The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chap 107

Once the scholar started talking, it lasted for four hours. Mo Ran listened until he was dizzy and almost fell asleep, but he still had to pretend that he was very interested. It was really hard for him to do so.

Mo Ran was quite good at pretending to listen.

At first, he would say “Oh?” and then frown. He seemed to be puzzled and doubtful.

After the other party had talked for a while, he would say, “Oh …” and the space between his eyebrows would relax slightly, as if he had gained some enlightenment and gradually understood.

Lastly, he had to remember to open his eyes wide with a burning gaze and say, “Oh ~”. He had to let the speaker understand that he had been enlightened and enlightened by his teachings.

He didn’t skimp on the three “oh” in Chu Wanning’s class.

Unfortunately, Chu Wanning did not buy it. He always looked at him coldly and told him to shut up.

However, the Little Bookworm had never been treated like this before. Towards the end of his speech, his eyes lit up and he was extremely excited. It was as if he regretted not having met Mo Ran earlier. There was no trace of his previous arrogance.

“I understand.” Mo Ran smiled and said, “After listening to you and looking at this Landscape Painting, I realized how precious this painting is. It’s priceless.”

If the Little Bookworm was still alive, he would have been blushing. But now, other than blushing, he was just as excited. He was so happy that he did not know where to put his hands and feet. He just smiled like a child, his thin face full of light.

It was the first time Mo Ran saw someone so happy as a ghost.

When it was about time, he got up and bowed to the scholar. “It’s getting late. I’ll look around and find a place to stay. If you’re free tomorrow, I’ll look for you again. ”

The scholar was surprised to be called “Sir”. He was happy, half scared and half happy. “No, no, no, I don’t deserve to be called” Sir “. I’ve tried so many times, but I couldn’t even pass the county level. I… sigh…”

Mo Ran smiled. “The quality of a scholar is not determined by wealth, but by the heart.”

The scholar was shocked. “You, you can actually say such a thing?”

“That’s what my teacher said. It’s just picking up from others.”

The scholar said, “… picking up from others.”

“Really? Hahahaha. “Mo Ran laughed and scratched his head.” I got it wrong again. ”

The scholar saw that it was getting late and thought that no one would come to ask about the painting today, so he packed up his basket and said, “I have nothing to do and it’s rare to meet someone I can talk to. Although the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, it is also important to drink with a bosom friend. I think … ”

Seeing that he was about to throw away his bag again, Mo Ran smiled and cut him off, “Are you trying to say that it’s getting late, why don’t we find a place to have a drink?”

“Ah, yes, yes, let’s drink a little, okay?”

“Okay.” Mo Ran nodded. “Sir, please pay.”

The scholar was speechless.

On the greasy little table, there was a plate of peanuts, a dozen or so pieces, and two small glasses of wine, cramped and half full. Only one candle was lit in the tavern, burning miserably. The owner with a protruding mouth and monkey-like cheeks was wiping a chipped bowl behind the counter.

“This place is a little shabby.” The scholar looked a little uneasy. “But I haven’t received any paper money. I’ve only been to a few shops, this one is passable …”

“It’s pretty good.” Mo Ran picked up the wine glass and looked carefully. “Ghosts eat?”

“It’s all fake, the same as offering.” The scholar took a bite of the peanuts, but the peanuts did not disappear. He said, “Look, just like this. Taste it. ”

Mo Ran calmly put down the wine cup. He was not a dead man. He would reveal his identity if he ate.

After drinking for thirty minutes, the scholar’s depressed mood seemed to have improved. He chatted with Mo Ran for a while and asked, “Young Master Mo, you asked me to draw a figure for you. Is it someone you like?”

Mo Ran hurriedly waved his hand. “No, no, it’s my Shizun.”

“Ah.” The scholar was stunned. “I’ve been setting up a stall in the netherworld for many years. I’ve seen people come to ask for a portrait of a beauty, but I’ve never seen anyone ask me to draw a Shizun. Does your Shizun treat you very well? ”

Mo Ran felt ashamed. He said, “Yes, very well.”

“No wonder.” The scholar nodded. “Why do you want to draw him?”

“To find someone.”

The scholar let out another “ah” and looked surprised. “He’s also in the netherworld?”

