The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Since that day, there has been a strange scene in Meng Potang.

Mo Weiyu was added to the "Yuheng Elder's Special Seat", which no idler dared to sit on.

The disciples who come and go can always see Mo Ran eating with Chu Wanning. The two sit face to face, and Mo Ran will always put some dishes in his master's dishes.

"Shh, look quickly, senior brother Mo gave the elder another piece of beef brisket, wow, it's so big, I bet Elder Yuheng won't eat it."

Not far away, a group of disciples whispered and lowered their voices to place bets.

"I bet I won't eat it either. Elder Yuheng doesn't seem to like beef very much."

"Then I bet he will eat it. After all, he also accepted the previous few pigeon eggs."

A group of people glanced over there, they held their breath, and saw Chu Wanning frowning, poking the piece of beef with the tip of the chopsticks, and said something to Mo Ran with a calm face.

The distance was farther, and they couldn't hear clearly, but Mo Ran seemed to have said a few words, and Chu Wanning's face became even more unkind.

Disciple A, B, and C, who bet on Chu Wanning not to eat, were immediately overjoyed. They were so engrossed in watching that they almost sent the spoons of soup into their nostrils.

"Look, the elder didn't eat, he didn't eat!"

"Don't stab me with your elbow, keep your voice down, if Elder Yuheng hears that you bet on him, you will have to be skinned alive!"

"Hey hey, I don't care, these twenty silver leaves are mine~"

As the disciple said, he wanted to grab the silver leaf that was placed on the dinner table as a bargaining chip, but before he could touch it, the people next to him lowered their voices and shouted nervously: "Wait, the outcome is still undecided, The elder moved his chopsticks again!"

"What?"

Looking again, it turned out that Chu Wanning picked up the beef brisket, and the group of gamblers watched eagerly, feeling that their hearts were also being pinched by the pair of white jade chopsticks.

"I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to eat... Twenty silver leaves, twenty silver leaves, twenty silver leaves..." The disciple who bet that Chu Wanning would eat beef brisket kept talking, shaking his legs nervously.Suddenly his eyes froze, and his whole body seemed to freeze, "Ah!!"

Elder Yuheng, even threw the beef that had been clamped back into the ink-burning bowl involuntarily!

"........."

"Hahahaha, narrow victory, narrow victory!"

"I said that the elder will definitely not eat it. Come on, the leaves are all mine."

The disciple who lost the bet sighed, suddenly became depressed, hit his head on the dining table, choked speechlessly, and looked at Chu Wanning in a daze.

Elder, I was wrong, I shouldn't bet on you, I lost even the money to buy spirit stones this month!

He was complaining about himself, and suddenly, he saw Mo Ran move his elbow, his tall body leaned forward slightly, and said a few words to Chu Wanning, and then this disastrous disciple saw their Senior Brother Mo recover with his own eyes. Picked up the beef brisket again, with some vegetables, and handed it to Chu Wanning's lips again.

……

???

The disciple was stunned—Senior Brother Mo was planning to feed the elder directly! ?

Obviously Chu Wanning was also very unaccustomed to it. He knocked Mo Ran's chopsticks with his chopsticks unceremoniously, and said two words with a serious expression.

That mouth shape is so easy to understand:

lay down!

Mo Ran smiled and put the chopsticks vegetables and beef back, but not in his own bowl, but in the bowl of Master, Chu Wanning had no choice but to sigh, and in the dozen or so chickens he didn't notice In the eyes of the thief, he silently ate the meat and vegetables.

"..."

The gamblers at this table were dumbfounded, and the disciples who thought they had won were all dumbfounded, and the silver leaves they held in their hands all slipped off.

On the other hand, the buddy who was lying on his stomach and sluggish immediately jumped up and revived with blood, his eyes glowed, and he said eagerly: "Hahaha, turn defeat into victory! Turn defeat into victory! Senior Brother, Junior Brother, I'm sorry, these leaves are still green. It’s mine, hahahaha, post it, let’s gamble tomorrow, haha, gamble tomorrow!”

The two masters and apprentices over there didn't realize it. Mo Ran held up his chopsticks and slowly picked up the rice in the bowl while watching Chu Wanning lower his head and eat the beef brisket.

It was a little hot in Meng Potang. Mo Ran's left arm sleeve was rolled up to the elbow, revealing a strong and slender arm. The arm muscles shrugged and undulated under the honey-colored skin. He scooped up a bowl of soup, specially taking advantage of Chu Wanning's lack of attention , I added a few more ribs to the bowl, the meat was at the bottom of the soup and it was not easy to see.

"Master, finish the soup and drive away the cold."

