The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

For the next three days, Chu Wanning's face was not very good, and his temper was very violent.

Elder Yuheng wrote his disgust on his face, and everywhere he went, there was a layer of haze. When his disciples saw him, they scattered around like birds and beasts. Even Xue Zhengyi could feel the faint murderous aura around him, so he didn't dare to talk to him too much. chat.

Although Chu Wanning was unwilling to admit that he had any wrong thoughts about Mo Ran, he still couldn't help being angry and sore when he saw the affectionate appearance of the two apprentices in front of the wooden man pile.

He was a little disgusted.

Not only disgusting others, but more importantly, disgusting yourself.

Mo Weiyu and herself are just master and apprentice, who does he like to cling to, who does he love to get entangled with, what does it have to do with him?

Why do you throw a willow vine when you can't get used to it?What does it have to do with you whoever is next to whoever is happy?What's bothering you?Chu Wanning, why are your eyes smaller than the tip of a needle!

...Okay, take ten thousand steps back, even if he has those unspeakable desires for Mo Ran?He has always been proud of the self-control and pride, enough to restrain his heart, enough to strangle that terrible desire to death in his heart as time goes by.

This shady feeling, except for himself, no one will know.

Nothing will be left except the acacia bag that the ghost master of ceremonies dropped, and the black hair entangled with him and Mo Ran.

Mo Ran will not know his mind, just like Mo Ran will never know that the person who saves him at the bottom of Jincheng Pool, enduring the severe pain, is not Shi Mo, but himself who temporarily changed his soul with Shi Mo.

But what is this now?

Is it... jealousy?

This thought made Chu Wanning choke firmly.

For several months after that, he tried his best to avoid contact with Mo Ran, except for daily practice guidance, he did not communicate much.

In the blink of an eye, the end of the year was approaching, and one day Chu Wanning came back from a demon descending from the mountain, and when he walked to the gate of the mountain, it suddenly started to snow in the sky.

Soon, the peak of death and life was shrouded in misty silver clothes, and Chu Wanning was afraid of the cold, so she tightened her robes and strode towards the Danxin Hall.

There is a charcoal fire in the hall, and the firewood makes a crisp crackling sound in the copper basin.

Chu Wanning originally came to return to Xue Zhengyi, but the Lord was not here, and instead collided with Mo Ran.

There is no one else in Danxindian. This is the first time that Chu Wanning has been alone with him in a few months, and he can't help being a little embarrassed.What's more, that absurd dream happened here.

Speaking of that dream, Chu Wanning actually did it upside down many times later, and every time the picture was clear and vivid, at first Chu Wanning would still be tangled, but then he just got used to it, letting Mo Ran and a little lunatic in the dream As if uttering wild words, he counted the ink-burning eyelashes, one, two, three...

But that dream always stopped abruptly at a certain critical moment. After several times in a row, Master Chu believed that it must be because of his noble nature, he would not indulge in such filthy things.

Thinking about it this way, Elder Yuheng, who had a fragile heart of a virgin, was finally able to restore some dignity.

However, the combination of Mo Ran and Danxindian still makes Chu Wanning intuitively feel a little dangerous.

However, the young man didn't feel anything. When he saw him, he stretched his dark eyebrows and grinned: "Master, you are back."

"……Um."

"Are you looking for uncle? He has gone to the aunt's hall, and the aunt is not feeling well, so he can't leave. If you have anything to do, let me tell him."

Chu Wanning pursed her lips and said lightly: "No need."

After he finished speaking, he turned to leave.

Mo Ran called him: "Master, wait a moment."

"how……"

He turned his head while talking, but was caught off guard by Mo Ran's outstretched hand and brushed the black eyebrows.

Mo Ran dusted it off, and said naturally: "Look at you, your body is covered with snow."

Chu Wanning froze for a moment.

The young man was left to babble, and he removed the snow for him, and took a white handkerchief to wipe his wet hair.

Chu Wanning is afraid of the cold and cannot catch a cold, otherwise it will be very easy to get sick.

