The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

When Mo Ran woke up the next day, he couldn't remember what happened after being drunk.

But he doesn't remember, but Chu Wanning will not forget.

After that day, he knocked around and confirmed that Mo Ran really lost his memory of many past events, so he became more and more disturbed.It took him a long time, and he finally found a record of this formation from a medicine scripture in the Zangshu Pavilion on the Peak of Death and Life.

Light poured in from the window: "Eight sufferings and long regrets..."

Fingertips stroked the dark lines depicted on the scroll, and Chu Wanning took out the charm drawn by Xiaolong again. The two were compared, but they were exactly the same.

It is a black heart, which can be easily identified as Zhong Qing Jue at first glance, but Zhong Qing Jue has a sesame seed-sized margin on the left side of the heart, while this one is reversed and is on the right.

The traces of the spell displayed by the little dragon correspond to the effect of the spell. From this point of view, this may be a kind of flower Gu similar to Zhong Qing Jue, but with the opposite effect?

In the empty scripture pavilion, the ancient books were mixed with ancient magic texts, which was not easy to understand.Although Chu Wanning has somewhat dabbled in the magic text, it still looks very difficult and obscure.

He read word by word very slowly, but every time he understood a sentence, the shock in his heart grew even stronger.

"Eight Suffering and Everlasting Hate Flower, Demon Seed." Chu Wanning said in a low voice as Shui Se's thin lips parted slightly, "It is said that thousands of years ago, it was brought into the world by Gouchen Shanggong from the Demon Realm."

On the book is a seed with a strange appearance, and next to it is a drop of blood and a wisp of thin smoke.

"This kind of cultivation is very difficult. It needs to be drip-irrigated with devil blood for ten years, and then melted with a wisp of the soul of the owner before it can germinate and bloom."

Chu Wanning murmured: "You need the blood of the devil and the soul of the owner to grow out? But in this world... there are no pure devils."

However, the descriptions in the literature may not be all correct, and there is no need to study them carefully.

He then looked down and saw a heart drawn on the silk, and a double-petaled flower blooming brilliantly to the right of the heart.Next to this illustration, there is another complex magic text: "This magic flower cannot grow in soil, cannot grow in water, cannot live in view of the sky, cannot live in view of the earth, only the human heart can support it."

Chu WanNing was surprised, this is actually a flower that can only bloom in the heart?

Looking down, it is even more shocking.

The meaning written on the silk book is roughly that once a person is planted with the flower of eight bitternesses and long-term hatred, he will go through three stages.

In the first stage, the host is not much different from the past, but will gradually become depressed, easily speculate on others maliciously, and gradually forget some good memories.At this stage, although it is difficult to remove the Flower of Eight Bitterness and Everlasting Regret, as long as it is discovered in time, the effect can still be suppressed slowly. If the situation is good, the Flower of Everlasting Regret will eventually fall into dormancy and it will be difficult to be effective again.

But if it is not discovered at this time, then according to the host itself, it can take ten or eight years at a slower rate, or at a faster rate, it only needs the emotional intensification of a certain major event, and the Flower of Eight Bitterness and Everlasting Hate will grow to the second stage.

At this stage, the host will quickly forget all the pure memories related to "pureness", "tenderness" and "hope", and will repeatedly recall the ups and downs and setbacks, malice and bullying in life.

The eight sufferings in life, birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment, hatred, love and parting, five yin and blaze, will be remembered by the host.

Deep into the bone marrow.

When Chu Wanning read this, his face was as white as frost and snow.

Ink burning... Isn't that the case?

He forgot his childhood wish, he forgot the letters he wrote stroke by stroke, and he no longer had such a clear impression of his mother.

He continued to look down, and at the third stage, the host would become bloodthirsty and violent, irrational...

He will retaliate thousands of times and thousands of times for the suffering he suffered in the past.

Chu Wanning seemed to be swaying Mo Ran grinning in the blood of the Confucianism School before his eyes. One hand was filled with spiritual power and slammed into the monk's body.

Fingers full of blood, he pulled out the heart abruptly and crushed it.

How many people cried for forgiveness, and there were corpses and corpses everywhere, but Mo Ran just laughed long and loudly, his eyes flashed with intense and crazy luster, and he kept saying a sentence in his mouth:

"You hit three feet, but you can't find a tenth... It's hard to find a tenth!"

Ruthless, crazy, evil, ferocious.

Why did Mo Ran become like this?

It was not that I had no doubts at the time, but the effect of the Flower of Eight Sufferings and Everlasting Hate gradually deepened layer by layer, and the most important point was—it was also written in the silk book—that this kind of magic flower would not happen for no reason. Instead of breeding tyranny, it will expand the host's own hatred and desire.

