A Journey to Chase Her Husband After Walking Through the True White Moonlight

On the third day after Qin Min left, Shen Linsu told himself that he was just a follower and that there was nothing else to do.

On the seventh day after Qin Min left, he drank the immortal wine that had been preserved for hundreds of years in the eight altars alone in the fairy mansion. He was drunk for six days and was not sober. The altar stopped Huayan's pace...

Huayan looked down at the debris at her feet, and said coldly, "Are you crazy?"

The flirtatious guy was sitting by the desk, he raised the wine jar, saw that two or three drops of residual wine were slipping out of the bottle with difficulty, and nothing else could be poured out, so he smashed the wine jar at Huayan's feet again.

"It's been 1000 years, and it's only now that Shangxian Yunhua remembers to cherish the person in front of him."

Shen Linsu raised his eyes, rubbed his lips and teeth and let out a sneer: "He deserves it too?"

"Then Yunhua is this?"

"He disgusted me, 1000 years is not enough, why all disappeared, but also disgusted me,"

Shen Linsu dug his five fingers into his hair, and stared blankly forward with his red eyes, "It's a blessing for a little Sanxian to climb up to this gentleman's position. What does he have to regret?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of "Pacha—" and another wine jar fell to pieces on the ground.

Hua Yan said: "I think Mr. He doesn't like this blessing, so I invite myself to the lower realm..."

Shen Linsu murmured the four words "Please come to the lower realm" seven or eight times, as if recalling something.

Shen Linsu suddenly smashed the remaining wine jars on the table one by one like crazy, until he overturned the table at last. Looking at the mess in the hall, he covered half of his face with one hand and let out an uncomfortable laugh:

"Sure enough, my guess was right. All he did was to disgust me. For 1000 years, I didn't like things. I really thought that playing some tricks in front of the reincarnation stage would make me feel sick. uncomfortable?"

"He, Qin Min, has been unworthy for thousands of years, and he won't be worthy in the future!"

This confidence is absolute!

Facing this self-confidence, Huayan smiled as much as possible, and said, "Based on my experience in managing marriages in the world for so many years, Mr. He has no feelings for you for a long time."

Shen Linsu's eyes froze and he said in a low voice, "In 1000 years, will you know him better than me?"

He is not willing to die until the Yellow River.

"In my opinion, the purpose of returning to reincarnation is to stay away from you," said Hua Yan, rubbing her chin and shaking her head, "No, Mr. He didn't even look at you with resentment, so logically speaking, I really decided to break up with you. There is no reason to invite yourself to the lower bounds..."

After pondering for a few seconds, Huayan suddenly slapped her palms, and suddenly realized: "I see, probably because I was afraid that you would come back and pester him after you figured it out. If I were him for so many years, I would feel disgusted seeing you."

"What do you mean by the surname Hua?"

Huayan raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly: "literally."

Seeing that this picture was clearly showing that he couldn't get along with him, Shen Linsu narrowed his eyes slightly: "What? You fell in love with him. I didn't expect a Sanxian with an ordinary appearance and a low status to be favored by you. The Qionghua Shangxian is really hungry. .”

Huayan: "If Mr. He treats me so well, we must be immortal couples that the heavens will envy others."

"Even if I don't want it, it's not your turn."

Huayan: "It doesn't matter if you get Yunhua if you don't get it, or do you really think that Mr. He has no more love for you?"

"if not?"

"Yunhua is so confident, dare to take a gamble on whether Mr. He will change his mind about you when he returns to the heaven after this life."

"What are you gambling?"

"The painting that was placed in the palace after gambling, I remember you said that you only glanced at that painting, and then insisted that the person in the painting is the sweetheart you have been looking for."

Hearing Huayan mention the painting, Shen Linsu covered his smile: "Qinghua, you'd better think about how to steal that painting from Tianhou's palace for the next few days, you know Qin Minke has been with me for 1000 years , I know more about what he is than you do."

Hua Yan: "But I may not lose."

……

Qin Min's reincarnation is Qin Ke, 22 years old, a single-parent family. In his sophomore year, Qin's mother suffered from uremia, which overwhelmed his poor family. Mother treated her illness, and immediately joined a private company as soon as she graduated.

The salary of more than 4000 yuan has to be sent back [-] yuan a month at least.

When he moved out of the dormitory, Qin Min hid in the park with his suitcase and slept for two weeks. Finally, he went to several housing agencies to find a community room with a monthly rent of [-] yuan.

The residential area is located in a remote location, with an elevator room, four units, and each unit has eighteen floors. Qin Ke is dragging a suitcase, and the real estate agent in a suit and leather shoes is showing Qin Ke the general situation of the house with his mobile phone.

"The situation in the house is like this. With furniture for [-] months, it is impossible to find a second house in a second-tier city. Mr. Qin has to make a decision, and he can move in today."

Just after the agent finished speaking, a woman came out from the third building: "This neighborhood is a famous murderous building. There was a resident of the fourth building just yesterday. Your agency lied to me to come here to look at the building with fake information. I will definitely report you on the platform when I go back!"

Following the woman's voice, a gust of wind blew by, and the tinkling of wind chimes came from the community, interspersed with the "tapping" sound of high-heeled shoes going away.

The agent who introduced the house for him froze, "Mr. Qin, it's normal for people to die in the neighborhood."

Qin Ke said, "800 yuan with furniture?"

