The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Mo Ran followed him upstairs in a daze, his feet creaked and creaked on the wooden steps that had been in disrepair for a long time, and he couldn't help asking: "You call him Mr. Chu?"

"Yes, he was sent by Yan Luo to take care of this building, and he is our elder."

"..."

Mo Ran didn't say a word, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

"Here we are." The masked man stopped in front of a half-moon-shaped arch on the second floor, and lightly knocked on the slightly concealed vermilion carved door, "Mr. Chu, your old friend is looking for you."

It was quiet for a while, and then I remembered the gentle voice, like warming wine on the stove, soft hair on the pillow.

"Old man? It's him again? As I said, I don't want to see him again. Let him go back."

The masked man coughed lightly: "No, Mr. Chu misunderstood, this time it's not him."

"Who else could it be?" The inside was silent for a moment, and said, "Forget it, please come in."

The inside of the warm pavilion is very elegant and clean, and the tables and chairs are even so simple and cold.But the ground was covered with a luxurious soft felt. When Mo Ran walked in, half of his feet were immediately submerged in it, and there was also a pungent smell of wild animal fur in the air.The one who didn't fit in with this breath was the man who was pruning flower branches by the Xuan window.

He has long black hair, white clothes with wide sleeves, scarlet flower buds trembling at his translucent fingertips.Perhaps because of Shunfeng Building's consistent rules, he also wore a navy blue grimace mask on his face, with ferocious fangs and protruding tiger eyes.But even with such a mask on his face, it felt inexplicably gentle.

He cut off the excess stumps, gathered them together and discarded them, and then turned his head.

Mo Ran felt that his throat was dry. The conversation between the masked man and Chu Wanning just now made him puzzled, and he felt vaguely uneasy. He didn't know what this strand of soul lost.If Chu WanNing doesn't remember him...

Just thinking about it, the man put down the flower scissors and walked towards him.

Mo Ran, who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, feels a little flustered, and the vest is sweating thinly.

"Master."

The man stopped, getting a little closer.Mo Ran seemed to laugh when he heard him.

"What master?" he said, "Young master, did you recognize the wrong person?"

really……

Afraid of what to come.

There was a thud in Mo Ran's heart, and there seemed to be a huge boulder crashing down in his chest, leading him into the endless abyss.He stared blankly at the man in front of him, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the man covered the mask with his slender and fair hands, and gently removed the thick and colorful grimace, revealing Zhang Qingjun's dignified face.

Mo Ran felt that the heavy boulder disappeared suddenly.

He looked at the man who had taken off his mask in surprise but without any doubt, and blurted out: "Chu Xun?"

No wonder the little master downstairs got the portrait wrong.Chu Xun and Chu Wanning looked eight points alike, but Chu Xun was soft and Chu Wanning was cold.But only those who are extremely familiar can tell the difference between the two of them.

Such as ink burning.

The man in front of him was Chu Xun, the son of Lin'an City whom he had seen in a vision more than 200 years ago, so he announced his name without thinking.

But the real Chu Xun had never met him, so he was a little surprised, and said with a smile, "...you really know me?"

Mo Ran hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, I found the wrong person. But I do know you..." He said, looking at the other party curiously, Chu Xun died a hundred years ago, but he has not yet After reincarnation, it is obvious that Yan Luo entrusted him with the task of letting him temporarily escape from reincarnation.

I didn't expect to see Chu Wanning's ancestors, Mo Ran only felt very mysterious.

Chu Xun nodded and said, "So that's how it is." Then he smiled, "Who is the young master looking for? Since I have a destiny to come upstairs, I will help you find it. Otherwise, the vast Nanke Township, thousands of ghosts, I don’t know when to find it.”

Mo Ran originally planned to explain a few sentences and go downstairs to find someone to do the calculation again. Who knows that Chu Xun is so warm-hearted, and he has not changed after doing ghosts. He is willing to help him in person. That's it. Mr. Lauchu is here!"

After speaking, he handed the portrait to Chu Xun.

Chu Xun unfolded it, and said with a smile, "No wonder the people below are mistaken, it really looks a bit like me. What's his name?"

"Chu Wanning." Mo Ran said, "His name is Chu Wanning."

"The surname is also Chu?...It's a coincidence."

Mo Ran moved in his heart and asked: "Will it be the relatives of Mr.?"

"It's hard to say. To see the various states of the world, you need to go to the Ninth King of the Ghost Realm. I...have a life-and-death enmity with the Nine Kings. If I don't want to ask him, I don't care about the worldly affairs."

He was talking about the ghost king who broke the barrier of Lin'an and killed his family.When the scar was poked, even for such a calm person like him, his expression was not only a little obscure.

Mo Ran originally thought that the connection between Chu Wanning and Chu Xun could be confirmed this time, but unexpectedly it was so, so he shook his head: "It's a pity."

