The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

This is Chu Wanning's second birthday after returning to hermitage.

His first birthday, that is, last year, was very regrettable and absurd.

Because on that day last year, Mo Ran's body happened to be in charge of Ta Xianjun's personality.Although he couldn't fully remember what he did when he was in the state of stepping on Xianjun in the state of Mo Zongshi, he could still remember some sporadically.

Ta Xianjun from Xialiba is an honest man who thinks "gold represents my heart". He doesn't know anything about romance. He simply believes that there are only two ways to express love:

[-]. Sleeping with him repeatedly.

Two, spend money on him.

There was nothing serious about it, sleeping with him repeatedly meant that Chu Wanning was the only one in the world who could ignite his lust, and spending money on him meant that Chu Wanning was the only one in the world who could touch his purse.Although the soil is a bit soiled, Dijun can't think of other more elegant ideas, so he can make do with it.

But the problem lies in the timing of Ta Xianjun's gift of gold. He tossed people all night on their birthday, and the next day he brought back nine baskets of gold bars and placed them in front of his house in a majestic manner. Yundi waved his hand and said happily: "Chu Wanning! This is my reward for you! Are you satisfied with everything you see? If you are satisfied, then--"

I don't know what's behind it, Ta Xianjun has been connected to his gold bars, and Tian Wen, who was summoned by Chu Wanning, was knocked to the ground.

Poor Ta Xianjun couldn't figure out why he would suffer such a severe beating if he rewarded someone with money after sleeping.He really didn't have any other intentions, he just wanted to prove his heart, is there any problem with giving money after sleeping?Should it be given before bed?Should it be given while sleeping?

Should one move be counted as a one-time fee, a small move of [-] and a big move of [-]?

88 eighteen ten...

He sat silently on the tree stump in a daze, thinking about what he would do if he was under another personality.After thinking about it for a long time, I feel that in that case, I should not give gold directly, but will replace these gold with soft and comfortable clothes, exquisite and delicious dishes, fresh and interesting playing tools...or in Chu Wanning On the day of the birthday, Guangji poor people will definitely win the joy and praise of Chu Wanning.

It's too flamboyant.

Ta Xianjun thought angrily, beat his legs secretly in anger: how cunning!How despicable!What a dog!

Chu WanNing still felt that Master Mo was honest.

--Pooh! !

Only he himself in this world knows who he is!

Master Mo's deeds, which seem like a gentleman like the wind, are actually a bunch of fluffy things, really make him feel ashamed! !What happened to sending gold?Isn't it good to send gold?How true!How rustic!

Why can't these people see his heart of gold!

He turned his back to the hut where he and Chu Wanning lived, and held his cheeks and legs on the tree stump. He was secretly depressed for a long time. Finally, Chu Wanning planned to come out and talk to him. There were signs of reconciliation, but unexpectedly at this time Tao The owner of Baoshanzhuang's Ma Zhuang cried his father and mother to touch the mountain, passed through the enchantment, hugged Chu Wanning's thigh and began to complain:

"Grandmaster Chu, it doesn't make sense! Immortal Mo went down the mountain for no reason and emptied the two warehouses of my Taobao Villa, saying that a smile is worth a thousand dollars..."

Chu Wanning's face that had just eased down was blue again.

That night, until Mo Ran switched back to Master Mo's personality, Chu Wanning did not allow him to enter the house.Mo Ran wrote three thousand times later, "I will never go to the foot of the mountain to steal chickens and get money to do evil, and I can't do it on credit." This matter is considered to be revealed.

With such a painful lesson from last year, Mo Ran dare not take it lightly this year.

Fortunately, counting the days of this year, on the day of Master's birthday, he was in charge of his body with a relatively normal consciousness, so there shouldn't be any trouble.

Although in the memory of Ta Xianjun he shared with the fate, he saw that this year Ta Xianjun still wanted to prepare some congratulatory gifts for the master in advance, but Ta Xianjun's nature could not appear on that day, and it is estimated that there will be no disturbances.This is probably just because he received a cold reception last year, and he was afraid that he would be overwhelmed by Grandmaster Mo this year, so he wanted to compete for favor.

Let's fight.

Mo Zongshi thought to himself, everyone's most difficult opponent is himself, and he is fearless.

