The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

He was talking about what he did on the first day of Mo Ran's rebirth, full of resentment.

Now that I think about it, even though Rong Jiu was sorry for himself in his previous life and joined forces with Mr. Chang to take his own life, it was a matter of his previous life after all.In this life, Rong Jiu has not yet achieved this step with Mr. Chang, Mo Ran took his silver taels at that time, it was indeed unclear.

"It's my fault." Under such circumstances, Mo Ran didn't want to fight with him, he just said, "I took yours at the time, and I will bring it back to you later."

"How do you pay me back?" Rong Jiu asked, "Besides, what's the use of those gold, silver and jewels if I want them right now?"

Ink burning: "..."

"If you can return those pearl bracelets to me, what will happen to my life?"

"What?" Mo Ran stunned, "Your life?"

"Yes, my life." Rong Jiu seemed to have touched a pain somewhere in his heart, and his expression gradually sank.

"Do you know how I died?"

"..."

He has probably been suppressed for a long time. At this moment, he suddenly opened the cover, and the steam from below came out crazily. He couldn't hold back any longer. Before Mo Ran could make a sound, he continued to speak pitifully, his expression suddenly changed Get angry, and then gradually become distorted.

"That vicious Chang, seeing that you don't like me anymore, felt that I was worthless, so he lied to me that he treated me sincerely, but helplessly, his family thought I was from a restaurant. It's clean, it's better to have less contact in the future. I was blind at the time, and thought he was deeply affectionate, and I was forced to make this decision by my parents, forced to help... Bah! I believed his nonsense!"

Mo Ran said: "Then you should also blame the surname Chang, blame me for what to do."

Rong Jiu was very angry: "Why don't you blame you? The money I saved was enough to redeem myself. But I taught you to take it away. I was disheartened at the time and didn't want to stay in the restaurant any longer. Stay here, but if you don’t have money, you can’t leave openly, so you have to sneak out. If you didn’t take mine, why would I be in such a mess!”

"...you escaped?"

"Yes, I escaped, and I fled to his house." Rong Jiu said bitterly, "But the man surnamed Chang refused to open the door for me, and the people in the restaurant chased after me. In the end, I struggled to no avail, so I was taken away by them." When I went back, I was beaten and tortured, and locked up again.”

The ink burned and said: "But the surname Chang said that when you went to visit relatives in Caidie Town, you encountered a leak in the ghost world, and you died."

"Ha!" Rong Jiu's indistinguishable yin and yang face wrinkled a trace of sarcasm, "He really has the face to say. Relatives? I'm in Caidie Town, how can I have any relatives!"

"..."

"Didn't you tell me that this is living under the tip of a knife? Let me tell you what it means to live under the tip of a knife!" Rong Jiu became more and more excited, his facial features were almost distorted, and he really looked like a ghost at the moment "I'll tell you how I died! You benefactors! Haha—benefactors!"

"I stayed in the restaurant for so long. I was locked up, had no food, and suffered. No one cared about my life. After many days, I was almost desperate. The surname Chang came back suddenly, crying He told me that the reason why he didn't open the door for me that day was because his parents were losing their temper, and they were afraid that if I entered, I would be beaten to death by his servants!"

Such a blatant lie, Mo Ran shook his head while listening: "You will never believe it."

"No." Rong Jiu's eyes trembled with brilliance, "I believe it."

Ink burning: "..."

"I believe it." Rong Jiu smiled resentfully, with the corners of his mouth twisted, "Why don't I believe it? Believe it or not, only people who have a way out can talk. What am I? I believe whatever happens, otherwise I won’t even have a chance.”

He slowed down and continued.

"The one surnamed Chang told me that he would honor his promise and take me into his home. But he said his parents couldn't accept me right now, and asked me to live with him in a nearby small town for a while."

"Colorful Butterfly Town?"

"Yes. Colorful Butterfly Town."

Mo Ran had vaguely guessed what happened, and his expression sank.

Sure enough, Rong Jiu said: "I packed my things happily, oh yes, there is actually nothing to clean up. The money I got from selling blood and meat all these years was stolen by you in a moment of pleasure. But it doesn't matter, I At that time, I thought, I have Mr. Chang."

