The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

The two brothers stopped fighting and got up.

The person in front of him has a very solemn temperament. Xue Meng was stunned for a while before reacting, nodding his head and saying: "Well. That's right. Who are you?"

He has been self-willed since he was a child. Although Mrs. Wang repeatedly taught him etiquette, he didn't pay attention to it at all. Therefore, it is very impolite to ask people's names, firstly, without honorifics, and secondly, without giving your own name first.

But Mo Ran knew that this person would never have the same knowledge as Xue Meng.After all, people are...

"I'm a Confucian disciple, Ye Wangxi." The young man was really calm and not angry. Under his dark sword eyebrows, his eyes seemed to be quenched with stars, which were extraordinarily bright and sharp. "Dare to ask Your Excellency Gao's surname."

"Ye Wangxi?" Xue Meng frowned and murmured, "I haven't heard of it. I'm not famous."

Although his muttering was not loud, if the other party's hearing was not bad, he would definitely be able to hear it.Therefore, Mo Ran pulled Xue Meng's sleeves in the dark to let him restrain himself, and then suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and smiled slightly: "Mo Ran, at the top of life and death, next to me is my humble brother Xue Meng."

Xue Meng broke away from him and glared at him.

"Don't touch me, who is your brother?"

"Hey, Xue Meng, you..." Mo Ran sighed, then bent his eyes again, and smiled at Ye Wangxi: "My brother is naughty, let Brother Ye laugh."

He didn't suddenly change his temper and became polite to Xue Meng.It's just because this Ye Wangxi is really a hero among the people. Although he is unknown at this time, in his previous life, he was the second best master in the entire cultivation world except Chu Wanning.

God knows how much Mo Ran suffered from Ye Wangxi in his previous life.As a human being in this life, for this hero who is as sharp as a blade and as noble as a bamboo, let's not talk about wooing him, at least Mo Ran will never want to be his enemy again.

One Chu Wanning is enough for him to burn out, and another Ye Wangxi, how can there be a comfortable life?

Ye Wangxi didn't talk much, exchanged a few polite words, and then went back to the house.

As soon as the others left, Mo Ran returned to the grinning face of the gods and ghosts, stabbed Xue Meng with his elbow, and asked with a smile: "How is it?"

"How about what?"

"This person." Mo Ran asked, "Do you like it, does it look good?"

"...?" Xue Meng glanced at him inexplicably, and cursed, "Crazy."

Mo Ran laughed and said: "The four of us live in the same courtyard, and we will look down and see you in the future. You should be glad that he is the one who lives with us."

Xue Meng said strangely: "Listen to your tone, do you know him?"

Of course, Mo Ran couldn't tell the truth, so he joked old and unscrupulously: "I don't know, but, I only look at people's faces. I see him good-looking, and I am very happy in my heart."

Xue Meng scolded: "Disgusting!"

Mo Ran made a haha, turned around and waved his hand, and made a curse gesture with his back to Xue Meng, then lazily returned to his stone hut, knocked down the door latch, and shut Xue Meng's cursing outside.

In the early morning of the next day, the ink lit up.

In order to let them get acquainted with life in Taoyuan, Yumin postponed the practice for three days.After Mo Ran finished washing up, he saw that Ye Wangxi had gone out, and the other two hadn't woken up yet, so they went to wander the street by themselves.

In the mist in the early morning, many swordsmen from Xianmen walked lightly, drifting past, rushing to their respective training places.

Mo Ran passed by an early shop, and saw a new pot of fried water, and remembered that the younger brother was still sick, so he walked over and said: "Madam, I want eight fried buns, and a bowl of sweet porridge, take it away."

The featherman who set up the stall said without looking up, "Give me six feathers."

Mo Ran stunned: "Six what?"

"Six feathers."

"...Then do I have to find a chicken now and pluck some hairs?"

The featherman raised his eyes and gave him a blank look: "Want to eat without hair? Go, go."

Mo Ran was angry and funny, and when he wanted to ask further, suddenly a familiar voice came from behind, and a bandaged hand stretched out, with six golden wings between his fingers.

"Boss, let's make porridge, I'll pay for him."

The Feathermen took the feathers and didn't bother to talk to them, so they turned around and packed up to go early.Mo Ran turned his face to the side, and saw Ye Wangxi standing beside him, looking handsome and handsome, with a self-possessed bearing.

