【Forget Envy】Make a Wish

Be careful.

"Recite the Qingxin Sutra silently." Lan Zizhan replied silently.

Lan Junran paused, this answer is very Lan Zizhan, it is his style.

"Zizhan, Zizhan, why are you so cute? I must have been blind before." He looked like he had found a treasure, and ruffled Lan Zizhan's broken hair.

Lan Zizhan took his hand and held it tightly in the palm of his hand. He looked down at the hands he held and said earnestly, "You are cuter."

It's somewhat awkward that the word cute comes out of a wooden mouth.

"Pfft, don't tease me." He paused, cleared his throat, and said loudly, "Zizhan, brother Wei suddenly remembered that there is something strange about night hunting. Would you like to go back to the listening room to discuss?"

Lan Zizhan didn't know what he was going to do again, but his mouth had already agreed before his brain.Looking at his sunny smile, Lan Zizhan knew that this was an excuse, so he would follow him.

The two happily skipped the morning class and spent more than [-]% of their time in the study room under the banner of writing night hunting dossiers.

From childhood to adulthood, Lan Zizhan helped him, carried him on his back, and hugged him.Now he is straddling/sitting on his lap, with his hands on both sides of his shoulders, his movements are extremely ambiguous.

He didn't need to read the Qingxin Sutra, his heartstrings were already trembling.

Lovers' smiles are contagious, looping around each other.Touching the broken hair on the back of the neck made people feel a little itchy and a little numb, wanting to hide and wanting more.

I don't remember who took the initiative to kiss whom, and I don't know why they instinctively stick out the tip of their tongues to entangle each other. As long as they touch, they want to entangle quickly, regardless of each other.

This feeling is very fresh, let the two 15-year-old boys intoxicated.

【Forget Envy】Cheng Yuan's side-by-side twins ①①Twin City

"Have you heard that the city of Mei (Mei) is haunted by ghosts?"

"I've heard, I've heard, isn't there a place called a small mass grave nearby?"

"Really? Tell me in detail."

Lan Junran and Lan Zizhan passed through Ning'an Town on their way back from hunting at night, and while they had a break to drink some tea, they listened to the neighbor talking about ghosts and ghosts.

"Small mass grave, interesting." Lan Junran put down the teacup and said.

"It was originally a place to bury the dead. A few years ago, an old Taoist who knew how to read hexagrams went there. After that, people from all over the world put their dead relatives there to bury them. People who live in life are mostly buried in small mass graves after death." The man next door paused, "What are you asking for? I want to be reincarnated, and I want to have future generations."

"The ghost in the mountains and lakes is a 鬽, a place of extreme darkness." Lan Zizhan said.

"It's rare that you are also interested." He showed Lan Zizhan's jaw, and continued with a smile: "Go back and tell Uncle, and then go there to have a look."

"Well, it's up to you." Lan Zizhan grabbed his evil hand, put the silver on the table, and led him out of the shop.

It's not too far from Yunshen I don't know, so I didn't want to go back with the sword because I didn't have anything to do, and wandered around the mountains and rivers.Since expressing their intentions, the two seldom bring other people to hunt at night together, and they have become a standard duo.

After discussing it and finding a remote place, Lan Zizhan summoned his sword, just about to reach out to pull Lan Junran up.The man had already wrapped his arms around his waist, put his chin on his left shoulder, and said with a light smile, "Let's go."

Lan Zizhan stroked the hand on his waist and shook his head, "Yes."

Yu Jian must calm down, raise his breath, and not be distracted.Lan Zizhan's shallow eyes reflected the sea of ​​clouds.But a certain person just wants him to look at him, no matter how much he talks to him, he can't take a look apart.

Lan Junran silently licked the corner of his lips, thinking about it.

"Zizhan, I found out that you have a little habit." He dragged his voice and said mysteriously, rubbing his cheek.

Lan Zizhan controlled the direction, was distracted by his words, and looked sideways at him in bewilderment.As expected, soft lips brushed against the side of Lan Junran's face.

The latter successfully turned his head, kissed the initiative he had finally cheated, and said, "It's time for a kiss."

"..." Lan Zizhan bumped his forehead, turned his head and said, "What little habit?"

"Want to know?" He saw that Lan Zizhan pursed his lips, as if he would ignore him if he said a few words to tantalize his appetite, he hurriedly continued: "Okay, just tell you... I found that every morning you You have to stare at my face for a long time, right?"

Lan Zizhan's eyes narrowed slightly, then he lowered his head in panic, his red ears betrayed his heart.

Twins are naturally very alike, sometimes it's like looking in a mirror.Lan Junran sometimes teases others and imitates Lan Zizhan's appearance, which can really fool many people.

Lan Zizhan was in a stalemate with him for a while, and then returned to his serious appearance of controlling the sword.Naihe's gaze behind him was too strong, as if he knew the answer but was also looking forward to it.

