The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

This is very bad, people in this room, after Nangong Liu came in, Madam Wang, Xue Meng, and Xue Zhengyong immediately got up and treated each other with courtesy.

But Chu WanNing was not in the mood, so he still stood by the window.

As for Mo Ran, the Confucianism School was a tattered sect that he stepped down in his previous life. Even if the appearance was bright and beautiful, he knew that there was only a plate of loose sand underneath, and there was nothing to be afraid of.But he really didn't intend to embarrass Nangong Liu, he just got used to it, so he never thought of standing up.

This scene is weird.

As the master and elder, Nangong Liu stood with a smile on his face and was not angry, his face was full of familiarity that was still steaming.

But as a guest and junior, Mo Ran's lazy sitting posture was caught straight. He crossed his legs and leaned on the grand teacher's chair, with a cup of hot tea in his hand.

Xue Zhengyi didn't pay attention to Mo Ran's actions just now, and when he turned around at this time, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

This ink burning is too unruly!

"This is... Grandmaster Mo, who has become very famous in recent years."

Mo Rancha stopped drinking, covered the lid, raised his eyes and said, "Yes."

"It's really a hero—"

Mo Ran interrupted him, and said with a smile: "Nangong Xianjun, you have already used the saying that a hero is a boy, so don't use it on me?"

His tone was gentle, his smile was gentle, and he seemed to be very polite.But what he said was not polite at all. He didn't even stand up. After saying this, he picked up the teacup again, and the small celadon lid scraped the rim of the cup, and then blew away the rising mist .

Thick and slender eyelashes drooping down, eyes closed, and he took a sip of tea unhurriedly.

He is young, handsome, tall and calm, with a posture, as if he is the rightful master of this Confucian school, the person who stands at the pinnacle of the entire cultivation world, and Nangong Liu is just a dog under him.

"Haha, what Grandmaster Mo said is not bad, but he is only a mere ignorant person, and he couldn't think of a better wording at the moment, so—"

"Where is it?" Mo Ran put down the teacup, raised his eyes and smiled, "Since Nangong Xianjun entered this room, he has said a lot of good things. If Xianjun can't speak, who can claim to be able to speak? ?”

"Oh, I don't dare to take Master Mo's absurd praise."

"Who said I was praising you." Mo Ran looked at him with a pair of black bright eyes, and smiled, "It may not be a good thing to be too talkative sometimes."

Xue Zhengyi was a little overwhelmed, he lowered his voice and said: "Ran'er——!"

In his opinion, it is justifiable for Chu Wanning and Nangong Liu to turn their faces, at least there is an antecedent reason, Chu Wanning also has this identity, but Mo Ran...

Mo Ran didn't pay attention to Xue Zhengyi, but said to Nangong Liu: "These compliments, Nangong Xianjun should keep it to other juniors, I am a rough person, I don't understand, and I don't want to listen."

Xue Zhengyong: "..."

Of course, Mo Ran knew that his uncle would be unhappy if he did this, but he didn't regret it.

There are too many disgusting things in the world, Chu Wanning has a strong temper, and is always willing to be the one who stands out.A long time ago, when he was exorcising demons at Luo Xianxian's mansion, Chu Wanning would beat Chen Yuanwai, the client, to the flesh and blood because of the Chen family's bullying of a weak woman, regardless of his own reputation.

Chu Wanning obviously did nothing wrong, but he is always criticized by others, saying that he is "cold-blooded", "acting recklessly", and saying that he is "unhuman".

Mo Ran doesn't want people to say that his master "doesn't talk about etiquette".

So he would rather be more outrageous than Chu Wanning, and go too far. Only by using such a stupid method can he protect Chu Wanning behind him.So in this room, all three people accepted Nangong Liu's flattery and kindness out of courtesy, but Mo Ran did not.

This is not a sudden rise, since he knew that it was Chu Wanning who carried him on his back and climbed back from the sea of ​​corpses and blood.Ever since he saw that wisp of human soul in Meng Potang, that bowl of Chaoshou.Since he went to the depths of hell and rescued Chu Wanning, he swore——

As long as Chu Wanning is still willing, he will stand with Chu Wanning from now on.

