The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

He seemed to be hugging a hot potato, not knowing what to do, seeing more and more people looking at him, the tips of his ears flushed red in embarrassment.At this moment, a pair of hands stretched out and took the child from his arms. Chu Wanning heaved a sigh of relief and turned back: "Mo Ran?"

"Well." Mo Ran put the child in one arm, held it in his arms, and left the other hand free, rubbing Chu Wanning's hair. His face was calm, and he probably saw the miserable scene of Linyi. There was a trace of depression between the brows, but when he looked at Chu Wanning, he wanted to raise the corners of his mouth more or less, so as not to make his expression look too ugly.

His appearance of smiling or not is not as handsome as other times, but it makes people feel very warm for no reason.

"Have you talked to the people on the island?"

"Well, it's settled."

"The fire in Linyi may not be extinguished within four or five days. Before that, we have to stay on Feihua Island temporarily. There are not many houses on this island. We brought so many people..."

"Ask the village chief, and he said that if you squeeze, you can still live."

There is nothing wrong with asking Mo Ran to negotiate this kind of issue. He knows better how to communicate with people, what he looks like... Think about the way the girls in the village looked at him when he helped harvest rice, and knew that he was more pleasing than himself many.

Chu Wanning thought for a while silently, and didn't know what it was like in his heart. He nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Don't talk about hard work with me." Mo Ran glanced at the candy in his hand, understood in his heart, turned his head and smiled and coaxed the child in his arms, who was still in the world, "What about you, why are you crying?"

"I want Mommy... I want Daddy..."

Mo Ran saw that he was still so young, and he was still staggering when he walked, but his parents were killed in the sea of ​​fire and could never come back. He couldn't help being sad, so he rubbed his forehead against his face, and comforted him in a low voice: "Father, mother... Things, it will take some days before I can come to accompany you. You have to be good, they will be happy when they see you..."

After he hugged and coaxed him for a while, the child gradually settled down a lot. Although he was still sobbing, he would not cry anymore.

Mo Ran looked down at the child with teary eyelashes, while Chu Wanning stood quietly beside him with candy.

This man's profile is very good-looking, with tough and crisp lines. If it is placed in ink and wash seals, it will look like muscles and bones.

His edges and corners are tough, but his eyelashes and eyes are soft, like spring leaves stretching.

Chu Wanning was a little dazed.

So when Mo Ran poked his head over and bit the candy on his fingertips, Chu Wanning withdrew his hand suddenly, opened his eyes wide in shock, and asked, "What are you doing?"

The glutinous rice candy is so small, the man's head moved closer and quickly took it away. Naturally, his lips would touch his fingertips, and even the tip of his warm and moist tongue accidentally licked his fingertips. Chu Wanning only felt numb all over. That quick and small intimate contact was enough to make his spine tingle, like a new sprout breaking a seed, pushing away the silent soil, pushing the stuffy ground until soft...

Mo Ran held the candy in his mouth, smiled at him, and turned his head to wink at the child.

He raised his head, rolled the candy into his mouth, rolled his Adam's apple, and said to the child: "Look, it's not some terrible medicine, it's sugar."

Chu Wanning: "..."

He was just wandering, not paying attention to what the kid and Mo Ran were talking about.

At this time, the eyes fell on the child again. The child was timid, but stared at Mo Ran seriously for a while, and whispered in surprise for a long time: "Ah, it's really candy..."

"Yeah." Mo Ran said with a smile, "This brother Xianchang is so good, why would he arrest you to make alchemy?"

Chu WanNing again: "..."

Because there were too many things that happened the night before, and it was too scary, Mo Ran didn't feel sleepy. After settling down the rescued men, women and children, it was already bright, and he walked to the beach of Feihua Island alone. The shoreline recedes far away, revealing tidal flats that are not visible when the tide is high.

When he was alone, many worries surged up and shrouded his eyes, forming a lingering haze.

