The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

"what……"

Many elderly people couldn't stand this kind of ambiguity between master and apprentice, and immediately covered their mouths with their sleeves and frowned.

"How decent is this!"

The female cultivator held the tea bowl in her hand, lowered her head and said, "I thought it was weird at the time, so I was stunned for a moment. But both of them are famous masters, and I dare not think anything that is against human relations. But looking back at this time, the two of them are really not quite right."

She paused, then continued: "There is also what everyone mentioned just now, what Shi Mingjing said before he was taken away. At that time, his words were vague, I just felt awkward, and I didn't think about it carefully. Now that I think about it, he It means that Mo Ran once liked him, but later changed his mind and fell in love with Chu Wanning again."

Everyone fell silent.

Many previously inconspicuous details became clear one by one at this time.

Suddenly someone whispered: "Did you all go when the Tianyin Pavilion robbed the prisoner? When Chu Wanning comforted him, I seemed to see him kissing his forehead."

"Ah!" The detailed description is even more disgusting, but it makes people more curious, "Who kissed whom?"

The man scratched his head and explained: "Chu Wanning kissed Mo Ran."

"..."

"Didn't you see it?"

Everyone expressed that they didn't see it clearly, so the man spread his hands and said, "Okay, then pretend that I didn't say it. Maybe my eyesight is wrong."

But in many cases, "just pretend I didn't say it" is actually nonsense, which is similar to "I don't know if I should say something or not".

Can the spilled water be recovered?So the disgust became more and more obvious.When the master and apprentice are together, if the apprentice takes the initiative, it will be better, but if the master takes the initiative, this layer of taboo will be covered with a layer of stench, and it will appear particularly ulterior motives and disrespect for the teacher.

Of course, this kind of private discussion and speculation is not limited to this ruined temple.As the biggest suspects, Mo Ran and Chu Wanning became the talk of the streets.

The so-called good things do not go out, and evil things travel thousands of miles. The topic of "teacher and apprentice filial piety" will make people drowsy, while "teacher and apprentice cheating" can make the eyes of the whole dinner table focus on a chattering on the mouth.Even if some people are suspicious and dissatisfied, it does not prevent the spread of rumors.

So I speculated about everything for a while—it was said that Mo Ran climbed to the top of the bed, that Xue Meng and Chu Wanning were also involved, and that Shi Mo and Chu Wanning might not be clean.In this way, the originally clean Beidou Xianzun became a perverted old man who liked to molest handsome young men.

"All mouths make money, and accumulation destroys bones" has never been an empty phrase.

"Look at his three apprentices, which one is not the most good-looking, if you say that he doesn't have such thoughts, do you believe it?"

"When Mo Ran first joined the Entrance Sect, didn't Chu Wanning refuse to accept him? I have a friend I know in the summit of death and life. He told me that Mo Ran went to Honglian Waterside Pavilion for a night, and then Chu Wan Ning just accepted him—why? There is no need to ask, after sleeping, Mo Ran’s kung fu on the bed is good.”

The people who hooked up these details were itchy in their hearts, and they talked about it with more relish.

"Mo Ran was just an adult at that time, and Chu Wanning was really good at it."

"Suddenly understand why the female nun who peeked at him in the shower was beaten to death. I'm afraid she saw something that shouldn't be seen."

There was an ambiguous silence, and then a local ruffian smiled maliciously and said, "Hey, I'm actually a little curious. Tell me, when the two of them are sleeping, who is on top and who is below?"

"It must be Mo Ran below. You all know Chu Wanning's temper. He is so arrogant that he will not find an apprentice to sleep with him."

"Thinking about it this way, Mo Ran is really pitiful... being forced to sleep with an old man who is so many years older than me, has a strong temper and is difficult to serve, and he is not the best-looking, it must be disgusting Bar."

"Ugh……"

And these gossips were not the most intense, as time went by, several Zhenlong chess pieces were recognized as disciples of the summit of life and death.

