The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

In the original novel, Jun Guhong is a sinister and somewhat yandere person. He is the dark king of the ghost world, and half of the military intelligence and intelligence of the ghost world are controlled by him.

Upon hearing that the new demon king had ascended the throne, he wanted to take advantage of the chaos to establish his own intelligence team in the core area of ​​the demon clan to grasp all the movements of the demon world, which would be beneficial to the ghost world.

So he personally went into battle in disguise, sneaked into the demon world, impressed everyone present with his superb acting skills, and successfully sneaked into the imperial city. However, he never expected that he would actually fall in love with Ruo Xiangsi.

After the truth was revealed, he directly kidnapped Ruo Xiangsi, and Mo Luofan had to go through a lot of hardships to get Ruo Xiangsi back.

Afterwards, Jun Guhong was very unwilling. After Nian Tao learned about this, she went to him for cooperation. Once the matter was successful, Mo Luofan would belong to her and Ruo Xiangsi would belong to him.

The plan went smoothly. With the help of Nian Tao, Jun Guhong successfully used his own blood to control Mo Luofan and turned him into a puppet monarch.

The isolated and helpless Ruo Xiangsizhihao came to the dungeon to ask Mo Xiaolan for help. The two of them worked together and finally captured Nian Tao, but Jun Guhong escaped.

Nian Tao was already dissatisfied with Ruo Xiangsi, and had secretly poisoned Ruo Xiangsi with Ruohan poison a long time ago. Once this poison enters the body, it is like taking root and sprouting inside, and it is very difficult to detoxify. Although Hua Ruoruo helped to detoxify, Ruo Xiangsi still fell seriously ill and was bedridden.

It happened that Mo Luofan and Mo Xiaolan both disappeared at that time. She learned that she did not have much time left, so she chose to return to the demon world and wait for Mo Luofan to come back.

The book says that Ruo Xiangsi failed to wait for Mo Luofan but waited for Jun Guhong who had been on the run. Jun Guhong was an expert in detoxification, and with his unique physique, he could completely detoxify the poison. The method of detoxification was very simple, which was to have a person with extremely strong cultivation who was willing to pass the poison on himself, one life in exchange for another.

Jun Guhong detoxified Ruo Xiangsi and took her hand to the place where they first met. In a season when peach blossoms were flying, the pink peach blossoms fell on the two of them. Jun Guhong knelt on one knee in front of Ruo Xiangsi, took her hand and kissed her gently.

"In my next life, I want to meet you sooner."

In both of his lives, Jun Guhong couldn't get what he wanted, but one died and the other went crazy.

At first, she was somewhat disgusted with Jun Guhong's character, thinking that he was perverted, yandere, unscrupulous, and had harmed many people for his own selfish desires.

But isn't he pitiful? All he wants is a lover.

But after listening to Ming Beilin's story, she felt that fate is a fickle thing and destiny is really like a play in which everyone plays different roles.

In the end, different endings led to different paths.

When he first came to this world, he didn't consider himself a person of this world, but just an experiencer. But now many things have changed because of her arrival.

To start from the beginning, if she had not met Le Zhenyu and had not been attracted by her personality, she would not have been pushed off the cliff by Yan Baiyuan, Ming Fan would not have been injured by the evil beast, and Jun Guhong would not have come to the Demon Realm and met Ming Beilin and fell in love with him.

They were both good ministers loyal to their country, but their different positions and boundaries determined their different endings.

Ming Beilin could retire to the mountains for him, and so could Jun Guhong, but he realized it too late.

The fate of the two people is finally like two intersecting lines. Although they crossed briefly, they finally went in different directions.

Ming Beilin is a person who can take it or leave it, but Jun Guhong is not.

But if she hadn't come and changed the original route, Ming Beilin would have died, and Jun Guhong would have died too.

Qingyuan Warm Pavilion——

Ming Beilin quietly pushed the door open and walked in, but no matter how careful he was, he was still sensed by the sensitive Mo Luofan.

"Where have you been?" Mo Luofan put down the book in his hand and looked at him. Ming Beilin suddenly jumped onto his desk and sat down.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Mo Luofan asked.

Ming Beilin was silent for a few seconds, then stood up and walked away. He went to the small nest that Mo Luofan had prepared for him and covered himself with a blanket. "I got up too early this morning and went out for a walk. I felt sleepy after the walk."

"Oh." Mo Luofan responded to him and continued to read the letter in his hand, letting him have a good rest.

But Ming Beilin tossed and turned in his nest and couldn't fall asleep. He and Mo Luofan had always been innocent and had no secrets. Even if they had secrets, they would share them with each other. But now he had learned such a shocking secret, and they had to hide it from him. He felt very uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty..."

"Ok?"

"fine."

After a while, he poked his head out again: "Your Majesty."

"what."

"fine."