He took off his shoes and walked slowly along the wet coastline, his footprints stepped on the wet sand, leaving two strings of crooked marks behind him.

In fact, there are still many things he can't understand about Xu Shuanglin, such as why that guy doesn't like to wear shoes in cold weather, and is always willing to walk around barefoot.

Mo Ran is a person who hides a lot of the past and is never treated kindly.

Perhaps because of this, he could clearly understand that Xu Shuanglin wanted to destroy Confucianism School, Jiangdong Hall, and even disturb the mentality of the entire upper cultivation world at all costs.

Being suppressed and excluded is not the most painful thing.

The most painful thing is to be betrayed by someone close to you. The most painful thing is that you have done nothing wrong. You obviously once had a passion and wanted to work hard to become a generation of masters, but in the most important "Lingshan Conference" in the cultivation world In fact, he was accused by thousands of people, saying that the unique spell he spent all his efforts to create was to steal his brother...

After being ridiculed and stared at, he will never turn over.

Mo Ran knew that after this catastrophe passed, the comprehension world would face a reshuffle. For those sects that were traumatized both in face and body, they would all think: Xu Shuanglin is really a lunatic.

Perhaps only Mo Weiyu, who used to grind her teeth, suck blood, and kill people like numbness, can't help but think when she walks alone on this quiet and long coastline.

What kind of person is Xu Shuanglin?

Did this lunatic, when he was young, practiced swordsmanship in the orange grove in high spirits, and went back tired and satisfied after nightfall, with a fresh and sweet orange picked in his sleeve, and brought it to himself? A brother who is always lazy to eat?

At that time, he didn't know that although his elder brother had achieved nothing, he could use his three-inch tongue to make himself no longer stand in the world of cultivation.

Did this lunatic ever bury his head in a spell scroll, ponder hard, dip his pen and ink seriously, and write down a slightly green opinion, then he was dissatisfied, bit the pen holder, and fell into deep thought again?

At that time, he didn't know that, no matter how hard he tried, in the end, he would be stigmatized and hopeless.

Mo Ran closed his eyes, the sea breeze blew his face, and the sun fell on his eyelashes, plating a layer of gold.

He thought of Sansheng Bieyuan, drank Meng Po's water, and forgot what happened to Sansheng. Did Xu Shuanglin choose this name for his place just because of his whim?

And in the previous life, Xu Shuanglin hibernating in the Confucianism School in the previous life should have the same purpose as in this life, but that time, he fought to the death for Ye Wangxi in the flames of war...

Leaves forget the past.

This name was also given to her by Xu Shuanglin.

Forgot what?

Did he ever try to forget those unfair and unfair years, forget the hatred and glory of the past, forget those ugly faces?

There was also the corpse of Luo Fenghua that Xu Shuanglin tried his best to drag out from the Infernal Hell.

What did he want this corpse for?

In the illusion, Xu Shuanglin told Nangong Liu that the curse on the ring can be completely broken only by obtaining the spiritual core of the caster, but judging from the final result, Xu Shuanglin's real purpose is by no means to help Nangong Liu unravel the curse.

Space cracks, Zhenlong chess game, the art of rebirth...

And the hand that sticks out of the crack at the end.

Mo Ran faintly felt that there was something very wrong, and he frowned, thinking.

Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes.

He thought of one thing——

Back then at the Jincheng Pool, when the old dragon Wangyue died, he once said: "That mysterious man, using the power of a heart-picking willow in Jincheng Pool, practiced two kinds of secret techniques, one is the rebirth technique, and the other is the Zhenlong Chess Game."

At that time, it did not mention the "Space-Time Life and Death Gate".

That is to say, for Xu Shuanglin, he only cares about the two spells of rebirth and Zhenlong. Needless to say, Zhenlong is for the convenience of manipulating the chess pieces.

What about rebirth?

Who does he want reborn?

Mo Ran thought for a while, and felt that there were two answers, one was Rong Yan and the other was Luo Fenghua.

