The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

The illusion will not disappear because of Nangong Si's pain, it is still continuing cruelly, spreading the bloody truth to everyone one by one.

Beside Jincheng Pond, Nangong Liu rubbed the man-eating pomfret's face with his feet, looked around and said, "Beast."

"The beast wants Madam's spirit core, so the Lord can not give it." Xu Shuanglin said, "But the Lord sold Madam for the sake of martial arts."

"What's for sale, don't say it so badly. Senior Sister Rong is in poor health. I invited the best doctor in Linling Island to see her, and they all said that her time is numbered. If she is in good health, how could I?" Willing to sacrifice her to this evil beast."

Xu Shuanglin raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not speak.

Nangong Liu stared at the man-eating pomfret for a while, suddenly got angry, and complained angrily: "Fate is not fair."

It seems that he didn't expect that a person with both fame and fortune would blame fate, Xu Shuanglin was a little surprised, and actually laughed: "What?"

"I said, fate is unfair."

"..."

"Why do other people beg for a supernatural power? The things entrusted by those auspicious beasts are Zhezhihua singing a song or something. When they come to me, they summon a vicious beast to kill my wife—what can I do? I How else can I choose?"

Nangong Liu looked very resentful.

"When you were begging for martial arts in Jin Chengchi, you also saw it. The attendant was silent, and the master criticized him. That Chu Wanning... Damn, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy dared to offend me like that, full of benevolence and morality It looks... It really doesn't hurt to stand and talk! I don't believe that if he had to choose, he would choose the former between a wife who is about to die of illness and a powerful martial arts!"

But Xu Shuanglin laughed: "That's really bad. Don't look at me like that. I'm serious. You'll never know what they're thinking if they're an honest gentleman."

"What else can you think about? It's nothing more than praises from Hainei who have gone down in history. Can I not know them?"

The more Nangong Liu thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved, and kicked the pomfret while cursing.

"Ever since I became the head of the sect, I have suffered a lot of grievances. Not to mention cursing, I still have to greet people with a smile all day... It is also fortunate that I can swallow my anger and endure the humiliation of my crotch. Years, I have to die in the hands of Chu Wanning."

"You're right." Xu Shuanglin was still smiling, "I also think that Chu Wanning really wanted to kill you back then. But I didn't expect you to be able to persuade him, not only to escape from his heaven After you died, you even sealed his mouth so that he didn't make public what you did by Jin Chengchi. If you want to talk about your ability to save your life, I still admire the master Xianjun."

"He also knows that the school of Confucianism can't be chaotic, no matter how angry it is." Nangong Liu said, "What's more, I still have Si'er, let him think that his mother was severely wounded and died while exorcising demons, it's better than the truth to stimulate him Much smaller."

Xu Shuanglin sighed, and nodded fairly, "No wonder he wants to leave. If I were him, I should be disgusting to you."

"You think I want to? Do I have a choice? I've said it—" Nangong Liu said, "Fate is not fair."

Seeing this, someone quietly looked at Chu Wanning, and muttered: "It turns out that Master Chu knew about Mrs. Rong's matter?"

"He knew it and helped Nangong Liu hide it, but he didn't tell the world."

"He was probably afraid of things. He was only 15 years old at the time. If he really offended the Confucianism School, he wouldn't be able to walk around."

Someone spoke softly for Chu Wanning: "I don't think so, he just lost the big because of a small loss. Didn't you hear that Nangong Liu said that Master Chu didn't tell the truth, because he was afraid that Nangong would be sad when he knew it."

"But he doesn't care about the importance. Is it important to be a child, or the uprightness of the leader of a faction? Sigh, if he had spoken out earlier, the Confucianism School would not be in this state."

"You can't say that. If he really said it back then, there might be chaos in the upper cultivation world... In short, people have their own choices. If it were you, you might not be willing to stand up."

"Oh, that's not necessarily the case. If it were me, I would definitely come out and expose Nangong Liu's true colors immediately. If you stand by and watch this kind of thing, it is tantamount to being an accomplice."

Although their voices were small, Mo Ran had a good ear, and a few words floated into his ears. He immediately became angry and was about to talk about it, but his sleeves were pulled by someone.