The more I felt depressed, the more irritated I became. Finally, my rationality gave in to my irritability. "I'm just giving you a small reminder. If His Majesty finds out, it's his own business. It has nothing to do with me."

After preparing himself mentally, he came out of the bedroom, jumped onto the table, and slapped the letter in Mo Luofan's hand with one claw: "Your Majesty, what I'm going to say next is very important. You have to make up a series of incredible things based on what I say. Are you ready?"

"Hmm?" Mo Luofan raised his eyebrows: "What incredible things can your brain come up with? Tell me."

Ming Beilin took a deep breath and said slowly: "You should still remember that I once told you that it was an old man who told me about the Northern Realm Demon Pill."

Speaking of this, Mo Luofan was furious. He slammed his hand on the table and said viciously, "How could I not remember? If it weren't for the matter of the Northern Demon Pill, my master and I would not have fallen to this point. Do you have the address of the old man? Please help me ask him how to save the Northern Demon's life."

Your Majesty, are you naive or stupid? Ming Beilin looked disdainful at first, but then he thought of the remnants of that clan, and felt a little guilty: "Resurrection is the most impossible thing in the world. All I can do for you is to atone for your sins."

Mo Luofan lowered his eyes and uttered a faint sadness: "I don't know if I can be forgiven for my sins."

"Let's talk about the second thing." Ming Beilin's tone suddenly became serious: "The person who told me this is very likely the one who gave Jun Guhong the poison."

"Oh." Mo Luofan didn't take it seriously and continued reading the book.

"Oh?" Ming Beilin blinked his eyes: "Oh, didn't you find anything?"

"That old man is a hermit."

"Your Majesty!" Ming Beilin sighed and said anxiously, "Can you please think about everything together? Why did you and Mo Xiaolan become like this?"

The book in his hand suddenly fell down, and Mo Luofan looked at Ming Beilin who was anxious on the table: "My master and I are in this situation because of the matter of the Northern Demon Clan. The Northern Demon Clan was destroyed because the old man told you how to refine the sword..."

He suddenly realized something and said, "You mean, the incident between my master and I might have been planned by someone behind the scenes."

"Yeah, yeah." Ming Beilin nodded frantically: "Mo Xiaolan told me that when she was in the Northern Realm, she was injured by the leader who used the Qingyuan Secret Medicine. Since that person can get the Gu medicine and knows the secrets of the Northern Realm monsters, I believe that the Qingyuan Secret Medicine is not a difficult thing for him."

"His purpose is to make Master and I become enemies, so that he can benefit from the conflict?" Mo Luofan thought again: "That's not right. How can he guarantee that Master and I will fight each other?"

"Mo Xiaolan said that the man must be someone who knows you very well, but he didn't succeed in the end. Then he used Jun Guhong as a chess piece to kill me and silence me."

"I really can't think of someone who knows us well and has a grudge against us. As for who has a grudge against us, I have found a lot of them."

"Is it the group from the cultivation world?" Ming Beilin said anxiously, "Mo Xiaolan said that the only people who hate you so much now are probably the people from the cultivation world. They are not happy with your monopoly on the cultivation world, so they want to use this method to reap the benefits."

Mo Luofan supported his chin with one hand, and looked at him with a pair of sinister eyes and a smile on his face: "Mo Xiaolan said? Mo Xiaolan said? How much did the master tell you?"

"That's all. We also analyzed some solutions for me." Ming Beilin was very confident and said, "She suggested that I change my name to avoid the limelight. Now that you two are in such a mess, and I am dead, the murderer must be very proud now. He should carry out his next goal. She asked me not to tell you first, and then we can use the trick to defeat the enemy..."

Suddenly he realized that something was wrong. Didn't we just give him a reminder and let him know the general idea? Why did he blurt out everything at once? He got more and more excited as he talked, without holding back at all.

"Heh." Mo Luofan uttered this word from his nose, expressing full disdain: "So you went to see Master so early in the morning."

"Uh..." Ming Beilin turned his head away and didn't dare to look at him: "I just want to explain to her the source of those things, so that she won't misunderstand you, and then..."

"Then you analyzed a series of causes, results, and solutions."

"Ah... um."

"That's all." Mo Luofan leaned back and crossed his legs, looking in a good mood: "Now that we know the general reason, that's enough."

"So what is Your Excellency going to do?"

"Since Master wants me to keep some distance from her and maintain the current state, then I will listen to her."

For some reason Ming Beilin always felt that things were not that simple. How could Mo Luofan obediently draw a line between himself and Mo Xiaolan?

"What does your majesty mean?"

"I'm going to practice in seclusion recently and concentrate on refining my sword. Do you understand?" He picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. "By the way, keep an eye on Mo Fan's whereabouts. If he acts alone, tell me immediately."

-

The opportunity came just after lunch. Mo Fan saw that Mo Xiaolan had no appetite during lunch and only ate a few bites of rice. He thought that maybe her stomach was not feeling well recently, so he thought of going to the back hill to get some hawthorns for her to stimulate her appetite.