"...Heh." He was silent for a while, smiled convulsively, and chewed these three words between his lips and teeth, "Mr. Chang."

"Did he kill you there after he tricked you into going to Caidie Town?"

"...No." Rong Jiujie smiled bitterly, with resentful eyes, "It wasn't he who killed me, it was you who blocked my way one by one, that's why I got on the thief boat with him. It was you, it was you who killed me. kill me."

Rong Jiu took a deep breath and continued: "After arriving in Caidie Town, I followed Chang to a big house, but it was cold and cold inside, and there were no servants. He told me that he hadn't come yet to buy it urgently. Let me rest in that house first, he went out to buy some things. I just stayed there and waited, after a while, I saw him walking into the yard with a man—”

When Mo Ran heard this, his expression suddenly changed: "Can you see the man's appearance clearly?"

"No." Rong Jiu said, "That man was wearing a mask and a cloak, so I couldn't see anything....Then I saw Chang kneel down in front of that man, with a smile on his face that was bigger than mine when receiving guests." He should have seen himself at that time, it was disgusting. He told the man that there was some remnant of the wood spirit essence in me, that I made out with you before-it was a good sacrifice Who knows, I don't cultivate immortals, and I don't want to cultivate immortals, I can't understand what they are talking about."

Mo Ran felt his scalp numb.

Of course he knew that since he had been intimate with Rong Jiu, there would be some wood spirit essence in Rong Jiu.That fake Gou Chen has been looking for a suitable substitute. Although the aura lingering in Rong Jiu's body is minimal, it is pure and pure, and it is indeed suitable for casting spells.

"There's nothing to say about what happened after that." Rong Jiu's face that was used to being frivolous showed a rare bit of coldness, "As Mr. Mo saw, I'm dead."

If it is the ink burning in the previous life, or the ink burning that has just been reborn, you must sneer and sneer: "You will die when you die, what does it have to do with me?"

But at the moment Mo Ran couldn't laugh.

He hated Rong Jiu, and Rong Jiu was indeed unscrupulous. In his previous life, he even wanted to kill him.But even though he and Rong Jiu had carnal love before, they never spoke frankly.Suddenly hearing Rong Jiu's confession in this underworld, Mo Ran had mixed feelings.

After thinking about it, I feel that there are countless clues that I can't figure out, so I might as well just let it go.

He sighed and said, "Rong Jiu, I'm sorry about this matter."

Rong Jiu has lived his whole life, and no one has ever said sorry to him. Suddenly, he was taken aback, as if he didn't recognize Mo Ran at all, and looked him back and forth with wide eyes, and then said: "Even if you say so, I will Nor will it tell you where the man in the portrait is."

The ink burned: "It has nothing to do with the portrait."

Rong Jiu lowered his head, paused for a while, and suddenly said: "Mr. Mo, do you know that Mr. Chang was planning with me before, saying that he wanted to kill you and take your cultivation?"

"I know."

"You...you know?"

Mo Ran nodded: "I know."

Rong Jiu lost his mind for a while, and said bitterly: "It must be that surname Chang who leaked the news!"

He raised his head solemnly again, with resentment flashing in his eyes: "If I knew it would end up like this, I might as well listen to him and kill you. There are still some good days to live, so I won't die so badly."

Mo Ran looked at him: "What do others tell you to do, what do you do?"

"What can I do?" Rong Jiu said, "I just want to live a good life. For example, if I sell my body, is it wrong? It's just like others selling fish and meat, just to make a living. I know you young masters look down on me It doesn't matter if you look down on me. What's the use of self-esteem and face? It's not as good as a good wine or a piece of roast meat. So if I killed you at the beginning, I could survive, why didn't I do it to you?"

Mo Ran's lips moved slightly, and he wanted to refute, but suddenly remembered what he did in his previous life, and he couldn't say anything to deny it.

Rong Jiu said angrily: "People kill birds and eat meat to live, why can't they kill to live?"

Mo Ran sighed and murmured, "Is it interesting to live like this?"

It's like asking Rong Jiu.

It's also like asking the person on the high seat in the previous life across the world of mortals.