"Master!"

Chu Wanning looked dull and shook his head: "No need to say much."

"That's not the case at all! Didn't they understand? How can you make things public in that situation? Who can't tell the priority? Obviously—"

Chu Wanning said lightly: "Angry?"

Mo Ran nodded.

Chu Wanning said: "What do you have to do?"

Mo Ran nodded again.

Chu Wanning said: "Okay, then you can help me cover my ears."

"..."

"I have no intention of arguing with them, but I also don't want to listen. You help me cover it, and when they stop talking, you let go."

Mo Ran really walked behind Chu Wanning, raised his hand, one on each side, and covered his ears.He looked down at the person in front of him, feeling very resentful and distressed. He really couldn't understand why Chu Wanning did everything so well, and some people would be dissatisfied?This person seems to have lived for others in his two lives, and he has never been selfish for a day. Why is it that as long as one thing is controversial, as long as one thing is not handled so black and white, so many people will poke the spine ?

As it always seems to be the case, people are accustomed to be grateful for a good deed of a wicked person, and to cling to a little mistake of a good person.

In the previous life, Ta Xianjun killed countless people. One day, he took the wrong medicine and gave each of the masters of Wubei Temple ten thousand taels of gold, so he was praised by others, saying that Ta Xianjun put down the butcher knife and became a Buddha immediately. During that time, people said The Ta Xianjun, because of this little good deed, almost exudes dazzling brilliance all over his body.

And what about Chu Wanning?Chu Wanning is an undisputed master, the most benevolent and benevolent immortal in the world, so as long as he is wrong in the slightest, he will be speculated with infinite maliciousness.

So many times.

Chu Wanning did things hard, and some people scolded him for being cold-blooded.

Chu Wanning was soft on things, and some people questioned him for being afraid of things.

Mo Ran even heard someone talking about Chen Yuanwai in Caidie Town during his five-year travel, and there was a voice pointing out that Chu Wanning was whipping his employer and hurting mortals for the sake of grandstanding.

"He is just a wooden man without a conscience. Otherwise, look, how can a normal person have no friends? Look at Chu Wanning, who betrayed the master of guilt at the age of 15, and has been alone since then. The world is so big. , who wants to be his friend?"

"That's right. No matter how wrong that member Chen was in Caidie Town back then, he was still the employer. Chu Wanning was so heavy handed, so disregarding the face of the sect and the rules of the fairy sect. I think he has been alone for a long time. distortion."

Mental distortion?

Who is twisted?

Isn't this person paying enough?

Is it true that it is right and good to squeeze out his blood, chew his flesh, and sacrifice his bones, so that he is worthy of the name of a veritable Grandmaster Chu?

Mo Ran covered his ears, Chu Wanning was tall and slender, but standing in front of Mo Ran today, the top of his head still only reached his chin.Chu Wanning is not a weak and weak person, but Mo Ran looked at him with lowered eyelashes, but suddenly felt that he was very pitiful, and couldn't help giving birth to infinite love and softness.

He wanted to hug this person more than ever before.

Without lust, she simply wanted to hug him, to give him warmth with flesh and blood in this hard world, that's all.

Chu Wanning is more used to these questions than Mo Ran, and it seems very flat for these doubts that are just spoken out of the brain, and the words "If it were me, I must do something, so what".

At this time, Jin Chengchi's memories were also over, and the fragments of the memories were collapsing and reorganizing again. Chu Wanning turned his eyes away and fell on Nangong Si.

Nangong Si turned her back to him, knelt all the time, and never stood up again.

Chu Wanning sighed softly.

He and Nangong Si, although they don't have the name of master and apprentice, but they are masters and apprentices. If possible, he really hopes that Nangong Si will think that Rong Yan died unfortunately while beheading a monster. After all these years, the paper was still pierced by flames and burned to ashes.

In Chu Wanning's eyes, Nangong Si, who is kneeling now, and the child who was kneeling in the mourning hall in the memory, just overlapped together.

The child was reciting Xiaoyaoyou clumsily, but his recitation was very jerky and he couldn't get it coherent, so he slowly recited it to his mother while wiping away his tears.

