The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

That night, Chu Wanning was lying on the bed of Honglian Waterside Pavilion, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

He was thinking about how Mo Ran could grow into what he is today. Master Mo, Mo Weiyu, when he closed his eyes, he could see the man's heroic face, his eyes were blazing, and fortitude and gentleness were lingering inside.

Chu Wanning cursed secretly, kicked the quilt hard, and the quilt slid off the edge of the bed. He lay on the bed in large characters, looking up at the beam, his eyes suffering.

He tried his best to break free from the sea of ​​desire and cut off the thread of love until he was exhausted.

"Mo Weiyu, you bastard." He murmured.

Turning his head, but he couldn't get rid of the tide of thoughts. The hot and firm body he saw in Miaoyin Pool seemed to be still shaking in front of his eyes. He saw broad shoulders and sharp back. Turning around, the hot spring water flowed The line is slowly flowing down...

He sat up suddenly from the bed, his face was livid, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Grabbing a book at random is like grabbing a life-saving straw.

Poor Chu Wanning Yingming I, now reduced to relying on books to get rid of demons.I don't know which book Xue Meng bought when I opened the book. When I opened it, I saw a dense row of small letters. Chu Wanning couldn't read it at the beginning. After a while, I suddenly realized what I was reading.

On the thin paper, there was a line of words written in an incomparably correct way:

"The Size Ranking of Heroes in their Prime Years in the Cultivation World"

I know every word, but when they are piled together, Chu Wanning can't understand it.

A hero in his prime...size...ranking?

what size?

stature?

Looking further down, there is another sentence in the slightly smaller handwriting: Because this ranking dabbles in heroes, there are those who never bathe outside and those who are not close to flowers and willows, so the list is incomplete. Missing Jiang Xi's size, missing Xue Meng, Xie Fengxuan, Chu Wanning at the peak of death and life...

"...?"

Chu Wanning froze for a moment.

What's the meaning?Their stature still needs to be bathed outside, and they can only be seen by visiting Hualiu Lane?

I even saw my own name...

He frowned, pointed at the music score with his fingertips, and continued to read.Unfortunately, the first name made him choke.

Ink rain.

Identity: Young Master of Death and Life, Master Mo

Chu Wanning recalled Mo Ran's figure. This kid is indeed tall and majestic now, but he won't be ranked first?

Looking further down, it reads, "During the bathing of Deyutang, it is not a vulgar thing, it is amazing."

"..."

Deyutang Bathing...

Not vulgar...?

Chu Wanning faintly felt that something was wrong, but he was used to his pure thinking, so he pondered for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he had to continue reading.

The second one was a casual cultivator he had never heard of, and next to it was written "While taking a wild bath in the mountains and forests, it is very magnificent."

"What a mess." Chu Wanning was a little disgusted, "Although shoes and hair crowns can increase or decrease stature, they don't differ too much. Why do you have to wait for people to take a bath to spy? How can such miscellaneous books be popular among the people now? ..."

See No.3——

Mei Hanxue

Identity: Master Master of Kunlun Snow Palace

This time, the small characters next to it are different. It is not about the concept of bathing, but "The maidservant of Chunying Tower is the father-in-law, and there are other girls in the cultivation world to help. Mr. Mei, this thing can make a woman's body soften into water. The bones turn into mud, and it is no problem to guard ten people at night."

Chu WanNing: "……………………"

After a few moments of silence, Elder Yuheng's head buzzed and exploded.He threw the booklet from one end of the bedroom to the other with a snap like a hot potato. His face was red like fire, his eyes were twinkling, and he was completely stunned.

What did he see?

what size!No matter how dull he was, he felt the smell coming at this time.What size could this be?Shameless!Shameless!Dirty and dirty!Shameless! ! !

Sitting on the bed stiff for a long time, Chu Wanning still felt puzzled, got out of bed and picked up the booklet, exerted force between his fingers, and the paper was suddenly shattered into fragments...

However, the eight words "not vulgar, admirable" were like a red-hot iron, scalding to the bottom of his heart with a hiss, making his face blush and his heart like thunder.

He is an extremely upright person. He was in the Miaoyin Pool just now, and his eyes moved up deliberately, and he didn't look where he shouldn't look at all. In addition, the steam in the pool was lingering, and the flesh was blurred in it. He even looked at it. I don't know, but at this moment, this dirty book used eight words to present this picture to his eyes.And words are often more lively and fragrant than pictures, which is easy for Xiao to imagine.

Nothing vulgar...

Chu Wanning wiped his face fiercely, and for a long while, grabbed the quilt and covered his head.

What exactly happened to him on the first day after leaving the customs... Chu Wanning thought bitterly—the world has changed, he wished he could lie back and die again!

However, Elder Yuheng has always been strict with himself. Even if he didn't get a good night's sleep, no matter how terrified he was, no matter how hard he felt, he still got up on time the next day, washed and dressed neatly, with a majestic and ascetic face, floating Down the peak of death and life, Nanfeng.

Today is the monthly inspection, the platform of good and evil is shining, thousands of disciples are performing martial arts there, and the elders are reviewing on the high platform.