And to be honest, he actually wanted to see what kind of state he had prepared for this year's congratulatory gift, which would win the master's approval and happiness the most.

"Birthday gift?"

In the bedroom of the master of death and life, Xue Meng stared at Mo Ran who came quietly.The latter was sitting at the square table with huanghuali Luoguo and plum blossoms, fiddling with the teacup in front of him, and said with a smile: "Yes, what do you think will make people feel the most satisfied?"

"Who are you going to give it to?"

"An intimate person."

Because Chu Wanning is cold and cold, he has never celebrated his birthday at the peak of death and life before, and he will not tell his disciples what is his birthday.Later, Chu Wanning and Mo Ran returned to hermitage, and Mo Ran pestered him several times, and he finally let Mo Ran's mind relax, but he also asked Mo Ran not to tell others about it, especially Xue Meng. These juniors.

So Xue Meng naturally couldn't think of him.

But after thinking about it, I really couldn't find a second gift-giving object worthy of Mo Ran's thoughtful consideration.Xue Meng thought about it, and suddenly thought that his birthday was approaching, ah, could it be——

Xue Meng was stunned, and then a warm current rushed into his heart.He stared at Mo Ran's eyes and suddenly became warm.

Ink burning: "???"

Xue Meng coughed twice. Although he was happy in his heart, he maintained his aloofness and reservedness as the head of the sect, and said indifferently: "For the matter of birthdays, it's good to have your mind, etiquette is not the most important thing."

The ink burned: "I still have to send some, that person has a very different relationship with me. Not only to send, but also to send the best."

"That's a shame. I don't lack anything—"

The ink burned slightly: "What?"

"Cough! I mean, they don't necessarily lack anything."

"Whether he is missing or not is one thing, but whether I send it or not is another."

In Xue Meng's heart, Ying Feicao grows even more, secretly said that Mo Ran is really on the road now, and it is really touching that such brothers and sisters are so considerate.He spent a lot of effort to keep his face sullen, pretending to be calm, and muttered: "...Since that's the case, then...let me think about it."

"it is good."

"How about the new set of soft armor embellished with emerald feathers made of gold and silver silk?"

"..."

That set of clothes was glittering with golden light, radiant and extravagant, like a peacock spreading its tail, but the effect of Chu Wanning's upper body was unimaginable.Mo Ran was silent for a moment, thought about it, and said to Xue Meng tactfully: "It's suitable for you." It's not suitable for him.

Xue Mengxi said: "Then it's settled, just this."

"...Think about it again." Mo Ran couldn't bear to hit his taste, and said implicitly, "Although Jiang Dongtang's costumes are good, they are not treasures. Help me think of something more precious?"

Xue Meng suddenly opened his eyes, and stuttered: "This, how embarrassing this is!"

"?"

"Cough... I mean, it's almost enough, and it doesn't need to be so expensive."

"Birthdays come once a year, so you don't have to save money."

Xue Meng was so excited, he lowered his head and endured for a while, raised his hand and patted Mo Ran's shoulder vigorously: "Don't say anything, brother, I will remember what you said today."

Ink burning: "...???"

When Mo Ran wore a cloak and left from the peak of death and life, he still didn't get any inspiration from Xue Meng.

On the contrary, he also felt that Xue Meng was very inexplicable today, even a little abnormal, showing joy, excitement, emotion and other emotions at every turn.Although he tried his best to restrain himself, it had little effect.

Is it too tiring to be the master...

Do you want to write a letter to remind Elder Greedy Wolf, to give Xue Meng a pulse in time, don't be delayed by illness, Xue Meng is really not easy, alas.

In the next period of time, Mo Ran unannounced visits to famous buildings and shops in the world of comprehension, and read all the rare treasures.It's not that those treasures are bad, it's just that he thinks they are either too vulgar, too gorgeous, or too ordinary, and they can't match his loving heart.He wants to turn all his friendship into tangibles and dedicate it to Chu Wanning, but he doesn't know what can hold his affection.There is a sea in his heart, but there is only Shao Sheng in the world of mortals.

Why is there nothing in the world that can be pretended to enter the world he wants to give to Chu Wanning?

He was so anxious that he lost his mind.

He even managed to get a "Cultivation Celebrity Gift List" from the black market. The little dwarf who sold the book boasted that this book recorded in detail the list of gifts given to each other by famous people in the cultivation world in the past 30 years.