If one or two is still a coincidence, then every time the clues caught point to the pinnacle of death and life, no matter how innocent the sect is, it will inevitably become the target of public criticism, causing great panic.

In the past few days, people came to the summit of death and life one after another to argue, but they were all rejected.

"Master Xue is not here, let's talk about it in a few days."

"Where did Xue Zhengyong go?"

Seeing the other party calling the Lord's name directly, the little disciple guarding the door became angry: "Since the mutation, the head of my family has been running around day and night, busy leveling the chess pieces, doing everything by himself, wherever there is suffering, he will be there, you find it yourself!"

Those who made troubles sneered: "Busy to settle the chess pieces? I think they are busy manipulating the chess pieces, colluding with the criminal Mo Ran Chu Wanning."

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"I'm talking nonsense?" The human said, "Mo Ran practiced forbidden techniques, Chu night Ning robbed prisoners and escaped, Xue Zhengyi kept pleading for Mo Ran before the combination, these days there are disciples who are at the top of life and death everywhere, and they are made into Zhenlong chess Who would believe that there is nothing tricky behind your sect?"

In the face of these fragmented challengers, after hearing the report, Xue Zhengyi always sighed wearily and said: "The clean is self-cleaning. In this world, if you can do what you are doing well, you are already thankful." Now, don't pay attention to what they say, let them go."

On this day, someone came to the mountain gate again, and brought some corpses with them, saying that they would make Death and Life pay for their lives.

It was late at night when Xue Zhengyi came back, he was covered in blood, and he was injured in several places.While listening to Mrs. Wang telling him these things, he washed the mud off his face, took a breath, and didn't say anything immediately.

Mrs. Wang said: "It's not a solution to go on like this, do you think you should go to Tianyin Pavilion for help..."

"Ask Tianyin Pavilion for help?" Xue Zhengyong squinted his eyes, there was a scratch left by a zombie on his cheek, "I don't think Tianyin Pavilion is right. That Mu Yanli is like a clay bodhisattva, muddled , It's just a fool."

Mrs. Wang hurriedly covered his mouth: "Don't talk nonsense."

"..."

"I know you feel uncomfortable." Mrs. Wang sighed and touched his face, "But what can I do? They are descendants of gods, a thousand-year-old faction established by the gods, and they are known for their majesty. So even 300 years ago, no one dared to question them during the Pingwang disaster, so what strength do you have to shake it?"

Xue Zhengyi's eyes were angry, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.In the end, he threw away the towel that was used to clean the wound, and went to the window alone, and stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the crescent moon outside.

"What do you think Ran'er is doing now." After a long time, he asked with a hoarse voice.

Mrs. Wang dragged her long skirt and walked to his side: "Husband..."

The moonlight shone on the man's face, and the smile on the face that had always been joking and joking was gone, and it looked so tired, even a bit old-fashioned.

"Although he is not my brother's own, he even killed my nephew. But for so many years...do you understand? For so many years, I have him...I..."

"I understand. You don't need to say any more, I know all about it." Mrs. Wang's eyes were also a little red, "I am the same."

Xue Zhengyi buried his face in his palms, rubbing his hands in pain and depression, then suddenly arched his body and coughed violently.

After finally stopping the cough, he moved his hand away, but there was a palm full of blood.

Mrs. Wang was stunned, and immediately became anxious: "Why are you hurt so badly? Lie down quickly and let me see."

"It's nothing to look at." Xue Zhengyi wiped the blood dry with a handkerchief, "It's just a little internal injury, it will be fine after a few days."

"Don't run outside again tomorrow, look at the head of another family, who is doing everything by yourself like you?"

Xue Zhengyi seemed to be trying to force a smile, but he was too tired, physically and mentally exhausted, and his smile fell halfway: "Ran'er and Yuheng are still missing, and the cultivation world is not peaceful these days. A few days ago, there was a murder case in Wuchang Town at the foot of the mountain, and nine people died. Let me sit down at this time?"