In other words, these hatreds and desires belong to Mo Ran, no one wronged him.

Mo Ran really thought about slaughtering the Confucianism School, really wanted to be the only one in the world, and really hated and resented Chu Wanning, but this kind of emotion may only be for a moment, or it may be buried deep in my heart, and even I have almost forgotten it A period of fantasies.

It's just that the flower of bitterness and long-term hatred will dig out all the hatred in his heart and put it into practice.

In this way, in the eyes of outsiders, although the host who fell into the Flower of Everlasting Hate was insane, his hatred was well-founded, instead of suddenly changing his temperament and becoming another completely different person.People will think "he slowly became like this because of hatred", instead of thinking "he slowly became like this because of a curse".

Because of this, almost no one will be able to easily detect the eight bitter and long hate flowers in Mo Ran's body, and when others find out, they are often in the second and third stages. It is absolutely impossible to remove or contain it .

After reading this record, Chu Wanning couldn't return to God for a long time.

What kind of feeling do you have in your heart?

surprise?regret?anger?fear?Or regret...

he does not know.

He was sitting on the slightly dilapidated floor of the Library Pavilion due to years of disrepair. It was afternoon, and the sun was still warm, but when it shone on him, it couldn't bring back any heat.

Chu Wanning sat in the book file for a long time, he felt that there seemed to be an invisible and intangible person standing behind him, that person smiled faintly, entrenched like ghosts and undead, watching their every move from behind the scenes Every move, every word.

He lowered his head again, looking at the sentence written on the silk——

"In the first stage, if it is discovered in time, although the Everlasting Regret Flower is difficult to pull out, it can be contained, and the host will not lose its original intention."

This sentence, Chu Wanning came back and forth, and repeated it countless times.

In the end, he was stunned to find that there were drops of water dripping, slowly smudged on the silk.He stretched out his cold hand, trying to wipe the water stain.

But before the hands touched the silk surface, they instinctively turned to the face, covering the wet eyelashes and trembling eyelids.

It's his fault, it's his fault.It's because he has always been arrogant, and he values ​​his face more than anything else. It's because he doesn't want to say anything openly.

If discovered in time...

No, lose your heart.

But after so many years, he didn't notice anything. The so-called Wanye Yuheng Beidou Xianzun didn't even realize that his apprentice became the host of the magic flower. In the long night, involved in the bloody feud.

How could he have the face to occupy the honorable position, how could he have the face to be called "Master" by Mo Ran?

If detected in time.

A sentence is like a nightmare, like a curse, lingering in his ears, a thorn on his back, he is choking like a thorn, he is extremely shocked-he is a teacher in vain.

Looking back at this time, how long has the ink burning abnormality been?It's not a year or two, so many years of accompanying day and night, Mo Ran has been swallowed up by the darkness bit by bit from the shy and bright boy at the beginning, and soaked in the bloody wind bit by bit.

And as his master, I have been to this day—until everything is irreparable, and it is hard to look back. Until this time, I only realized that... He was in chaos, his body was like a boat, and he was in extreme pain I hate him so much—he is a teacher in vain! !

On that day, Chu Wanning didn't know how he packed up his emotions, how he slowly stepped out of the library pavilion, and walked among the empty bamboo forests on the top of life and death.

I don't know how I got back to the red lotus water pavilion, under the wisteria trellis, everything is in chaos.He sat there alone, from bright sunshine to dusk.

Later, a person walked into his field of vision.

The man had broad shoulders and narrow waist, with a dignified appearance.He stepped on the sunset glow all over the ground, and with a cup of floating light in his hand, he walked slowly towards the water pavilion.

Chu Wanning was in a daze, so he couldn't realize who it was and what year it was.That tall and handsome man overlapped with the boy in his memory——

He remembered that when he had been apprenticed to the teacher for a full month, Mo Ran carried a small clay pot entwined with bamboo and rattan, and ran excitedly to the Red Lotus Waterside Pavilion to find himself.

The boy ran too fast, his cheeks were reddish, he was panting, his eyes were amazingly bright.

"Master, I tasted a particularly delicious wine at the foot of the mountain. I made a little and I'll treat you to it."

Chu WanNing asked: "You haven't taken over the assignment yet, where did you get the money from?"

Mo Ran grinned: "Ask uncle to borrow it."

"...Why waste money?"

"Because the master likes me." Mo Ran smiled, holding the jug in both hands, and handing it to Chu Wanning, "I also like the master."

Chu Wanning still remembers his embarrassment and embarrassment at that time.

The young man's overtures were too fierce, he felt like a hot potato and couldn't hold it.

He flicked his sleeves and scolded: "Nonsense, what do you like or not. Don't say it again from now on."