"broth?"

Mo Ran blinked: "It seems to be, I didn't pay attention when I hit it, I forgot."

Chu Wanning looked at the noodle soup, and there was a piece of oily Mao Maocai leaf floating on it. It looked delicious, so he didn't refuse, and took a spoonful of it.

"Is it good to drink?"

"not bad."

"Then don't waste it." Mo Ran smiled, "Drink more."

Chu Wanning glanced at him lightly: "You still dare to say me? Don't eat so many dishes for dinner in the future. If you can't eat it yourself, I will share it for you."

"Haha, okay, then I will hit less next time."

Seeing Chu Wanning nodded, Mo Ran picked up his soup bowl, the soup was a little hot, he blew on the noodle soup, and the hot air dispersed, making his resolute face soft.

Hot soup is an extremely wonderful food. It is obviously just a bowl of boiled water with some meat and vegetable seasonings, but it can warm the whole person from the stomach to the heart, and drinking soup with the person you like, that This feeling of satisfaction is like throwing a small stone in the water, and the ripples on the lake surface spread layer by layer, shining with light.

Mo Ran sighed involuntarily in the hard-won tranquility of this life.

It turns out that the years are leisurely, and when you drink it, it tastes like a bowl of soup.

For this bowl of soup, he used to grind his teeth and suck blood, killing people like hemp, and now, for this bowl of soup, he regrets to the bone and breaks his liver and intestines.

Holding the soup bowl in his hand, he drank quickly.

Whether it's uneasiness in his heart, uncertainty about the future, remorse or guilt, at this moment, he doesn't want to think too much. His good life is so rare that he needs to fight day and night. .It's not that he doesn't want to taste it slowly, leisurely, he is actually very envious of people like Xue Meng, because he is born rich, so he will always be calm.

Mo Ran can't calm down, what he has is often so little that he is always grinning and scrambling for it, and the things he grabs are afraid of being robbed, so he can only eat them immediately and voraciously. In this respect, he is almost Retaining the original animal nature, he feels that only by eating and hiding food in his stomach can he feel at ease, that he truly owns this thing, and no one can take it away again.

When he was young, he competed with other children for food.

In his previous life, he competed with the immortals for the world.

And in this life, he just wanted to grab this bowl of soup.

He knew that he had done a lot of evil things, and he was afraid that fate would settle with him one day, so he just wanted to snatch a little bit of his poor happiness, and then ran wildly, leaving fate far behind.

Like all those who committed serious crimes, Pan Ran repented and wanted to start over. Although Mo Ran was always laughing, his heart was still uneasy.He knows that "good and evil will be rewarded" is not a lie. When the bustle is getting colder, he always feels that the peace in front of him is fake, like a mirage, like a mirror, and eventually he will wake up and return to the empty place. Wushan Temple, back to hell.

Therefore, he wanted to drink a few more sips before the soup got cold.

In this way, if one day, his evil will be rewarded with evil, cast aside by the world, judged by fate, and pushed into the abyss of the cold pool again, he will be able to walk down alone with this breath of heat.

"What are you thinking?" Chu Wanning asked him.

"Ah." Mo Ran came back to his senses, responded lightly, and then smiled, "It's nothing, I like to be in a daze when I'm full."

Chu WanNing glanced at his empty bowl: "Drink it?"

"Ah."

"You seem to like today's rib soup?"

"haha, yes."

Chu Wanning took his bowl and said, "I'll add some more to you."

He went back and forth quickly, and sure enough, he brought a large bowl of broth, which was a little hot. After putting down the bowl, Chu Wanning rubbed the tips of his ears with his fingertips, which not only warmed his ears but also lowered the temperature of his fingers.

He sat down again and said, "Drink."

"It's a full bowl."

"You drink slowly." Chu Wanning said, "If there is not enough, no one will grab it from you."

Mo Ran was touched by the simplest sentence. He held the soup bowl, his thick black eyes drooped, and with a shallow nasal voice, he responded with a smile: "Okay."

Chu Wanning didn't know, but at that moment, Mo burned the greatest effort in his life, so he didn't hold the bowl full of soup, and listened to the sound of "not enough, no one will grab you", and shed tears Come.

Chu Wanning left for five years, and he suffered and blamed himself for five years.

Five years later, his master told him to take his time.

Mo Ran suddenly felt very painful, the closer he was to Chu Wanning, the more sad he felt.In fact, if you don't pay attention to many things, you can't see the affection behind it, but now he looks at it carefully, and he sees that Chu Wanning treats him so tolerant, so gentle, so good.

He had spoiled such a person in his previous life.