“Yes.” Mo Ran said, “I heard that the dead have to stay in Nanke Village for eight to ten years. I’m worried about him, so I want to find him and be his companion.”

The scholar did not doubt at all. He was even a little moved. After muttering to himself for a while, he finally sighed. “It’s rare to see such deep feelings. Good! Young Master Mo, I’ll help you with this! “As he said this, he got up to open the box and took out the drawing tools.

Mo Ran was overjoyed. He thanked him repeatedly and asked for his name. He secretly remembered it in his heart, thinking that when he returned to the netherworld, he would burn more gold, silver, and valuables for this poor brother of his.

The two of them were emotional and excited. They laid out the paper and ground the ink in a lively manner.

But after a few words, they choked.

“My Shizun … he …” Mo Ran clenched his hands into fists and knocked on his knees several times. But he still couldn’t come up with anything. After a long time, this poor man finally squeezed out a sentence. “He’s a beauty. You can draw him.”

The scholar glared at him.

Mo Ran said, “Draw him.”

“… How do you mean beauty?”

“Isn’t it simple? It’s just beauty. Draw him as beautiful as you can.”

“I know, but … forget it. Tell me, what do you think his face is?”

“What face?” Mo Ran was taken aback. “… A face is a face.”

The scholar was a little annoyed, “Melon seeds, almonds, wood, and goose eggs. Why don’t you name one?”

“I don’t know about these things. Anyway, he’s quite handsome.”

The scholar was speechless.

Mo Ran said, “Forget it. If you don’t know, just draw according to my face. The shape of our faces is not too different.”

The scholar was speechless.

And then there were the eyes.

“What eyes?”

Seeing that Mo Ran was about to speak, he suddenly stopped him and added.

“Don’t say eyes. They’re eyes.”

Mo Ran waved his hand and said, “I know what you mean. His eyes are right … this, how do I say it? Fierce and … charming? Cold and gentle. ”

The scholar threw his brush and said angrily, “I’m not drawing anymore! You’d better find someone else! ”

“Don’t!” Mo Ran hurriedly pulled him, “Others can’t draw as well as you.”

The scholar endured and glared at him. But seeing that Mo Ran’s face was full of sincerity, he said stiffly, “Then tell me properly. Answer whatever I ask.”

Mo Ran also felt wronged. He thought to himself, didn’t I answer well just now? Didn’t I also answer whatever the scholar asks? But he was soft-hearted when asking for help, so he could only obediently nod and hug the spirit guiding lamp in his arms.

The scholar said, “It’s still eyes. He has leopard eyes? Triple white eyes? Almond eyes? Phoenix eyes? Or … ”

Mo Ran was dizzy from hearing this and shook his head, “Slit eyes? Then aren’t they very small? No, his eyes are moving upwards. I don’t know what they’re called. Anyway, they’re … uh, they’re flying upwards. It’s quite nice … ”

“Then they’re phoenix eyes.”

Mo Ran opened his mouth, but when he saw the displeasure on the scholar’s face, he shut his mouth bitterly. “Fine, if you say so, then so be it.”

The scholar continued to ask, “Is the nose high or low?”

“High.”

“Are the lips thin or thick?”

“Thin.”

“Are the eyebrows thick or light?”

“Thick.”

“Thick?”

“It’s okay … I know the eyebrows. They should be sword-like.”

“Good.” The scholar added a few more strokes and asked again, “Do you have mole marks on your face?”

Mo Ran tilted his head and thought for a while. As he thought, his face turned red and he stammered, “Yes …”

“Where?”

“Beside the left ear.” Mo Ran slowly said, “It’s a little small, the color is quite light, and …”

When he kissed here, it would be extra sensitive.

The scholar raised his eyebrows, “And?”

“No.” Mo Ran shook his head like a rattle-drum and his face turned even redder, “There’s no and.”

The scholar looked at him strangely. Fortunately, the light was dim and he couldn’t see the color on his face. He moistened the tip of the brush and asked again, “What about the clothes?”

“He likes to wear white clothes. A green jade crown or a high ponytail. “Mo Ran thought for a while and added,” Sometimes he wears it. When he wears it, it’s very … ”

“Don’t say it’s good-looking!” The scholar couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Well, then it’s handsome.”

The scholar was speechless.

