The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Mo Ran lay on the bed like a dead fish for three days. As soon as the wound healed, he received a summons telling him to go to the Red Lotus Water Pavilion to do coolies.

This is also part of the punishment. During the period when Mo Ran was banned, he was not allowed to go down the mountain, but he could not be idle. He had to help the sect and do some hard work.

Generally speaking, these errands are such as: helping the aunt of Meng Potang wash the dishes, scrubbing the 360 ​​five stone lions on the pillars of the Naihe Bridge, copying extremely boring archive files, and so on.

But where is the Red Lotus Water Pavilion?It is the residence of the grandson of Chu Wanning, known as the Shura Field of the Red Lotus Hell.

Few people have been to the summit of death and life, and all the people who have entered have either broken arms or broken legs after they came out.

Therefore, Chu Wanning's dormitory has a more down-to-earth nickname besides the Red Lotus Hell: Broken Leg Waterside Pavilion.

There is a joke circulating in the faction: "The beauty is hidden in the waterside pavilion, and the beauty asks the sky. Enter the door of my broken leg and know that my broken leg is suffering. Elder Yuheng, the best choice to help you cut off your meridians."

There used to be a female disciple who was not afraid of death, she was so bold that she dared to covet the beauty of Elder Yuheng. Taking advantage of the darkness of the moon and the high wind, she sneaked to the South Peak and hung on the eaves, intending to watch the elder take a bath and change clothes.

The result can be imagined, the female warrior was beaten to death by Tianwen, crying for her father and mother, and lay on the bed for more than 100 days.

And Chu Wanning also said harsh words, if he dared to commit another crime, he would directly pick his eyes.

did you see?What uncouth words!What an incomprehensible behavior!What an outrageous man!

In the sect, there are some innocent and silly girls who, relying on themselves as women, think that elder Yuheng should be sympathetic to jade, so they are always laughing and laughing in front of him, trying to attract the attention of the elders.But ever since the elder killed the female hooligan, no one dared to think of him again.

Elder Yuheng, both male and female, has no gentleman's bearing, except for his good-looking face, he can't do anything anywhere-this is the evaluation of Chu Wanning by the disciples of the school.

The junior brother who came to summon the messenger looked at Mo Ran sympathetically, endured it, but still couldn't hold it back: "Senior Brother Mo..."

"Ok?"

"...Elder Yuheng has such a bad temper. None of the people who went to the Red Lotus Waterside Pavilion can stand up. Take a look, or else, say that your wound has not healed, and beg Elder Yuheng to let you go Wash the dishes?"

Mo Ran was very grateful for the bodhisattva heart of this junior brother, and then rejected him.

Seeking Chu WanNing?

Forget it, he doesn't want to be served by Tian Wen again.

So he put on his clothes with great difficulty, dragged his heavy steps, and reluctantly walked towards Nanfeng, the pinnacle of life and death.

Red lotus water pavilion, red lotus hell, Chu Wanning's residence, there is no living person in a hundred miles.

No one wants to be close to the place where he lives. Chu Wanning's bad taste and uncertain personality make everyone in the sect respect him at a distance.

Mo Ran was a little nervous. He didn't know what Chu Wanning would punish him for. He thought wildly all the way to the top of Nanfeng Peak. After passing through the overlapping bamboo forests, large expanses of beautiful red lotus came into view.

At this time, it was early in the morning, and the sun was rising in the east, reflecting the splendid brocade on the horizon. The fiery red clouds and the red hibiscus in the pond connected to the lotus leaves in the sky complement each other.The curved corridors and water pavilions stand quietly on the pool, and there is a curtain of water and waterfalls next to the mountains. The fine and crystal water drops hit the stone wall, the water mist evaporates, the smoke is condensed, and the tranquility is somewhat enchanting.

Mo Ran’s feelings about this are:

vomit.

Where Chu WanNing lives, no matter how beautiful it is, he will vomit!

Look, how extravagant and extravagant it is, how extravagant and wasteful, the houses of the disciples are closely connected one by one, and the rooms do not take up much space. Fortunately, he, Elder Yuheng, occupied the entire mountain top by himself and dug three big ones. The pond is full of lotus flowers, well, although these lotus flowers are special varieties that can be refined into holy medicine, but——

Anyway, it's not pleasing to the eye.I wish I could burn this water pavilion with a broken leg on fire!

The slander belongs to the slander, in view of the fact that he is the [-]th year of the year and unable to compete with Chu Zongshi, Mo Ran still came to Chu Wanning's residence, stood at the door, squinted his eyes, and pretended to be his grandson sweetly.

"Disciple Mo Ran, meet Master."

"Well, come in."

The room was chaotic, and the cold-blooded demon leader Chu Wanning was dressed in a white robe with high and tight lapels, giving him an air of abstinence.Today, he wore a high ponytail and black metal gauntlets. He sat on the ground and fiddled with a bunch of mechanism parts, with a pen in his mouth.

Glancing at Mo Ran expressionlessly, he bit his pen and said vaguely, "Come here."

The ink burned.

This is really difficult, because there is no place for people to settle down in this house, and artworks and metal fragments are scattered everywhere.

