The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Mo Ran's face was pale, and he unbelievably summoned the weapon he had just collected, watching a cluster of fire light up in his palm, and the ghost came out and lay in his palm.

Comparing the two, the weapon that killed Shiba is exactly the same as a ghost except that it has no handle, as if a piece of hell has been wrung from it—is there a second ghost in this world? !

Before he could think deeply, there was the sound of footsteps approaching from far away, flying over at an extremely fast speed.Chu Wanning was calmer than Mo Ran, pondered a little, and his eyes suddenly froze: "Mo Ran, put away the hell first!"

"what--?"

That's too late.

A group of people has plundered to the entrance of the Trial Cave, there are Feathermen, there are monks from various sects practicing in Taohuayuan, and there are even figures of Xue Meng, Ye Xijun, and Shi Mei in the crowd... It seems that someone has noticed the Trial Cave The strangeness here has summoned almost all the people to come here.

So when everyone arrived one after another, what they saw was Shiba who had died tragically outside the cave, with willow vines strangled around his neck, squeezed into the flesh and blood.And Mo Ran was in a mess with a half-grown child. Obviously, he had experienced a fierce battle. Mo Ran was covered in blood, and what he was holding in his hand was the hell with dangerous flames...

Silent.

I don't know who suddenly shouted: "Murderer, murderer!"

The crowd slowly became noisy, panic, anger, and whispers gathered into a stream, buzzing and trembling the periosteum. The broken words of "killed", "murderer", "what's the intention", "crazy" and "crazy" are repeated continuously, and the crowded crowd is like the stream of corpses in the illusion just now, which gives Mo Ran an illusion, like an illusion It's not over yet, the nightmare continues.

The blood of Lin'an City 200 years ago seems to be still flowing.

"No..." His throat was dry, and he took a step back, "It's not me..."

When he stopped, someone grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Mo Ran lowered his head in confusion and saw Chu Wanning's clear eyes.

He murmured unconsciously: "It's not me..."

Chu WanNing nodded, trying to protect him behind him.But what can he do as such a small child at this moment?

I was anxious, and suddenly felt that Mo Ran took another step forward.

More and more people shouted: "Catch him! And that kid! Catch him! The murderer!"

"We can't let them escape, it's too dangerous! Catch them!"

Mo Ran held Chu Wanning backhanded, brought him behind him, blocked him, then lowered his head for a while, and gradually calmed down.

"I didn't kill the eighteenth girl. You listen to my explanation."

The faces in the crowd were all so blurry, overlapping with a time in his previous life that he couldn't bear to recall.He barely saw Xue Meng in those figures, Xue Meng's face was unbelievable, and then he saw Shi Mo, Shi Mo's eyes widened, his face was pale and terrible, and he couldn't help shaking his head.

Mo Ran closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I didn't kill people, but I didn't plan to escape. Before you catch me, you should listen to my defense once?"

However, even if Mo Ran said so, no one would listen to him.Anxiety and anger permeated the crowd, and a female crown screamed: "You, you were caught murdering, what is there to argue about!"

"that is!"

"No matter what, arrest both of them! If you really wronged them, it won't be too late to release them!"

"Grab it! Grab it!"

Xue Meng recovered from the initial horror. He came out of the crowd, facing those angry and distorted faces, his back to Mo Ran, and said loudly: "Please be quiet and listen to me."

"Who are you!"

"Why listen to you!"

"Wait, this one seems to be Fenghuang'er?"

"Phoenix? The proud son of heaven? Is that Xue Meng?"

"It's him..."

Xue Meng's face was very ugly, almost pale, he took a breath, and said slowly: "Please listen to me. These two are my disciples at the top of life and death, and I believe they will never do it. Something happened to kill innocent people. Please calm down and listen to their explanation first."

"..."

After a moment of silence, someone suddenly shouted: "Why should we trust you? So what if you are a disciple of the pinnacle of death and life, you must know them well, and know them like the back of your hand?"

"That is, people's hearts are separated by belly, even if they are from the same sect, how much can they understand!"

Xue Meng's complexion is getting worse and worse, his lips are tightly pursed, and his fingers are unknowingly clenched into fists.

Behind him, Mo Ran pulled Chu Wanning to stand. In fact, he was a little surprised when he came out from Xue Meng. He didn't have a deep friendship with this cousin in his previous life, and he always looked down on each other. Later, he became a human being. Jie Dizun, who did everything from burning, killing, looting, naturally entered two incompatible camps with "Fenghuang'er".

Therefore, he never expected that Xue Meng would turn his back to him and face others in such a situation where thousands of people pointed at him.

The ink burned suddenly, and said: "Xue Meng, you... believe me?"