After grinding for half a day, he finally finished drawing. Mo Ran blew on the ink and held it up for a closer look. He felt that although it was not as handsome as Chu Wan Ning, and they were not very similar, it was still acceptable. He smiled and said, “Thank you, Teacher. It’s quite good. ”

“I only need to draw Pan An, Fan Li, and Xi Zi, Diao Chan.”

“Hahaha.” Mo Ran laughed and said, “When I find Shizun, I’ll definitely thank you properly.”

He drank some wine with the scholar and chatted for a while. When the sky turned dark, the two parted ways in front of the wine shop. Mo Ran carried Chu Wanning’s portrait. According to the scholar, there was a building on the fifth street of Nanke Village called “Shun Feng Restaurant”. It specialized in gathering information for new lonely souls.

He was going to take a look.

Outside Shun Feng Restaurant, a red curtain swayed faintly with a black snake totem painted on it. Mo Ran pushed the door open and entered. He saw a long counter in the hall. Behind the counter sat a dozen ghosts in red robes. They were all wearing wooden lacquered masks, so he couldn’t see their faces clearly. In front of these masked ghosts, there was a long line. They were all dead people with different expressions, and they all had different desires.

Hundreds of white candles floated at the top of the building. The overlapping shadows of the candles shone on the dead people. The ghosts came and went, and they were very busy.

“Little Master, can you help me find out where my little brother is? His name is Zhang Bayi, he’s from Gusu. He was twenty-one years old when he died … ”

“Do you have a portrait?”

“No, no.”

“You can find him even if you don’t have a portrait. The cost is ten times higher.”

“Big Brother …”

The masked man coughed, his voice crisp.

“Ah, I’m sorry. So it’s a big sister. Big sister, it’s like this. When I died, that person in my family told me that she would never remarry, but I kept seeing her flirting with my younger brother for a long time. I can’t take this lying down even if I die. Can you help me investigate and see if she’s really a well-behaved widow in the world of the living, or if she’s really close to my younger brother! ”

“Investigating matters in the world of the living, this is the price. Please take a look first.”

“Sorry to disturb you. In my previous life, this little one liked a girl. But she was of noble birth and looked down on a poor scholar. This little one was timid and never revealed his feelings to her. Later on, she got married and this little one was happy for her. Who would have thought that the person she married was actually a married man? … Sigh, later on, she … was one step ahead of this little one. Thus, this little one wants to investigate two things. The first is where this girl is now. The second is … I want to know the fate of the two of us in our next lives … ”

“Trouble in the future can be investigated, but there’s no charge. You need to exchange your lifespan for it. As for where this girl is, I’ll have to trouble you to report her name and present a portrait. ”

“Oh, okay, okay. I do have a portrait. It’s here. The girl’s surname is Yao, and her name is Lan … ”

In front of every cabinet, there was a babble of ghosts. Their bodies were rotting away, but they still couldn’t let go of their obsession.

Mo Ran hugged the lamp and walked around in a circle. He realized that there were all kinds of questions. The people of Shunfeng Brothel were either collecting money or lifespan.

He didn’t have money. If he asked them to collect lifespan, he would be suspected of being an undead who had sneaked into the netherworld. For a moment, he was anxious and couldn’t help but curse Huaizui for being brainless. Why didn’t he know to stuff some money into his pocket in advance?

But looking at the price list, it didn’t seem expensive to ask about a person. Mo Ran steeled his heart and ran back to the wine shop. With great difficulty, he finally caught up with the scholar. After much persuasion, he borrowed some money and returned to Shunfeng Brothel.

After waiting in line for half a day, it was finally his turn.

Mo Ran anxiously said, “I’m looking for someone. This is a portrait. ”

He handed over Chu Wanning’s portrait to the other party and was about to continue speaking. Unexpectedly, after that person saw it, he chuckled and closed the scroll. He asked, “Why are you looking for him?”

“Huh?” Mo Ran was startled. “You know where he is just by looking at the portrait?”

“Yes. But first tell me, why are you looking for him? ”

“He’s an old friend of mine.”

The other party glanced at him and then said, “Wait a moment.” He then leaned over and whispered a few words to a colleague next to him. When he turned back, his tone was a lot friendlier.

“Since he’s Mr. Chu’s old friend, I won’t take the money.” The man stood up and waved to him. “Come upstairs with me.”