The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

The sun is shining.

The peak of death and life is magnificent for hundreds of miles, with long corridors and verandas.

As a rising star among the sects of cultivating immortals, it is quite different from those famous families in the world of cultivating immortals.

Take the most prosperous Confucian school in Linyi today as an example. The main hall of the family is called the "Six Virtues Hall".The area where the disciples live is called the "Six Elements Gate", which warns the disciples to "filial piety, friendship, harmony, marriage, responsibility, and compassion" among each other.The teaching place is called "Six Arts Terrace", which means that Confucianism disciples need to be proficient in the six skills of "ritual, music, archery, royal, calligraphy, and mathematics".

All in all, it is elegant beyond bounds.

On the other hand, the peak of death and life is worthy of a poor background. The name is indescribable. Shu, thinking that he couldn't hold back a few words later, he started to mess around, using his talent for naming similar to "Xue Ya".

Therefore, there are many plagiarized names on the summit of death and life, such as the dark room for self-reflection of the disciples, which is called Yan Luodian.

The jade bridge connecting the rest area and the teaching area is called Naihe Bridge.The dining hall is called Mengpotang, the martial arts arena is called Daoshan Huohai, the forbidden area behind the mountain is called Dead Ghost Room, and so on.

These are not bad, and the places that are further away are simply called "This is a mountain", "This is water", "This is a pit", and the famous "Ahhhh" and "Wahahhhh" two steep cliffs.

Naturally, the sleeping halls of the elders cannot escape the pattern, and each has its own nickname.

Chu Wanning is naturally no exception. He likes tranquility and is unwilling to live with everyone. His residence is built on the South Peak, the peak of death and life, hidden in a sea of ​​bamboo and green. There is a pool in front of the court. The lotus covers the sun, and due to the abundant spiritual power, hibiscus blooms in the pool all the year round, as bright as red clouds.

The disciples secretly called this beautiful place——

Red Lotus Hell.

Mo Ran thought of this and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Who made Chu Wanning look like a late mother all day long, and the disciples in the door saw him as if they saw Shura's ghost. What is the place where the ghost stays called hell?

Xue Meng interrupted his reverie: "You can still laugh! Eat your breakfast quickly, and go to the good and evil platform with me after eating, the master will punish you in public today!"

Mo Ran sighed and touched the welt on his face: "Hiss...pain."

"Deserved!"

"Oh, I don't know if Tianwen has fixed it. If it is not fixed, don't bring it out to interrogate me. Who knows what nonsense I will say again."

In the face of Mo Ran's sincere worry, Xue Meng's face flushed, and he said angrily: "If you dare to speak out in public and insult Master, I will not pull out your tongue!"

Mo Ran covered his face and waved his hands quietly: "You don't need to pull it out, you don't need to pull it out, Master will tie me up with willow vines again, and I will kill myself on the spot to prove my innocence."

When the time came, Mo Ran was brought to the stage of good and evil according to the rules. He looked around and saw a dark blue sea of ​​people below.The disciples at the Peak of Death and Life are all wearing martial arts robes, light armor that is so blue that it is almost black, lion head belt, gauntlets and shiny silver borders on the hem of the clothes.

The sun rises in the east, and the stage of good and evil is shining brightly.

Mo Ran knelt on the high platform and listened to Elder Si Lu reading a long letter of guilt in front of him.

"A disciple of Elder Yuheng's sect, Mo Weiyu, ignorant of the law, disregarding teachings, disobeying the sect's rules, and losing morality. Violating the fourth, ninth, and No. 15 precepts of the sect, according to the law, he will be eighty sticks, and copy the gate Ruled a hundred times, banned for a month. Mo Weiyu, do you have something to argue?"

Mo Ran glanced at the white figure in the distance.

That was the only elder who didn't have to wear a uniform blue background and silver skirt in the entire peak of life and death.

Chu Wan Ning snow satin is the clothing, and the silver mist is the thin cover, just like wearing the nine-day clear frost, but people seem thinner and cooler than the frost and snow.He sat quietly, a little far away, and Mo Ran couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but he also knew that this person must have no waves.