According to Xu Shuanglin's words, the person Rong Yan once loved was actually him. Later, due to some changes, she finally broke up with Xu Shuanglin and married his brother instead.

But after careful deduction, I think it should not be her.

If Xu Shuanglin really loved Rong Yan, so much that he wanted to bring her back to life, why did he kill her only son in his previous life?

More importantly, this guy has long been dormant beside Nangong Liu as the "Elder of Shuanglin". If he wanted to use the rebirth technique to bring Rong Yan back to life, why didn't he just stop her when he was at Jin Chengchi? To be sacrificed?

Not Rong Yan.

Mo Ran turned his head and looked at the sea that was dyed red by the rising sun. The fine and swaying waves continued to spread and surge. The tide was rising with the sun's eastward rise and rising at a speed visible to the naked eye. The sky and the earth were resplendent.

It was Luo Fenghua.

Mo Ran can almost believe that the person Nangong Xu wants to resurrect is Luo Fenghua.

The matter of Confucianism is far from being as simple as it appears on the surface, just like the ebb and flow of the sea, those broken shells and dangerously colorful starfish are all covered under the waves by the rolling waves at dawn.

The sea water rose rapidly, and the fine sand and gravel were washed by the waves and spread to the beach where he was walking.

His feet suddenly felt cold, Mo Ran lowered his head, and the waves had already surged up, beating his instep.

"Wow—"

He moved his smooth toes and felt a little cold. He turned around and wanted to go back to the beach to put on his shoes. When he turned around, he saw Chu Wanning walking towards him from the red clouds in the sky, with a calm expression, holding the quilt with one hand The shoes and socks he threw casually in the sand and handed them to him.

"Why are you barefoot, it's such a cold day."

Mo Ran followed him to the height of the sand slope, sat down on the shore of a rocky beach, shook off the sand on his feet, and put on his shoes again.He suddenly felt a little relieved. Although he was destined to not get the kind of love he wanted in Chu Wanning in his life, Chu Wanning is still the best master in the world, and he will care about him and take care of him.

Seeing him walking around barefoot, you will worry that he has caught a cold.

"What do you think about Confucianism?"

"not that simple."

"I think so." Chu Wanning's brows have hardly been stretched since last night. Even though there is a short period of peace and tranquility at this moment, his brows are still stained with depression. He watched Mo Ran put on his shoes and socks , and turned his gaze to the vast sea again.

The sun rising from the sea level burns a gorgeous golden red, intertwined with the unextinguished fire in Linyi in the far distance, it is indistinguishable from each other.

"Where Xu Shuanglin was pulled by the space crack is really hard to find out." Chu Wanning said, "If he deliberately didn't want people to find out and disappeared, I'm afraid no one will be able to catch him in ten or eight years."

Mo Ran shook his head and said: "He can't help it for ten or eight years, and after his energy recovers, there should be some movement."

"How to say?"

Mo Ran told Chu Wanning his guess again, and said: "Luo Fenghua's body is not a real body, it is a 'prosthetic limb' rebuilt in Infernal Purgatory, leaving the ghost world, lacking Yin Qi support, very It will fester and rot soon. So I guess at most a year, even if he is not fully prepared, there will be new movements."

Chu Wanning did not make a sound.

He has always been cautious in doing things or thinking.For such uncertain things, he will not make bold assumptions like Mo Ran.But it doesn't hurt to listen to Mo Ran's hypothesis.

"What about that hand?" Chu Wanning asked, "What do you think about the hand that took Nangong Xu away at the end?"

"..." Mo Ran shook his head, "The first forbidden technique, I know too little, it's hard to say, I don't know."

This sentence is not true. Although Mo Ran doesn't want to lie to Chu Wanning anymore, there are some things that he really can't tell Chu Wanning clearly.

He dared not speak.

Really, as long as he can remember, he has had very few stable days. The sum of his two lives may not exceed one year.

