Become the marriage partner of the supernatural boss [unlimited]

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There is a dilapidated Taoist temple in the deepest part of the border village, but there are no Taoist priests in the Taoist temple, only an old man with a 5 or 6-year-old boy.

It is said that the boy was brought out by the old man from the ghost cave deep in the mountain, and was sent to the ghost cave as a living sacrifice.It is also heard that the boy sacrificed his life to the evil spirits in the ghost cave. His face was deformed and he could not see people, so the boy never left the Taoist temple.

A villager was curious and went to the Taoist temple to take a peek, but saw the boy sitting on the threshold of the main hall like a porcelain doll, pulling the old man's beard.

Later, when the boy grew up, he often went to the village to exchange vegetables and fruits with the villagers. The villagers believed that the boy was still human, but he always wore a hat and was white and clean, like the spoiled young master on TV.

Later, two years ago, the boy's biological parents came and took the boy away, and the old man never showed his face again.Although the old man seldom went to the village before, he could always be seen going in and out near the Taoist temple, but no one saw the old man again in the past two years, and the villagers thought the old man left to find the boy.

However, three days ago, the villager Shang Shigui was taking a nap and inexplicably dreamed that the old man died in the Taoist temple.

He woke up and went to the Taoist temple, and saw a coffin parked in the middle of the main hall. The old man was lying in the coffin in a shroud, already dead, and he was frightened out of his wits.

The only family member the old man could count was the boy who was picked up two years ago. It took the village chief a lot of effort to get in touch and inform him to come back for the funeral.

"Xiao Ruan, everything is cleaned up, it's getting late, you should go to bed early, tomorrow, you have to get up early and go back."

Ruan Boling is the boy adopted by the old man. He doesn't know the old man's name. He has only called the old man "Master" since he was a child.

The light in the yard was yellow, and his face was still too pale when reflected on him. He leaned slightly towards the middle-aged man who had just spoken gratefully, "Village Chief, thanks to your help, Master can be buried so quickly."

The village chief sighed secretly. Back then, he said that Ruan Boling was brought back by his biological parents. In fact, the person who came to pick up the child was not the parents of the child at all, but an assistant.

When we met again, the boy had grown into a handsome and tall young man. He didn't know what happened to Ruan Boling, but from the first time he saw Ruan Boling again, he could see that the boy was regretting it.

The village chief patted the shoulder of the young man who was taller than him, and said comfortingly: "What can I do to help, everyone is a fellow villager. Oh, just leave as soon as you leave, go back early, there is nothing good to do in this place."

"If you hadn't contacted me, I don't know when I would find out." Ruan Boling said earnestly, and then bowed to the village chief again, "Thank you."

The village chief quickly helped Ruan Boling up, "By the way, Shigui said that the old man left a letter in front of the coffin, did you give it to me?"

Ruan Boling replied: "Give it to me, I have already read it."

"That's good." After finishing speaking, the village chief looked towards the direction of the mourning hall and shouted, "Isn't it over there? It's almost 1 o'clock."

According to the customs of the village, the funeral is held before dawn, and the funeral is considered to be over after the burial, but the arrangement in the mourning hall will still be worshiped for seven days.

But Ruan Boling was leaving tomorrow, and the villagers helped evacuate the mourning hall after midnight.

A young man cleaning up the mourning hall heard the village chief's voice, and hesitantly called the village chief over, "Uncle Shiquan, come here and take a look at this."

The village chief glanced at him strangely, walked towards the mourning hall and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Ruan Boling also went there with him, and saw the young man holding a piece of black paper the size of a business card, and said to the village chief cautiously, "I found it in the ashes when I just swept the ashes of the paper money."

The village chief rolled his eyes on the spot, "A piece of black paper is made of gold or silver!"

"No, the fire just went out, look at this, it's not burned at all!"

"The one that fell in after the fire went out, of course it didn't burn out, so it's a big fuss."

The guy was anxious, "Why don't you believe me, look!"

He took out a lighter and lit the black paper, but the black paper was not ignited at all.