"I don't know. I don't know what is interesting." Rong Jiu said indifferently, "I was sold to a restaurant to pick up customers since I was 16 years old. The first customer was an old Taoist priest in his 50s. You ask me what is interesting? I I don’t know. When I was alive, I wanted to be rich, and if I have money, I can redeem myself, so I don’t have to wait for others with a smile on my face. But I will never be free until I die, and it’s all caused by you bastards.”

Mo Ran didn't speak, and after a long time, he asked him: "Give you another chance, you choose to be with the surname Chang, and kill me?"

"good."

The ink burned: "Okay, give me another chance, and I will still turn around and spend all your money, so that you have no good fruit to eat."

"you--!"

Rong Jiu was furious, the blush dyed by the rouge on his face seemed to be even brighter, his figure swayed for a while, and then slowly stabilized.

After a while, knowing that he had lost his composure, he raised his hand to brush the hair on his forehead, and then endured it again, putting on his usual soft smile, but the anger was still shining in his eyes.

"You can say whatever you want. I, Rong Jiu, have my way of living."

"I hope you can live freely in the ghost world."

Rong Jiu narrowed his eyes: "It must be very easy and carefree. Just lie down on the bed, and you can get rid of reincarnation forever and no longer suffer. I can see it more clearly than those fools in the room. I am very willing."

Mo Ran smiled and said: "But Rong Jiu, these people belong to the four ghost kings. Whether you are dead or alive, whether you are going or staying, you still have to rely on the above sentence."

Rong Jiu was startled, and became vigilant at random, staring at him with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"What do you mean."

If it weren't for this situation, Mo Ran really didn't want to fight with him anymore, but although Rong Jiu's temper was weak, he couldn't get into it when he hated it, so he had to sink his breath and said to him: "Do you think that in the portrait People are nothing more than that, but I think he is very good. Everyone has different eyes, and no one can say whether the ghost king will take a fancy to him."

"With such a cold appearance, who can look up to him?"

"That's not necessarily the case." Mo Ran said, "If the ghost king likes soft people, why didn't he pick you then?"

"..." Rong Jiu remained silent, but his expression was a little ugly.

Mo Ran strikes while the iron is hot: "He is a man with a strong temper. If he is selected, I am afraid that this ghost world will be turned upside down. When the time comes, the four ghost kings will not be able to escape the blame and kill a few ghost soldiers. That’s not a matter of running away. If you want to be Siluo, you have to set it up securely. If the tree falls down within a few days of being entangled with you, it’s a trivial matter to have no support. It's the end of the soul flying away."

Rong Jiu's originally pale face seemed to be getting paler.

But he still said coquettishly but viciously: "I don't believe in this evil."

Ink burning: "..."

"Mr. Mo, I gambled. I can't bear to see you living better than me."

There was a little silence, and Mo Ran suddenly became ruthless. He stared at Rong Jiu's face: "I won't bet with you. Rong Jiu, I must save this person. If you insist on playing like this, I will fight with you."

Rong Jiu raised his head, his eyes were burning, and suddenly he put his hand on Mo Ran's chest like a snake: "Who is he to you? How long has he been with you? Have you been with me for a long time? He is on the bed, can I be with you? It's more tricks." How many, or is it better to shout?" He paused, his eyelashes drooping leisurely, "Mr. Mo, you are not the kind of infatuated master who would risk his life for others, you have no feelings in your heart, you can't hide it from me."

Before the words fell, Mo Ran pinched his cheeks hard.

The ink burned him away, his dark eyebrows were erected, and fireworks were dancing in his eyes: "I didn't have a heart before, but now I have it."

Rong Jiu suddenly raised her eyes, met his face, and suddenly found that this person was hot, even a little strange.

The person seems to be the same Mo Weiyu who laughed and cursed, but the soul seems to be different.

He seemed to be burned by such ink, and he trembled involuntarily. He wanted to turn around and run away, but was choked by the other party.

"Also." Mo Ran said, "I and him... From now on, we are innocent, I respect him and love him, and have no delusions. You don't want to insult him."