Nangong Liu touched the jade twice in a row, if it were the head of another family, he should have thrown the table in a rage and chased away the guests long ago.

But Nangong Liu didn't, he just pretended nothing happened, and happily said a few more words to Xue Zhengyi, which made Xue Zhengyi very embarrassed, he pulled Nangong Liu aside, and apologized in a low voice , Said that he was incapable of disciplining his nephew.

Nangong Liuze smiled and said, "Oh, young people, who isn't bloody yet? I think Master Mo is really kind and nice."

After meeting with Nangong Liu, the disciples of Confucianism School led a group of people to another courtyard to settle down.

Mo Ran was sneezing all the way, Xue Meng turned his head to look at him: "Could it be that you were cursed by the head of Nangong just now..."

"Go, go, you are cursed." Mo Ran's eyes filled with tears, "I...Ah, I can't smell too much incense. The room just now-Ah Chiu! The smell of spices is too...Ah Chirp! Too..."

"It smells so bad."

"Ah, Master—Ah Choe—Respect."

Chu Wanning handed him a handkerchief, frowned and said in distaste: "Wipe it, it doesn't look like it."

With tears in his eyes, Mo Ran smiled and took the handkerchief embroidered with begonia flowers: "Master still loves me, thank you Master."

Chu Wanning was a little embarrassed by him: "Who loves you."

"That's it!" Xue Meng said unconvinced, "Who loves you, the master loves me the most!"

Mo Ran was a little contemptuous: "How old are you and you can compare this with others." Then he took the handkerchief in his hand and said seriously, "Look, the master promised to embroider me a piece that is exactly the same, have you done it?" ?”

"..." Chu Wanning snatched the handkerchief and said sharply, "Mo Weiyu!"

Xue Meng was stunned for a moment when he heard it, and then he was furious: "The ghost believes that the master will embroider a handkerchief for you, and daydreaming is not what you did, shameless."

The group of people talked and came to the other courtyard arranged by Nangong Liu. There were four entrances to the other courtyard. Mrs. Xue Zhengyong entered one, and the other three entered each. The sound of gurgling water is endless, and it is elegant and unique.

But Mo Ran was fine just now, but when he saw that he was going to live in this courtyard, he was stunned, hesitating, his eyes were unconsciously covered with gray, and when he followed everyone into the other courtyard, he saw When I went to the bricks and tiles, the vegetation, the mountains and the rocks, my mood became more and more gloomy.

This is a place that left a deep impression on him from the Confucian school in his previous life.

At this time, when he came back to his old place, he couldn't help thinking, if it wasn't for Chu Wanning's life in exchange for him in this life, maybe he would still go on the old road and become the Emperor of the Immortal, then at this time, he should also lead a million Zhenlong A chess piece that reduced a generation of famous families to scorched earth.Thinking of this, I couldn't help but break out in cold sweat, and for a while, thousands of thoughts rushed to my chest.

Mo Ran closed his eyes, he could hold his emotions, he was no longer the boy with sharp emotions and anger, so no one could see the haze in his heart.

They went back to their rooms to rest, Mo Ran stood in front of the other courtyard reserved for him, stood with his hands behind his back for a while, but did not push the door to enter.

The maid who greeted her in the yard was a little uneasy, and asked cautiously: "Is Xianjun not satisfied with this room?"

"Oh, no." Mo Ran came back to his senses and smiled, "I think this yard is very similar to a place I used to live in. It's just a feeling of emotion."

"That's really a coincidence. The servant thought it was the lord who didn't like it here. If the lord has other requirements, just tell the servant, and the servant should try his best to do it for the lord."

Mo Ran smiled and said: "I have nothing to do, you can go on your own."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at the thick hundred-year-old osmanthus tree in the courtyard. The shade of the tree brushed his eyelashes like a ghost from the previous life.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, feeling stunned in his heart.

Suddenly, he turned around and called the maid who was about to leave: "Wait a minute!"