"Bah! Dog, who believes you?" Xue Meng turned his face halfway, and said unhappily, "Look at what you are doing! You are still a year older than me, but you want me to give You clean up the mess!"

"..."

After cursing, he turned his head and yelled at those people in a more ferocious voice: "What's the matter? Why don't I understand them? One of them is my junior brother, and the other is my cousin! Do you understand, or I understand? "

"Xue Meng..."

"Will you die after listening to a few explanations? With so many people watching, could it be that after a while, they can put on their wings and fly?"

At this time, Shi Mo also came out, but he seemed to have no momentum, weak and weak, and said in panic: "My lords, I can also protect the two of them, the eighteenth girl is definitely not hurt by them , please listen to the explanation, thank you..."

Ye Wangxi also stepped forward. Although he did not guarantee the two of them, he was much calmer than those people who were in a mess.

Ye Wangxi said: "Even if you want to detain them temporarily, you should give them a chance to defend themselves. If not, wouldn't it be cheaper for the real murderer? What if that person is hiding among you and me?"

When he said this, the others immediately looked at each other with a trace of vigilance in their eyes.

"...Okay! Let me explain to you first!"

"But you still have to catch it! Be cautious!"

"It's better to catch the wrong one than let it go!"

Mo Ran sighed, raised his forehead with his hands, and after a while, he actually smiled.

"I didn't expect that there are people who are willing to believe me when I'm surrounded by enemies. Okay, okay, even if I get caught, I won't be angry if I just attack the three of you."

He simply made the virtual environment into reality, what happened in the territory, and the fact that he saw the eighteenth murdered after he came out.

It's a pity that after the Asura Realm is broken, it will be a new illusion for others to enter again, so it is impossible to verify whether what Mo Ran said is true or not, but if he made it up, then he will have to piece together such a story in a short time , it is really difficult.

Therefore, after he finished speaking, most of the people in the crowd already seemed a little shaken.

A featherman with a more distinguished status whispered a few words to his subordinates, and then said: "Mo Ran, Xia Sini, although you two have something to say, there is no evidence after all. Before everything is investigated, for the sake of Taohuayuan's safety, You still have to be wronged and imprisoned for a period of time."

The ink burned helplessly and smiled bitterly: "OK, I knew it would be like this. You give me food and drink, and I won't say anything."

"Naturally." The Featherman paused, and then said: "From now on, the monks in the Taoyuan must be on strict alert to avoid accidents. I will send people to inquire about the monks who have not arrived in time. Eliminate suspicion. In addition, I will inform the heads of all factions about this matter, especially the top of death and life, which is the most involved. If possible, I would like to invite the two masters to come and talk about it."

"Master?!" When the ink burned, his face changed.

Chu Wanning silently did not say a word.

"I don't want to invite Master! Can I replace my uncle?"

"When a disciple is ill, he should report to his teacher. This has been a rule in the cultivation world since ancient times. Could it be that your life and death are different?"

"not me……"

Mo Ran scratched his head anxiously, sighed again and again, and didn't know what to say.

It is certainly not wrong for a disciple to report to his master when he is ill.

But thinking of Chu Wanning's dull face and cold eyes.Mo Ran felt that even if he came, he must be indiscriminate, and he would teach himself a lesson first, it would be better not to meet each other.

But no matter what he said, things were hard to change.

He was imprisoned together with his junior brother.

The confinement place in Peach Blossom Spring is a small cave, with ancient thorns growing at the entrance of the cave, which only listen to the orders of the feathermen. The inside is dark all day long, but fortunately there is a fire pond, in which burns a cursed flame that cannot be extinguished.

Everything in the cave is simple, there is only a large and rough stone bed covered with golden red cushions woven from feather wings, a stone table, four stone benches, a bronze mirror, and several sets of dishes and tea sets.

Mo Ran and Chu Wanning were imprisoned here together.

Although the matter has not been concluded, the featherman who is in charge of supervising the two seems to be on good terms with Shiba. When she died for no reason, the featherman blamed Mo Ran and the two, so they caused some stumbling blocks in daily life.

On the first night, the Featherman still knew to send some food, the food was not abundant, but it was enough to eat.However, on the second day, they just randomly threw some raw meat and vegetables, rice noodles and salt into the cave, saying that they had no time to take care of their food, and let them take care of what they wanted to eat.

"If you take care of yourself, you can take care of yourself. It's just cooking. Who wouldn't?"

Mo Ran squatted on the ground angrily as he spoke, picking up useful ingredients.

"What do you want to eat, little brother?"

"……It will be all right."