The village head patted the boy on the head and cursed: "I told you to study, you go climb a tree! Why is it so strange that there is no ignitable paper, there are so many incombustible things in the world!"

"It's still not broken!" The boy retorted, tearing the black paper with both hands in a demonstrative manner, and saw that there was no trace left on the fragile paper.

He continued: "Uncle Shiquan, do you think this is like the one Grandma Zirong said?"

"Which one?"

"It's the legend that people who are about to die before their age will pick up a black piece of paper. When a golden thread appears on the black piece of paper, that person will be taken to another world. What, everything can be completely healed, and you can live a long life. However, I heard that at most one out of a hundred can come back, and this life is not so easy to continue."

"Nonsense!" The village chief slapped the boy again, "Telling you not to study hard is called feudal superstition!"

As he spoke, he snatched the black piece of paper from the young man's hand and was about to throw it away.

Ruan Boling suddenly said: "Village chief, can you give it to me? It may be something from my master."

The village chief glanced at the black paper strangely. Ruan Boling called out 'Master'. He had no reason not to give it, so he handed it over and said, "It's finished. It's so late, we'll go back first."

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days." Ruan Boling thanked again, sent off the villagers who helped, and closed the door.

He turned off the lights in the yard, and stood alone in the yard, the moonlight came in half brightly, he picked up the black paper and looked at it for a long time, but there was nothing on it, both sides were pitch black, and no golden lines appeared.

If this piece of black paper can really extend his life, did his master leave it to him?There was only one sentence in Master's suicide note.

——From the time I wrote this letter, you only have seven days left to live, fulfill your promise back then and live on.

Seven days later it happened to be his 20th birthday and also the date of his death.

The letter was written three days ago, and almost half of the seven days have passed.

He was born to be a tool for his elder brother to continue his life. When he was 6 years old, he sacrificed his life to an evil ghost, and he deserved to die that day.

It was Master who saved him, but the life he sacrificed did not come back, he just lived a few more years, 20 years old is already the limit.

Ruan Boling clenched his hands tightly, even if he died, he didn't want to die for that family, the master protected him so much after all, he wanted to live.

But what did the promise back then mean?What must be done to survive?

"Ah Ruan, it's time to sleep."

A man came out from the next room, and his slender figure stood behind Ruan Boling. Under the moonlight, his eyes were sleepy, and his drooping hair cast a shadow on his forehead, adding a layer of sharpness to the already distinct outline.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and reached out to touch the hair on the back of Ruan Boling's head.

Ruan Boling stuffed the black paper into his pocket, put away his emotions, and turned around pretending nothing happened, "Brother Yin, you're awake, are you hungry?"

The man named Shang Yin stared straight at him, and suddenly laughed after a while, "I'm not hungry, I can't sleep alone in this poor place, so sleep with me."

Ruan Boling was dragged into the room helplessly, Shang Yin helped him take off his coat and shoes, then pressed him into the bed and covered him with a quilt.

The bed is a large carved wooden bed with hundreds of years of history. It is really not easy to sleep in the corner of the room with only small lattice windows. He has hardly slept in the past few days, and Shang Yin probably didn't sleep well by himself.

After turning off the lights, Ruan Boling and Shang Yin lay side by side. He closed his eyes and said, "Brother Yin, thank you for coming back with me."

"Are you going to thank everyone tonight?" Shang Yin replied dissatisfied.

Shang Yin is a roommate in a dormitory of Ruan Boling University, one class higher than him, and has taken care of him since he moved in, and only takes care of him.

The moonlight did not penetrate the window, and nothing could be seen clearly in the room. He still turned his head and looked in Shang Yin's direction, and said seriously: "I'm really glad to meet you, you are my only friend, although it's a bit awkward to say so. Hypocritical, after I go back, if I can no longer—"

Shang Yin's voice interrupted his words, his expression froze immediately, and he slapped Shang Yin's face, "Waste my feelings."

Ruan Boling turned his back to Shang Yin, he was very sleepy and tired, but he couldn't fall asleep.