How can I be able to stay with you forever in this life?

His heart was trembling, he was struggling in pain, on the one hand he felt unworthy, he felt that he should stay far away from Chu Wanning, he felt that where did he come from, and he still had the face to smile at Chu Wanning, good for Chu Wanning?brazen!

But, on the other hand, he yearns for it all the time—is it like this, can it be like this, their life is still very long, let him atone for the sins he has committed bit by bit, okay?

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I am full of sins, and I have returned from the mountain of corpses.

I hold the mellow and warm soup of this life with my hands full of blood in my previous life.

I would like to kneel down for the rest of my life and return to purgatory after death, but I just hope that you...will still be willing to hold a cup and taste it.

"Master."

I don't know when, Xue Meng came.

Mo Ran came back to his senses. In fact, since Chu Wanning's death, he has been such self-blame and anxiety almost all day and all night. After soaking in such emotions for a long time, the whole person will look very heavy. For others It's not a good thing, so he has been working hard to adjust his emotions, and it has only slightly improved in the past year.

But occasionally one or two points in life still touch him, and he still falls into entanglement and self-loathing because of a word or an incident.

When he raised his head and looked at Xue Meng, his face was still gloomy, which shocked Xue Meng.

"Oh, what are you doing, dog? Looking at me like this? I owe you money?"

Mo Ran knew that he was emotionally wandering just now, and he couldn't take it back all at once, so he smiled reluctantly and said, "I've eaten a little bit, do you have something to ask Master? Then you say, I'll go out to get some air."

"Don't, don't go, you sit down, this matter has something to do with you."

"It's about me? What's the matter?"

The expression on Xue Meng's face is a little subtle: "Don't be disappointed when you say it..."

Chu Wanning said: "Okay Xue Meng, let's just say it."

"Oh." Xue Meng, who was still trying to sell Guan Zi, immediately said when he heard the master's words, "It's like this, just received the invitation, Song Qiutong is going to get married."

Mo Ran's face changed with horror, and his face lost all blood in an instant.

But this trembling was not caused by Song Qiutong, but by Xue Meng——Mo Ran knew very well what Song Qiutong was in this life, so he wished he could walk around her.

But Xue Meng...

Why did Xue Meng think that if Song Qiutong got married, he would be lost?

Mo Ran's whole heart tightened, and he almost instantly thought of the fake Gou Chen who had been causing trouble before, the black hand behind the scenes who had never surfaced and hid extremely deeply.

That person is also very likely to be reborn. If so, that person will be clear about Mo Ran's past, and he knows the sins of Mo Ran's past life like the palm of his hand!

Mo Ran with a white face, forced to be calm, and looked at Xue Meng calmly: "Why is it related to me?"

"Don't you know yourself?" Xue Meng looked a little weird, and said, "Today, Confucianism came to send a wedding post, and that Miss Song even asked someone to send you a letter. If you don't have any intersection with her, What did she write to you? Mo Ran, I didn't say you, when did you mess with her?"

"..." Mo Ran's mood was hard to calm down, like a thorn in his back, he said after a while, "Written to me? Could it be a mistake..."

"Can't be wrong."

As Xue Meng said, he took out an envelope from the skirt of his clothes and patted it on the table in front of Mo Ran: "It's written in black and white, written by Mo Xianjun, Qiu Tong worshiped, can there be any mistakes?"

Mo Ran glanced at the envelope, his heart beating like a drum, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

It was Song Qiutong's handwriting that was correct, but why did she write a letter to herself before she got married when she met Song Qiutong in this life?

Xue Meng folded his arms and was very unhappy: "Are you going to go back and dismantle it privately, or do you dismantle it here and watch it with us?"

"..."

Mo Ran turned his head and saw that Chu Wanning was also looking at him, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"Remove it?" Xue Meng couldn't be more angry, he couldn't understand the behavior of messing with men and women, and he was a little aggressive.

If this is the case, there is no way to avoid it anyway...

Mo Ran only felt weak for a while, and his fingertips were cold. He didn't make a sound, took the letter in silence, and opened it.

The author has something to say:

Mo Ran: Master, drink soup.

Mo Ran: Master, eat meat.

Mo Ran: Master, eat fish.

Mo Ran: Master, have some snacks.

Mo Ran: Master, drink.

Four Ghost Kings: What is the difference between the protagonist and the supporting role?The reason is that I get fat when I eat, but he can't get fat no matter what he eats!

Mo Ran: No, you are fat only because you are an orange cat, and it has nothing to do with the protagonist and supporting roles.

Xue Meng: And Si Fatty, you are not a supporting role, you are just a role o(n_n)o