Supernatural movie boss is my husband

Chuanbai packed up an empty room with great difficulty, sat on a stool and panted heavily.

I haven't been back for too many years, and everything here is the same as before. I don't know if the villagers in the village are still there?

With a thought in his heart, he decided to go for a stroll in the village.

Thinking of this, he put the ring in his pocket. After all, it was a valuable thing, so he didn't feel at ease putting it here, so he should keep it close to his body.

He left the house, and the huge old house was empty for a moment, and it was a little scary.

Shanglu followed behind Chuanbai, his face was terrifying, but his heart was extremely excited.

The seal has been completely released, and after a while, his strength will be fully restored, and Xiaobai will be able to see himself...

He was overjoyed, his eyes became more sticky, and the aura around him became more gloomy.

The wooden box is the last seal for him. When Shanglu turned into a ghost and washed Yuzhen bloody, the only way was to appease his resentment and seal him again.

But how could his resentment be appeased so easily?Over the years, the seal has gradually loosened, and the pen fairy game that day was just a cover, and it was Chuanbai who really awakened him.

Chuan Bai shivered, feeling inexplicable panic in his heart, rubbing his arms while looking at the facilities in the town.

For so many years, the buildings in the town have basically remained unchanged, but there seem to be fewer and fewer people in the town.

The more you go in, the surrounding buildings gradually become old and desolate, like the buildings of the last century. Also, this place has a long history, and it is normal to have such buildings.

But his eyes were attracted by a damaged ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall was dilapidated and small, and the surrounding walls were covered with dense runes. Chuan Bai had never seen such a strange building.

For some reason, he stepped into the ancestral hall as if he had been bewitched.

The tablets in the ancestral hall are already covered with dust, but it is strange that the tribute is very fresh.

He approached and looked at the tablets. Some of the names could not be seen clearly, but this family should not be very rich, and the tablets were badly corroded.

He looked at the first person, but he was stunned, his face was pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

The first tablet is called Phytophthora, and next to his tablet...is his own tablet...

"The seat of Shanglu's wife, Chuanbai..."

He read out in a trembling voice, but there was a huge wave in his heart.

How can it be?I'm only in my early 20s this year, and I don't even have a partner, so how could I be someone else's wife?

He took two steps back, and everything around him frightened him.

"Fake...It should be a hit...I'm leaving...I'm leaving..."

He turned his head to leave the ancestral hall, but bumped into someone.

"Sorry! Sorry! I didn't mean to!"

He rubbed his forehead and quickly apologized to the other party, but the other party did not move for a while.

He hurriedly opened his eyes, but saw the other party's dress.

His face turned pale immediately, because the dress that man was wearing...was exactly the same as the dress of the man in the costume in the dream last night...

He didn't even dare to lift his head, and was sweating profusely.

"Xiaobai, don't you want to look at me?"

The man slowly took his hand and kissed it lightly, Chuan Bai could only feel the cold breath of the other party.

The man's fingers were long and slender, with distinct joints, but the nails were actually black, against the pale skin, which made people feel extremely weird.

Hearing this, Chuan Bai could only tremble slightly, and slowly raised his head, as expected, the other party was the man in the costume from last night.

His face was covered with blood, and his black eyes were full of fanatical feelings for himself.

Chuan Bai was frightened out of his wits, and his eyes widened. The man seemed to ignore him, and moved closer to him, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"You... who the hell are you?"

With a trembling voice, Chuanbai opened his mouth tremblingly. Hearing this, the man chuckled lightly: "Xiaobai has such a bad memory, has he even forgotten his husband's name?"

Husband?What's the meaning?Could it be...?

He shifted his gaze to the tablet behind him. If he guessed correctly, the man in front of him should be the owner of the tablet - Phytophthora.

"Shanglu...?"

When Shang Lu heard it, his black eyes were filled with a smile, and he tightened his grip on him: "Xiaobai is so smart, it's me..."

He lightly rubbed Chuan Bai's neck with his head, which made Chuan Bai's goosebumps stand up.

"Xiaobai...will you come with me?"

"Where?"

"Go and finish our wedding."

Chuan Bai was completely shocked, the man in front of him was no longer human, he was a ghost, and he wanted to take him away!If he agreed, wouldn't he also die?

And in the dream, this man had a sweetheart, maybe he found the wrong one?Maybe I have the same name and surname as that person?

"No... No... You must have misunderstood the person. I am not your Chuanbai. I am only in my 20s this year. Your Chuanbai is older than me... Ugh!"

Before the words finished, Shang Lu kissed her. The kiss was so intense that Chuan Bai's eyes were staring at the kiss, so he had to accept it.

Just when Chuan Bai felt that he was going to die, Shang Lu finally let him go.

"How could I admit my mistake? Xiaobai, you don't know how much I miss you these years..."

He hugged Chuanbai fiercely, Chuanbai's face was flushed, and he struggled violently.

This man is simply talking nonsense!

"Put me down! Phytophthora!"

The corners of his angry eyes were red, and Shang Lu saw it, and his eyes became more obsessed. Seeing this opportunity, Chuan Bai struggled quickly, jumped out of his arms, and then left the ancestral hall without looking back.

But Shanglu stood there blankly, watching Chuanbai's figure gradually go away.

