The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chap 119
Although Chu Wanning did not hear what Rong Jiu was shouting behind him, he understood without further explanation that Rong Jiu was deliberately provoking him in the warehouse just now. He wanted him to be angry so that he could find the right time to escape and tell on him.
Thinking about how he would always think twice before anything, but now when it came to matters related to Mo Ran, he was no longer so calm. He was actually tricked by a fool with just a few words. Chu Wanning was a little speechless.
He looked at Mo Ran running in front of him and could not help but ask, “After that … did you go to the Peach House again?”
Unexpectedly hearing this name that he had almost forgotten, Mo Ran staggered and scolded, “Rong Jiu, that bastard! He said that I went to the Peach House again?! How could I go there again?! Master, are you angry because of this and saying that I lied to you? ”
“… …”
“After the Good and Evil Stage, I never went to those … those places again. I did not lie to you. If you don’t believe me, you can use the ghost to tie me up and interrogate me.”
“… … No need.”
Chu Wanning lowered his eyes and looked at the ghost that he was still holding tightly in his hand. He thought about how he did not ask and used the willow vine to beat Mo Ran up. It was really … …
Wait a minute, Shen Wu?!
The ghostly flames illuminated his eyes and brows, making them look extremely bright. Chu Wanning stared at them for a moment, and her heart was already in turmoil. She tried to channel the ghostly flow into her palm, and immediately felt a powerful and abundant energy rush into her palm in an unending stream.
Chu Wanning suddenly understood where to get the source of spiritual power — —
Between the living and the dead, although they could no longer exchange spiritual power, the spiritual power of Shen Wu did not matter whether it was human, ghost, god or demon. As long as the weapon itself did not resist, then it was the same!
Mo Ran was running halfway when he suddenly felt that Chu Wanning had stopped. He immediately turned around and asked anxiously, “Master, what’s wrong?”
His face was still covered in blood, making him look even more pitiful when contrasted with his bright black eyes.
Chu Wanning pursed his lips. He was a little embarrassed, but also a little reluctant. However, the pride in his bones made him feel that even though he had wronged Mo Ran, this kid did indeed have a relationship with those Zhang Sanrong and Jiu girls in the past. He deserved to be beaten.
After thinking for a moment, Chu Wanning did not know what kind of tone he should use to face him. So, he could only continue to say without any tone or expression,
“Mo Ran, stand still and move to the side of the palace wall.”
“… … What?”
Chu Wanning said lightly, “Let me show you a magic trick.”
“… … …”
Before he could understand what his master meant, he saw the ghost’s red light continuously flow into Chu Wanning’s remnant soul, enveloping his entire soul in a layer of scorching flames. Mo Ran opened his eyes wide and watched Chu Wanning and the ghost for a moment. Suddenly, the flames disappeared. The man in the golden-red robe held the willow vine that was spitting flames and turned to him.
“Mo Ran, give the ghost an order.”
Mo Ran already vaguely knew what he was going to do. Although he found it hard to believe, he immediately shouted, “The ghost is like me, listen to his orders.”
The willow vine in Chu Wanning’s hand hissed and flowed, bursting into a string of sparkling red sparks. The willow leaves on the vine glowed brightly and emitted a brilliant light.
Chu Wanning raised his other hand, his fingertips brushing the ghost’s vine inch by inch. Wherever his fingertips passed, brilliance surged. At this time, thousands of ghost soldiers had already arrived not far in front of the two of them. Behind the two of them was the towering palace wall that was sealed by the barrier. There was no way to retreat.
However, Chu Wanning did not plan to retreat.
A ray of light splashed out from his eyes, forming thousands of ripples. A strong wind suddenly blew, and his robes fluttered wildly. Chu Wanning held the willow vine and fiercely whipped it in the air. In an instant, the ghost rushed out like a dragon, golden light shining brightly, illuminating the night sky!
The ghost obeyed Mo Ran’s orders and no longer rejected Chu Wanning. Instead, it continuously gathered its own powerful spiritual energy into Chu Wanning’s soul.
Chu Wanning’s eyes flashed with a dazzling light, and his voice was deep and steady, “Ghost, Ten Thousand Coffin!”
“Boom — —” In an instant, countless golden-red willow vines broke out of the ground, tearing the majestic palace into broken bricks and tiles. Thick and strong vines tightly held the ghost soldiers and ghosts, dragging them to the center of the willow vines and sealing them.
