The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

When Stepping Xianjun entered, Gao Batian was sitting in the landscape garden built by Mo Ran, chasing butterflies with his short legs.

Hearing the sound, it turned its head all of a sudden, because it braked too fast, it almost staggered and fell to the ground, finally stopped staggeringly, Gao Batian stretched out his little claws to straighten the lotus leaf on his head, and shouted Said: "Hey, hey hey——Xiao Sao Nian, you, you are finally here again, I will die of boredom!"

Ta Xianjun stared at it for a moment, and then came to a conclusion: what a foolish rice cake guard.

I turned my eyes away.

Then, he used those sharp eyes to look around the house thoroughly.

Wonderland isn't finished yet, but it's just a little bit closer.Stepping on Xianjun can fully appreciate its elegance and exquisiteness, the flower fields flying with crystal light spots, the little demon sitting among the stamens playing the harp and flute, the golden lotus pond with flowing water, the tree house entwined with ancient vines, and the shells in the yard Summer couch...

The more Ta Xianjun looked, the more gloomy his face became.

He understands Chu Wanning. Chu Wanning looks serious and serious, but he is actually very curious. Chu Wanning must like this kind of strange and eccentric residence that does not belong to the mortal world.

The only possibility that Chu Wanning doesn't like it is--

He turned his head and stared at Gao Batian.

The thin lips were opened and closed, and asked solemnly: "How expensive is the price here?"

Gao Batian didn't realize at this time that the temperament of the person in front of him had changed drastically, and he said in a daze, "Silly, silly, silly..."

Ta Xianjun frowned, and suddenly lifted it up and held it in his palm.

"babble--"

"Who are you calling stupid?"

Gao Batian lost the net bag for catching butterflies in his hand, his eyes turned white under Ta Xianjun's strangling, his trembling calves miserably suppressed his non-standard Mandarin: "What, what's the situation ?”

Stepping Xianjun: "..."

It turned out to be a misunderstanding.Ta Xianjun snorted coldly, loosened his five fingers slightly, and threw the little monster back to the ground.Gao Batian rubbed his neck, exhaled heavily, looked up at the man's obviously gloomy face, and suddenly felt the smell.

Ow? !This is not Grandmaster Mo!

They all know that Mo Ran's temperament will switch every three days. It has been exiled for a long time, so it has forgotten this matter.The aura in front of him is vicious and violent. Where is the amiable, gentle and kind-hearted Grandmaster Mo two days ago? He is clearly...

"Ah!!!" Gao Batian let out a scream, got up and was about to run away, "Help!! He is coming!!! He is not coming back!!!"

I was so scared that I couldn't stutter.

Gao Batian strode hard on his two soft rice cake legs, closed his eyes and ran hard for a long time, and when he opened a gap to look out, he realized that he was still in the same place.

"..."

It turned out that at some point, Ta Xianjun had cast a spell to conjure a spiritual cage, which looked like a waterwheel, and it ran like a hamster for a long time in it, but it didn't go anywhere.

Gao Batian swallowed, turned his head tremblingly, embarrassed and frightened.

"Brother, younger brother..."

"Are you looking for death!" Ta Xianjun was furious, "Who is your brother?"

"Hello, Dijun!"

Stepping Xianjun again: "..."

In order to survive, Gao Batian quickly succumbed to Ta Xianjun's lust.It told Dijun everything related to the wish box in detail, and told him the answer he didn't want to know the most——

"It's not expensive here, not expensive, cheap!"

Stepping Xianjun fell into silence.

Not expensive, not wasteful, and thoughtful.

The other party gave such a gift, how can I compare with it?

...Damn it, it's a good thing he discovered it early, otherwise Wan Ning's birthday would be right in front of him, and if Master Mo really played this card, then he would definitely lose.

Stepping on Xianjun's heart, the opportunity must not be missed, and he must take advantage of the time to tear down the whole thing!

Blurred shadows flickered on his handsome face, while staring at the landscape residence built by Master Mo, while listening to Gao Batian's chatter.

