The Haunted Valley

In 1589, before vampires were even born, the Britain William Lee invented the world's first hand-knitting machine for weaving woolen trousers. Ten years later, William met a mysterious man from the East who had his own caravan, a team of skilled workers, and an armed force. This man was very interested in William's knitting machine and helped William improve it.

The modified knitting machine could be used to produce fine stockings with a silk-like feel, but William was not grateful to him because this Oriental had instructed his France friend Fournier to start producing stockings in Lyon, bypassing William. The Europe court and high society ladies were almost fanatical about stockings, especially in bright red and purple.

These stockings made the thighs of Europe socialites and ladies, who rarely bathed in their lives, smooth and soft despite their accumulated dead skin and grime, naturally becoming an indispensable part of their attire.

Of course, the milestone of stockings was the invention of nylon stockings by DuPont Company in 1937, followed by Lycra stockings, and then women's ankle socks, mid-calf socks, stockings, knee-high socks, pantyhose, garter stockings... Because they began to cover up, they became men's dream.

For example, Li Ao was a great admirer of garter stockings.

Liu Chang'an also likes garter stockings, but garter stockings are often associated with sexy and mature women who exude alluring charm. In reality, many young girls nowadays secretly use garter straps to hold up their stockings under their short skirts.

Although shopping at the sock store together was a reward from An Nuan, the real reason for this reward was that it lacked the privacy of a lingerie store. The socks in the store weren't available for trying on; they were all packed in boxes. Even the leg models wearing socks weren't particularly alluring. After all, there aren't many perverts who would have impure thoughts just by seeing a single leg.

An Nuan bought all the socks that Liu Chang'an's gaze lingered on for even a moment longer, ending up with only fifteen pairs. The price was relatively cheap, less than 1,500 yuan, though the total cost was slightly higher than the two sets of underwear Liu Chang'an had bought.

"Luckily, I don't usually have many expenses, so I use all my saved allowance to satisfy you." An Nuan was quite satisfied with her statement, because it took her three minutes to decide to say it. Her boyfriend was different from other men; she had to use suggestive words like "satisfy" to remind and stimulate him, prompting him to take some steps forward, instead of just talking and trying to take advantage all day long. In reality, he had to adhere to the boundaries and never overstep them.

"I made some money selling dog meat a few days ago." The money Liu Chang'an used to buy underwear for An Nuan was the lifeblood of High Templar.

"None of us seem to have a natural talent for financial management."

"You're in the accounting department."

What do you mean?

"Just what you think."

"Remember what you said today."

"I always keep my word and never manage money myself, but I have a habit of burying some of it when I have too much."

"It's a pity you've never had a lot of money."

"Nonsense, the gold ingots in the provincial museum next door all belong to me. I just have them keep them safe for me."

"Mmm... mmm..."

After buying the stockings, An Nuan went to the store and picked out two shirts and a pair of shorts for Liu Chang'an. In high school Liu Chang'an mostly wore school uniforms, or shorts and vests, but that day Liu Chang'an wore Hanfu, perfectly embodying the image and temperament that An Nuan believed an ancient romantic scholar should possess. The idea of having his boyfriend dressed up started to take hold. Why should she let her boyfriend, who already had a good image and temperament, be buried in his casual everyday appearance? She had to dress him up, so that she could also look good in him.

After shopping, Liu Chang'an took An Nuan home. An Nuan had told Liu Yuewang in advance not to buy groceries or cook. The two bought ingredients at the supermarket and took them home, where Liu Chang'an cooked.

Liu Yuewang told them to buy more food. It turned out that Professor Ling had already returned from Shanghai. Originally, Liu Yuewang had planned to go out to eat with Professor Ling, but since Liu Chang'an was going to cook, there was no reason to go out. Once you've tasted Liu Chang'an's cooking, you'll be eagerly waiting to eat again.

Moreover, since she had accepted An Nuan Liu Chang'an's relationship, Liu Yuewang also wanted Professor Ling to see it and set a standard. She hoped that Han Zhizhi's future boyfriend would be as presentable in public and capable in the kitchen as Liu Chang'an, and able to... no, make face cream.

After dinner, An Nuan cleared the table and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Two middle-aged women sat on the sofa. Liu Yuewang didn't brew tea for Liu Chang'an as usual; how embarrassing would that be in front of others?

Liu Yuewang tried asking Liu Chang'an to brew tea, and surprisingly, Liu Chang'an agreed. This secretly pleased Liu Yuewang; this stubborn guy was actually giving her face today. Liu Yuewang was in a good mood and couldn't help but wish that Professor Ling wasn't around, and that Liu Chang'an would be just as obedient. She could ask him to cook, brew tea, make face cream, or even hand over his phone... Now, however, Liu Yuewang hesitated. What if this guy really was that uncle?

"Liu'er, your skin... I think it's even better than before?" Professor Ling sipped his tea, thinking to himself that Liu Chang'an's tea-making skills were far superior to Liu Yuewang's, when he suddenly discovered a terrifying fact.

Why is it so scary? Because when they usually go out together as sisters, people always assume there's a generational difference between her and Liu Yuewang. Now, Liu Yuewang's face seems to be aging in reverse, how could Professor Ling not be distressed?

Professor Ling didn't mind Liu Yuewang calling her Old Ling, but Liu Yuewang wouldn't allow others to call her Old Liu.

"Yes, my skin feels more moisturized, all thanks to Chang'an." Liu Yuewang's tone was affectionate. Women generally value those who give them love, wealth, or beauty.

"What do you mean?" Professor Ling was startled; this was too ambiguous.

"He made a face cream, and An Nuan and I are really happy using it," Liu Yuewang couldn't help but boast.

Liu Chang'an shook his head. Like mother, like daughter.

Liu Chang'an was about to go to the kitchen to help An Nuan wash the dishes when Professor Ling stopped him and inquired about face cream. Liu Chang'an naturally insisted that they didn't have any. Liu Yuewang, however, didn't hold him back this time. After explaining, she finally convinced Professor Ling to give up his intention to spend a lot of money to buy it. Although Professor Ling didn't believe her, he was thinking that with his relationship with Liu Yuewang, he could have his mother-in-law pester Liu Chang'an later. He didn't believe that Liu Chang'an would really refuse to give him even a single item. How could someone be so rude?

Liu Chang'an received Qin Yanan's call, took the opportunity to say goodbye, and headed up Mount Lu. When he was halfway up the mountain, he heard the roar of a helicopter. He saw a helicopter flying from the direction of Xiangtan University campus landing in the valley.

Remember what Yan Qingcheng said about the valley being haunted?