After five years of absence, Chu Wanning's position has not changed, and it is still set to the left of Xue Zhengyi.

He was dressed in white clothes swaying the floor, with a sleepy look, walking up the long steps from the bluestone, then flicked his sleeves, sat straight on the empty seat, poured himself a pot of tea, and watched while drinking.

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Xue Zhengyi thought that Mo Ran did not go to the banquet yesterday, which made Chu Wanning angry, so he attached to him, with some flattering intentions, and whispered: "Yuheng, Ran'er is back."

Unexpectedly, Chu Wanning's brows twitched, and his face became even worse: "Well, I have seen it."

"Ah? Have you seen it?" Xue Zhengyi was startled, then nodded, "That's good, how is it? Has it become a little more?"

"Um……"

Chu Wanning didn't really want to continue chatting with Xue Zhengyi about Mo Ran. After all, since yesterday, he has been murmuring the curse of "it's not a vulgar thing to admire" repeatedly in his mind.He didn't intend to look for Mo Ran's figure in the vast crowd below, he just lowered his head and looked at the table case.

"A lot of fresh fruit snacks."

Xue Zhengyi smiled: "It's too early to use it? Eat more if you like it."

Chu Wanning was also polite, took a piece of lotus cake, and ate it with hot tea.The color of lotus crisps gradually changes in an orderly manner. From the bottom of the petals to the tip of the flower, it is as crimson as cardamom.

"The craftsmanship of Lin'an Qingfeng Pavilion..." Chu Wanning murmured, then turned to ask Xue Zhengyi, "Didn't Meng Potang's master do it?"

"No, Ran'er specially brought it back to honor you." Xue Zhengyi smiled and said, "Look at the other elders' tables."

"..." When he said this, Chu Wanning realized that only the wooden table in front of him was filled with all kinds of fruits, pastries, candied fruit, and even a jasper-colored celadon bowl. Open it The closed lid contains three sweet-core glutinous rice balls inside.

The glutinous rice balls are not made of ordinary white glutinous rice, but the lotus root that is produced in Lin'an, and in the dough, there is a crystal clear grain with a jade-like color.

"Oh, this is something that Ran'er borrowed from the kitchen at Meng Potang in the morning. The red one is stuffed with rose bean paste, the yellow one is stuffed with peanut and sesame seeds, and the green one is said to be finely ground with Longjing tea. The tender tea skins made are quite fresh, but they are missing a little..." Xue Zhengyi muttered, "I have been busy all morning, and they are very delicate, so I made three pieces."

Chu Wanning: "..."

"Yuheng, do you have enough to eat?"

"Yeah." Chu Wan was quiet for a while before nodding.

He ate gnocchi, but in fact he only ate three. The first one was sweet, the second one was sweet, the third one was full, and if he ate the fourth one, it would be a bit boring.

Mo Ran happened to cook three pieces, which was a coincidence, no more, no less, just what he wanted.

The white porcelain spoon scooped the round and lovely lotus root powder skin soup balls, and brought them to my lips. I felt that the size was just right, and I could just eat them in one bite. Unlike the ones made by Meng Potang cooks during the Lantern Festival, they were so big that they tasted sticky to the mouth. Also laborious.

The person who makes the glutinous rice balls seems to be very clear about how big his mouth can hold, and what size of food he can hold in his mouth so that it will not be uncomfortable. The soft filling seems to be wrapped in endless intimacy.

For some reason, this idea made Chu Wanning feel a little inexplicable, and then died of shame and calmness.

"He's pretty good at it."

"It's a pity that I only made it for you alone, and no one else can eat it, even my uncle." Xue Zhengyi sighed, feeling very sorry.

Chu Wanning listened, pursed his lips lightly, did not say a word, just stirred the hot water in the bowl with a spoon, the glutinous rice balls had been eaten, the sweetness was just right, and slowly melted in his heart.

After eating snacks, and regardless of the lively martial arts array below, Chu Wanning took a file on the desk to see some rectifications and changes in the past five years.

These things were sorted out by Xue Zhengyi, concise and to the point, Chu Wanning quickly read the file.He raised his hand to cover the book, but saw that there was still a booklet under it.

"This is..." He took it out, and it was a very thick thread-bound book.Xue Zhengyi glanced at it, and said with a smile: "It's also a gift from Ran'er. Yesterday, he said he fought against Xie Chong on the way back. The book was accidentally splashed with blood, and many pages were torn. I'm sorry to give it to you personally." You, so you asked me to put it on your desk this morning."

Chu Wanning nodded, opened the book, and stroked the front of the book with her slender hand. There were four words written in regular script on it:

Book with my teacher.

His eyes widened slightly, a little surprised.

Is this a letter addressed to him?

His heart suddenly seemed to be scalded by charcoal fire, hot and painful. He raised his eyes and wanted to go to the vast sea of ​​people below to find the figure of Mo Ran, but what he saw was armor shining like fish in a pond.

He couldn't find anyone for a while, so he continued to look down at the letter.