Gao Batian explained: "You can exchange materials with me for everything outside and outside. Don't look at it, it's very beautiful inside. Fourth, these building materials are not the best now. You sent them to exchange things two days ago. , all four are not too expensive."

"Oh? Really?" Ta Xianjun said, "But the sea of ​​flowers looks very valuable."

"Those four are giving away gifts."

Ta Xianjun pointed to the pond again: "This pond doesn't look cheap either."

"These four were exchanged for the best thing you sent."

Stepping Xianjun raised his ears: "The best thing?"

"Four."

"What? If he can afford it, so can I. Just say it."

When Gao Batian heard the words, his small eyes lit up: "Will you give it away? ... Well, that, that, we like the coke made by Xianjun Chu!"

"..."

He was wrong.

There is one thing in this world that he is almost paranoid and destined not to be able to afford.

That is the dish made by Chu Wanning.

Master Mo is different from him in this aspect, that personality has never experienced the days of the living dead in the Wushan Temple in the previous life, and has not been so crazily missing those dishes that are not delicious but steaming with human heat in that stifling loneliness.Therefore, Master Mo has never had a morbid possession of Chu Wanning's craftsmanship.

On the contrary, Master Mo has always wanted Master's culinary skills to be recognized by more people, or mountain monsters, so that Chu Wanning will be very happy, and he will be happy when Wanning is happy.

So when he heard that Gao Batian liked to eat the coke made by Chu Wanning, he was actually very willing to share it with it.

But Ta Xianjun is different.

Stepping on Xianjun is like a person who has been hungry for ten years and has been poor for ten years. He retaliates and occupies all the cooking food of Chu Wanning. unwilling to share with others.The most exaggerated thing is that there was a time when Chu Wanning had nothing to do and wrapped up five bamboo flats. He originally thought that he would put them up and eat them slowly, which would be enough for half a month.

As a result, Ta Xianjun knew that he was going to switch back to another state the next day. In order not to be cheap for another self, he actually forcibly ate half a month's copying hands before the arrival of Zishi.

Then he caused Master Mo to lie on the bed for three days.

So when he heard that Gao Batian was coveted here, Ta Xianjun immediately said angrily: "Don't even think about it! The coke made by Chu Wanning can only be eaten by this seat!"

Gao Batian looked at him with tears in his eyes.

"It's useless to cry!"

Gao Batian miserably wiped his eyes with his little paw: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Dijun is indeed a bad, bad thing!

Since the coke cannot be replaced, Ta Xianjun began to have other ideas.

"Tell me, apart from coke, what else can I give you in exchange for more exquisite and valuable Yaozu utensils?"

Gao Batian was sobbing, he didn't want to answer, but he had to answer: "...Di, Dijun can explore by himself first, try four times and see..."

Ta Xianjun frowned: "Master Mo also tried this?"

"Yeah." Gao Batian nodded aggrievedly, "You just traded your clothes for a flower field two days ago."

"So... so he took off his clothes..." Ta Xianjun muttered, pinching his chin and thinking for a while, feeling that he couldn't lose to himself.

So he also took off his robe and handed it to Gao Batian.

"This is my clothes, take a good look and see what you can change into?"

Gao Batian held up the clothes and looked up and down for a long time, but didn't speak for a long time.Just when Ta Xianjun was a little impatient, he poked out half of his head with a lotus leaf from behind his clothes hesitantly.

"Dijun, it's not my decision to change, to change Sen. There are four rules. If you don't want to change something that you don't like, can you stop choking me..."

"Stop talking nonsense, what can I change?!"

Cake Batian's voice is like a mosquito chanting: "... Keep, keep natural, clean and polluted... Wash, wash water..."

Ta Xianjun thought he heard it wrong: "Water for washing feet?"

"Four...Four washings and hanging water..." Gao Batian looked like he was about to cry, and he finished stammeringly, "Wash once every three days, for three consecutive months, nourished by natural herbal essence, you, you will be stronger than now. Diao, stronger, more mighty and majestic..."