He said, and then he pushed Rong Jiu, and Rong Jiu bumped into the pillar, looking at the person in front of him in disbelief.I didn't even think about how weird this "from now on, clean and innocent" is.If his mind is clear, he will be able to figure out the subtleties.

From now on, I am innocent, that is to say, I used to be unclear, affectionate and lustful.

But Rong Jiu didn't think about it.

"He's not yours... not yours..."

The ink burned: "No, he is my master."

Rong Jiu didn't say a word, it's just that a person like him can always smell some very subtle friendship between the lines, that kind of friendship may not be noticed by Mo Ran himself, but Rong Jiu can smell it.

He was almost sure that Mo Ran belonged to the person in the love portrait, and this thought made him, who couldn't get any love at all, unable to help but feel bitter jealousy.

The most romantic Mr. Mo would risk his life to save one person.

He suddenly thought, if he had been more sincere to Mr. Mo at the beginning, and he had taken out his true heart, would Mo Ran... also show some pure true feelings for himself?

However, before he could finish thinking about it, he heard Mo Ranfu speak again, his voice was harsh and cold, not like a joke: "Rong Jiu, I will ask him where he is for the last time, if you still don't know. I am a cultivator , how to prescribe medicine or cast a spell to confuse a person's mind is still clear. Believe it or not, I will go all out to meet the ghost king by myself."

Now Rong Jiu was completely stunned: "You..."

"I have been doing evil all my life, and now I want to live a good life. But if no one fulfills me, I will still be that Mo Weiyu." He said softly, "Rong Jiu, if you think about it clearly, I am not afraid of death, and I am not afraid of death." You are so desperate, I can do anything."

The two of them stopped talking.

It's just that the eyes meet, the resolute meets the resentful.The persistent meets the unwilling.Hot meets cold.

Then the ice in Rong Jiu's eyes melted, and he was almost defeated under the gaze of Liaoyuan like Mo Ran.His jealousy is deep, and Mo Ran's obsession is not shallow. The two confront each other, and he will not be the opponent of Emperor Taxian.

Rong Jiu's face is like dead ashes, even if the rouge is delicate and beautiful, it can't cover her haggard face, like a ruined wall.

"Why do you want to do this for him?"

"He treats me best, but I bully him as the person I hate the most. I owe him."

"..."

"I'm sure, I haven't seen this person before." After a long while, Rong Jiu said softly, but seeing Mo Ran's expression, he slowly added, "I didn't lie to you. But, the newly captured ghosts are locked in the largest place in the east." Each person has a small room, no different from a cage, locked. There are martial law guards patrolling back and forth. You should be able to find it over there."

Where can Mo Ran wait any longer, he turns around and runs into the night.Rong Jiu stood there in a daze and watched, he didn't know what kind of bitter emotions came to his heart, he suddenly couldn't help shouting towards Mo Ran's back: "Mo Weiyu, you - you want to come here? Who can live well! We are all people who have been soaked in the mud! No one can live well again!"

"Mo Weiyu! Look, I, Rong Jiu, want to live a good life, even if I want to die, I'd rather be alive. I sold my body, sold my flesh, sold my soul, and my whole body is rotten. I also want to wear gold and silver! Look Right! Do you think you are so dirty that you can wipe the fishy smell away by wiping the corners of your mouth? You have a good idea! You follow your goodness and I will be my whore, let’s see who can live a better life! Mo Weiyu !"

He yelled, until Mo Ran's back was invisible, he suddenly raised his hand, slammed his face, squatted down and choked.

"Why can you do it all over again? Why do you have someone treat you well for such a rotten person...Why..."

The author has something to say:

I know you miss Shizun, Shizun will be online tomorrow 2333

Then there is... the name of the text has been complained more than once, covering your face, and this name seems to have a cute effect?Doesn't seem to match the style of the article?

So I would like to ask everyone's opinions, should I change back to "This Seat Has Congliang", or simply call it "Congliang", please point the way for a good-for-nothing who can't name it, thank you!lie flat...

Plot hint:

The Peak of Death and Life is a cat cafe, where there are leopard cat Xue Mengmeng, puppet cat Shi Mumei, and big white cat Shi Zunzun. One day, the owner's brother fostered his second dog in the cat cafe...