The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Chu Wanning frowned, and suddenly opened his eyes wide: "Why don't you wear clothes?"

"Ah?" Mo Ran looked down in a daze, saw his bare upper body, raised his hand to touch himself, and didn't know how to explain it for a while, "Uh..."

Chu Wanning looked at his guilty conscience, and felt a little bit overwhelmed, so he said seriously: "Mo Ran."

Mo Ran raised his hand: "Yes!"

"...The dog's head is still small, it may cultivate into a demon in the future, didn't I say it before, you have to set an example and not teach it to be bad?"

"Yes, yes."

Chu Wanning narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Then what are you doing?"

"..."

"Words...that's the right thing to say." Mo Ran muttered in his heart, but can this fat dog really become a spirit?It's probably useless to chant Buddha in its ear every day.Besides, what can dogs understand?Even if he sleeps Chu Wanning in front of the dog's head every day, the dog's head probably won't realize the true meaning of the dog's life.

But helplessly, what the master said was not easy to refute, so Mo Ran had to say euphemistically: "Wan Ning, listen to my explanation, things are not what you think. I didn't want to do anything secretly..."

Unexpectedly, the dog's head was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and suddenly interrupted his words, looking up at the dog's head and starting to bark in Mo Ran's arms.

Chu Wanning helped his forehead and gritted his teeth: "You let it go."

"Okay, okay." Mo Ran let go of the dog's head, "Actually, I..."

"What does it look like naked, put on clothes and then explain!"

The ink burned and froze.

Seeing that his expression was strange, Chu Wanning looked around and found that Mo Ran hadn't taken off his clothes, but his inner shirt had disappeared at all. He couldn't help being stunned: "... Where did your clothes go?"

In this embarrassing atmosphere, the yellow and white dog's head squinted, and he started to look at Mo Ran with that mean expression again.That look seemed to be laughing cheaply: Hey, are you stupid?

I see how you explain it!

Mo Ran touched his nose, his Adam's apple moved, and he hesitated: "Wan, Wan Ning, if... if I say that my clothes have turned into a sea of ​​flowers, you... would you believe it?"

Chu WanNing: "..."

From the hut on Nanping Mountain, Grandmaster Chu scolded angrily: "Mo Weiyu, are you really stupid because you have not gone down the mountain for so long as your master?!"

"No, no, no, you didn't, you didn't spread it! Master is the smartest, how could you spread it!!"

"Speak up to me! You can't tell the difference between flat and warped, and you still stutter!"

Mo Ran is actually really angry with the dog's head, really.

He felt that this dog always had some thoughts that a dog shouldn't have, especially when squinting at people, it was more like a demonstration against him.

Alas, it was obviously not like this when it was picked up from the haystack.

It's good now, this five-month-old dog, Chu Wanning likes it very much, and said that it is not an adult, so it is forbidden for Mo Ran to do anything indecent and bad for children in the last month.

Mo Ran asked himself, and felt that he had done well enough in the state of Mo Zongshi. It has been more than half a month since he adopted the dog head. After the out-of-control incident, Chu Wanning taught him severely, and he was no longer absurd, nor did he quietly carry the dog's head to the kitchen to stew it into dog meat soup.

But now it seems that he made a very failed choice.

——He should have strangled this cheap dog, Goutou, in the cradle from the very beginning!

Qi returned to Qi, but Chu Wanning's birthday gift could not be delayed, so the next morning, Mo Ran decided to quickly collect some things and take them into the wish box.

"Fresh fish, millet, sugar bowl...bamboo dragonflies, paper butterflies, silk handkerchiefs..."

While Chu Wanning went out to pick fresh fruits in the depths of Nanping Mountain, Mo Ran searched for every morsel and every inch of rags at home, and packed everything he could into Qiankun's bag.

The dog's head looked at him in horror, as if he was not sure whether it was the owner or a thief pretending to be the owner.If it could speak at this moment, it would definitely bluff: No brother, why don't you even let go of my dog ​​bowl?

ah!wrong!Dog Bowl!

How can you grab its bowl!

The dog's head reacted suddenly, and rushed forward with a jerk, Kaba bared his teeth and bit the edge of his job, and started a class struggle with the stinky and shameless Mo Papi.

Don't grab my bowl!woof woof!

Mo Ran didn't let go, just kidding, this bowl was made by Kunlun Bi Liuli, and the food was placed in it for three days as if it was freshly cooked.Before meeting the dog's head, Mo Ran originally planned to raise a cat, that kind of soft white, quiet and sensible white cat.Cats have a small appetite. He considered that he and Chu Wanning would sometimes travel around with the sword and would not go home for two or three days. He wanted the cat to eat fresh food, so he entrusted Mei Hanxue to find such a cat. bowl.

Unexpectedly, the cat has not yet been raised, which is all cheap for this stupid dog.

