's take a day off and go back."

He brought water and food in his bag, and he could barely last until he went down the mountain tomorrow.

Duan Chen still stood still: "Go back, I won't go."

Duan Lin always knew that his brother was paranoid, but he didn't expect to be so paranoid.

Thinking of Yan Rui, Duan Lin felt sad, "Brother, it's already too late."

Duan Chen looked up at the bright sun in the sky: "It's not too late."

Duan Lin suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Brother, don't you believe in bringing the dead back to life?"

Duan Chen pulled the corners of his lips awkwardly. He would never have believed it before, but now he has no choice but to believe it and cling to this impossible thing.

Duan Chen murmured: "Then how do I live?"

Duan Lin was stunned. His brother was indeed dead at the time, but he was rescued by Yan Rui on the third day after his death. Yan Rui said that he was a ten thousand year snake demon who could bring people back to life.

Now that Yan Rui is dead, will some kind of monster or god suddenly appear to save Yan Rui?

Duan Lin thought it was absurd, but the things that happened before his eyes forced him to believe it.

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