"Well, the most difficult dish in the world is called 'all can be'. Let me see, here are pork belly, cabbage... Tsk tsk, this birdman is really stingy, all the cabbage he gave was clappers. I gave some flour and Japonica rice, the amount is quite a lot, and I don’t know how many days it is." He counted, raised his head and asked Chu Wanning, "Want to eat or eat noodles?"

Chu Wanning was resting on the stone bed. Hearing the words, he thought for a while, and then said, "Face."

After a pause, he added another sentence: "Spare rib noodles."

"...Ahaha, you are making things difficult for me, where did you get the ribs?"

"Then whatever you want, it's fine."

Mo Ran sat cross-legged on the ground, supported his knees with his hands, dragged his cheeks, thought for a while and said: "There are not many ingredients here, let me make you a bowl of noodles?"

"saozi noodles?"

"Like it?"

"Okay, is it spicy?"

Mo Ran smiled: "Look, there is not even a trace of pepper in the thing that the birdman gave."

Now that he has discussed what to eat, Mo Ran started making noodles.Chu Wanning was short and lacked strength, so he was too lazy to pretend to help. He just lay on the bed, lazily watching Mo Ran kneading the white and soft dough, and his eyes gradually softened.

Suddenly I feel that this is also very good. Mo Ran doesn't know who he is, so he can stay with Mo Ran like this all the time. When cooking, he will ask him what he wants to eat, which is really good.

He was even a little uneasy, feeling that he had gotten too much, as if he had stolen it from a child named "Xia Sini".

After the ink burned the noodles, put the fried minced meat on it.The condiments given by Yumin were pitiful, and he really couldn't cook any dishes with all the colors, flavors, and flavors, but the noodles were very chewy, and the softness and firmness were just right.The pork belly is cut off a layer of fat and stir-fried to get out the pork. Zila slams it while it is hot and pours it on the noodles. It is also very fragrant when mixed well.

"Junior brother, eat..." He looked up and saw that Chu Wanning had fallen asleep, still lying on his stomach, with his head resting on his arms, face sideways, long eyelashes, and a peaceful expression.

"Dinner..." He muttered the second half of the sentence, then walked to the bed and touched Chu Wanning's jade-like hair.

"Looking at it this way, you really look like Master. I don't know what relationship you and Master have with the Lin'an Chu family, and I don't know who is trying to harm us, alas... let alone Master at this moment. What are you doing, knowing what happened here, will you be indiscriminate and blame me."

Speaking of which, Mo Ran's eyes were dimmed, and Chu Wanning's black hair curled around his fingertips, and he sighed faintly.

"You don't know him. Whenever something happens, he always scolds me... He doesn't like me very much."

It's a pity that Chu Wanning fell asleep. This sentence is like a misunderstanding that they have entangled for decades in the past and present. They are lightly scattered in the silent night, and no one answers.

Mo Ran waited for the noodles to cool down a little bit, and when he didn't burn his mouth, he called Chu Wanning.

"Brother, let's eat."

Chu WanNing covered his mouth and yawned, and stared sleepily for a while.

"Oh, eat..."

Mo Ran brought over the noodles. He loves to cook, but he doesn't like to wash dishes. In order to save one utensil from washing, he simply put all the noodles in the pot where he just fried the meat.

Chu Wanning was a little surprised by such a bold and informal meal, slightly opened his eyes wide, and looked at the big pot of noodles in disbelief: "This... how to eat?"

"Let's eat together." Mo Ran handed him a pair of chopsticks, folded his hands together, and said with a smile, "The competition will start soon! Who can eat more noodles? Let's wait and see. "

"..."

After the ink burned, he narrowed his eyes and smiled more happily.Chu Wanning stared at him for a while and said, "It seems that as long as you have something to eat, you will be special..."

"Extremely happy, right?"

"Ah."

"Haha, people depend on food."

As the ink burned, he was not polite. He first picked up a large chopsticks and noodles, and his cheeks were bulging: "Ugly is ugly, but the vegetarian taste is not bad."

"..." Chu Wanning's face was not good-looking, "Eat, don't suck."

"Hahaha!" Mo Ran patted his thigh and laughed, "You child, you are too similar to my master. He also told me not to suck, but guess what? Once I had dinner with him, I deliberately dumped Putting a bone into his bowl made him angry, hahahahaha—”

Chu Wanning gritted his teeth and said: "You are really presumptuous!"

"That's right! That's the reaction, how do you know? Alas, you're still very similar. I think you two may be distant relatives. Seriously, when Master comes here, you can ask him carefully." ?Hey—don’t grab the half fried egg from me—”

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Feed the fish: Brother, do you want to eat or eat noodles?

Big White Cat: It’s cold, why not eat dog meat (sneer)