Is the effect of this glass bowl to keep the food fresh and tender useful for the dog's head?Pour the food in, let alone three days, blink three times, it is guaranteed to eat to the bottom!

"Song Kou, this is the bowl I bought!"

"Wow woof!" But you gave it to me!

"I borrowed it from you! Now it's due and I have to take it back!"

"Wow woof!" You fart!

"Relax!"

"Woof!" Not loose!

"loose!"

"Wow!" Get out!

One person and one dog were struggling to saw, when the courtyard door creaked.

Chu Wanning held a basket of sweet, tender and fresh fruits, maintained the posture of pushing the door, and stood at the door condescendingly looking at Mo Zongshi who was kneeling in the yard and grabbing the bowl with the dog's head.

"..." After a long silence, Chu Wanning put the bamboo basket on the stone table in the courtyard, took a fruit, thought about it, and took a few more.

Baiyi Xianjun lowered his eyes and said to Mo Ran: "You stay here and don't move, I will wash two oranges for you."

The moment Mo Ran turned around and entered the kitchen, he heard Chu Wanning sigh, and muttered to himself: "Hey... the porridge I cooked for him in the morning is too unpalatable... why is he so hungry? The dog head grabbed the food?"

Ink burning: "...???"

"Master! Wait! Things are not what you think - whoops!"

While he was in a hurry to explain, the dog's head bit the back of his hand with a groan, Mo Ran screamed and let go of his hand suddenly, the yellow and white clay dog ​​ran out of the courtyard door with its glazed bowl in its mouth, and went away in a hurry.

Mo Ran gritted his teeth and covered his hands and cursed: "This stupid dog..."

Chickens and dogs danced around all day, after lunch, Mo Ran put down his chopsticks, and said that he wanted to go to the nearby Lin'an City to buy some wound medicine, so he went out with a wish box.

As soon as he got out of the yard, he quickly found an empty place, recited the mantra "It's too stupid to send gold", and entered the box again.

Gao Batian was basking in the sun by the flower field yesterday, and when he saw the ink burning, it hummed and said: "Come, come, come—come?"

"Wait."

Gao Batian waved his hand to express his indifference, but his eyes glanced at the ink-burning Qiankun bag: "Did you bring some, some forest?"

Mo Ran was not in a hurry, first smiled and handed it a fresh peach: "This is for you, I picked it at Wan Ning."

Kuobatian Mung Dou's small eyes lit up all of a sudden, waving one claw, turned his head, and refused straightforwardly: "I can't die, I can't die!" But a small claw pulled the pocket in front of his stomach. open.

The ink burned and said with a smile: "Why can't it be done, it's just a fresh peach."

Said and stuffed it into its pocket.

Gao Batian, who had been bribed by Tao Zi, coughed a few times, and his expression softened: "Hey, you, look at you, just come, or else, why don't you be polite!"

After speaking, he coughed a few more times, moved his little butt on the tree stump, and sat upright.

"Come on, let me Kangkang, what kind of things have you brought?"

The witty Master Mo said with a smile: "Okay, please trouble Mr. Cake to change to better materials."

"No, no problem!"

Mo Ran handed all the bits and pieces that he had collected all day to its little claws.Gao Batian opened the kit, looked through it roughly, and sighed.

Mo Ran's heart tightened: "What's wrong?"

Gao Batian raised his eyes and said, "Sao Nian, you four are really poor."

Mo Ran lowered his eyelids and said helplessly: "...I don't know what you want. Although there are better things, they are all used by us every day... If you don't think it's suitable, then I..."

"Forget it, forget it." Gao Batian interrupted him, "Zi Dao, you are usually distributing money to help the world, first, let's make do."

But he said in his heart: For the sake of giving me a peach, let's make do with it first!

"I won't give you the best things, because you can give me only so much. But the utensils of our monster clan are very magical! Even if they are broken, Zi will use your imagination And hard work, yes, also four can produce very satisfactory results!"

Mo Ran turned from worry to joy, and said with a smile: "Really? Then thank you very much."

Gao Batian waved his hand again, and then began to replace the things Mo Ran brought with the Yaozu utensils in the box one by one.

"Fresh fish—you can change this!"

Gao Batian took out a pile of soft felt cloth from his pocket.

"what is this?"

"This Si, Si is a cloth made of cat hair!"

Mo Ran opened his eyes wide in surprise, and took the bundle of cloth: "Cat hair can weave cloth?"

"Nine-tailed big cat demon." Gao Batian explained, and then took out another thing from his pocket, "Bamboo dragonfly can be exchanged for another!"

Mo Ran looked at the pile of ordinary sticks: "What is this?"

"Take one, stick it in the ground, spit it out, and it turns into the best wood, not the best, but pretty good."

Afterwards, Gao Batian gave him a bunch of weird things one after another, such as shells bigger than people, bells that make snow fall when the wind blows, a group of swallows who are good at building nests, and they can pave the way by themselves A group of green bricks, a fire that understands human speech... and so on.