Regardless of whether the book dealer is bragging or not, Mo Ran believed it, and he held this book for a long time to study.

"Nangong Si once gave Ye Wangxi a handkerchief with 'Si' embroidered on the corner."

"Rong Yan once presented Nangong with a quiver, which was made by Mrs. Rong herself."

"..."

Suddenly seeing the records related to these old people, Mo Ran couldn't help sighing, his eyes dimmed.

Ye Wangxi has wandered around the world all these years, and went out of the world alone. She plans to save some money after traveling all over the world, and then reopen a small school in Linyi, the hometown of Confucianism.

It is said that many, many years before Nangong Changying founded the sect, there was an aristocrat in Linyi who opened a school to teach apprentices the six virtues, six lines and six arts. The head of Changying Tai was the last disciple of this school.Later, the academy declined for some reason, and Nangong Changying mastered it well, and based on the teachings taught by his teacher, he developed his own concept of "Seven Precepts of Confucianism". of glory.

Going around now, the school of Confucianism has been destroyed, and the glory is no longer there, but Ye Wangxi has at least kept the fire of the Confucian gentleman, and passed it down in the form of the original school.

Maybe thousands of years later, it will be another reincarnation.

Mo Ran shook his head, then read on——

"Nangong Liu once gave Qi Liangji seven pieces of peony and silk bellybands worn by Feng, and the corners were embroidered with gold thread to ward off evil spirits, 'You are so coquettish', 'Why are you wearing Rong Yan's clothes' and other obscenities..."

"..."

After reading it word by word, Mo Ran froze, and immediately aroused a strong nausea, he gave a disgusted "噫", and quickly turned the page of the "Confucian Style Ceremony List".

"Gifts on a Lonely Moon Night."

"Female disciple Zhao Tiantian presented Jiang Yechen with a pair of jade buckles."

"Female disciple Zhou Yanyan presented Jiang Ye and Shen Fengyu with a folding fan."

"Female disciple Zhang Chunchun presented Jiang Yechen with a golden ear stove."

There are about forty pages of all these.

They are all records of Jiang Xi's female disciples giving him things when he was not the head of the sect, and there are even a few very thoughtful brothers and sisters interspersed in it.

Mo Ran couldn't help but fell into deep thought... Jiang Xi, wouldn't he make a fortune from his beauty?

Scroll down again.

"The above forty pages of gifts were all discarded by Jiang Yechen."

Row.

... He misunderstood him.

Jiang Yechen is really a wonderful person.

After searching for a long time, Mo Ran didn't find any inspiration for giving gifts. Instead, he inexplicably saw that Mei Hanxue recently gave Xue Meng a top-grade Tianshan snow lotus that has a miraculous effect on nourishing the brain.

Snow lotus is a good thing, the master is so smart, although it doesn't need to be supplemented, but if it can be picked to raise a pond, it is very suitable.

It's a pity that after Chu Wanning returned to hermitage, she loved chaimen to hear the dog's bark and return to people on a snowy night. I don't like extravagance. Otherwise, if I do what I want, the whole Nanping Mountain will be uprooted. , how can the quietness and leisure of two huts and one yard be maintained.

Mo Ran sighed and closed the scroll.

It just so happened that the sun had already set in the west at this time, and the soft orange light was shining through the tissue paper on the windows.Today, the master got up on the spur of the moment and made some Chaoshou, which was already cooked by this time.The colliding voice of porcelain jade came from the small kitchen: "Mo Ran, come and help."

"It's here."

Mo Ran responded, and the depths of Nanping Bamboo Forest flowed his favorite food smell at this moment.It's not as strong as stir-frying hot pot, but it can iron people's hearts calm and gentle every time, just like still water.

In the kitchen, a little yellow and white dog they adopted last year ran out, helping Chu Wanning to urge the ink to burn, and circled him twice, sticking out his tongue and turning around, burning the ink all the way Lead over.

"Move the dining table to the yard, wipe it off, and hold a small jar of wine."

Chu Wanning was standing in front of the stove, the wooden pot lid had been lifted, and there were plump and round dragon chaoshou inside, and the thin and crystal chaste skin was covered with delicate meat stuffing, waiting to be scooped into a bowl and sprinkled with Bright red and fragrant toppings.Chu Wanning asked casually in the steaming mist: "What book are you reading outside, so engrossed?"