"Thank you very much." Carrying steaming fried buns and sweet porridge, Mo Ran and Ye Wangxi said as they walked, "If we didn't meet you today, I'm afraid we would all be hungry."

"It's okay." Ye Wangxi said, "Girl Shiba has a bad memory and always forgets to give some feathers to newcomers. I happened to pass by too, it's just a little effort, you don't have to be polite."

Mo Ran asked: "Do you need to exchange feathers for business in Taohuayuan?"

"good."

"Where did that feather come from?"

Ye Wangxi said: "Pull it out."

"Pull, pull..." Mo Ran was stunned, did he really pull it from the bird?Then the birds here must not be plucked by them?

Seeing his surprise, Ye Wangxi glanced at him amusedly, "What do you think? There is an Ancestral Abyss in this Taoyuan. The heat is unbearable. Therefore, no grass can grow around, and all animals can't live."

Mo Ran heard him describe it like this, and immediately thought of the bloody sky in the distance when passing by the suburbs yesterday, and said: "Is that abyss near the north of the city?"

"You're right."

"What does that have to do with feathers?"

Ye Wangxi said: "That's right, although no other creatures can survive near the Abyss of the Primordial Abyss, there is a group of angry owls living in the abyss. They use real fire as their nest and come out at night. Their feathers can help the Feathermen to cultivate. Diligent."

"So that's the case." Mo Ran smiled, "No wonder you have to exchange feathers for things."

"Well. But you need to pay attention. When they are active at night, their feathers will become no different from ordinary night owls. Even if they are caught, they will be useless. Only when the sun rises every day, the angry owls return to the ancestors in thousands The abyss. The moment they are about to enter the abyss, the wings on their bodies will turn back to golden, and it will be useful to take them off at that time."

"Haha, wouldn't that be a practice of light work? If the kung fu is not at home, it will become a barbecue. If you don't pick it, you will starve to death." Mo Ran couldn't help but tsk tsk, "This is really amazing distressed."

Ye Wangxi asked: "Could it be that you are not good at martial arts?"

The ink burned and said with a smile: "General."

"That can't be done." Ye Wangxi said, "The angry owl moves fast, not losing to the eagle. If you don't practice diligently, you will be hungry in a few days."

"so……"

Seeing that Mo Ran was distracted, Ye Wangxi sighed and said: "I have a lot of feathers, and I don't need them for the time being. If the three of you need anything, just ask me first."

The ink burned again and again, and smiled: "How embarrassing. I asked you to borrow these six feathers. I will go back to eat first. If I get the feathers tomorrow, I will return them to you. Thank you."

After bidding farewell to Ye Wangxi, Mo Ran returned to the other courtyard with porridge and rice.

There was no one in Xue Meng's house, and he probably woke up and had nothing to do, wandering around.Mo Ran then came to Chu Wanning's bamboo building.

Chu Wanning has not yet woken up.Mo Ran put the porridge and fried buns on the table, came to his bedside, and looked down at him.

Suddenly, a familiar feeling came to my mind.

The way this little junior fell asleep...why does he look a little like someone?

But I can't remember who I'm thinking of, but I have a vague impression that there is someone who is like this. When lying on the bed, he always curls himself up and puts his hands on his cheeks—who is it?

While he was in a daze, Chu Wanning woke up.

"Well..." Turning over, Chu Wanning saw the person beside the bed, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Mo Ran?"

"I've said it several times, I want to call my senior brother." Mo Ran rubbed his hair, then touched his forehead to test the temperature, "The fever is gone, come on, get up and eat something."

"Eat..." the child on the couch repeated blankly, with messy bun, making his face more watery and cute.

"See if senior brother loves you, get up early to buy breakfast. Eat it while it's hot."

Chu Wanning got out of bed in a white inner garment and walked to the dining table.There is a fresh lotus leaf on the table, inside is fried buns with thin skin and crispy bottom, sprinkled with green onion and black sesame seeds.There is also a small cup of longan osmanthus porridge, which is soft and glutinous, and is steaming hot.

Elder Yu Heng, who has always been strong, actually gave birth to a trace of uncertainty: "Give it to me?"

"what?"

"Is it all... bought for me?"

The ink burned for a moment: "Yes."

He looked at Chu Wanning's hesitation, thought for a while, and smiled: "Eat quickly, or it will be cold."