Xiaobai... seems to be very afraid of himself...

There was a trace of injury in his black eyes, Xiaobai was not like this in the past.

At that time, Xiao Bai would pester him sternly, asking him to kiss and hug him.

But what's wrong with Xiaobai now, he keeps rejecting himself over and over again...

Li Gui's figure gradually disappeared, and he lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

****

Chuan Bai ran, his face ashen. He swore that this was the first time he had seen a ghost in such a big age.

And that ghost doesn't seem to be planning to let it go!

"Master...Master?"

Behind him came a vicissitudes of life male voice, he turned his head, it was an old man with a face.

"Are you calling me?"

Seeing his appearance, the old man widened his eyes, but then he shook his head: "Look at me, I'm getting old and confused, young man, what are you doing around here? You can't just enter here."

Chuanbai's face finally turned brighter: "I'm sorry...I don't know either, but I just entered an ancestral hall, and the things inside scared me."

"Ancestral hall?" The old man frowned: "There has never been any ancestral hall here, young man, don't make a mistake."

But the old man seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly his voice became louder: "Is it... Shang's Ancestral Hall?!"

He was startled by the old man and nodded quickly.

Hearing this, the old man closed his eyes in despair and sighed.

A gust of wind blew past, and the old man's lips trembled slightly.

"Forget it, come with me, there are some things that you should be very interested in."

The old man was in a trance, and staggered into the house with a cane. Chuan Bai frowned slightly and followed.

"Sit down, I don't have anything good to entertain you."

Hearing this, Chuan Bai sat down awkwardly, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. He looked around, and found that the furnishings in the house were very simple, but he found that there were many posters from the past pasted on the wall of the old man, most of which were about opera culture .

"You must have seen it too. In fact, there is no such Shang family ancestral hall in our town."

"There is no ancestral hall, what do you mean? But I just..." Chuan Bai's face changed drastically before he finished speaking: "You mean...the ancestral hall...?"

"Yes, I will tell you a story next. When the story is over, I think you will understand everything."

The old man talked to himself, picked up the teacup, squinted his eyes, his eyes were cloudy, and began to speak eloquently.

At that time, he was only ten years old, and his parents were ordinary farmers, but he had an ulterior secret in his heart.

He wants to be a worker of opera culture, and hopes that he can be like the one in Xiyuan Building.

The person in Xiyuan Building is called Mr. Shang by everyone.

Mr. Shang's name is Shang Lu. It is said that he came from a humble family, and his ancestors were criminal officials. However, he is charming and charming, but his personality is withdrawn and arrogant. I don't know how many rich people want to see his demeanor, but he refuses them all without mercy. .

But sir, he was only interested in the frail and sick young master in the town.

His status is low, and he is not worthy to know the real name of the young master, but he has also heard that the other party is the only son of a wealthy businessman in the town. He has been weak and sick since he was a child. People, the family holds him like a pearl.

By a coincidence, the young master saw the portrait of Shanglu from nowhere, and clamored to see him. He was half-dead with a rich businessman, and he didn't know who gave the portrait to the young master, but there was nothing he could do about it. , can only fulfill the young master's wish.

After going back and forth, the two became confidantes. He once secretly glanced at the young master, he really looked like a heavenly man.

And the two of them are not close friends at all.

That day, while his parents were away, he sneaked into Xiyuan Building with the crowd.

But the Xiyuan building is too big, he doesn't even know where he is now.

He was complaining, but he didn't expect a sound from outside the door. For some reason, he felt guilty and hid in the cabinet.

And the scene in front of him stunned him.

He saw with his own eyes that Mr. Shang, who had always been the most aloof, actually dragged the young master to the bed.

The young master's eyes were reddened by his husband, and his breath was short of breath. The usual cold face of his husband was an evil that he had never seen before.

He stared wide-eyed in the cabinet, but accidentally made a noise.

When the young master heard the sound, his face immediately turned pale. The gentleman frowned and looked gloomy. He protected the young master behind him and kicked him out of the cabinet.

He was trembling with fright at that time, and he didn't dare to speak out. The husband showed a terrifying expression that he had never had before. He fell on the ground, and he didn't dare to breathe.

The young master gently tugged at Mr.'s sleeve, shook his head at him, Mr. hesitated to speak, but finally said nothing.

"I'll let you go. Don't tell anyone what you saw today."

The gentleman's voice was cold, and he was so frightened that he fled out of the wing.

Since then, he has never seen the young master again.

When we met for the last time, the young master was already in a very bad condition, sick and haggard. I heard that it was his wedding in a few days, and the young master insisted on giving him something.

At this time, Mr. Shang had already gone, and was beaten to death by the rich merchant's servant.

In fact, everyone knows why the husband died, but everyone chose to remain silent.

"I don't have much time. Ever since I saw you that time, I know that you are a good boy with a kind heart. Please, give this to Shanglu, even... even if he has already gone..."

The young master was out of breath without saying a few words, and stuffed a jade pendant into his hand.

Although he was not familiar with this young master, for some reason, when he knew the relationship between the young master and the husband, he felt a little inexplicably sad.

"Young master, don't worry, I will definitely deliver this jade pendant to Mr.

The young master smiled weakly, nodded, wrapped his robe tightly, and walked away...