Taking a deep breath, the ink burned: "There is nothing to argue."

The precept elder followed the rules and asked the disciples below: "If anyone disagrees with the verdict, or has a statement to make, you can make a statement at this time."

All the disciples below began to hesitate and looked at each other.

None of them expected that Chu Wanning, the elder of Yuheng, could actually send his apprentice to the stage of good and evil, and punish him in public.

To put it mildly, it's called being unselfish, and to put it bluntly, it's called a cold-blooded devil.

The cold-blooded demon leader Chu Wanning rested his chin lightly and sat on the seat when someone suddenly shouted with amplifying technique: "Elder Yuheng, this disciple is willing to intercede for Junior Brother Mo."

"……plead?"

The disciple obviously felt that Mo Ran was the Lord's nephew. Even if he made a mistake now, his future would still be bright, so he decided to take the opportunity to please Mo Ran.He started talking nonsense: "Junior Brother Mo is at fault, but he loves his fellow disciples and helps the weak and weak. I ask the elders to treat him leniently because he is not evil in nature!"

Obviously more than one person intends to curry favor with Junior Brother Mo.

Gradually, more and more people spoke for Mo Ran, with all sorts of strange reasons, even Mo Ran himself was embarrassed to hear it - when did he pass "the heart of a child, with the world in mind"?This is a disciplinary meeting, not a commendation meeting, right?

"Elder Yuheng, Junior Brother Mo once helped me eliminate demons and protect the way, and kill thorny beasts. I would like to ask for credit for Junior Brother Mo. If the merits and demerits are equal, I hope the elder will reduce my sentence!"

"Elder Yuheng, Junior Brother Mo once helped me relieve my demons when I was in a state of madness. I believe that Junior Brother Mo's mistake this time was just a moment of confusion. I also ask the elder to ease the punishment on Junior Brother!"

"Elder Yuheng, Junior Brother Mo once gave me a panacea to save my mother. He is a benevolent person, so please punish him lightly!"

The last person's speech was robbed by the previous one, and there was nothing to make up for a while, seeing Chu Wanning and Ning Qinghan's eyes sweeping over, he was in a hurry and said wisely: "Elder Yuheng, Junior Brother Mo once helped me to double cultivate—"

"Pfft." Someone burst out laughing.

The disciple immediately blushed and retreated embarrassingly.

"Yuheng, calm down, calm down..." Seeing that the situation was not going well, the elder commandment hurriedly tried to persuade him.

Chu Wan Ning Sen said coldly: "I have never seen such a brazen person. What is his name? Whose apprentice?"

Commandment hesitated a little, then bit the bullet and said softly: "Little Tu Yaolian."

Chu WanNing raised his eyebrows: "Your apprentice? Face?"

The precept elder couldn't help being embarrassed, and changed the subject with a blushing old face: "He sings well, and he can help when he receives the sacrifice."

Chu Wanning snorted, turned his face away, and was too lazy to talk nonsense with this shameless precept elder.

There are thousands of people on the summit of death and life, and it is normal to have a dozen dog legs.

Mo Ran looked at the convincing appearance of those brothers, and he had to believe it. It was so powerful. It turned out that he was not the only one who was good at talking nonsense with his eyes open. We have a lot of talents in this sect.

Chu Wanning, who had been read "Elder Yuheng please forgive me" countless times, finally spoke to the disciples.

"Plead for Mo Weiyu?" He paused, then said, "Yes, you all come up."

Those people didn't know what happened, and went up tremblingly.

The golden light in Chu Wanning's palm flashed, and Tianwen obeyed his orders, and with a whoosh, he tied the dozen or so people together and tied them firmly in place.

Come again! !

Mo Ran was almost desperate, his legs were weak when he saw Tianwen, I really don't know where Chu Wanning got such a perverted weapon, thanks to the fact that he was never married in his previous life, who girl promised him, so he wouldn't be drawn alive If you die, you will be asked to die alive.