Chu Xun smiled, didn't speak any more, went to the museum shelf to get a gold-plated compass with yin and yang patterns, and invited Mo Ran to sit down.

"Using this to know where he is?"

"Nine times out of ten."

"What's the other one or two?"

"Some people's soul power is always strange, and it's possible that they can't find it." Chu Xun said, "But it's not common, young master should not be so unlucky."

When the divination was settled, a small golden needle tremblingly pointed to the north in the compass, but after a while, it turned to the south again, then turned east, then west, and finally spun again.

Chu Xun: "..."

The ink burned carefully: "How?"

"Cough." Chu Xun coughed lightly, with an embarrassed look on his face, "Young master...it's really unlucky."

Ink burning: "..."

In fact, Mo Ran is often unlucky, so I know it won't be so smooth.He sighed, thanked Chu Xun, and prepared to join the vast crowd again, and continue to search for Chu Wanning's whereabouts.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the frantic rotation of the compass suddenly stopped, and the pointer pointed to a certain direction, trembling, as if not so sure, and after a while, it pointed to a position that was slightly off.

Chu Xun hurriedly called him: "Young master, wait a little longer."

Mo Ran immediately stopped, staring at the compass at the table, holding his breath, the pointer swayed from side to side, but it didn't stop, but roughly pointed out a direction.

Chu Xun frowned and said, "What's going on..."

"Does this represent some vision?"

"The vision is unlikely, but it's very strange." Chu Xun looked at the compass, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, "It seems that there are his figures in two directions?"

The ink burned suddenly.

How can it be?

Now that the soul is in Chu Wanning's body, the human soul is in the soul lamp, and there should be only one earth soul left in the ghost world. How could Chu Wanning appear in two places at the same time?

Chu Xun said: "In short, one is southeast and the other is northeast. Young master, go and look for it. If you have a look, maybe the compass is affected by some spells. It's hard to say if it's not accurate."

Mo Ran was very anxious, thanked Chu Xun, hurried out of Shunfeng Building, and ran to the east.

After running for a long time, suddenly encountered a fork in the road, Mo Ran suddenly stopped.

Southeast or Northeast?

He was holding the soul-inducing lamp, anxious, but after a while, he looked at the lantern in his hand that gathered human souls, and suddenly felt a vague and strange perception in his heart.

Following this indistinct perception, he walked along the narrow streets and deep alleys.

The further you go, the more obvious this feeling becomes.

He even felt that Chu Wanning's earth soul was invisibly calling the soul lamp in his hand, or calling him to go to a place.

Mo Ran finally stopped in front of a two-story old wooden building.

"The Hall of Sick Souls."

He raised his head and glanced at the huge and heavy hanging plaque.The plaque has been exposed to wind and sun all day long, the black paint has peeled off, and a large part of the red lettering on it has lost a lot of color, revealing the mottled and moldy rotten wood underneath.

Mo Ran frowned, his heart shuddered, and he felt that these three words made him very uneasy.

Sick soul... what do you mean?

Chu Xun's compass failed, is it because of this reason?

He pushed open the door, stepped over the high threshold, and entered.

He soon knew the answer.

There are hundreds of beds in the Hall of Sick Souls, and the people lying on them are all unconscious souls.More than a dozen ghosts wearing white masks shuttled among them, delivering spiritual energy to the sick bed.

The so-called Hall of Sick Souls is the medical hall of the ghost world.

Mo Ran found the ghost medical officer who was coordinating the overall situation at the bottom, and bowed to him, saying: "Doctor, I think..."

The doctor was very busy, so he said impatiently, "On the second floor for medicine grabbing, line up on the left side for diagnosis."

"What about looking for someone?"

"Looking for someone to... what? Looking for someone?"

Mo Ran showed him the scroll: "Have you ever seen this fairy?"

The ghost doctor took a look at the scroll, then raised his head to look at Mo Ran again, under the hole in the black mask, a pair of eyes seemed to have pity: "Your relative?"

"Oh, yes."

"His soul is damaged." The ghost doctor pointed to the stairs, "he is lying in the innermost compartment upstairs. We can't cure this kind of disease, so we can only procrastinate. You can find him yourself."

Mo Ran was surprised: "The earth soul is damaged? How can it be damaged?"

"Who knows? The reincarnation of the six realms is an extremely painful thing. Maybe his soul was damaged in the previous reincarnations, but he is a cultivator in this life, and maybe he went crazy and hurt his soul. In short, it is incomplete. You Ask me who I ask."

The ink burned anxiously: "Then...what will the loss of the earth soul affect?"

"Influence?" The ghost doctor thought for a while, "It's okay, after all, only one of the three souls is a little incomplete, and it can't affect his reincarnation. If there is really anything... probably it is that the next life will be short. Some, less luck, or weaker bodies."