It turned out that every day after Chu Wanning retreated, Mo Ran would miss his master. He had a lot of words in his heart, and he was afraid that he would forget it after a long time.So he asked someone to make a solid book, a thick one, with 820 sheets of paper in it, and he calculated it. For five years, he wrote a letter to Master every day, covering everything from food to food. I bought a particularly unpalatable leaf rake, and I wrote down all my experience in practicing today on paper.

He originally counted 820 five pieces of paper, no more, no less. After finishing writing, the master should leave the test.

But sometimes I can’t stop, the words are squeezed into a small ball, eagerly rushing to the paper, I wish Chu Wanning could also take a look at the sea buckthorn flowers in Mobei, the haze of Changbai Mountain, I wish I could taste the dessert I tasted today Hidden in the crevice of the paper, waiting for Chu Wanning to wake up and enjoy the same reward.

Those lines of small words, from the beginning to the end, did not stop, there were no sensational sentences, nor did they write any sad or sad things. They just honestly recorded every brilliant moment in the past five years. He only combined the good things with the He shares.

So one page per day was calculated, but in the end it was not enough, so he attached another thick stack of letters at the back of the booklet...

Chu Wanning turned slowly, her eyes were a little moist.

He watched Mo Ran's handwriting change from childish to tall and straight, from tall and straight to handsome.

The latest ink stains seem to have not yet dried up, but the earliest handwriting has gradually turned blue and yellow.

The four words "Letter from my teacher" are contained in each letter, and each letter is different. Slowly... Time has gone from light hooves and fast horses to Haoxue Baitou.

In the end, the feathers and feathers are green, the iron is bent and the metal is broken, and the end is flamboyant, and the screen is curved horizontally and vertically.

Chu WanNing turned to the last page, fingering the four words at the beginning of the scroll.

Write with my teacher, and write with my teacher.

He looked at the dignified pen and ink, as if he saw that the tip of the ink burning pen had just hung up, and the wolf hair was put down, the man raised his head, and he was no longer a boy.

From the first to the last letter, he seems to have seen Mo Ran go from 16 to 22 years old, his body shape gradually stretched, and his eyebrows gradually deepened.

It's just that every day, I would sit in front of the case and write a letter to him.

"Master!!"

I don't know when the martial arts performance was over, and Chu Wanning heard someone calling him, so he suddenly raised his head and saw Xue Meng waving at him excitedly at the front of the stage of good and evil.

Next to Xue Meng, a man with wide shoulders and narrow waist, long legs and straight body, was standing quietly. The man's face after performing martial arts exuded heat, his forehead was sweaty, and the sunlight shone with crystal luster, like the bright fur of a cheetah.

Mo Ran saw Chu Wanning looking at him, he froze for a moment, and suddenly smiled.In the golden morning light, his smile is so charming and brilliant, like the pine and cypress soaked in the rising sun swaying in the rustle, there is eagerness in his eyes, gentleness on his eyelashes, and his tough and straight face seems a little shy, fresh and fiery, dazzling Fantastic.

What a handsome boy.

Chu Wanning sat on the high platform with arms folded calmly, looking down at him arrogantly. Others only saw that his expression was still cold, but no one knew that he was already in a state of confusion, throwing away his helmet and armor.

In the crowd, Mo Ran smiled and suddenly raised his hand, pointed to his clothes, and pointed to Chu Wanning.

"..." Chu Wanning didn't react, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at him suspiciously.

Mo Ran's smile became clearer, and he put his hands around his lips, quietly making a few mouth shapes.

Chu Wanning: "?"

The leaves were rustling, the morning breeze was blowing, Mo Ran seemed a little helpless, with a smile on his lips, shook his head, and nodded his skirt.

Chu Wanning lowered his head, and after a while, his ears suddenly turned red.

"..."

Under the guidance of his apprentice, the majestic Elder Yuheng finally found out that he woke up too hastily in the morning, and the clothes in the red lotus water pavilion were piled up in a mess. He casually wore the same clothes that he mistakenly burned with ink yesterday. pieces.

... No wonder I always felt something was dragging on the ground when I was walking today!It turned out to be the hem of the clothes! !

Mo Weiyu, you can do it.In a fit of anger, Chu WanNing turned away angrily.You bastard who has no eyesight, which pot can't be opened and which pot can be lifted!

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Small Theater - Contents of Gouzi Letters

To say that when the ancients wrote letters, they should obey the "Book of Yu Yuanwei", which is very nasty. I couldn't help but applaud the friendship between Mr. Bai Juyi and Mr. Yuan Zhen, hahahaha.

Gouzi's letters are not that complicated, and he won't talk to Bai Juyi as soon as he opens the book, such as "weizhiweizhi" and "glue heart", so what does Gouzi write?

"Excerpts from Gouzi's Letters"

Linyi almond candy is delicious but a bit expensive and costs forty copper per catty, but it is delicious.

Potato stew is very satisfying. After a full meal, you will not be hungry at night. It is delicious.

Accidentally brushed the honey in the Qiankun bag as oil on the grilled chicken wings and it was delicious.

Quanzhou's fish is very delicious, delicious and delicious.

Master is awake, let's eat together!