"Is there anything else you want to order?"

"...I want to ask you about someone." Mo Ran paused, raised his eyes, his eyes were like torches, "Do you know, there is one..."

"what?"

"Forget it, don't ask this, ask another one." Mo Ran said, "Do you know where Ye Wangxi is?"

The maid said: "Young Master Ye is the direct disciple of Elder Xu. He and Elder Xu live in the same courtyard. If the fairy wants to see him, just go there."

Mo Ran was secretly relieved when he heard the words. The last time he met Ye Wangxi was in a restaurant. Ye Wangxi begged Nangong Si to go back with him, but Nangong Si refused at that time. Ye Wangxi said, "If it's because of me , if you don't want to go back to Confucianism School, then I will go."

He actually misses Ye Wangxi a little bit. He thinks that Ye Wangxi has suffered enough in his previous life. Ye Wangxi and Chu Wanning are actually very similar. None of them ended well.

Mo Ran regretted what he had done in the past, so he hoped that Ye Wangxi would have a better life in this life.He couldn't help but rejoice, fortunately, Nangong Si was not so heartless, and really drove Ye Wangxi away.

Elder Xu's other courtyard is named "Sansheng Bieyuan". It is said that it is taken from the meaning of "drinking Meng Po's water and forgetting about three life events". Keeping it in my heart will only increase troubles. Anyway, after death, I will no longer remember it when I go to the bridge of Naihe.

He sounds like a very pessimistic person, no wonder he taught Ye Wangxi, a dull gourd who can't beat a fart with three sticks.

"Interesting, this parrot is really smart, come on, carry a little more, eat a scoop, drink a scoop, in the back alley..."

Please tell the guards to report and explain the purpose of coming. Before they could go around the screen wall, they heard a man talking and laughing lazily from the yard.

Mo Ran walked a few steps forward, and saw a man in his early thirties standing in the sunshine of the courtyard.The man was wearing a plain shirt with a few patches on the corners of the robe. It was a cold day, and he didn't wear shoes. He stood barefoot on the cold stone bricks, holding a handful of melon seeds. Playing with a snow-white blue-eyed parrot with long tail feathers.

The parrot fluttered its wings left and right, shaking back and forth on the shelf, seemed to be very proud, and sang loudly: "Ah~a sack of food~a ladle of drink~in the back alley~"

"Well, good, not bad. You are smarter than Xiao Yezi, and Xiao Yezi was not as strong as you when he was a child, so he can't recite this passage." The man gave the parrot a handful of nuts, "Come on, I will reward you .”

"........."

This man and a bird call themselves Lao Tzu...

Does that mean he's a bird man?

The man turned his head and saw Mo Ran standing next to the screen wall. He first knocked a melon seed, then spat it out, and suddenly laughed. His smile was bright, but it had a bad smell. , the whole person looks very chic.

"Master Mo Ranmo?" He laughed, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Mo Ran smiled and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

After he laughed, he took a serious look at the man's face. He felt that he seemed to have a kind face. He seemed to have seen this man when he massacred the Confucianism School in his previous life. He was...

"Father, why are you running around without shoes on?"

Suddenly a familiar voice sounded, it was such a light sentence, but it hit my ears like spring thunder.

Mo Ran suddenly turned his head and saw Ye Wangxi coming out from behind the half-moon arch. He was still so slender and straight, with warm brows and eyes. He held a pair of bright yellow satin shoes in his hand, walked up to the young man, and bent down to put them down.

Adoptive father?

Ye Wangxi's adoptive father...

The blood in his heart was running like a wolf, he could almost hear the cries from another world, the collision of swords and horns.

"Father!!!"

A blood-stained face suddenly appeared in the memory.

It was Ye Wangxi, Ye Wangxi was crying and screaming, and his voice cracked the sky... When he slaughtered the Confucianism School, Nangong Liu ran away, and the dragons in the 72 cities were leaderless, and there was chaos in an instant. Later, Elder Xu, the first guardian of the Confucianism School Step forward, strictly rectify the loose sand, gather together the chaotic soldiers that Mo Ran could have destroyed in an instant, and resist together with Ye Wangxi.