"There is a fish in the north, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles away it is; when it turns into a bird, its name is Peng..." He stumbled, and every time he stopped, his immature and young face was full of tears. , all have the pain that should not be suffered at this age. Arguing..."

The child's soft voice came to an abrupt end, he didn't memorize it, his small body was trembling slightly, like a willow in the wind, he finally covered his face, couldn't bear it anymore, and burst into tears.

"Aniang...I was wrong, Sier was wrong...you wake up, okay, Aniang...I don't want to be playful anymore, wake up, you can teach me again, okay?"

Later, Xiaoyaoyou became Nangong Si who would transcribe the silently written papers in every morning class, and accompanied him, from a child with a long hair to a high-spirited Confucian son.

Mrs. Rong is gone and can no longer teach him.

Soon after, Chu Wanning also left and never looked back.

Nangong Si has never been a teacher. With this old mended quiver and the sentence "greed, resentment, murder, prostitution, robbery and plundering are the seven things that I, a Confucian gentleman, can't do", he finally found a way in this heart-to-heart. In the world's number one sect, he grew up to be an upright hero who was completely different from his father.

At this time, nearly 15 years have passed since Mrs. Rong passed away.

The phantom gathered again, this time, what appeared in front of everyone was Nangong Liu's bedroom, it was a full moon night, Nangong Liu was huddled on the bed, on the bed was a mat, and there was Mrs. Bamboo, obviously it was summer, But Nangong Liu was wrapped in several layers of thick mattresses, trembling unceasingly, her lips were bruised.

Chu Wanning patted Mo Ran's hand: "Let go, I want to continue watching."

Mo Ran said: "You don't have to watch it, I'll tell you." He still didn't want to let go of the hand covering Chu Wanning's ears, but was patted twice by Chu Wanning, knowing that he couldn't help it, so he had to hang his hand down , while sweeping around gloomyly, thinking that if anyone said that Chu Wanning was wrong, he would secretly stamp it in his mind, and then look for these people to settle accounts alone.

In the illusion, Xu Shuanglin walked in from the door and saluted in a crooked manner, very unruly.But Nangong Liu seemed to be used to it, and didn't care. His eyes were bloodshot, and he asked tremblingly, "Shuanglin, where's the medicine? Where's the medicine?"

"Matched, failed."

Nangong Liu yelled "ahhh", and she was so frightened that her nose and tears flowed together: "How come... how come...you clearly said it's okay...I can't take it anymore, all the bones in my body seem to grow spiky The thorn is pricking myself! You, help me close the windows tightly, don't let any light in, don't let it..."

"It's already closed. Today is the full moon, even if you don't go out, you will still feel pain." Xu Shuanglin said, "It's useless, you can't escape."

"No—no! What about the medicine?" Nangong Liu was a little crazy, "The medicine is the medicine!! You said it can be prepared! I believe you! The medicine!!!"

"I read the file again. I can't figure it out. The curse on you is too vicious. You need something to undo it."

"What?! I can give you whatever you want!! Just give me medicine! Give me medicine!!"

Xu Shuanglin said: "I want the spirit core of the caster."

"!"

Nangong Liu's complexion was pale in an instant.

"Spiritual core...you want...you want his spiritual core?"

"Have it?"

"How could there be any more!!" Nangong Liu roared, her hair was disheveled, and her mouth was drooling, "You also know who cursed me! My good master, that waste... pustule... gentleman! Luo Fenghua! He usurped me When I kicked him off the throne, I had already torn his body to pieces! I also pressed his ashes in the extremely dangerous place of blood pool, and sent his soul into the endless hell, where he would never be reborn! Now His bones are all rotten! You still want me to find his spiritual core? How can I find it? How can I find it!?!"

Xu Shuanglin was silent for a while, and when Nangong Liu finished shouting, he gradually became desperate and choked up in his throat, then he slowly said: "I still have another way, but it's very difficult to do. Do you want to listen?"

"Say...speak, speak quickly!"

"Although Luo Fenghua is dead, you should know that it is recorded in the "Record of the Dead" that although ghosts who have fallen into the endless hell cannot be reborn forever, they can gather three souls and seven souls to give birth to the same skin and flesh as before, forming a ghost fetus. It is a ghost fetus that has died tragically, the stronger it is, and some even grow a giant skeleton outside the ghost fetus to protect the soul."