From the moment he learned of Master's death until now, he hasn't stopped for a moment.At this moment, everything quieted down, and he truly felt that the person who had been with him for 12 years would never see him again.

"Master, will you come to see me in your dream?"

Ruan Boling hugged himself tightly, as if he hugged his master to sleep when he was a child, and wanted to find the familiar temperature, but suddenly his surroundings became icy cold, as if the bed had suddenly turned into a freezer.

The weather has just entered autumn, and the temperature in the mountains will cool down at night, but it will definitely not be so cold.

"Cubs."

Suddenly a deep voice rang out, and Ruan Boling's nerves all tensed up. It was not Shang Yin's voice, but there was no one else in the room except him and Shang Yin.

At this time, a cold hand got into his quilt unexpectedly, making him tremble.

The hand first brushed his calf lightly, and then slowly moved up.His whole body was covered with cold hairs, and the hand that got into the quilt slowly turned into a body, which was also so cold that there was no temperature, but it clung to him tightly, pressed him, and entangled his limbs, so that He couldn't move.

"Zai Zai, I finally see you."

The deep voice sounded again, but this time it was in Ruan Boling's ear, the exhaled breath was as cold as its owner's body, but there was only a black shadow in the darkness, and he asked in horror, "Who are you?"

"You forget me so completely, Zai Zai, I will be angry."

Ruan Boling shuddered suddenly, not because he was afraid, but because he held down his body and rubbed against his sensitive place, which was too obvious for a man.

He scolded: "No matter what you are, I'll give you three seconds to get lost, or your soul will fly away, don't blame me for being merciless."

"Little brat, you still want to scare me? You've already belonged to me."

Ruan Boling immediately calmed down, "What do you mean?"

"Call my husband, and I'll tell you."

"What husband? Go away! Pervert."

Ruan Boling struggled and turned his head to the side where Shang Yin was sleeping, and found that Shang Yin's cries had disappeared, he was wrapped up even tighter, the wet and cold touch spread all over his body, and fine goose bumps appeared all over his body.

The cold breath moved along his neck, and finally almost touched his lips.

"Zai Zai, you promised yourself when you were 6 years old that you would marry me when you grow up. You can't go back on your word."

6 years old?promise?

Ruan Boling immediately remembered Master's last words, and blurted out, "Is this the promise you made back then?"

"Of course it's more than that. If you want to live, give your body to me, good boy."

If Ruan Boling could not refuse, that person blocked his mouth.He had never kissed before, and such a cold touch was not good at all, even a little creepy.But he seemed to have been sucked out of all his bones, his body was so soft that he couldn't lift a bit of strength, so he could only let the person on him play around with him.

When that person finally let him go, what he thought was neither disgust nor rejection, but calmly asked: "Do you really have a way to let me live?"

"Are you afraid of death? Zai Zai."

Ruan Boling replied without hesitation, "I promised my master that I will live."

That person's movements visibly froze for a moment, and suddenly he said next to his ear: "I promise, I won't let you die, absolutely."

"Then what do you want me to do?" Ruan Boling accepted the setting of marrying herself at the age of 6.

Master said that keeping promises is the only way to survive, and affirmation is the only way.Although he can't remember what happened when he was 6 years old, and he doesn't want to complain about how the 6-year-old boy was tricked into making such a promise.

"We'll know then, now we have other things to do."

Ruan Boling was trapped in that person's arms. He was neither gay nor heterosexual, and he didn't love anyone, so this feeling couldn't be called liking or hating.

But that one just touched him all over, and finally licked the corner of his mouth, without going any further, just disappeared like this.

Ruan Boling was finally able to move, and sat up abruptly, breaking out in a cold sweat.

The room was still dark, and Shang Yin's steady breathing sounded from beside him, everything just now seemed like his hallucination.

In the end, he still didn't know how to survive, Ruan Boling waited for the cold sweat on his body to dry before lying down, when Shang Yin next to him suddenly turned over and hugged him with one hand.

He pushed his hand away and immediately hugged it back, repeated several times, not wanting to wake up Shang Yin, so he just closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep.