Mo Ran looked at everything in front of him in amazement, watching the Divine Martial and the remnant soul respond and fuse together.
Chu Wanning’s robes fluttered, and his ink-black hair was like smoke.
In life and in death, there was this world-shaking blazing heroic spirit that was unstoppable.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chu Wanning suddenly rushed back and pressed his hand against the palace wall. In just a short while, he immediately found the weak point of the barrier.
“Nine feet up, four inches to the right, you use fire to attack!”
Mo Ran immediately jumped up as he said, and before the ghosts in the palace had time to react, he gathered the Fiery Curse in his palm and smashed it at the location Chu Wanning pointed at!
In an instant, the earth and mountains shook, and the sky-high palace walls quickly collapsed, returning to their original height and appearance. The sealing barrier that guarded the surroundings was also instantly torn apart, collapsing into pieces.
“Get out!”
There was no need to say it a second time, Mo Ran jumped to the top of the wall, turned around, and pulled Chu Wanning, who came up behind him. The two of them broke out of the palace of the four ghost kings, and their figures were extremely fast, disappearing into the boundless night sky in an instant …
In the narrow alley, Chu Wanning and Mo Ran each leaned against a wall, looking at each other, and said nothing. In the end, Mo Ran couldn’t hold it in and laughed, “That old ghost is probably going to die of anger … hiss!” When he grinned, the wound on his cheek hurt.
“…” Chu Wanning said, “Don’t laugh.”
Mo Ran stopped laughing. In the dim alley, his eyelashes fluttered, and his dark, gentle eyes looked at the other person, “Shizun, are you still angry with me?”
If he had said “Shizun, you’ve wronged me”, Chu Wanning might have felt uncomfortable, but he asked if he was still angry. Chu Wanning hesitated for a moment, then silently changed the topic, “… Hurry up and cast your spell. We escaped from the palace of the four ghost kings. He won’t have the face to tell the other ghost kings for a while, but it might not be so if we delay for a long time.”
When he heard this, he knew that Chu Wanning wasn’t going to leave. His heart, which had been tense since just now, finally relaxed.
Mo Ran couldn’t help but laugh again, “Yes.” As he laughed, it hurt again, and he couldn’t help but cover his face.
Chu Wanning, “…”
Mo Ran took out the Spirit Guiding Lamp and held it in his hands. He lowered his head and silently recited the incantation. After repeating it three times, the Spirit Guiding Lamp suddenly emitted a dazzling brilliance, so bright that it was impossible to open one’s eyes.
He seemed to hear Master Huaizui’s chanting through the rushing water of the Yellow Springs, and through the tranquil Forgetfulness River reeds.
“When will you return … When will you return …”
That voice was very faint, and it was almost impossible to distinguish. After a while, the chanting of “When will you return” seemed to be closer, and then Master Huaizui’s voice sounded in Mo Ran’s ears.
“Why are there two Earthly Spirits?” Master Huaizui’s hazy voice carried a trace of doubt.
Mo Ran closed his eyes, and in his mind, he told everything to Huaizui.
That faint voice was silent for a moment, then said, “You saw Shun Feng Restaurant’s Chu Xun?”
“Yes.”
“…”
“Master?”
“It’s nothing. Since Master Chu said that it’s normal to have two Earthly Spirits, that should be the case.” Huaizui said, “It’s just that I’ve never tried to summon two Earthly Spirits from the World of Spirits and Souls at the same time. It will take a little longer, so I’ll have to trouble Almsgiver Mo to wait a little longer.”
Mo Ran glanced at the Four Kings Palace and asked, “How long will it take? We just came out of the Four Kings Palace, I don’t know when they’ll catch up … ”
“It won’t be too long, please be assured, Almsgiver Mo.”
Huaizui said this, and his voice became even fainter. After a while, it was completely drowned out by the chanting of “When will you return”.
Chu Wanning couldn’t hear Huaizui’s voice, and frowned slightly, “What’s wrong?”
“Master’s soul is special, so the master said to wait a little longer.” Mo Ran said, “This place is too close to the palace, let’s walk a little further.”
Chu Wanning nodded, and the two walked to a corner. At this time, the sky was almost bright, and the old man who had led the way before was preparing to pack up his stall. When he saw Mo Ran, he exclaimed in surprise, “Aiya!”
“You found him?”