"Idle books." Mo Ran smiled and rolled up his sleeves to move the wooden table.

As soon as the arms are exerted, the muscles and meridians become prominent.

Chu Wanning frowned and said: "Read more good books. I heard that there have been a lot of absurd scripts out recently. Don't bring them back to Nanping Mountain. There are many wood spirits visiting here, and some wood monsters are still young. It is useless to read them, and it is ruined to teach them later.”

The ink burned and said with a smile: "Yes."

Moving the table, I went out under the jubilant barking of the little dog "Wow, woof".

When eating, Mo Ran bit his chopsticks in a daze.

And the little local dog squatted by the table for two, happily biting a piece of meat bone without salt.

Chu WanNing looked at him, then at the dog, and felt that this person and the dog looked alike, but one bit the stick and the other the bone.He asked, "What are you thinking?"

Mo Ran came back to his senses: "Ah...Master. I was thinking..."

"Ok?"

The ink burns and stops talking.

Of course he can't ask Chu Wanning what he wants. First, the master will definitely not say it. Second, even if the master said it, the surprise will be gone. I am afraid that the effect will not be as good as the nine baskets of gold.

So Mo Ran changed to a more tactful way, and asked cautiously: "I don't know what else is missing in our house? Do you think there is anything else to add?"

"No. It's all quite complete." Chu Wanning said, "Since I raised the dog's head, I even feel that it is a bit noisy and cramped here, so there is no need to add anything."

The dog's head is a little dog. Now that it has gnawed the bones, it gnaws at the corner of Chu Wanning's robe.

It was naughty by nature, and was dying when it was brought back. Chu Wanning saved it, and it lived with them.After a long time, I like to go to the house to uncover the tiles, jump around and look for beatings. Chu Wanning always despises it and despises it, but in the end he still loves it. The corner of his robe has been gnawed. Never pulled it out.

The dog head happily wagged its tail.

Mo Ran asked: "Then expand the room?"

"It takes a lot of work, it's annoying."

"..."

"I'll do it all by myself?"

"It's noisy enough, and you will add to the chaos." Chu Wanning raised her eyes slightly, stared at him and said, "If you have spare money, why don't you go down the mountain and build a house. One for the dog, one for you, one for me ?"

"You can also share a room with me, Master, and Goutou can live by himself."

"Then it may drift to the point where it doesn't know who it is."

"Pfft." Mo Ran lowered his head and smiled and asked, "Doghead, do you think I treat you well? I will squeeze into a room with Master, and I will build you a separate room. Where can you find a master who loves you so much?"

The yellow and white dog's head squinted at him, squinting at him with a human-like expression.It seems to be saying, why do you want to squeeze into a room with Chu Wanning? You don't know what to do in your heart?You can show some face.

"..."

No results.

Calculating that the birthday is getting closer and closer, it is not a few days away. Mo Ran couldn't help being sleepless that night. After Chu Wanning fell asleep, he put his hands behind his head and stared at the beam for a long time stay.

Taking advantage of Master's birthday, it is a good idea to renovate the Nanping Hut to make it more beautiful and comfortable.But that would require more land and houses, and it would be better to search for some rare treasures, armor maps, build a book library, build a mech room, and build a treasure house...

Alas, forget it, think about it, I know that Master will be unhappy, think that he didn't spend the money in the right place, and find it troublesome to take care of it.

Just as he was feeling melancholy, he suddenly heard a strange movement coming from outside.

The ink burned and caught it all at once.

dog head?

wrong.Turning his gaze, he saw the yellow and white puppy curled up in the corner sleeping soundly, and immediately dismissed the idea.

...Could it be a thief?

But the place where they retreated was covered with an enchantment, except for Xue Meng and Ma Yun who had received tokens, they could come in and out at will, and other mortals were not allowed to enter easily.

Unless the visitors are not human beings.

The thing moved very lightly, but it couldn't escape his eyes and ears. It seemed that something was quietly approaching their residence.Mo Ran held his breath, and was about to sit up quietly and look out from the window, when he heard the thing close to the hut "dud-tak-duk", knocking the door three times in a low voice.

"?"

In the middle of the night, who would touch Nanping Mountain and knock on the door of their house at this time?