"Well... that's fine." The young man scratched his head, "But if I eat well and drink well, I will definitely think of Master, and I want to taste it with Master."

"...I haven't drunk alcohol."

The ink burned and laughed: "Then you have to try it? Maybe the master is massive."

Chu Wanning pursed her lips, took the jug, opened it, sniffed it tentatively, and opened her eyes slightly.

"Is it fragrant?"

"Ah."

"Haha, drink some and see."

Chu Wanning took a sip, although it was strong, but the taste was mellow, and the lips and teeth were full of fragrance, Chu Wanning couldn't help but took another sip: "It's not bad, what is the wine called?"

Mo Ran grinned brightly: "This is called Lihuabai."

This was the first time he had drunk wine in his life, and he murmured and repeated: "Pear Blossom White...that's a good name."

Mo Ran was very happy: "If the master likes it, I will be able to accept the assignment in the future, and I will buy it for the master every day if I earn two dollars."

Chu Wanning took another sip, looked at him with his phoenix eyes, and his face was still dull: "Then your money may not be able to save."

Mo Ran smiled and said: "No need to save, all the money I earn is used to buy things for the master and uncles and aunts."

Chu Wanning didn't say a word, but she felt a crack in her heart, and there was a hint of sweetness oozing out.In order not to let Mo Ran see his joy, so as not to make people feel that "Elder Yuheng can get through with a glass of wine", he continued to hold the jug calmly and drank coldly.

Next to the newly recruited little apprentice, Chu Wanning sometimes feels very surprised, and his indifference is a wall for anyone.

Only this guy climbed over the wall happily, stroking the back of his head and looking around like a normal person.

I'm afraid I'm a fool.

Here, Mo Ran was thinking about what to buy to honor Master in the future, so he asked, "Does Master like to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

"Ah."

"Where's the lotus cake?"

"Ah."

"What about sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root?"

"Ah."

Mo Ran's dimples became more and more sweet, he smiled and said: "Master really likes sweet things."

Chu Wanning is not okay this time, he probably finally realized that sweets do not match his usual cold appearance.

He took another sip of the wine, and because he was annoyed, he took this sip quite boldly.Although the wine was sweet and mellow, it was still a bit punchy, and he choked on it.

Helpless to face, Chu Wanning felt that it was embarrassing to be choked while drinking, so he stubbornly resisted coughing, endured it, and the pungentness in his throat became more intense, which made his eyes, tails and nose tips feel a little dizzy red.

The young man next to him was still ambitious, talking about his not-so-great future, with a somewhat heroic meaning: "Then I will buy them all back for Master, and I will collect delicious food from all over the world, compile them into a booklet, and then accompany Let Master eat all over the world, and then..."

He turned around with a smile, suddenly startled.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Wanning: "..."

As a human teacher, wouldn't it be a big joke if he choked on the drink brought by his apprentice?

Hold on, don't cough.

As a result, the end of the eyes became more and more red, and there was even a layer of misty water vapor in the eyes.

Mo Ran was a little at a loss: "Did I say something wrong? Master, why are you crying?"

"..."

Chu Wanning stared at him, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, a little angry.

Mo Ran didn't feel his anger, and after a while, he seemed to understand a little bit, and his tone became very gentle in an instant: "Is it because no one bought it for the master before?"

Chu Wanning's anger became even worse.

Mo Ran said to himself: "Actually, I couldn't eat for a while, and I was almost starved to death. Later, I met a little brother on the road and gave me a pot of sweet rice porridge... I like it too It’s sweet, but no one could buy it for me before.”

This young man has a talent for exposing himself to others, and finally firmly believes that Chu Wanning's eyes were red because he was moved.

He took Chu Wanning's hand.

This is really unexpected, Chu Wanning grew up so big, except for the situation of teaching others spells, only Huaigui held his hand.He felt very surprised to be pulled over by a newly recruited disciple in such a reckless and unruly way.

He was about to get angry, but when he looked up, he saw his little accident. He was looking up at a handsome young face that still had childishness, and said seriously:

"Master, when I'm ready, I'll buy you candy."

The boy's brows and eyes are soft.

"I'll buy you the best candy, that's enough. My mother taught me, I want to repay my kindness."

I didn't go to school well, and I've been in music halls for a long time, and my speech is always so weird, and some words are always ridiculous.

However, Chu Wanning knew that he was burned at that time. He stared at Mo Ran for a while, then suddenly lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

After a long time, the strength of the wine finally slowed down, and Chu Wanning coughed a little uncomfortably, and said lightly: "Don't talk foolishly in the future. And..." It was also a sudden curiosity, he asked , "There is something I want to ask you."

"Master, just say it."

Chu Wanning hesitated, and finally asked with some embarrassment: "At that time, there were so many people in front of Tongtian Tower, why did they worship me?"