Mo Ran didn’t expect to meet him again, and was stunned for a moment, then said, “I found him, I found him, thank you very much, Uncle.”
“What’s there to thank, it’s the little immortal’s good luck. Ai … Why is your face broken? ”
“Oh, it was … it was hit by the Yin Soldier’s Soul Scattering Whip.” Mo Ran made up a story.
“No wonder, I’ve said that normal things shouldn’t be able to hurt ghosts, ai … How painful must it be.”
The old man thought for a moment, then put down the tray that he had cleaned up, and cooked two bowls of small wonton, and held it out to them, “These leftovers won’t be sold today, I’ll treat you to some before you leave.”
Mo Ran thanked him, and watched as the old man picked up the basket again, and leisurely walked away. Only then did he put the bowl of soup on the small stone bench next to him.
Chu Wanning didn’t like to eat green onions, so the old man sprinkled some green onions in the wonton soup. Mo Ran scooped out the green onions in front of him, and then switched with Chu Wanning’s bowl, and said, “Master, eat this bowl.”
“…” Chu Wanning glanced at him, but didn’t refuse, and picked up the spoon to slowly taste it.
Mo Ran watched him eat, the cold soup of the ghost realm touching his light-colored lips, and the wonton and soup didn’t disappear at all, the authentic way of eating ghosts.
“Is it good?”
“It’s okay.”
“It’s not as good as your dragon hands.”
“Cough!” Chu Wanning was caught off guard, and as if he had choked, he abruptly raised his head, and stared in astonishment at the person in front of him who was holding his chin and looking at him with a smile. He suddenly felt like a clam that had been forcefully ripped off its shell, and exposed to the scorching sun, with not a single secret left.
“… What dragon hands?”
Elder Yuheng frowned, his expression solemn, and tried to play dumb to hide his master’s prestige.
“Stop pretending.” But before he could pick up his master’s prestige, Mo Ran’s hand reached out to ruffle his hair, and smashed it to pieces.
Chu Wanning was very angry at this, and also very depressed.
“I know everything.”
“…”
Mo Ran took out the lantern that contained the human soul from his qiankun bag, and placed it next to the stone bench, saying, “Master was awkward when he was alive, but in the netherworld, only the human soul is honest.”
“I made it for you, but …”
Mo Ran raised his eyebrows, and looked at him with a smile that wasn’t a smile.
‘But what?
Guilt in your heart? Fear that you’ll be hungry? Regret it?
He couldn’t say these things out loud.
Chu Wanning felt that there was a hidden illness in his heart. He always had a self-esteem that was much stronger than that of ordinary people. He regarded ‘being good to others’, ‘liking someone’, and ‘having attachments’ as shameful things. Through many years of wind and rain, he was used to being alone, and became a tall and straight giant tree that towered into the sky.
This kind of giant tree would never sway like a flower, provoking people, nor would it sway with the wind like a vine, tickling people’s hearts.
He just stood there silently and solemnly. He was very steady, and also very reliable. He silently sheltered the people passing by from the wind and rain, and provided shade for the people leaning against the tree to enjoy the shade.
Perhaps it was because the tree was really too tall, too lush, that people had to deliberately raise their heads to discover — Ah, so this gentle shade was cast by him.
But those passers-by who came and went, none of them raised their heads, and none of them discovered him.
People’s vision was always used to looking at places that were lower than themselves, or at most the same level as themselves, so he gradually got used to it. Being used to it, it became natural.
In fact, there was no one in the world who was born to be dependent, or born to be relied on.
It was just that those who always clung to the strong would become more and more charming, more and more gentle, stretching out their boneless waists, flattering, and sweet-talking to obtain a piece of the world.
And there was another kind of person, such as Chu Wanning, ever since he left the mountain, he had always been the one who was relied on. This kind of person would become more and more resolute, more and more strong. Later on, his face would become iron, and his heart would become tempered steel. These people were used to seeing other people’s weakness, seeing all the servile and charming bones in the world, so they were extremely unwilling to reveal even the slightest bit of softness.
They were people who held swords, so they had to be fully armed, ready for battle.
They couldn’t reveal their weakness, and they didn’t know what a gentle home was.
After a long time, it seemed that they had forgotten. In fact, when people were born, they had feelings and intentions, there was hardness and softness. When they were children, they would cry and laugh, they would climb up after falling, and they would also yearn for a pair of hands to help them up.
