There is a sick girl before and a ghost after

Considering that Qian Tong'an still doesn't know what kind of moth will come out next, and he doesn't know how long it will take to go to the ancient tomb in a few days, and it is unreasonable to ask for leave all the time, Wen Yuran simply quit his current job, I plan to return to normal life after all these troubles are resolved.

Just like what Qianlang himself said, those seemingly serious injuries were nothing to him, and he didn’t experience symptoms such as inflammation, and some relatively shallow wounds healed very early without leaving any scars Down.

The few needles that pierced the palm before were much thicker than ordinary needles, so the wound on the hand recovered slowly, but overall it was still healing.

But Qi Feichen refused to move out of Yin Mu's house very flatly. According to him, he meant: he was worried that he would really kill this pair of dogs if he couldn't hold back.

By the way, even the punctured right hand, which affected his movement, could not stop Qianlang from cooking and other housework.This kind of spirit of a model worker left Wen Yuran speechless, and if he stopped, he would be dazzled by being pressed and kissed, and he felt bitter.

Especially recently, Qianlang's injury has almost recovered, and she wags her tail every day, begging to fulfill her promise.

"Okay, okay, do it, do it, you are not afraid of breaking your hand, what should I be afraid of, a real man is never worthless."

That's what he said, but Qianlang went into the bathroom to take a shower, he was lying on the bed feeling really guilty, and took his mobile phone to check the strategy temporarily.It would be too embarrassing if I was chased by a ghost and didn't go to the hospital, but ended up going to the hospital after having an in-depth exchange with my boyfriend.

Time always flies very fast when you are cramming, and before Wen Yuran can see what the doorway is, the door of the bathroom has already opened.

"You seem to mind my injury a little bit, but it's a very happy thing for me to be injured for you." Qian Lang just stood at the door of the bathroom, her hair was steamed, her face was still a little pale, but her eyes didn't blink Staring at Wen Yuran intently.

Wen Yuran has heard this kind of words a lot, and it's just the same thing if he is moved or helpless, but this time is obviously different from the past. The decisive difference is that Qian Lang is not wearing clothes, and his eyes are particularly enthusiastic at this time.

Qian Lang didn't care if Wen Yuran didn't answer, and approached the bed step by step, raised one leg and knelt on the bed, lowered his head and approached Wen Yuran's face: "If you are willing to comfort me, I will be very happy."

Using the happiness of the lower body as a guarantee, Wen Yuran swears that the "consolation" that Qianlang said should be "consolation"

***

If Wen Yuran were to describe what happened yesterday, he would answer with a serious face: it was purely a contest between man and beast.In response to that sentence: I am responsible for being as beautiful as a flower, and you are responsible for being inferior to animals.

The evidence is that his whole waist is sore now, maybe it's a psychological illusion, he always feels that his kidneys may revolt at any time.From the moment he opened his eyes, he fell into an illusion: Who fucked whom yesterday?Is the correct posture for riding wrong?Why am I falling apart while that beast is happily cooking in the kitchen?

Speaking with conscience, Wen Yuran was embarrassed to say how hard he worked last night, because Qian Lang obviously exercised much more than him.

But the waist really hurts_(:з」∠)_

Lying on the bed as if about to fall apart, Wen Yuran heard the sound of the door opening, turned around and saw Qian Lang came in happily carrying porridge and fried eggs, with an apron on his body, as if exuding a sense of satisfaction.

He turned his head back and buried it in the pillow, only to feel that there were a lot of thoughts in his mind for a moment, and thousands of words turned into a muffled voice: "You fucking put on your clothes first!"

——I'm gay, I complain, I tease people, but I'm a serious person!No one wants to seduce me when my kidney is weak!

When he was young and frivolous, Wen Yuran also envied the protagonists in novels and comics who drove a harem and lived a happy life with a group of girls every day.Now he finally knows that it is nonsense whether the harem is not, and there is always someone who can stand up to a company by himself.

After breakfast, Wen Yuran lay on the bed to receive Qianlang's moderate strength massage service. She was in a bad mood, and she really wanted to shed two lines of bitter tears.

"You can rest at home today. I will prepare some things that may be needed later. Since we are going to the ancient tomb, we may need more things." Qian Lang said while pressing Wen Yuran's waist.

"Huh? Oh, you said Qi Feichen's ancestral grave... I was just talking about it casually before, and then you two will just go down. I might just go in and watch the wind." I am very clear about myself. Wen Yuran felt that if he really entered the tomb, his eyes would basically be blackened.

"But I'll be worried if I can't see you, so if possible, I hope you go in together." Unexpectedly, Qian Lang didn't want him to stay outside, which surprised Wen Yuran, "And you are outside alone , what should I do if I am abducted by some strange person?"