After Ta Xianjun froze for a while, his face was like the bottom of a pot, and he said angrily: "...Do you want to die?!"

"No! I don't want to!!!" Cake Batian shook his head and burst into tears.

"Why can he exchange for a sea of ​​flowers, and mine for washing water! Do I seem to need this kind of thing? Huh??!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!"

"Think about something else! Can you change it to something else!"

"cannot……"

Facing Shangta Xianjun's horrifying eyes, Gao Batian cried out: "No, I can decide, our monster clan also has rules!"

"What kind of rules cannot be changed? You are so absurd, believe it or not, I will kill you!"

"It's useless for you to throw me away, and you've lost my guide!"

"you……!"

Ta Xianjun choked, suppressing the anger that was about to burst out.

"Okay, okay, forget it!" Before the big event, endure for a while.

He even pointed at this rice cake to defeat his opponent, Master Mo.

So he swallowed a stomach full of obscenities, trying to calm himself down, but actually asked through gritted teeth: "Then tell me right away, what exactly do you need to bring over in exchange for—" That pastoral, "better material than these?"

Gao Batian choked with sobs: "I, I can't talk..."

Stepping Xianjun's blue veins jumped violently, and he said angrily: "If you don't talk about me, I will really chop you up!"

"Woooooooooooo!!!"

No way.

In order not to be knocked flat and made into sweet-scented osmanthus rice cakes and eaten out, Gao Batian had to sit on the tree stump, sobbing, and began to reveal the trick to Ta Xianjun.

It used its white, fat short hands to dig in its pocket for a long time, took out a tattered bark book, and handed it to Ta Xianjun aggrievedly. The look of showing off one's power in front of one's face.Ta Xianjun was also polite, took the notebook, and flipped through two pages.

"Flower demon songstress... This is not good, so you can't wink at Chu Wanning."

"Extreme cook... It's not interesting. My craft is much better than the cook, so I don't need others to do it."

Frowning and looking at it for a long time, Ta Xianjun suddenly attracted his attention by one of them.

"Flower rain all over the sky - a cloud, after getting it, it will float over the garden yard, and keep dropping flower petals."

Ta Xianjun, who has a clear taste, praised after reading the festival: "Okay, this is good, how can I change this?"

Gao Batian weakly stretched out his paw, and turned the page for him.

I saw that it was written on the back:

Exchange conditions, living beings.

Ta Xianjun suddenly opened his eyes wide: "A living person? A living sacrifice?"

"...Don't think, think so bloody." Gao Batian buzzed, "Just grab, grab, and lock it in the box... Shut it in, and it will rain flowers. If it is rough, the rain will come , it stopped. Very civilized and civilized!"

"Then why lock people in?"

Gao Batian poked at his soft little claws with some embarrassment: "Because there are no other people's cakes in the box, the rice cakes in our village can actually walk around the door everywhere, grab them and grab them. , so that everyone can visit.”

"You demons, visitors?"

Gao Batian continued to rub his hands in embarrassment: "Four, four."

"What a joke! How could I do such absurd things!"

Gao Batian: "You don't need to exchange these, these things that are exchanged with living people are all of the highest level, but you can also exchange for inferior ones..."

"and many more."

As soon as Ta Xianjun heard the highest level, he raised his hand to interrupt it, "Is it the best to exchange for living people?"

"Yes, yes."

Ta Xianjun closed the bark book with a snap, and clasped his arms solemnly and said:

"Well, who are you going to arrest?"

Chu Wanning feels that Mo Ran is abnormal these days.

The first is Mo Ran in the state of the master, who does not sleep in the middle of the night, lying naked on the ground and pressing the dog's head.

Then there was Mo Ran in the state of the emperor, who locked himself in the small kitchen mysteriously for a long time, saying that he was going to make pies, but when it was lunch time, he hadn't even sent out the flour, asking him for so long What is he doing, he replied that he was thinking about life.