He might have once hoped, hoped for someone to help him up. But after waiting once, there was no one. The second time, there was still no one. He gradually got used to it in his disappointment. When someone really did come to help him up, he would only feel that it was unnecessary, and he would feel ashamed.
It was just a fall.
His leg wasn’t broken, so why be pretentious?
What if his leg was broken, this kind of person would think.
Oh, it was just a broken leg, he wasn’t dead, so why be pretentious?
What if he was dead?
Even if he became a ghost, he would still think. Sigh, he was dead anyway, so it would be pretentious to say more.
They were trying hard to get rid of the pretentiousness of being born weak, but unknowingly, they fell into another kind of pretentiousness. Each one of them suffered from an illness of self-esteem, and it was incurable.
Mo Ran looked at this incurable person, waiting to see what he would say.
In the end, Chu Wanning didn’t say anything. He pursed his lips, and dryly put down the soup spoon.
He was very unhappy.
So after a while, he suddenly stood up and said, “Try casting another spell, I want to enter the Spirit Guiding Lamp.”
“Ah …” Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, then laughed, “Is the Spirit Guiding Lamp a conch shell? If you’re embarrassed, you can hide in it. ”
Chu Wanning’s expression was dignified, and he flicked his sleeve, “Embarrassed? Tell me, what is there for me to be embarrassed about? ”
“Shizun is embarrassed, of course, because …”
“！” He didn’t expect him to be so thick-skinned to say it. Chu Wanning felt as if he had been pricked by a needle, and said, “Shut up.”
“Because you’re good to me.”
“…”
Mo Ran also stood up. The red clouds of the Ghost Realm floated across the sky, and the dim crescent moon peeked out, sprinkling a layer of frost on the ground, and also illuminating Mo Ran’s face.
He was no longer smiling, and his expression was solemn and serious.
“Shizun, I know you’re good to me. I don’t know if you’ll remember what I’m saying now, but … no matter what, I want to tell you. From now on, you’ll be one of the most important people in this world. Your disciple did many ridiculous things in the past, and even though he clearly had the best Shizun in the world, he still harbored resentment. Now that I think about it, I feel very regretful. ”
Chu Wanning looked at him.
Mo Ran said, “Shizun is the best, best Shizun, and your disciple is the worst, worst disciple.”
Chu Wanning was originally a little uneasy, but when he heard Mo Ran use his pitiful words to express himself, he tried his best, but he was still so clumsy.
After a while, he couldn’t hold it in anymore, and finally smiled faintly.
“Oh.” He nodded, and repeated, “Shizun is the best, best Shizun, and your disciple is the worst, worst disciple. You finally have some self-awareness. ”
Chu Wanning was never a greedy person, he gave others a lot, but asked for very little. Even though he didn’t have Mo Ran’s friendship, but to be able to treat him as the most important person, as the best Shizun, that was not bad.
He was originally a person who was very poor emotionally, so poor, but he wasn’t willing to beg.
Someone was willing to give him a small piece of hot sesame seed cake to nibble on.
He felt very happy, nibbling on the cake in small bites, and was very satisfied.
But Mo Ran, this stupid guy, looked at this piece of soul in a daze, and was also amused by himself, the grass was growing and the orioles were flying, he was indescribably happy, he said, “Shizun, you should smile more, you look better when you smile than when you don’t.”
Chu Wanning, on the other hand, did not smile.
Self-esteem disease. He felt that “looking good” was a praise that wild flowers and weeds should get for showing off, like Rong Jiu, he didn’t want it.
But Mo Ran was still thinking hard to praise his good Shizun, “Shizun, do you know, when you smile … uh … only that word can describe …”
He was trying hard to think of a word to describe the beautiful scene just now.
Something related to laughter.
The clapper in the underworld sounded three more times.
This person’s mind was blessed, and he blurted out, “Yes! Smiling in the underworld! ”
“… …”
Chu Wanning was really angry this time, he didn’t want to pay attention to Mo Ran anymore, he suddenly waved his sleeves, held up the Spirit Guiding Lamp, and said sternly, “Mo Weiyu, you’re so long-winded, aren’t you going to cast your spell? If you say one more word of nonsense, I’ll go back to the Palace of the Four Kings myself, it’s better than returning to the human world and listening to your nonsense all day long! ”
Mo Ran was stunned.
Smiling in the underworld … … did he use it wrong?