Mo Ran's brows twitched. He had never entered Chu Wanning's room in his previous life. He didn't know that this well-dressed and beautiful man lived in such a mess... It's hard to say.

"Master, what is this doing?"

"Night Tourist."

"What?"

Chu Wanning was a little impatient, probably because he had a pen in his mouth, and it was inconvenient to speak: "Night Tour God."

Mo Ran silently glanced at a pile of messy parts on the ground.

His master is known as the Grandmaster Chu, not for nothing.In all honesty, Chu Wanning is a very powerful man. Whether it is his three god-level weapons, his enchantment technique, or his mechanism-making technique, he is worthy of the word "reaching the pinnacle".This is also why he has such a bad temper and is so difficult to serve, but the major sects of cultivating immortals still fight over their heads to snatch him.

For "Night Tour God", the reborn Mo Ran is very clear.

It is a kind of mecha made by Chu Wanning. It is cheap and powerful. It can protect ordinary people in the cultivation world from being disturbed by ordinary ghosts at night.

In the previous life, the well-made Night God has almost become a must-have mech for every household. The price of each is equivalent to a broom, and the effect is much better than the grinning door god.

After Chu Wanning's death, these night tour gods still guarded those poor families who couldn't afford to hire Taoist priests.This compassionate mind, coupled with Chu Wanning's ruthless love for his apprentices... Hehe, it really makes Mo Ran despise.

Mo Ran sat down and looked at the "Night Tour God" who was just a pile of parts at this time. The past and the past slipped from the bottom of his heart. He couldn't help picking up a night tour god's finger joints and holding it in his hand for a closer look.

Chu Wanning buckled the falcon Mao of the parts, and finally freed his hand, took down the pen he had been biting in his mouth, and glared at Mo Ran: "That one has just been put on tung oil, you can't touch it."

"Oh..." Mo Ran put down his knuckles, adjusted his emotions, and still looked harmless to humans and animals, and asked with a smile, "Master called me here, is he going to ask me to help?"

Chu nightning said: "Well."

"doing what?"

"Clean up the house."

Mo Ran's smile froze, he looked at the room after the earthquake: "..."

Chu Wanning is a genius in fairy art and an idiot in life.

After picking up the fifth teacup that was broken and not cleaned up in time, Mo Ran finally couldn't stand it anymore: "Master, how long has it been since you haven't taken care of this house? My God, it's so messy!"

Chu Wanning was looking at the drawings, and he didn't lift his head when he heard the words: "Almost a year."

Ink burning: "..."

"Where do you usually sleep?"

"What?" There may be some problems with the drawing. Chu Wanning was disturbed by others and seemed more impatient than usual. He rubbed his hair and replied angrily, "Of course it is a bed."

Mo Ran took a look at the bed, which was filled with various mechas that had been half-finished, as well as a series of tools such as saws, axes, and files, all of which were shining with cold light and extremely sharp.

Awesome, why didn't this man cut off his head while sleeping?

After working for a long time, three dustpans were swept up with wood chips and dust on the floor, and the white towels that wiped the shelves of the bookcases were more than ten pieces black. By noon, they were only half cleaned.

Fucking Chu Wanning, this person is really more poisonous than a poisonous woman.

Cleaning the room doesn't look like a serious punishment, and it doesn't look like a coolie, but who knew it was such a ghost place that 360 hasn't been cleaned for five days?Don't say that I have scars all over my body, even if I am healthy now, half my life will be exhausted from such tossing!

"Master..."

"Ok?"

"Your pile of clothes..." It's been piled up for about three months.

Chu Wanning finally connected Ye Youshen's arm. He rubbed his sore shoulder, looked up at the mountain of robes on the suitcase, and said coldly, "I wash it myself."

Mo Ran breathed a sigh of relief, thank God, and then was a little curious: "Hey? Master still does laundry?"

Chu Wanning glanced at him, and after a while, said coldly: "What's so difficult about it? Throw it into the water, soak it, pick it up, and dry it."

"..." I really don't know how those girls in Huaichun yearn for Grandmaster Chu would feel when they heard this sentence.Mo Ran deeply felt that this useless man was really disgusting, and how many spring boudoirs' thoughts were broken when he said it.

"It's getting late, you can go to the dining hall with me, and I'll take care of the rest when I come back."

There were people coming and going in Meng Po Hall, and the disciples of the peak of death and life were eating in groups. Chu Wanning brought a few dishes on a lacquered wooden tray and sat silently in the corner.

With him as the core, the surrounding twenty feet gradually became empty.

No one dared to sit too close to Elder Yuheng, for fear that if he was unhappy, he would throw out Tianwen and twitch wildly.Chu Wanning himself is very aware of this, but he doesn't mind, a cold beauty is sitting there, eating something in the bowl in a gentle manner.

But today, it's different.

Mo Ran was brought by him, so he naturally had to follow him.

Others are afraid of him, and Mo Ran is also afraid, but he is a person who has died once, and his fear of Chu Wanning is not so severe.