The young man Mo Ran spoke——

But at this moment, the memory was suddenly interrupted.

Stepping Xianjun held the jug, stood in front of Chu Wanning who had been in a daze, raised a finger, and poked his forehead.

"what happened?"

Chu Wanning's eyes slowly gained focus at this time, and he looked at the ink burning in front of him.

His face was pale and his expression was sinister. Although he was still handsome, it was hard to hide the tyranny in his bones.A pair of beast-like eagle eyes.

He is no longer the fiery boy he was back then.

it's already over.

He suddenly felt very tired, very, very tired.It is the extreme loss and pain that I have never experienced since I was under house arrest for so long.

He was so contradictory that he didn't even know how to face the man in front of him.

Chu WanNing turned his face away.

A big cold hand grabbed his chin and turned his face away.The light and shadow in the phoenix's eyes flowed, reflecting the last ray of red clouds in the sky, and also reflecting the slightly gloomy face of Ta Xianjun in the thick darkness: "Are you still angry?"

Chu Wanning closed his eyes for a long time, and his throat was hoarse: "No."

"The fever is gone?" Before Chu Wanning could answer, Mo Ran let go of his chin, touched his forehead, and said to himself, "Well, it's gone."

He sat down, and while patting the seal of the wine jar, he said: "Since the illness is cured, the anger has also disappeared. Let's have a drink with me today."

"..."

Knowing that there is an invisible behind-the-scenes master behind Ta Xianjun, knowing that the seemingly peaceful peak of death and life at this moment is actually perilous, knowing that there should be no surprises, and there should be no abnormalities.

But when the wine was poured out, and Mo Ran said lightly: "Pear Blossom White, your favorite wine.", he was still in a daze.

The fragrance floats out, as if it is separated from the world, as if it is unreal or real.

It was also the first wine he drank in his life.

I will never forget it in my life.

Chu Wanning raised his eyes and looked at the person who was pouring the wine. He knew that Mo Ran must not remember the past.He suddenly had a dull pain in his heart, and his throat was sore, so he picked up the wine cup and drank it down.

The wine is too strong, if you drink like this, you will choke.

But this time, Chu Wanning no longer had any scruples, even as if catching the floating grass in the torrent, he coughed violently, his eyes were red, his eyelashes were wet, and even tears finally fell——

The ink burned slightly, and there seemed to be a moment of trance in the eyes.

However, he quickly narrowed his eyes and grinned unhurriedly: "What's wrong, Master? Why are you crying?"

Chu night would rather bear it, even if it is heartbreaking, even if it is extremely painful, even if the truth is known, nothing can be done.

Or pull out the long hate flower.

Or find out who is behind it.

or die by himself.

Before that, he knew that he had to endure it.

Pretending not to know anything, pretending to be extremely angry, Chu Wanning closed his eyes, stretched his back as hard as he could, and said hoarsely: "Wine."

The ink burned slowly: "The wine is too strong?"

Chu Wanning didn't answer, filled another cup, drank it into the lungs, and burned it all the way.

"Why did you worship me?"

He opened his clouded eyes and looked into the distance. In the twilight, the Tongtian Tower still stands majestically.It's just that the young man who said with a smile, "Because I like you and think you are kind." never came back.

There are eight hardships in life.

Birth, old age, sickness and death.love parting.Can't ask for it.Resentment will.Five yin blazing.

It means eternal hatred.

There were so many opportunities to perceive the truth, but he missed them all, and when he finally realized the real reason for Mo Ran's distorted mind, he was already a useless person, unable to do anything.

At night, Chu Wanning watched Mo Ran sleeping soundly beside his pillow, the once pure face was covered with a layer of coldness, and his face was as white as paper.

He hated and complained.

When Mo Ran swung a knife to break justice with himself, he was also chilled, and when Mo Ran forced himself to be female, he also died of heart.

But in the long night, in the veil of desolation.

He was lying beside Emperor Taxian, and Chu Wanning, who finally knew the truth, only felt that the past hatred, resentment, disappointment, and death were all so absurd.

Mo Ran has already been poisoned by Gu poison, and all these actions are not his original intention at all.

The all-powerful Emperor Taxian has long been imprisoned and bound by iron chains.As a master, I can't do anything.

Because he didn't know how many pairs of eyes were watching behind him, he couldn't tell the truth to anyone.

He even couldn't show any mercy and gentleness to Mo Ran.He could only hate, complain, and die with a cold heart.

Only in the dead of night, in this Wushan Temple, deep in Su Mu, when Mo Ran fell asleep, could Chu Wanning get up and caress Mo Ran's pale face.

Only then can I say softly: "I'm sorry, Master didn't protect you well."