"..." Mrs. Wang stared at him silently with her beautiful eyes open.

Xue Zhengyi patted her on the head: "You also know me, it's impossible."

Mrs. Wang bit her lip and said, "Then you should rest for at least a day. Your internal injury has caused you to vomit blood, so don't take it lightly. Have you forgotten how your brother got there?"

The last trace of smile on Xue Zhengyong's face froze.

He saw Mrs. Wang's eyelashes drooping, and there was a faint glint of water under the soft eyelash curtains, and he couldn't help feeling sad, and said, "You, don't cry... I'm lucky... Oh, it's all right , then I will stay in the sect tomorrow, I will not go anywhere, I will rest for a day, and then I will go out again, is this okay for the head office?"

Mrs. Wang choked up and said: "I don't care about you, I can't control you, I can go wherever you want."

"How can it be?" Xue Zhengyi smiled bitterly, "Okay, don't worry. You see, I haven't seen any big storms and waves in the past few decades. It's okay. Trust me, everything will get better."

On the second day, Xue Zhengyi did not go out as expected, but he was not idle either, sorting out the context in the library, thinking hard.

"My lord, the young master has stewed medicine for you, drink it while it's hot."

Xue Zhengyong said: "Leave it alone."

He was thinking about the important point, and he didn't have the mood to get up and leave, and he was busy until the afternoon.Later, due to the attack of abdominal rib internal injury, I remembered to drink the already cold medicine slowly.

Stepping out of the Library Pavilion, Xue Zhengyong asked the disciple guarding the door: "Where are Madam and Xue Meng?"

"The young master has just returned from the foot of the mountain, and Madam is burning incense in the ancestral hall to pray for blessings. Are you going to call them?"

Xue Zhengyi originally wanted to talk to them and rest for a while.But when he was about to speak, he felt dizzy in front of his eyes—after all, he was old, and he was no longer a young man in his twenties, and he could recover well after being injured and sleeping.

He had to accept his old age.

"Forget it, don't bother them." Xue Zhengyi endured the pain and forced a smile, "I'll go to the meditation room to meditate for a while, if there is anything, just come and find me there."

"Yes, my lord."

Xue Zhengyi raised his hand and patted that disciple's shoulder. It was probably because of the sudden fusion during this period of time, and his whole mood was a little desolate. Looking at the little disciple in front of him at this time, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly, he is really the most green good times.

As for him, if he could do something more for these young people's good times, that would be great.

"Let's go, those books that I messed up, please..."

He hadn't finished speaking when suddenly someone rushed over and knelt down when he saw Xue Zhengyong, with a look of imminent disaster on his face, and said: "My lord! It's not good!"

This bluff made Xue Zhengyong's abdomen hurt even more.Alas, really, if I knew it earlier, I should let Tanlang have a diagnosis and treatment first.

His face was slightly pale, but he still endured the pain and asked, "Hurry up, what's wrong?"

The disciple said anxiously: "Danxin Hall has all the sects in the upper cultivation world, even including Gu Yueye, the largest sect in the world."

Xue Zhengyi's heart skipped a beat, he had vaguely guessed the reason, but he still said: "...What are they here for?"

"It is said that during this period of time, there are too many complaints and doubts about the peak of death and life. They said that they can no longer sit idly by, and they want to press the Lord and ask the Lord for an explanation." The more the disciple said, the more panicked, Almost in tears, "Master, look at their posture, I'm afraid they want to force us to disperse."

"..." Xue Zhengyong's face was livid, he gritted his molars, raised his hand and touched a few acupuncture points on his abdominal ribs, and endured the discomfort, he said, "It's really not true, it's too deceiving."

He turned his head and said to the guard at Zangshu Pavilion: "Don't tell Madam about this beforehand, lest she worry too much."

"Yes."

After finishing the order, Xue Zhengyi picked up the young summoner who was kneeling on the ground, feeling helpless, and said with a sullen face, "Follow me to the front hall."