He obviously didn't have a surname of Nangong, but he did what the head of Nangong should do. As an elder, he lived and died with the 72 cities of Confucianism.

He is obviously not Ye Wangxi's biological father, but when he stabbed Ye Wangxi's back with a sharp knife filled with spiritual flow, he stood in front of Ye Wangxi, protecting the child he raised with his own flesh and blood, A moment of completeness.

Mo Ran stood on the city wall and looked down at that time. When he saw this scene, a distorted smile appeared on the corner of his mouth - God knows how jealous he was at that time.

Without blood relationship, there is someone in this world who is willing to die for another person!

His narrow heart was full of shock and pain, he was so jealous that he was going crazy, his eyes were blood red.

He was thinking, okay, great, Ye Wangxi is so lucky, he, Mo Weiyu... If in this vast world, besides his mother, there is another person who is willing to die for him, Mo Weiyu, then he How did you get to where you are today? !

Heaven is kind to everyone, only he is so stingy and vicious to him!

He wanted to destroy all the people he was jealous of, and let those who hugged each other for warmth all fall to hell. Why was he the only one who didn't have a good day, didn't have a moment of warmth, and the only person who was gentle to him was already dead.

He only has a little warmth, why should he take it away? ! !

He hates!

"........."

Looking back, Mo Ran only felt that he was so stupid back then.In this world of mortals, there is obviously a person who is willing to die for him, but he himself missed it, he himself failed, and he didn't know it.

Mo Ran closed his eyes, calmed down the inner surge, and then raised his eyes again.

He knew who this man was, he was Ye Wangxi's master, and Ye Wangxi's adoptive father - Xu Shuanglin.

On the second day after Tu Ru Fengmen, he died in the flames of war just to save Ye Wangxi.

Mo Ran turned his head away, bitter in his heart, and couldn't bear to look at the handsome man with a deep smile in the sun.

He went to say hello to Ye Wangxi.

"Young Master Ye."

Only then did Ye Wangxi realize that Mo Ran was standing in the distance, he couldn't help being stunned, and then smiled: "Ah, brother Mo is here too, long time no see."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

In fact, Ye Wangxi had only met Mo Ran a few times in his life, and he was not very familiar with him, so he continued to smile and said, "Are you here to find my adoptive father?"

"..." Mo Ran glanced at Xu Shuanglin, a little embarrassed, shook his head and said, "No, I'm here to find you."

"Little Yezi, how long has it been since someone came in this yard looking for you? It's really not easy." Xu Shuanglin smiled lazily, and stuffed another melon seed into his mouth, "Where did you meet Grandmaster Mo? "

"I know Taohuayuan."

"That's good, that's good." Xu Shuanglin smiled, threw all the remaining melon seeds into the bird food bowl, and said, "You young people, let's talk, I'll go to another place first."

Ye Wangxi pulled him back: "Father, why don't you wear shoes?"

"Oh, I forgot." Xu Shuanglin put on the shoes with a smile on his face, and said, "It's all right now."

But Mo Ran saw from the corner of his eye that the man crossed the corner slowly, then leaned over and took off his shoes, put them in his arms, and walked away leisurely.

"........."

The appearance and temperament of the father and son are really against each other. Because of his mentality, Xu Shuanglin looks very young, his face stays at the age of 30, and he will not grow old. He looks like Ye Wangxi's brother.

Combined with his temper, this person is a bit willful and stubborn, not like an elder brother, but almost like Ye Wangxi's younger brother.

So the dignified and solemn "Sansheng Bieyuan" plaque outside the door is just for fun?

Ye Wangxi and Mo Ran walked slowly along the boulevard side by side.

There are many flowering trees and fruit trees planted in this courtyard, but it is the middle of winter at this time, and all the trees are withered, only some withered yellow leaves hang on the treetops, trembling when the wind blows.

"Sorry, last time in the restaurant, I made you laugh."