"So what? I can't go to Uninterrupted Hell and turn his corpse out again..."

"You can't go, but he can come." Xu Shuanglin smiled slightly, with a peaceful expression in the candlelight, as if he was talking about which friend's room to drink tea tonight, "The ghost world and the yang world are bounded by an enchantment. The barriers are blocking each other, as long as the five auras are gathered to the purest, they can tear the gap in the endless hell."

"Tear open... the gap in the endless hell?"

Xu Shuanglin said with a smile: "That's right, tearing open the gap, attracted Luo Fenghua's ghost fetus to come out. The ghost fetus is exactly the same as the body in life, and it also has a spirit core. You eat his flesh and blood, and then take out his spirit core. You don't have to worry about the curse."

He paused, and then said: "It's just that the five spiritual qi are a little difficult to gather. It's best to need a good essence spirit body... Don't be impatient, let me think of a way."

Nangong Liu opened his mouth to say something more, but what he could utter was a horrific howl. He was crying profusely, lying on the bed shaking violently.

"Does it really hurt so much?" Xu Shuanglin sighed, "Your master must have hated you to kill your master, so he cast such a ruthless curse on the ring, it's really pitiful."

"Ugh..."

"Okay, bear with it, it won't hurt at dawn." Xu Shuanglin said, sitting down on the edge of the bed, crossing his legs, resting his chin with one hand, and picking his feet with the other, "I'll accompany you Come on, talk to you, disperse your energy, and you won't be in so much pain."

Nangong Liu's whole body was buried deep in the quilt, and she couldn't stop panting inside.

Xu Shuanglin said: "Oh, what are you talking about?...Why don't you talk about Si'er? He is also a difficult child. He was born with a tyrannical spiritual core and is prone to madness. This seems to be a chronic disease of the Nangong family. I heard that his great-grandfather Do you have this problem too?"

Nangong Liu huddled under the quilt, swallowed: "Yes."

"What are you going to do?"

"What should I do?" Nangong Liu's voice trembled, "His illness is better than mine, and it's much easier to deal with. After marrying a wife... all of them can suppress the spiritual flow through double cultivation. You, Or... you should pay more attention to my curse..."

"Didn't I always care about your curse? But the more you think about it, the more painful it will be." Xu Shuanglin therefore turned the subject again, scratching his toes and laughing, "But this kind of double cultivation, will it be right?" Your wife is in good health? I heard that Si'er's great-grandmother died at a young age."

"Nonsense, nonsense."

"Oh, I was just asking casually. I didn't expect that she died early because of double cultivation." Xu Shuanglin sighed, "The Confucianism School is really deep, and the head of the school actually wants to use his wife's life to help him tide over the catastrophe."

"A woman's life...is...useless."

Xu Shuanglin laughed and said, "You look down on women so much."

"It's not like you don't understand the training of the Grand Master."

"I don't understand, what did the head master say?"

"The school of Confucianism should be led by a gentleman."

"That's right."

"What is a gentleman? It's a man, do you understand?"

"...Pfft, to say something disrespectful. Sect Leader, you misinterpreted this sentence, I'm afraid it will make Grand Sect Leader angry from the hero's grave."

Nangong Liu tremblingly said: "You have never married a wife, you don't understand. Women... are useless, they can only carry on the family line. It is... their responsibility. Grandma can sacrifice herself for grandfather, and she is also willing..."

"Willingly?" Xu Shuanglin smiled, "Then you also have to find someone for Si'er who is willing to double cultivate with him and die for him?"

"... Already found it..."

Xu Shuanglin was stunned: "What? Who? Who and who?" He seemed very gossip, and crawled further into the bed, almost wanting to pull Nangong Liu out of the quilt, "Success, you actually have Confucianism in your heart." There are already candidates for the young mistress and wife, so tell me quickly."

Nangong Liu wrapped herself in the quilt and moved to the depths of the bed. After enduring the pain for a while, she said hoarsely: "Your righteous daughter, Ye Wangxi."

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