"Well, there are refrigerators, washing machines, and TVs. They are well-decorated. You will miss them. I guarantee that you won't find another house with such a good price,"

The agent was afraid that Qin Ke would refuse due to the influence of the female tenant, so he moistened his lips and said with an apologetic smile: "There are a little less people living in this community, and it looks gloomy, but the murderous building, there will be some rumors in that community Gossip."

Qin Ke said softly: "I don't believe this, as long as the room is as described in the picture."

"Don't worry, it's definitely the same!"

The room Qin Ke wanted to rent was on the thirteenth floor of the fourth building. He had just walked out of the elevator door, and the cordon was pulled diagonally across the door, and there was still a burnt smell on the railing.

He frowned, and glanced at the opposite door: "Guest ***?"

The intermediary also understands this kind of thing by looking it up online, and there is no way to hide it, so it is inevitable that they will laugh harder than before: "Well... But, the room you want to rent is in another corridor. You must know that there has been a death in the community." People are normal."

Qin Ke didn't speak, and followed the agent to the other side, opened the door, and the interior of the room was exactly the same as in the photo. Renting such a room for 800 yuan is definitely worth the money.

The agent took him around the house, and a large piece of the wall near the window in the bedroom was blackened. It was obvious that someone had burned something here.

He walked to the window, pointed to a large group of stains on the wall, and said, "What is this, no one is grilling in the bedroom, right?"

"This... This is the trace left by the last tenant, burning charcoal."

"Burning charcoal to commit suicide?" Seeing the intermediary's expression of embarrassment, Qin Ke understood, "On this bed?"

"The mattress has been changed, and in two days someone will paint the wall. You know, there was a death in the house..."

"It's normal to die."

The intermediary nodded with a smile.

To be honest, as far as the current situation is concerned, whoever lives in this place is an idiot.

But Qin Ke has no money, and the rent of 800 yuan is already a lot of money for him.

The two-bedroom, one-living, one-bathroom, one-balcony house, if there are no accidents, is really not what he deserves to rent. If you are poor, you don't have so many choices. It is thankful that you can find a haunted house to live in...

"I don't have that much money, the rent can only be paid month by month, and I have no money to pay the deposit."

"No need, the owner said that he will bear all the maintenance costs, and he didn't think about renting out this house to make money. He thinks it is not easy for everyone to work hard in society. As long as there is a destiny, everything else is fine."

"Okay, let's sign the contract."

The intermediary wiped the sweat off his forehead and heaved a sigh of relief. He hurriedly took out the contract from his briefcase and signed it with Qin Ke.

When leaving, the intermediary glanced at the time on the watch, looked around in a panic, and hurried away with his head down and murmured "it's not surprising".

After the agent left, Qin Ke dragged the suitcase into the bedroom, and hung a few white-washed shirts in the closet.

Just after packing his luggage, he lay down on the sofa exhaustedly, covering his wet bangs with the back of his hand, staring at the ceiling with his eyes empty, until the phone on the table was buzzing and vibrating, and then he calmed down and picked it up.

"Xiao Ke, your second aunt said that you sent money again. Mom doesn't need it. Mom has enough money. You have to eat, wear, live and travel alone..."

"It's okay, it's enough, you can get five or six thousand a month, don't worry."

Qin's mother said distressedly on the other end of the phone: "If you send half of it back, how can I have enough for myself?"

"Enough, I found a house, the owner is nice, and the price is cheap, you treat the disease well, and when I earn enough money, we will do a kidney replacement operation,"

Qin Ke tried her best to maintain a smile, covered her eyes with her palms, and swallowed all the sourness outside alone: ​​"You have to get better before you can watch me get married and have children."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for two or three seconds, and Mother Qin's voice choked up when she spoke again: "Understood, don't wrong yourself outside, mom will be fine, she will be fine."

"Well, you are not in good health, go to bed earlier!"

"Well, you should be well outside..."

"Will do."

Qin's mother hung up the phone reluctantly, Qin Ke took a deep breath, covered her stomach with her hands and curled up on the sofa, and soon fell asleep in a daze.

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a hasty knock on the door, and Qin Ke woke up from the sofa in fright.

It was already dark outside the window, and with the sporadic lights in the community, the furnishings in the house could still be vaguely seen.

Putting her hands on the back of her neck, Qin Ke raised her head and took a deep breath. After a while, she stood up and walked towards the door.

He leaned closer to the cat's eye, and the knocking on the door stopped abruptly, and there was no one outside the door.

Across a door, in the quiet surroundings, one could vaguely hear someone standing at the door breathing heavily.

Qin Ke frowned slightly, pretending that she was too tired to hallucinate, turned on the light, and walked towards the living room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat on the sofa, the knock on the door sounded again, which sounded more urgent than before. He got up and walked quickly to the door. After opening the door, there was no one upstairs.

The voice-activated light suddenly went out, and then the sound of "tick...tick" water came from the depths of the corridor.

"Who's outside?"

he asked, but there was no answer.

Not long after, he closed the door, kneading his temples with his hands, no longer thinking about the strange knocking sound, and looked to the living room to see that there were only a few brightly lit buildings on the opposite side of the window, and there were indeed not many people living there.

He took a deep breath and closed the curtains, took off his T-shirt and walked towards the bathroom.

In the bathroom, he turned on the water valve, and the warm water drenched his skin. After applying the shampoo, the large bubbles of foam blinded his vision. He reached out and fumbled for the towel, and a scorched hand beside the towel pressed against the wall.

The moment he took off the towel, the ghost hand was so close that it almost touched his knuckles!

The author says:

Today's Shen Linsu is so ordinary and so confident