As soon as he arrived at the back mountain, he was knocked unconscious. When he woke up, he found himself in the secret room of Qingyuan Gate.

There is no need to look to find out who the culprit is, it’s the villain leader who has a face exactly like his.

Mo Fan struggled for a few times and found himself tied up with ropes. He shouted for help but got no response. Except for the man and the beast in front of him, no one responded.

"It's you again. What do you want to do? Let me go!"

Mo Luofan squatted down and looked at him with a sly smile. Only then did Mo Fan realize that his clothes were long gone, replaced by a white undershirt and a black robe. His bamboo green clothes were now in Mo Luofan's hands.

Mo Fan was about to call for help again, but found that he couldn't open his mouth.

"Just stay here." Mo Luofan patted his shoulder and walked out humming a cheerful tune.

-

"Your Excellency, this outfit reminds me of you a few years ago." Ming Beilin stood on the table, looking up and down at the person in front of him.

Mo Luofan has grown up now and is taller. Mo Fan's clothes are a bit short for him, but he can still wear them.

As long as she hides her red-black eyes and combs her hair into a high ponytail, you can hardly tell the difference between them. After all, they look exactly the same.

"During my absence, everything in the sect will be left to Ruo Xiangsi to take care of as usual. As for Mo Fan, you should deliver food to the secret room every day when no one is paying attention, and keep a close eye on him."

"I know, I know. On the other hand, don't let Mo Xiaolan know that I told you this, otherwise she will peel off my fur to make a scarf."

"Yeah." Mo Luofan looked at himself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction, then quietly slipped out through the back door.

After arriving at Qingling Waterside Pavilion, his whole body was trembling. Although he was fully confident in his disguise, he was still a little scared when he really had to face Mo Xiaolan.

With a creak, the door opened.

Mo Xiaolan raised her head and looked at him, pausing for two seconds. Mo Luofan's palms were full of sweat. Looking at her expression, did she recognize him?

"Mo Fan? You're finally back. Where have you been?"

"Master...it's Sister Xiaolan. Don't you feel like you have no appetite? So I went to the back mountain to pick some hawthorns for you." Mo Luofan quickly handed her the thing in his hand and laughed awkwardly a few times.

Mo Xiaolan weighed the heavy hawthorn and smiled with satisfaction: "There is something delicious to eat again, come in quickly."

"Yeah." Mo Luofan silently broke into a cold sweat in his heart. Fortunately, he was not discovered.

The hawthorn in her hand was a bit too sour. Mo Xiaolan didn't want to eat it after taking a few bites. However, seeing that these were picked by someone with great effort, it would be a waste of their effort if she didn't eat them.

"Come with me." Mo Xiaolan grabbed his hand and dragged him to Shiweitang halfway up the mountain.

It was almost midnight and the lights in Shiweitang had already been turned off, so the master and his disciple sneaked into the kitchen.

Mo Luofan was making a fire downstairs. Mo Xiaolan got a can of sugar from somewhere and poured it all into the iron pot. After boiling it into syrup, she threw the hawthorns in, letting the sugar evenly coat the surface of the hawthorns. She slowly stir-fried them, and finally the hawthorns were coated with a layer of white icing before being taken out of the pot.

"Try it quickly." Mo Xiaolan held a bowl of hawthorns, picked out the one that looked the best and stuffed it into Mo Luofan's mouth.

In an instant, the taste of sugar comes first, followed by milk, and then the sour taste of hawthorn. But with the prelude of icing, it doesn't seem so sour, and it is sweet to the heart of the taster.

"Is it tasty?"

"Yeah." Mo Luofan nodded.

Mo Xiaolan threw a hawthorn into her mouth half-believingly, and suddenly she felt a sweet and happy feeling.

"It's really me, it's delicious. I wish I could have a plate of fragrant poached chicken now."

goo—

Someone's stomach growled spinelessly.

She couldn't help but smile: "Didn't you eat?"

"No." Mo Luofan touched the back of his head a little embarrassedly.

"That's perfect. I see there are some eggs and leftover rice next to it, so I'll make you some egg fried rice."

"Yeah." Mo Luofan nodded happily and continued with his fire-making work.

After a while, a bowl of golden fried rice appeared on the table, steaming and smelling delicious.

He immediately took a bite and put it in his mouth. The familiar feeling came to him, which was the taste he had been thinking about for many years.

Thinking back to the nights before, the master and disciple would come here every now and then to cook for themselves. He would always give all the delicious food to Mo Xiaolan, using the excuse that he didn't like it, and then Mo Xiaolan would make him a bowl of fried rice with egg. She was afraid that he would get tired of it one day, so she learned how to make different kinds of fried rice, but he still loved this simple fried rice with egg.

It felt like with the appearance of this bowl of fried rice, the relationship between them as master and apprentice suddenly slowly changed back to being as happy and relaxed as before.