But this person never knew how to take care of himself. In his previous life, after Chu Wanning was under house arrest, he often liked to sit in the courtyard and watch the koi fish jumping. He didn't know it when the snow fell.

As a result, he caught a cold and had a fever at every turn. After the removal of the spirit core, the master became weaker and weaker. A disease often lingered on the bed for more than half a month, and it didn't seem to get better even after one dose of decoction.

So when Mo Ran saw snowflakes falling on his eyebrows and shoulders, half of them melted and half of them were frozen, he subconsciously wanted to dust them off.

However, half of the hair was wiped, and suddenly realized that such behavior seemed too intimate, suddenly raised his head, and happened to meet Chu Wanning's secretive pair of red phoenix eyes.

Chu Wanning was staring at him: "..."

Mo Ran's hand took it back: "Ahaha, the disciple is overstepping, the master wipes it by himself, wipes it by himself."

He was embarrassed, but Chu Wanning was relieved.

Dreams are just dreams after all.

The apprentice still has the same temperament as before, and he is completely different from the guy in the dream who claims to be "this seat".

Chu Wanning was silent for a while, took Mo Ran's handkerchief, took off his cloak, went to the stove to bake his hands, and wiped the melting snow between his hair.

"When did you know you overstepped?" The fire reflected Chu Wanning's face, and he squinted and said, "Isn't it always out of line?"

Ink burning: "..."

No one spoke for a while, Chu Wanning finished wiping her hair, casually put away the handkerchief, and gave Mo Ran a light look.

"But then again, what are you doing here?"

Mo Ran hurriedly said: "Isn't this the end of the year? The files accumulated for a year need to be sorted out, and I will help..."

Chu Wanning interrupted him: "I know that there is a year's file that needs to be sorted out, but isn't this a matter of Shi Mingjing? Why are you doing it?"

Mo Ran: "...Master's memory is really good."

Chu Wanning was unmoved by this flattery: "What about others?"

"He said this morning that he had a headache and was sweating all over his body." Seeing Chu Wanning's eyes, Mo Ran said, "I'm sorry, Master, I advised him to stay in bed. Don't blame him for being lazy."

That kind of protection was like a sharp needle, and Chu Wanning frowned, Chu Wan was quiet for a while, and asked: "Is he okay?"

Seeing that he didn't blame him, Mo Ran breathed a sigh of relief: "I just gave him medicine to drink when I came out, and I left when I saw him fall asleep. A little cold, it should be better in two or three days. Thank you, Master, for your concern."

"I have nothing to care about you, just ask casually."

Ink burning: "..."

"Let's go. You can tidy up."

Chu WanNing said, and went away alone.

The peak of death and life strictly forbids disciples to act on behalf of each other. Mo Ran originally thought that he would be punished by his master, but he didn't expect Chu Wanning to let him go so easily. He didn't react for a while, and stood there for a long time. When he was going far away, he suddenly came back to his senses.

The people in the snow walked alone, Mo Ran picked up the umbrella leaning against the door, and ran out in the snow.

"Master!"

"Master, wait a minute!"

Chu WanNing turned around, and Mo Ran stopped in front of him, shook the snow on the umbrella, and stretched it right above the two of them.

"It's snowing heavily, take an umbrella and go back."

Chu WanNing glanced at him: "No need."

Mo Ran put the umbrella in his hand, but Chu Wanning felt tired and insisted on not wanting it. He pulled the umbrella and was pushed and fell into the wind and snow. When the strong wind blew, it suddenly floated a few feet away.

Chu Wanning stared at the umbrella that fell into the snow. He looked at it for a while. It was a trivial matter. He wanted to be indifferent and stay away as before.But suddenly he couldn't move.

Just as the candle will eventually go out, the ancient well will dry up.

No matter how tolerant people are, there are times when they collapse.

Chu Wanning turned her head and flicked her sleeves and said angrily: "Mo Weiyu, don't you come to provoke me? I'm not Shi Mingjing, I don't need someone to take care of me!"