"..." After Mo Ran heard this, although he was quite unwilling, he also suffered from having nothing to do, so he had to thank the ghost doctor first, and then went upstairs.

The layout on the top is not as compact and dense as the bottom, which makes people breathless.

Maybe it's because all the remnants parked there are remnant souls that can't be revived by the Hall of Sick Souls, and they don't need too much care.There was only one medical officer sleeping idly on the wicker chair in the hallway.

Mo Ran didn't wake him up, and went straight inside.

In the huge space, there are only ten or twenty sick beds, leaning against the red rosewood windows, and pulling a plain screen between them.

There was silence all around.

There was a creaking sound when the feet stepped on the floor, and Mo Ran's eyes fell on the innermost compartment, where there was a half-moon-shaped arch, and outside the arch was an open-air terrace, and the moonlight hung through it. The thin tulle curtain came in, and the breeze swayed.

Obviously there are more than [-] sick souls here, but Mo Ran has a strong perception for some reason.

Perhaps it was the soul-guiding lamp that led him all the way forward in the dark, so he walked to the innermost room, into the pure and hazy moonlit night, without any distractions.

He raised his hand and opened the curtain.

Chu Wanning's last lonely soul was lying there, his eyes were closed, his face was very pale, and it was so similar to the corpse parked in the Frost Sky Palace.

Rao found him, Rao is rebirth in sight, Mo Ran saw such a blood-stained, cold and thin figure, still couldn't help the pain in his heart, and his nose was sore.

He walked over and put the soul lamp on the bedside.

Then sat on the bedside of Chu Wanning's earth soul, wanting to gently hold the other's cold hand.

But this remnant soul is different from the previous human soul. Perhaps because of the severe wear and tear, his spirit body is actually nothingness. Mo Ran's fingertips could not touch him, so he just passed through the void of Chu Wanning's earth soul. The shadow fell on the white mattress.

Because of such nothingness, Mo Ran gave birth to some bitter loss.

If there is a slight difference, if Master Huaizu has never appeared, if Chu Wanning's soul is broken more, if the master is disheartened and lazy, the heaven and the earth will not meet...

He lowered his body, knowing that he couldn't hold Chu Wanning's forehead, but he still couldn't help it. He closed his eyes, as if he wanted to embrace the ethereal soul, and leaned over the mat.

"Master."

He overlaps with his dead soul, and the moonlight shines down, regardless of you and me.

The ink burned and sighed, and he let out a long breath, but his heart was bitter and heavy.

He has seen Chu Wanning's body, he has seen Chu Wanning's human soul, and now he has seen this sick earth soul again. Every time he sees one, he feels different.He knelt down in front of the corpse, guilt and guilt almost tore him apart, he repented in front of the soul, holding hands and begging Chu Wanning to come back.

And the earth soul.

He tried to embrace each other, but he couldn't catch anything, he couldn't touch anything, he suddenly felt a boundless panic in his heart, and felt that this was the ending he should have.

He was full of guilt and blood on his hands.How can he be able to stay with his old friend again and never leave?

Mo Ran closed his eyes, and his eyelashes seemed a little wet, warming the thin pillow.

He once thought that the gods treated him poorly, but now, it seems absurd like a joke.It turned out that this was not the case. It turned out that God treated him very kindly, but his heart was too thin, and everything he saw was dark.

It's his bad.

He was shocked to realize that he had gone on such a road of no return, he wanted to turn back at this moment, he wanted to use the rest of his life to make up for it, to pay it back with the rest of his life, he didn't know if he could return to the original point in time by doing so.

What is stepping on the fairy, what is the emperor of the human world.

No more.

He just wanted to come here and be a decent person that Chu Wanning always wanted him to be.

Some people say that knowing your mistakes can make a big difference.

But his fault was too deep.

He didn't know how long it would take to repay it, maybe on the day of his death, he still couldn't get rid of this endless regret.After all, the scars drawn in the water can return to calm, but the wounds pierced into the wood will always penetrate the bones.

"Master." After a long time, he was immersed in the moonlight, immersed in Chu Wanning's almost transparent soul, he said, his voice seemed to be coaxing a child, "Let's go, we are going back."

He straightened up and lifted the soul lamp.

The mantra was recited silently, the soul of the earth entered the lamp, and the faint shadows quickly sank into the lamp core and disappeared without a trace.

The ink burns and waits.

But after waiting for a while, the local soul and the human soul completely merged into one, and after a long time, there was still no movement.

Mo Ran's face suddenly paled.

What's wrong? !

Didn't it mean that after the fusion of the earth soul and the human soul, he can bring Chu Wanning back to the world?

Could it be that Master Guilty's curse has failed? !

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