A person who has been wandering for decades suddenly asked him to sit down, gave him a pot of hot tea and a handful of bonfires, how could he be willing to get up and leave again, how could he be willing to shatter this dream with his own hands.

So he can only say, don't know.

But he was restless in his heart, he was almost sure that the owner of that hand would not be that simple.Otherwise, why didn't Xu Shuanglin in his previous life do such a quick thing to collect the five spirit bodies and slaughter them recklessly?If it wasn't for someone who was reborn to instruct him, confuse him, and develop according to normal things, Xu Shuanglin probably hasn't figured out how to revive Luo Fenghua at this time...

What's more, when Jin Chengchi, Bai Zi controlled by Xu Shuanglin once said to Chu Wanning: "If you think that I am the only one who knows the three forbidden arts in the world, then you probably won't live for too long."

Mo Ran felt that Xu Shuanglin must know that some people who should not have survived in this world came to this world.But at the same time, he also felt that although Xu Shuanglin knew that there were reborn people, he didn't know that he was also reborn.

Otherwise, why didn't he directly expose his old background when the Confucianism School was fighting?His memory scroll, as long as he gets some ink-burning memories and puts it in the fire, no matter how good Chu Wanning treats himself, I'm afraid he won't want this apprentice again.Then everything would be over, and he, Mo Weiyu, would never recover.

Why didn't Xu Shuanglin do this?

Two possibilities:

First, he was, for some reason, unable to do so.

The second is that he doesn't know his hole cards yet.

But no matter what the situation is, Mo Ran is very passive at the moment, and there are too few clues in his hands. If the other party is cautious and no longer reveals the clues, then he may only be able to stand in the open and wait. The knife with a cold light stabbed at his back at any time.

Mo Ran pursed his lips, his thick eyelashes drooping, trembling slightly.

I can't control that much anymore. In his previous life, he lived in hatred, was selfish, and did all kinds of crazy things.In this life, no matter what the ending is, he wants to try his best to live every day, try his best to make up for those who owe him, try his best to protect Shizun, Shi Mo, Xue Meng, and protect the summit of life and death.

Do your best to keep this moment of warmth that you couldn't ask for.

Zheng Wu was in a daze, and suddenly a fisherman rushed over and shouted to Mo Ran and the others: "It's not good, two immortals, something happened!"

Mo Ran was startled, his arms were on the ground, he jumped up immediately, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The head of the big household on the island went to sea a few days ago and just came back this morning. She, she heard what happened from the village head, and she was very dissatisfied with the village head's handling. She lost her temper and refused to let those old people and children live In the vacated room. She has kicked everyone out by now, and the people you brought are all standing outside."

The fisherman is kind-hearted, and his eyes get moist as he talks.

"It's so pitiful, it's so cold, I don't even want to give you a piece of clothing or a quilt... The head of the household also said..."

Chu Wanning also stood up, her face gloomy: "What else did she say?"

"She also said...these people from Linyi just now ate the dry food from Feihua Island and drank the water from Feihua Island. They wanted...to settle the money with them. When slaves...stay on the island to serve..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Wanning was already furious, and the moon-white robe flew away, rushing towards the village in the center of the island.

The author has something to say:

Chatting with a friend today, she complained about the name of the essay, so the small theater contributed her modified colorful essay name:

"The Emperor's House Has a Little Shrewd Wife"

"The Overlord of the World Overlord Wife"

"Cold Lovely Wife: Master, where can I escape!" "

After reading it, I feel that the whole world is floating in the colorful clouds of Mary Sue 23333333

Then I will also contribute a bit of the title modified from "Friends"~

"After Marriage, I Found That My Husband Actually Loved a Man——The Secret Story of Empress Song's Blood and Tears"

"A wrong payment of true love, the sweetheart parted with him for life and death"

"Infatuated man, you are willing to chase after water, why? "

"Good Daoist, how do you know that the elder brother who kindly washes your clothes is actually a black wolf! "