Early the next morning, Ruan Boling woke up and crossed Shang Yin to get out of bed. When changing clothes, he found an abnormal red mark on his chest.

It really wasn't a hallucination, that person didn't say, but he was almost certainly the 'evil ghost' who took his life back then.

All these years, the master must have suppressed that one. Now that the master is dead, he ran out to find him.

It was impossible for the person who failed to reap his life back then to help him survive now.

But the master would never harm him, he said that if he fulfilled his promise, he would be able to live, and he definitely believed it.

What he is most afraid of are ghosts, but he doesn't know how to deal with a non-human 'husband', is it useful to be cute?

"Ah Ruan, why didn't you call me?"

Shang Yin's voice suddenly sounded, and Ruan Boling immediately pulled up his clothes and turned around, "Morning, brother Yin."

Shang Yin sat leaning against the head of the bed, with his open skirt revealing a large solid chest, staring at him with squinted eyes and smiling, he seemed to be in a very good mood.

He asked inexplicably, "Did you have some sweet dreams?"

"Well, sweet dream." Shang Yin jumped off the bed, staring at Ruan Boling until Ruan Boling avoided it uncomfortably.

After the two packed up, they went to the village head, and they agreed yesterday that the village motorbike would take them to the town.

To go to the town, you have to take a bus to the county seat, and then there is a train to go back. For the green leather type, there is no train passing by here. When they came, they also came by train.

Ruan Boling bought two soft sleeper tickets, got on the bus and got ready to sleep, when he undressed, he took out the black paper from last night from his jacket pocket.

He remembered that he put it in the pocket of another coat, and he didn't take it out when he changed his clothes in the morning. How could it be here?

"What's the matter?" Shang Yin put away his luggage and came to spread the quilt for Ruan Boling, seeing Ruan Boling staring at a piece of black paper without moving.

Ruan Boling explained the origin of the black paper and the legends in the village. Shang Yin made the bed and said with a smile, "It's a very interesting story. I'm going to the toilet. You can go to bed."

There were only the two of them in the carriage, and when Shang Yin went out, Ruan Boling laughed alone. He didn't mind if Shang Yin didn't believe it, and he didn't believe it either.

"Believe in this kind of thing, it is better to believe in the one from last night."

Ruan Boling threw the black piece of paper into the trash can, and a golden line suddenly appeared on the piece of paper.

There was nothing on the black paper, it was pitch black on both sides.At this time, he saw a '∞' symbol appeared in the middle of the piece of paper, and then another sentence appeared under the symbol.

[Welcome to open 'Return to the World', where you will get an 'unlimited' lifespan. 】

Ruan Boling touched the writing on the black paper, and it was the same as the printed one, and it was still hot stamped.When his finger wiped it, the words on the piece of paper disappeared, and another line of words appeared after a while.

[You only need to open any door to enter, looking forward to your arrival. 】

Ruan Boling turned to the other side of the piece of paper, and there was his name on it.

【Name: Ruan Boling

年龄：19周岁361天17小时32分43秒

Remaining lifespan: 3 days, 6 hours, 27 minutes and 17 seconds]

The remaining life span on the card jumps in proportion to his age, and the time when the remaining life span returns to zero happens to be exactly on the hour of his 20th birthday, that is, his life span is just at the age of 20, which is about the same time as Master said.

Ruan Boling began to believe in the existence of "returning to the world". He looked up at the door of the carriage, walked over and opened it tentatively, and saw the normal appearance outside the carriage.

Sure enough, it was impossible, and nothing was posted——

He stepped out, as if his eyes were covered with a layer of black cloth, and the picture became dark and dim.He wanted to withdraw his feet, but a force pulled him over.

When he passed through the door completely, he saw a beach in the middle of the night in front of him. The half-buried waste wrecks in the sand were constantly being beaten by the waves, and only vague outlines appeared in the faint skylight.

The door behind Ruan Boling had disappeared, only the gloomy woods with no lights to be seen.

Suddenly, something appeared behind him, and a cold voice sounded at the same time.

"Hey, you stepped on my diamond head!"