Lan Zizhan sighed, and compromised: "You sleep differently than usual."

"like?"

"Yeah." Lan Zizhan didn't dare to look at him, staring at the clouds in the distance, said softly.

This time Lan Junran seemed to be excited, he stretched out his arms around Lan Zizhan's neck and threatened, "Say! Did you also spy on me before sleeping?"

Lan Zizhan grabbed his sleeve, struggled to loosen his loose arm and said, "Occasionally."

"Your occasional, I understand it as often." He paused, put his lips against the pinna, lowered his voice, and said with a chuckle: "I don't accept rebuttals."

"..."

Seeing that Lan Zizhan was obedient and silent, he continued to ask happily: "Ask me seriously, when did brother Zizhan find out that he likes me?"

Lan Zizhan shook his head and said: "I can't remember exactly when. I vaguely remember that you always cried when you were young, and you would lean over whenever I stretched out my hand. Now that I think about it, maybe what I like is the fact that you depend on me." feeling."

As for when it went bad, I can't talk about it, maybe it was wrong from the beginning, and I don't know.

Lan Junran was fascinated by what he heard. It turned out that it wasn't his problem alone, but that he wanted to be relied on and depended on.

"It turns out that you just want to spoil me and make me unable to leave you, right?" He raised his eyebrows.

He was ready for Lan Zizhan's reaction, anyway, he either blushed to avoid it, or pursed his lips and smiled.

But he was wrong, Lan Zizhan looked at him with clear shallow eyes, and asked sincerely: "Is it not possible?"

With such an innocent expression, it seems to be asking "Is it not possible?", with a trace of doubt and a trace of pleading.

cute...so cute!

Lan Junran kissed him hard on the side of the cheek, stopped the interpretation in his mind, and replied, "Yes! You can do anything to me."

A few days later, the two brothers set off again, heading in the direction of the small mass grave.Local legends emerge in endlessly. If you ask around, there are several different legends, many of which make people dumbfounded.

The commonalities can be summarized briefly.

It is said that it was originally a treasured place of a private house. It was first spotted by a wealthy gentry who was passing by. He moved his ancestral grave here, and assigned special personnel to guard it day and night.Not only the surrounding people are not allowed to pass by, even a fly is not allowed to fly through the sky, otherwise it will be shot down, so as not to violate the ancestor's sinful virtue.

He is straightforward and has a unique vision, and he often helps nearby towns to do some good deeds.Slowly, the rich gentry's business began to prosper, and soon became famous in this area.Many people came here to do business with him and talk about business.He never refuses anyone who comes, and with the snap of his fingers, he will give you a lot of money.

For several years, until one rainy night in summer, the air was filled with the heat of the day and white mist was transpiring.The rich gentry, who had been notified by his servants, rushed to the ancestral grave in the rain with his servants, each of whom held a stick and wore long lake-blue gowns.

The watchmen on the street saw them rushing away, but never saw any one return.

At first, people thought it was a business problem in a foreign country and rushed to solve it. Gradually, the original servants also had to find another way of life because there was no one to pay their wages. The huge family property was ruined, and there was not even a single heir.

Later, the folks in the village were instructed by Taoists to bury their deceased relatives there one after another, but no one can tell what the benefits of burying them there are.

The legends in the market are always exaggerated. After all, it was a hundred years ago. The person who witnessed it died long ago, so it cannot be confirmed.

The brothers got up early in the morning and started preparing before the sun rose.The road to the small mass grave is easy to find, and the people who come and go have already stepped on a seven-foot-wide road.

But I don’t know why there is a wetland in this dry and rainless place. The swamp is not wide but very long. No matter how you go around it, you can’t go around it. Let me know.

Lan Junran was very grateful, but after all, they can control the sword, so they just listened to the general idea.

When Chongfly saw someone, he swarmed towards them. Lan Zizhan quickly put on the bamboo hats for the two of them, watching Chongfly anxiously outside the plain yarn.

Lan Zizhan flicked his long sleeves, swept his eyes and said, "Go directly?"

"It used to be easy. Look at the loess around the swamp. Although it can't be described as lack of water, it's too dry." Lan Junran thought.

He knelt down and picked up the gravel and rubbed it in his hands, there was no moisture.

Lan Zizhan stepped forward and agreed: "But there are doubts, it's not what a wetland should look like."

Lan Junran nodded in agreement and got up, and the two flew across.Although it doesn't look far away, it actually took a lot of effort.

Walking further inside is what the locals commonly call a small mass grave. Inscriptions and empty earth pits of different sizes and styles have begun to appear around, and some bones are thrown aside directly.

The vegetation here is lush, the branches curl and grow in unnatural arcs, and the leaves in the distance are more dense to the extent that they can block out the sun.