Wen Yuran didn't know if this "strange person" referred to Qian Tong'an. Although this statement seemed to have a little truth, he still felt that this description should be used more on teenage girls.

"Okay, anyway, you are professional and you have the final say. I will go shopping with you in a while, and I will get moldy if I stay in the house every day."

After that, Wen Yuran followed Qianlang streets and alleys, and got into all kinds of remote small shops. He didn't know what he bought some things for, and it was the first time he deeply experienced digging people's ancestors It is also such a technical job.

***

All the things that should be brought were prepared, and when Qian Lang's hand finally recovered enough that it would not affect his actions, they went to Yin Mu's house to pick up Qi Feichen, and when they saw Qi Feichen again, he changed back to the same attire he had when they first met, The extravagant and complicated wedding dress made her look like a woman who was about to get married.According to Qi Feichen, it's not too far from here, so they just drove there.

Qi Feichen was indeed right, the last place they arrived was a small town in a relatively remote province, it took a whole day to drive, and it was completely dark when they finally stopped in a remote village.Not in a hurry at this moment, they decided to rest in a nearby small hotel for one night, and then go to the so-called mausoleum tomorrow.

They booked a double room, because ghosts don't need to sleep, so Qi Feichen refused to stay in the room to watch the two dogs show their affection, and he drifted away alone.

Not long after breakfast the next morning, Qi Feichen floated in through the wall again, saying that he had gone to the nearby mountain last night and was able to determine the exact location of the mausoleum, but the mountain had not yet The developed terrain is steep and not suitable for driving.

The purpose of this trip was in that tomb, so they didn't need to delay any longer, they went directly to the front desk to pay the bill, and walked up the mountain with their bags on their backs.

Wen Yuran suspected that Qi Feichen was deliberately retaliating, otherwise, why the roads he led were all so steep, and the whole person walked on them with both hands and feet.

The scale of this mountain is not small. If the mausoleum is on the other side of the mountain, it would be fatal just walking across it.Thinking about it, Wen Yuran felt sad for himself. He was obviously just a spectator, but he had to walk to death with two inhuman guys.

"Go down from this slope, just dig it down, the structure of the tomb wall below is relatively weak."

"Even if you know this, you have studied how to rob tombs?" Wen Yuran looked at Qi Feichen in wonder.

"I don't bother to study such things. It's just that I have seen a few glimpses of this tomb. If my prediction is correct, it should be the tomb of a certain emperor's brother. The tomb of the emperor's elder brother should be at the top. Not too far."

Wen Yuran was stunned for a while, and looked at Qi Feichen even more confusedly: "What the hell, is this really an ancestral grave? Your whole family is buried here?" Isn't this a bit dark.

"According to the ancestral system, all the royal bloodlines of our country, men of the same generation are buried in the same place, separated into rooms, and family members are all in the funeral room." Qi Feichen looked around, and finally found a direction to point, "That should be mine. If you are interested in visiting the tomb, you can also see the coffin where I was buried with the general."

While they were talking, Qianlang had already taken the tools in his bag and started digging. Wen Yuran was determined to do something, but he really didn't understand the job, and it would be a disaster if he dug it up accidentally, so he didn't do it for a while. Dare to help casually.

As a complete layman, Wen Yuran couldn't tell whether Qianlang's movements were skillful or high-end, he could only tell that his speed of digging holes was not slow, and he didn't know if he even learned this kind of thing when he was a child.

This is simply proficient in murder and arson, no matter what reason the police uncle uses to get caught in the police station, he will not lose money.

"Again, why do we have to dig a hole to go in? Anyway, you're a ghost, so you can just put something in and get it if you want?" Wen Yuran asked puzzledly while laying hands on Qianlang.

"I have been excluded from the mausoleum since the time I was condensed into a divine soul, and I am no different from ordinary wandering souls. The materials used to build the imperial mausoleum have the effect of repelling ghosts, even I can't do anything about it." Qi Feichen sarcastically With a smile, "If you are lucky, maybe you can see my good emperor brother again after going down."

"That's unlucky enough." He muttered, and he didn't know if there was a family inheritance of this kind of psychopathy, and even if there wasn't...it would be embarrassing to meet the right owner if he went to dig other people's graves so openly.

Staring at the direction he was pointing before, Qi Feichen felt as if his heart, which had not been beating for a long time, was about to come back to life.He has been wandering the world for so many years, but he still hasn't found even a single soul of that person. When he returned to the imperial mausoleum this time, he couldn't help but carry some hope in his heart, maybe... maybe the general hadn't been reincarnated at all, but Still in that tomb?