There was quite a mockery in Chu Wanning's eyes, and he asked one of them: "Has Mo Ran ever helped you get rid of demons and defend the way?"

How could that disciple resist Tianwen's torture, and immediately howled: "No! No!"

Ask another: "Mo Ran helps you get rid of the madness?"

"Ah!! No! No!"

"The ink burns to give you a panacea?"

"Ah! Help! No, no, no! I made it up! I made it up!"

Chu Wanning loosened the tie, but then waved his hand fiercely, crackling flames splattered, Tian Wen suddenly threw it out, and slapped those lying disciples on the back.

In an instant, there were screams again and again, and blood spattered.

Chu Wanning twisted his sword eyebrows and said angrily: "What are you calling? Kneel down for me! Commander!"

"exist."

"Punish me!"

"Yes!"

As a result, not only did those people not reap the benefits, but each of them was beaten ten sticks for violating the rhythm of deceit, and Elder Yuheng gave him a willow vine extrajudicially.

After nightfall, Mo Ran lay on the bed. Although he had been medicated, his back was full of staggered scars. He couldn't even turn over. His eyes were full of pain and he sucked his nose.

He was born cute, so whimpering and curled up like a beaten plush cat cub, but what he thought was really not what a cub should have.

He grabbed the bedding and bit the sheets, imagining that this was the grandson of Chu Wanning, he bit!kick!Kick!tear!

The only consolation is that Shi Mo came to visit him with the hands he made himself, and was stared at by those tender and pitiful eyes, and Mo Ran's tears fell even more fiercely.

He doesn't care what kind of man is crying, he likes to act like a baby with whomever he likes.

"It hurts so much? Can't you get up?" Shi Mo sat on the edge of his bed and sighed, "Master... he was too hard. Look at you... there are a few wounds , the blood hasn’t stopped yet.”

Mo Ran heard that he felt sorry for himself, a warm current gradually rose in his chest, his bright eyes lifted from the quilt, and he blinked.

"Master, you care about me so much, I, I won't hurt."

"Hey, looking at you like this, how can you not feel pain? It's not like you don't know Master's temper. Would you dare to make such a big mistake in the future?"

In the candlelight, Shi Mei looked at him helplessly and distressedly, his charming eyes were full of waves, like warm spring water.

The ink burned slightly, and said obediently: "Never again. I swear."

"Which time did you swear that you took it seriously?" But after all, Shi Mei finally smiled, "The copying hands are cold, can you get up? If you can't get up, lie down, and I will feed you."

Mo Ran had already climbed up halfway, and when he heard this, he immediately collapsed and became paralyzed.

Teacher Mei: "..."

No matter in the previous life or in this life, Mo Ran’s favorite food is Chaoshou made by Shi Mei. The skin is as thin as a cloud of smoke, and the stuffing is as tender as creamy fat. .

Especially the soup head, boiled milky white and mellow, sprinkled with green onion, tender yolk shredded egg, and poured a spoonful of red oil and spicy toppings stir-fried with mashed garlic, eating it in the stomach, it seems to be able to warm people for a lifetime.

Shi Mei carefully fed him one spoon at a time, while feeding him, he said to him: "There is no red oil today, you are hurt badly, eating spicy food is not easy to heal, just drink bone soup."

Mo Ran stared at him, couldn't look away, and said with a smile: "Spicy or not, as long as you make it, it's delicious."

"I can really talk." The teacher also smiled, and picked up a poached egg lying in the soup, "I reward you with a soft heart, I know you like it."

The ink burned hey and laughed, with a bunch of messy hair on his forehead, like a flower blooming: "Shi Mo."

"what happened?"

"Nothing, just calling you."

"..."

Shake it, shake it.

"Master."

The teacher suppressed a smile: "Just call me?"

"Yeah, I'm just calling you, I feel so happy."

The teacher froze for a moment, and touched his forehead gently: "This silly boy, doesn't he have a fever?"