Chu Wanning has been at the peak of death and life for so many years. Although everyone respects him, because of his stubborn and indifferent personality, almost no one is willing to eat with him, let alone make him a breakfast.Sometimes when he watched his disciples take care of each other, although he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't help being envious in his heart.So facing this bowl of porridge and a few steamed buns, he was silent for a long time, but he was reluctant to eat it.

Mo Ran saw him sitting on a small stool, staring at the food in front of him, but never moved his chopsticks. He thought it was not to his appetite, so he asked, "What's wrong? Is it greasy?"

"..."

Chu Wanning looked back at him, shook his head, picked up a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of porridge, blew it cool, and took a sip carefully.

If he was the handsome and indifferent Grandmaster Chu in the past, drinking porridge like this would only make him appear well-mannered and elegant.

But for a child, it was a bit clumsy and pitiful.

Mo Ran misunderstood, and said to him: "You don't like longan? Then you pick it out and throw it aside, it's okay."

"No." The younger brother didn't have much expression on his face, but when he looked at Mo Ran again, his black eyes were warm, "I like it."

"Oh...haha, that's good, I thought you didn't like food."

Chu Wanning hung down the thick eyelashes and repeated in a low voice: "I like it. No one has ever treated me like this before."

He said, raised his eyes and looked at Mo Ran, and said seriously.

"Thank you, brother."

Mo Ran didn't expect him to say this, and couldn't help but stunned.

He is not a kind person, and he doesn't like children.The reason why he is good to Xia Sini is that he is very capable at a young age, and he is a young man worth making friends with.

But he was utilitarian, but the other party treated each other with sincerity.Mo Ran couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but after listening to the words of this little brother, he felt very strange, so after waving his hand to let Chu Wanning stop thanking himself, he asked, "Has no one bought you breakfast before?"

Chu Wanning had no expression and nodded.

"Won't those people under Elder Xuanji's sect take care of each other?"

Chu Wanning said: "I don't often get together with them."

"What about before you started? When you were in the layman's house, your parents..." Halfway through the words, Mo Ran stopped.

His little teacher was born so clear, which parents would have the heart to throw him on the mountain to practice, and never come to the sect to see him?Presumably his experience is the same as that of the teacher and himself.

Sure enough, Chu Wanning calmly said: "My parents have abandoned me, and I have no other relatives, no one will take me."

Mo Ran stopped talking, and after a long silence, he sighed.Xindao: I originally had a good relationship with this child, firstly because of his superb cultivation, secondly because he is quite calm, different from ordinary squeaking children.But I don't want him to have the same background as me.

He looked at the junior in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the bitter and bitter years when he was young, and a surge of blood surged in his chest, gradually growing pity and intimacy.Suddenly said: "Nobody took you with me before, but now I have. Since you call me senior brother, I will take good care of you from now on."

Chu Wanning didn't seem to expect him to say this, and he seemed a little surprised. After a while, he slowly rubbed a smile and said, "You want to take care of me?"

"Well. You follow me in the future, and I will teach you the mind and how to practice the sword."

Chu Wanning's smile became stronger: "You want to teach me the mind, teach me how to practice the sword?"

Mo Ran misunderstood his expression, scratched his head and said: "Don't laugh at me, I know that your cultivation base is very good, but you are still young after all, and you have to learn many things again. Elder Xuanji has many disciples, he will not care about it." You. What's wrong with you learning from me, at least I'm still a martial artist."

Chu Wan was quiet for a long time, and said, "I never laughed at you. I... think you are very good."

In this case, before, he would never be able to say it, but his body has become smaller, and it seems that even his temperament will soften, as if he is hiding in a dark place, and he can finally remove the hard mask.

Mo Ran, on the other hand, lived for two lifetimes, and it was the first time someone praised "You are fine", even though the other party was just a child, it also made him at a loss, very pleasantly surprised, stuttering for a long time, always as thick as a city wall His face turned red.

He murmured and repeated: "I, I, I, I'm fine... Am I fine?"

Suddenly, I vaguely remembered that when I was young, I really wanted to be a good person.

However, the humble but gentle wish at that time was the same as "When I grow up, I want to ask Sister Li from the rouge shop to be my daughter-in-law", "If I earn enough silver, I will buy sesame seed cakes every day", "If I can have two in a meal in the future", A piece of braised pork, even if you are a god, you won’t change it”, and later it became a memory of Feng Chuixuesan.