In the underworld, he had a very beautiful smile, there, there was nothing wrong with it … …
Arguing at the intersection was after all a bit too flamboyant, Mo Ran didn’t know what he said wrong, but since his Shizun asked him to shut up, he would shut up. Thinking of this, Mo Ran scratched his head, and pulled Chu Wanning to a corner. At this time, the slow chanting in his mind was getting louder and louder, Mo Ran tried to ask Huaizui, “Master, is it almost done?”
There was a moment of silence, and then there was the sound of a wooden fish, Huaizui’s voice seemed to be right next to his ear, it became very clear.
“It’s almost done.”
As soon as Huaizui’s voice fell, bits of golden light floated out from Chu Wanning’s second soul, the soul standing in front of him became fainter and fainter as the golden light dispersed, until it suddenly turned into thousands of fireflies, flowing into the soul lamp like a river of stars.
Mo Ran heard the Master’s chanting, it came through the rushing and vigorous water of the Yellow Springs, and through the quiet and serene Wang River reeds.
“When will you return … … When will you return … …”
All the bitterness was gradually washed away by this long Buddhist voice, which was close to a sigh. Mo Ran hugged the soul lamp, only to feel his body become lighter and lighter, more and more illusory.
“Dong!”
There was a crisp sound of a wooden fish.
Like a sharp blade, it suddenly shattered this absent-minded chanting.
Mo Ran suddenly opened his eyes, as if he was awakened!
Everything in the World of Spirits and Souls dissipated, as if it was just a dream not long ago. He found himself lying on a bamboo raft, the bamboo raft stopped at the Bridge of Helplessness at the peak of life and death. Under the bamboo raft, there was an endless flow of water surging, splashing waves.
The sky was crab blue, but it was stained with a thin layer of red. Bamboo leaves fluttered on both sides of the river, thousands of leaves and thousands of sounds were fresh and tender.
Dawn seemed to be coming.
He blinked absent-mindedly.
Suddenly, he found that the soul lamp in his arms was gone, he was so shocked that he sat up abruptly.
“Master — —!”
“Don’t shout.”
Someone said lightly.
Mo Ran gasped, like a person who had experienced a nightmare. He turned his pale face and saw Huaizui sitting on the shore, knocking on the wooden fish on the bluestone and lifting his eyelids.
“Even if you shout, he can’t hear you now.”
The soul guiding lamp was placed next to the wooden fish, overflowing with colorful light and sparkling with golden splendor. Chu Wanning’s soul power was indescribably beautiful.
Huaizui picked up the soul guiding lamp, stood up from the rock, and nodded at Mo Ran. “Young Benefactor Mo, you did very well.”
Mo Ran got up with a grunt and jumped from the bamboo raft to the shore. He pulled Huaizui and asked anxiously, “Great Master, let’s go to Shuangtian Palace to find Master’s mortal body, right? Hurry, hurry, I’m afraid that if we’re late, his soul will disperse again. ”
Huaizui couldn’t help but laugh. “How can it disperse so easily?” Then, he added, “Don’t be anxious. This Penniless Monk has already sent Benefactor Xue to speak to your sect master. Chu Wanning’s mortal body should have been moved to the Red Lotus Waterside Pavilion. This Penniless Monk will enter seclusion there to cast a spell and transfer your master’s soul back into her body.”
Mo Ran said, “Then let’s go, let’s go!” Seeing Huaizui’s expression that was not a smile, he hurriedly said, “Great Master, take your time, there’s no rush, there’s no rush.”
However, his eyebrows were clearly furrowed, and he subconsciously took a step forward. He even wanted to reach out and pull Huaizui’s sleeve. How could he not be in a rush?
Huaizui shook his head, sighed, and said with a smile, “Young Benefactor, there’s no use in being anxious.”
Mo Ran waved his hand. “No rush, no rush, no rush, safety is more important.”
“Yes, safety is more important. When the soul leaves the body, it can’t instantly return to the body. Otherwise, it will go against the will of the heavens and easily disperse. This poor monk will naturally take his time. ”
“Yes, yes, yes. Good, good, good. Take your time.” Mo Ran repeatedly agreed, but he still couldn’t help but hesitate for a moment. He carefully asked, “Then how long will it take for Master to be revived?”
Huaizui was very calm. “Five years.”
“So that’s how it is. Five years is five … five years?!!!”
Mo Ran turned pale with fright. He felt like he had been choked.
“Five years at the earliest.”
Mo Ran, “…”