He said, a cluster of golden light suddenly lit up in his hand, and Mo Ran stepped back subconsciously, thinking that he was going to ask people again, but who knew that a golden spring rose in Chu Wanning's hand, forming a bright ray in the air The enchantment instantly covered the wind and snow around him.

Ink burning: "..."

A barrier that blocks snow and rain...

Chu Wanning's sword eyebrows were horizontal, and his expression was cold: "Do you think I need an umbrella?"

He seemed to be really angry, his fingertips moved quickly, and the light of the enchantment changed from gold to red, from red to purple, from purple to blue, from blue to cyan.

Every time a color changes, the effect attached to the enchantment is completely different. Some are purely snow-proof, some can block the cold wind, and some can even turn the coldness of heavy snow into warmth within the enchantment.

These moves are too powerful. Of course, it is impossible for Chu Wanning to spend his spiritual power to avoid the snow on weekdays. This kind of arrogant skill is so childish that Mo Ran is even speechless for a while.

"Master, don't be angry..."

"Which eye of yours saw me angry?!" Chu Wanning's angry face turned blue, "Don't let me go!"

"Okay, okay, I'll go away." Mo Ran glanced at the enchantment above his head, "But you don't waste your spiritual power like this..."

"roll!"

Chu Wanning waved his hand, and the enchantment suddenly closed, becoming a thunderbolt, which slammed in front of Mo Ran.

Mo Ran was almost struck by the thunder and lightning summoned by Chu Wanning. It was rare for him to care for the other party with good intentions, but he was a little angry for a while. He was about to speak, but when he looked up, he saw Chu Wanning standing In the snow, his face was pale, but his eyes were a little red.

Mo Ran stunned: "You..."

"You and I are just masters and apprentices, so why worry about it. Take your umbrella and get out of here."

The ink burned and suddenly understood.

"Master, I was talking to Shi Mo in the martial arts arena that day, are you..."

heard it.

Chu Wanning didn't speak, turned and left.

This time Mo Ran didn't call him again, and he didn't look back.

Halfway through, I suddenly couldn't help but sneezed, Chu Wanning's footsteps froze, and he walked faster, as if angry, but also as if he was fleeing.

From the beginning to the end, Mo Ran stood in the vast snow, staring blankly at his back until it disappeared, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

As soon as Chu Wanning returned to the Red Lotus Water Pavilion, he fell ill.

Although he can use the barrier to avoid rain and snow, but this person is always very lazy when encountering his own affairs, and he is not willing to waste spiritual power.Otherwise, when it rains on weekdays, he will not be like an ordinary person, walking casually with an oiled paper umbrella.

After several sneezes one after another, headaches and brain fever all came to the door.However, he has been sick for a long time and has become a doctor. He has long been used to the wind and cold. He took some medicine by himself, washed and changed his clothes, got into the quilt and fell asleep.

Perhaps it was because of the wind and cold that the nausea that had been happening since Jin Chengchi was injured became particularly vivid this night. He slept in a drowsy state all night, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, and his body was even hotter. like a stove.

At noon the next day, Chu Wanning woke up vaguely. He opened his eyes, lay in bed for a while, and then slowly jumped out of bed, ready to put on his shoes.

Then, he was stunned.

He suddenly found that his boots had grown a lot bigger after one night...

Take a closer look.

Chu WanNing: "..."

…………

No matter how calm Elder Yuheng was, he couldn't bear the horror.

Not that his boots got bigger.

Chu Wanning stared blankly at his hands, his legs, his bare feet, and the shoulders exposed from the slipped clothes.

Is it myself... getting smaller? ? ? ?

The author has something to say:

Small Theater (This is an adapted version of an old joke on the Internet~)

Xue Meng: I'll test you, dog. What should I call my master when I see Gao Leng?

Ink Burning: Your Highness.

Xue Meng: What should I call an angry master?

Ink Burning: Your Majesty.

Xue Meng: What should I call a shrunken master?

Mo Ran: Come on, brother give me a kiss (^▽^)

Xue Meng: Fail, roll.