"Nothing." Mo Ran said, "Are you all right these days?"

I felt a little regretful when I said it, because people like Ye Wangxi, no matter how bad they are, would never say a word.Sure enough, Ye Wangxi smiled and said, "It's okay, how about you?"

"I'm fine."

The relationship between the two is actually not that familiar. Mo Ran came to him only because he thought of the injustices of the past life and felt uncomfortable in his heart. He wanted to see Ye Wangxi who is still alive now. He really got along with Ye Wangxi alone, but I don't know what to say.

Mo Ran knew many of Ye Wangxi's secrets, but he couldn't tell them. He really had nothing to talk about. The two walked for a while, and Ye Wangxi asked, "How is Xia Sini?"

The ink burned for a moment, and smiled: "Do you still remember this name? It's amazing."

"His name is particularly easy to remember."

"Haha, that's right, Xia Sini is also here this time, you can see him later."

Ye Wangxi was a little surprised: "He's here too?... But the head shouldn't have invited..."

"You don't know who Xia Sini is, do you?" Mo Ran laughed, "Let me tell you, this matter is really a long story."

So he told the ins and outs of Chu Wanning being Xia Sini. Ye Wangxi was stunned for a while after listening, and sighed: "Mr. Mo is so lucky to have this person as his teacher."

Mo Ran said: "How lucky is Confucianism to have Mr. Ye as a disciple."

Ye Wangxi was a little embarrassed, and said with a slight smile, "Mr. Mo has already said that."

They came to a small pontoon bridge painted with mahogany. Along the way, there were many dead branches and fallen leaves, but this place was green and bright.The water in the Confucianism Gate has been imbued with spiritual power and will not freeze, so it stands at the head of the bridge, with the gurgling stream under its feet and surrounded by blue colors at both ends.

Mo Ran turned his head and saw Ye Wangxi staring down at the crystal stream, his black eyes were constantly glowing, the person was still the same person, but anyone could see the haggardness on his face.

Nangong Si getting married was too cruel for him.

Suddenly I couldn't bear it, as if I saw Chu Wanning who had paid a lot but couldn't get others to look back for a moment, Mo Ran asked him: "Mr. Ye, why don't you come to the summit of death and life."

"what?"

"..." I felt reckless when I spoke, and I knew how Ye Wangxi would answer, Mo Ran sighed, "I just asked casually, you don't have to take it to heart."

Ye Wangxi smiled. He originally smiled handsomely, with seven points of heroism and three points of beauty.But now he is still the same person with the same smile, but his cheekbones are slightly sunken, seven points of heroism are still there, three points of beauty have dried up, and only two pools of sadness remain.

He wanted to hide it, but the sadness was too deep, and he tried his best, but he still couldn't hide it well.

He smiled and said, "So brother Mo, you are here to dig people for the top of death and life?"

"Haha, yes, yes, but Mr. Ye probably won't come, so it's just a joke."

"Well, my adoptive father is still here, so I won't leave."

"What do you plan to do in the future, son?"

"..." Ye Wangxi's expression seemed to be in pain, but he couldn't answer immediately, what do he plan to do in the future?He didn't know, he felt that he was a moth, and Nangong Si was a lamp, and he always wanted to go with that lamp, even if the result was fragmented.

But Nangong Si doesn't want him.

"Just, still doing what you should do in the Confucianism School." Ye Wangxi smiled and said, "Assist the head, assist the righteous father, and in the future, assist the young master."

He paused, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles pale as jade.

Mo Ran was shocked that Ye Wangxi could say the last half sentence calmly, he could really say it...

"Assist the young lady."

After he finished speaking, it seemed that he could finally bear it no longer, and he lowered his eyes.But just for a moment, he looked up at Mo Ran respectfully and gracefully, with a smile on his face, and the whole person stood in the cold winter like a bamboo.

Suddenly the westerly wind blew up the floating snow accumulated in the bamboo forest, flying around like reed flowers.

At that moment, Mo Ran thought, no, Nangong Si cannot marry Song Qiutong.