The most valuable of them is actually a bag of coke made by Chu Wanning.Gao Batian couldn't put it down, saying that it was the favorite food of the little rice cakes, Mo Ran was surprised and funny.

He thought to himself, if Wanning didn't know how to cook every day, if you want to eat coke, I can bring you a lot.

He asked, "What can coke be exchanged for?"

"Just wait and see." Gao Batian Gaba Gaba chewed on one of the cokes, and waved his small claws.

Soon, Mo Ran saw a golden lotus pond sinking beside the flower field, the flowing water in the lotus pond was like melted gold, and there were brilliant snow lotus flowers protruding from it.

"Everything you want will come true." Gaoba said with a smack of mouth, "If you want to be a fish, go to the river and read it twice, and there will be lotus leaves floating for you to send you mulberries, and fresh lotus root Ah, tender water chestnut, you can ask it for anything. It’s enough, enough for you to prepare a birthday feast... How about it, it’s very good at nonsense!"

Mo Ran stared at the pond and was silent for a moment, then turned his head and said firmly to Gao Batian: "I will carry a sack of coke for you next time!"

"Zeng, Zeng's!" Gao Batian stuttered excitedly, "You Zeng is great!"

Mo Ran sincerely said: "No, you are the best."

With the materials that Gao Batian gave him, Mo Ran rolled up his sleeves and started to work.

Master's birthday is the day after tomorrow, and tomorrow is Ta Xianjun's personality, he must work faster, as long as he has to be busy in this box all day today, plus the daytime the day after tomorrow, at the night of the day after tomorrow, he should be It was a surprise for Master to be able to lead Master in after eating Longevity Noodles.

While thinking in this way, he quickly arranged the cloth, toys, and wood of those monster races... and set about building an idyllic fairyland for Master.Neither extravagance nor waste, nor disturbing others, Mo Ran quickly moved the wooden rafters, and was quite relieved:

Hard work pays off, Master will definitely have a happier birthday party this year than last year!

However, Grandmaster Mo was still too naive.

He has no intention of competing with himself, but Ta Xianjun is different. Ta Xianjun is a person who can knock himself to death, how could he be willing to be forced by him?

You must know that after Nanping Mountain returned to hermitage, Ta Xianjun was angry with himself everywhere, and had to compete with himself from time to time.

The daily memories of the two personalities are not completely in common, but shared by chance.This kind of situation is actually worse than knowing completely or not knowing completely, it's like being separated by a layer of veil, scratching people's hearts is itchy, and it's easier to provoke moths.

For example, a few days ago, Ta Xianjun stared at Chu Wanning's porridge, stared at it, and suddenly said: "I remember, what you cooked yesterday was not porridge."

"Yeah." Chu Wanning said lightly, "What's wrong?"

"But I don't remember what you did yesterday."

"I didn't cook, so I went to the village to buy some steamed buns."

Stepping Xianjun quit, staring at the black and purple eyes, and said vigorously: "I want to eat steamed buns too!"

"...Didn't you wake up in the morning and say you want porridge?"

"No." Ta Xianjun said unreasonably, "I also want to eat steamed buns, you can't just buy them for him and not for me."

"...you might as well take the medicine."

"I want steamed buns!!!"

"Only porridge."

"Both porridge and steamed buns!"

Chu Wanning was too lazy to talk to him: "Eat it if you like it, forget it if you don't eat it."

Stepping Xianjun was so angry that he almost fainted. He grabbed Chu Wanning's wrist, brought him over, pressed him against the edge of the stove, and lowered his eyelashes to look down: "What's your attitude? Why can he eat solid big steamed buns? , this seat can only drink porridge? Tell me, do you think he is better than this seat?"

"...I just think you were less sick yesterday than you are today."

Ta Xianjun was silent for a while, as if he wanted to get angry, but in the end he still said sadly: "Okay... very good. Chu Wanning, what you said before is really a lie, why I have always been alone—you Is this how you treat the same person? You can’t even cook the same dishes, how can you favor him!”

Chu Wanning said speechlessly: "The same person will not eat the same meal every morning, so please stop making trouble, the porridge will be cold for a while."

Ta Xianjun said angrily: "Don't drink it!"

"Really stop drinking?"

"Don't drink!"

Chu Wanning nodded: "Okay, then I will give it to the dog. It's just a pity that the cloud legs in it are your favorite last time."

"..."

That's it, stepping on Xianjun will always be in this state of competing with myself for favor and favor.

As a calm and calm person, Mo Zongshi, who has been around for two lifetimes and still has an old god, can't understand this stupid behavior at all.

At this moment, Mo Ran, who is working hard, doesn't know what frenzied actions he will make when he switches to the personality of Ta Xianjun in a few hours...