Especially after the fear after the first meeting gradually subsided, the hatred of Chu Wanning in the previous life slowly emerged.So what if Chu Wanning is so powerful?Didn't he die in his last life.

Mo Ran sat down in front of him, chewing the sweet and sour pork ribs in the bowl calmly, crunching and biting, and soon the bones spit out into a hill.

Chu Wanning suddenly dropped his chopsticks.

The ink burned for a moment.

"...Can you stop talking when you eat?"

"I chew on bones, why don't you chew?"

"Then don't eat the bones."

"But I like to eat bones."

"Go to the side and eat."

The quarrel between the two became louder and louder, and some disciples were already watching them secretly.

Mo Ran resisted the urge to put the rice bowl on Chu Wanning's head, and pursed his shiny lips. After a while, he narrowed his eyes and rubbed a sweet smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Master, don't shout so loudly. If others hear it, won't they laugh at us?"

Chu Wanning has always been thin-skinned, and his voice softened, and he whispered: "Get out."

Mo Ran laughed so hard that he fell down.

Chu WanNing: "......"

"Hey, Master, don't stare at me, eat, eat. I'll try to keep my voice down."

Mo Ran laughed enough, and began to pretend to be cute again, and the sound of gnawing bones was much lower.

Chu Wan would rather eat soft than hard. Seeing that Mo Ran was obedient, his face eased a little, and he was no longer so bitter and bitter. He lowered his head and ate his vegetables and tofu in a gentle manner.

It didn't last too long, Mo Ran started to do it again.

He doesn't know what's wrong with him. In short, when he sees Chu Wanning in this life, he wants to make heaven and earth and make others angry.

So Chu Wanning found that although Mo Ran didn't chew loudly anymore, he started to eat the ribs with his hands, his hands were greasy and the sauce was shiny.

Chu Wanning's forehead bulged with blue veins, forbearance.

He lowered his eyelashes, didn't look at Mo Ran, and took care of himself to eat.

I don't know if Mo Ran was too happy to eat, too forgetful, and accidentally threw the gnawed bone into Chu Wanning's job bowl.

Chu Wanning stared at the messy ribs, and the surrounding air quickly condensed and frozen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ink burning...!!!"

"Master..." Mo Ran was a little panicked, and he didn't know how much was true and how much was false, "That...uh, I didn't mean it."

Weird.

"..."

"Don't be angry, I'll clip it out for you right away."

As he said that, he stretched out his chopsticks, swished them into Chu Wanning's bowl, and quickly picked up the rib.

Chu Wanning's face was ashen, as if he was about to faint from nausea.

Mo Ran's eyelashes rustled, and there was a bit of pitiful grievance on his delicate face: "Master, do you despise me?"

"..."

"Master, I'm sorry."

That's it.

Chu WanNing thought to herself.

Why bother to be acquainted with the juniors.

He gave up the urge to summon Tianwen to smoke Mo Ran, but his appetite had been swept away, and he got up and said, "I'm full."

"Hey? Just eat this little? Master, you haven't touched your bowl much."

Chu Wanning said coldly: "I'm not hungry."

Mo Ran became a flower in his heart, and his mouth was still sweet: "Then I won't eat anymore, let's go, let's go back to the red lotus land—cough, go to the red lotus water pavilion."

Chu Wanning narrowed his eyes: "We?" There was a mockery in his eyes, and then he said, "Who is with you? The elders and the younger are orderly, and you talk to me."

The ink burner should be diligent, his eyes are smiling and bent, he is well-behaved, sensible and cute.

However, this person was thinking in his heart, seniority or inferiority?speak nicely?

Hehe, if Chu Wanning could know what happened in his previous life, he should know - in the end, in this world, only he, Mo Weiyu, is the respected one.

No matter how noble and arrogant Chu Wanning is, he is invincible. In the end, it is not a piece of mud on the sole of his boots. Only by relying on his charity can he survive?

Quickly following the pace of Master, Mo Ran still had a bright smile on his face.

If Shi Mo is the white moonlight in his heart, Chu Wanning is the broken fishbone stuck in his throat. He wants to pull out the thorn and crush it, or swallow it, and be corroded by gastric juice.

In short, this rebirth, he can let anyone go.

But he will never let Chu Wanning go.

However, Chu Wanning didn't seem to intend to spare him easily.

Mo Ran stood in front of the library pavilion in Honglian Hell, looking at fifty rows of ten-story bookshelves, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"Master, you said... what?"

Chu Wanning said lightly: "Wipe all the books here."

"..."

"Register after wiping."

"..."

"I'll check it out tomorrow morning."

"!!!"

What! ! !Is he going to stay in Red Lotus Hell tonight? ?

But he also made an appointment with Shi Mo, and asked Shi Mo to change his medicine at night! ! !

He opened his mouth to bargain, but Chu Wanning didn't bother to care about him, waved his sleeves, turned and went to the mechanism room, and closed the door of the mechanism room coldly by the way.

Mo Ran, who had failed in dating, fell into a deep dislike of Chu Wanning - he wanted to burn all of Chu Wanning's books! !

Do not!

After thinking about it, he came up with an even worse idea...