Mo Ran burst out laughing, rolled half a roll, looked at him sideways, his eyes were bright, as if filled with tiny stars.

"It would be great if I could eat the copying hands made by my master every day."

This is not a lie.

After Shi Mei's death, Mo Ran always wanted to taste the dragon manuscript he made again, but that taste never came back.

At that time, Chu Wanning hadn't completely broken with him. I don't know if it was out of guilt. Seeing Mo Ran kneeling in front of the teacher's coffin in a daze, Chu Wanning quietly went to the kitchen, made dough, chopped stuffing, and wrapped it carefully. A few copies.It's just that before the package was finished, Mo Ran saw it. Mo Ran, who had lost his love, couldn't bear it at all. He only felt that Chu Wanning's behavior was mocking himself, imitating him poorly, and hurting himself deliberately. .

Shi Mo is dead, Chu WanNing can save it, but he refuses to help him. Afterwards, he wants to outflank his hands for Shi Mo and eat it for himself. Does he think it will make him happy?

He rushed into the kitchen and overturned all the utensils, and the snow-filled hands rolled all over the floor.

He yelled at Chu Wanning: "What are you? You also deserve the things he used? Also the dishes he cooked? The teacher is dead, are you satisfied? Do you have to put all your apprentices Are you willing to die and go crazy? Chu Wanning! No one in this world can make that bowl of copying hands anymore. No matter how much you imitate, you won’t be able to resemble him!”

Now this bowl, he eats it both happily and emotionally, and after eating slowly, although he is still smiling, his eyes are a little moist.Fortunately, the candlelight was dim, and Shi Mei couldn't see his subtle expressions clearly.

Mo Ran said: "Master."

"Ok?"

"Thank you."

The teacher was stunned, and then smiled gently: "Isn't it just a bowl of copying hands? As for being so polite to me, if you like it, I will often make it for you in the future."

Mo Ran wants to say, not just thank you for a bowl of copying hands.

I also want to thank you, whether in the previous life or in this life, only you really think highly of me, you don’t mind my background, you don’t mind my 14 years of fighting outside, unscrupulous.

I also want to thank you, if it wasn't because I suddenly thought of you, after being reborn, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to help but kill Rong Jiu, make a big mistake, and go back to the old path.

Fortunately, in this life, before you die after rebirth, I will definitely protect you well. If you are ill, Chu Wanning, that cold-blooded devil, is unwilling to save you, and me.

But where can these words be said?

In the end, Mo Ran just gurgled and drank all the soup, and there was not even a green onion left, and then licked his lips unsatisfactorily. The dimples were deep, and they were as cute as a fluffy kitten.

"Is there any more tomorrow?"

The teacher can't laugh or cry: "Don't change something else? Isn't it tired?"

"I don't get tired of eating every day, just because I'm afraid you think I'm annoying."

The teacher shook his head and smiled: "I don't know if the flour is enough. If it is not enough, I'm afraid I can't do it. If it doesn't work, can you see the eggs in sugar water? It's also your favorite."

"Okay, okay. As long as you do it, everything is fine."

In Mo Ran's heart, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and he is so happy that he can't wait to roll with the quilt.

See how virtuous the teacher is, Chu Wanning, just hit me!Anyway, I am lying on the bed and there are beauties who care and serve me, hehehe!

Thinking of my master, I couldn't help being mixed with anger in the tenderness just now.

Mo Ran resentfully scratched at the seam of the bed board, thinking, what kind of Wanye Yuheng, what kind of Big Dipper Immortal, it's all fucking bullshit!

Chu Wanning, let's wait and see in this life! !

The author has something to say: Shi Mei outflanks hands

Ink Feed Fish: Eat, eat, eat!

Shizun outflanks hands

Ink Feed Fish: Throw, throw, throw!

The peak of death and life, ink feeding fish wastes food and wastes labor. Is this the annihilation of human nature or the degeneration of morality?Please see today's "Legal Forum".

The real reason:

Master's cooking is too unpalatable. As an apprentice, I have already developed deep distrust of the food safety of Master's various dishes.