What's even more strange is that Ta Xianjun can only appear once every three days, and he likes to pester him the most on weekdays. Although he will occasionally go down the mountain during the day to hang out and make some little secrets of his own, he will definitely come before dinner, and he will be there before dinner. Always mention a jar of good wine or a box of snacks, and hand them to him in an awkward and unembarrassing manner.

But today is different.The two of them didn't eat pie at noon, so they cooked some dried noodles hastily, and then Ta Xianjun wiped his mouth and said that he had something to go out.

Chu night Ning asked: "What do you want to eat at night? Let me do it."

Ta Xianjun hesitated for a moment, it seemed that he was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle, and finally he said uncharacteristically: "No, I will come back very late tonight, you don't have to wait, go to bed early."

Chu Wanning couldn't help but widen her phoenix eyes.

This is……

The seven-year itch?

But seven years seems to have not arrived, or has it already passed?

——That's it, Chu Wanning completely forgot that his birthday is coming.

But in fact, for the former Chu Wanning, the birthday is not a particularly beautiful thing.When I was a child and Huai Zui were in Wusai Temple, in the first few years, Huai Zui would specially give him some small things to play with on this day, such as small pastries. He was very happy every time, holding a small wooden sword or stuffing a Mouth sweet snacks, looking at the monk, Can smiled and said thank you Master, Master treated me so well.

Guigui's eyes at that time seemed to have been stabbed in some sore spot.

But at that time, Chu Wanning didn't know why the guilt was painful.

Later, starting from a certain year, Huai Zui suddenly did not celebrate his birthday. Of course, there are still snacks and other things, and the monk will take them out of his wide and flowing sleeves like a magic trick, but he does not necessarily stick to his birthday. day that day.

Chu Wanning thought, probably because he grew up, and the grown-ups would not celebrate their birthdays every year.

He asked Huai Zui if this was the case. Huai Zui was stunned for a while, looking at the giant cypresses in the Zen garden that are green all the year round. After a while, he touched Chu Wanning's head and said, yes, Wan Ning is already very big. In a few years, it will be a weak crown...

Guigui didn't look into his eyes at that time, and when he said these words, he kept looking at the setting sun in the evening.

A bright red reflection in the sky was reflected in the eyes of the monk.

like blood.

Chu Wanning has no reason to feel that the expression of guilt is very complicated. He is not deeply involved in the world. There are many words that he has only seen in books, but he has never been able to find specific representations from his life.And at that moment, he seemed to realize that the expression on Guigui's face was half like the "cruel" he had read, and half was "sad".

He didn't know why his master showed such an expression when he mentioned his weak crown, but he just felt that his heart was blocked, and he was sad for the guilty.

He stood up, and Huai Zui was still sitting next to him, so he boldly stroked Huai Zui's bald head, and clumsily coaxed the great monk in front of him.

"Master, don't be unhappy. When I am weak, I will celebrate your birthday."

Guigui froze for a moment, then lowered his head all of a sudden.

Chu Wanning didn't see his face in the shadows at that time.

For a long time, Guigui hoarsely smiled and said: "People who grow up don't live like this...children live." After a pause, before Chu Wanning could say more, he suddenly got up.

The wide monk's robe and cassock fluttered in the evening wind. At that time, the figure of the monk was so tall. When he stood up, he covered all the bloody sun that fell on Chu Wanning's body.

"It's getting late, I have to go out for some business as a teacher, you...you have a good night study."

After all, he left without looking back.

Later, after more than twenty years, Chu Wanning never got a "happy birthday", and no one ever wished him another year, and wished him good health for the rest of his life.

Until she retired to Nanping.

Until this time, he finally had his own life stability, Mo Ran would sincerely read his birthday, and wanted to make up for the past years.It's a pity that this concern is too late, Chu Wanning has been used to being forgotten in the past loneliness.

I'm also used to forgetting myself.

Elder Yuheng, who didn't remember the "birthday" at all, frowned in the small courtyard and fell into deep thought-what happened to Mo Ran?

Is there something about yourself that makes him unhappy recently?

Or is there something big going on outside?

Otherwise, whether it is the master Mo Ran or the emperor Mo Ran, these days are so strange...