The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chap 121
On the eighth day after Mo Ran left, Xue Zhengyong received his first letter.
The handwriting on the flower-washing paper was crooked. Xue Zhengyong tried to straighten it, but it was to no avail.
“Uncle, don’t worry. I am at the Flowering Crossing today. Everything is fine. There were evil spirits here a few days ago, but fortunately there were no casualties. I have already dealt with the water spirits. Now the crossing is very peaceful. I took five hundred silver notes from the boatman and attached it with the letter. Greetings to Auntie and Master. ”
On the 120th day, the twenty-second letter.
“Uncle, don’t worry. Due to a coincidence, I recently obtained a top-grade spirit stone. If it is embedded in Xue Meng’s Longcheng Scimitar, it will become a peerless weapon. Although it cannot be mentioned in the same breath as Shenwu, it is still very rare. Greetings to Auntie and Master. ”
On the 130th day, the twenty-fourth letter.
“Uncle, don’t worry. I have been cultivating in the Snow Valley. The Snow Valley is cold all day long and produces strange flowers and plants. Among them, the Frost Snow Lotus is the rarest. Unfortunately, there is a thousand-year ape demon guarding the flower field. When I first came here, my spiritual power was low and my martial arts were not deep enough, so I could not pick it. But these days, I have improved greatly and was able to break through its defenses. I picked a dozen and sent them back with the letter. Greetings to Auntie and Master. ”
… …
Along with the letter, there were often some playthings, spiritual herbs, wood, and stones.
Other than letters to Xue Zhengyong, Mo Ran would also write to Shi Mei in private. The content was mostly about his travels and trivial matters such as warmth and clothing.
The ink pen stained the paper. At the beginning, there were still mistakes. Later on, although the words were not very beautiful, the horizontal and vertical lines gradually became more and more neat, and the mistakes became fewer and fewer.
In the blink of an eye, a year had passed.
One day, Xue Zhengyong was drinking the newly served spring tea when he received another letter from Mo Ran.
He read it with a smile and handed the letter to Madam Wang. Madam Wang looked at it and smiled. “This child’s handwriting is getting more and more beautiful.”
“It looks like someone’s?”
“Whose?”
Xue Zhengyong blew on the tea leaves and found a book called “Notes on Ancient Barriers” from the books on the table. “Look at Yu Heng. Isn’t it seventy percent similar?”
Madam Wang flipped through the book and said in surprise, “It really does look like it.”
“When he first came to the Peak of Life and Death, he took Yu Heng as his master. Yu Heng told him to read a book first, but he did not know many big words. Later on, Yu Heng taught him for many days, starting from his own name to the simple ones and then to the difficult ones. ” Xue Zhengyong shook his head. “Back then, he didn’t learn it in detail, so he just dealt with it as if he was drawing talismans. Now, he seems to be doing it.”
Madam Wang smiled and said, “He should leave the mountain and walk around more. I see that he has become much calmer when he’s outside.”
Xue Zhengyong also smiled and said, “I wonder what he will become after traveling for five years. How old would he have been then? Twenty two? ”
“22.”
“Sigh.” Xue Zhengyong sighed and seemed to sigh ruefully. “I originally thought that Yu Heng would take them until they were twenty. Man proposes, God disposes.”
Man proposes, God disposes. Mo Ran also thought so.
He had traveled all over the world, from the drizzling lands of Jiangnan to the northern Great Shanguan. In the summer, he had drunk a mouthful of Vietnamese wine by sitting in the river of wine. In the winter, he had listened to a Qiang flute by a fire pond.
In his previous life, after he became the Emperor, the whole world belonged to him. But he had never traveled the ten thousand rivers and thousands of mountains to see the lights of the fishing boats in the east, or the rivers in the west. He had never carefully looked at the dark feet of the porters carrying the poles on the flagstones. Their skin and flesh were cracked, and the soles of their feet were as hard as iron. He had never heard the babysitter of the pear garden in the reed pond, her delicate voice reaching the clouds and cracking silk.
“So it turns out that all the beautiful flowers that have bloomed all over the place have been turned into ruins …”
He was no longer the Emperor Ta, and he would never be the Emperor Ta again in this life. He was —
“Big Brother.” This was the crisp voice of the children in the streets. “Big Brother, can you help me save this little bird? Its wings are broken. I-I don’t know what to do. ”
“Little Immortal.” This was the raspy voice of the old village chief of Stone Mortar Village. “Thank you, thank you. If it weren’t for you, our village would be full of lonely old and weak people. When that evil spirit wreaked havoc, we could only leave our homes. Immortal’s great kindness, this old man … this old man will never forget it. ”
“Kind-hearted person.” This was the voice of a child beggar they met on the road. “Kind-hearted person, my mother and I haven’t had a full meal for many days. Please do us a favor and show mercy …”
Mo Ran closed his eyes.
And then opened them again.
Because someone called him.
“Grandmaster Mo.”
He was somewhat hurt by this name. He raised his head to look at the dark man who called him that. He said helplessly, “I’m not a grandmaster. My master is. Please don’t call me that again. ”
The man scratched his head honestly. “I’m sorry. Everyone in the village calls you that. I know you don’t like it, but I can’t change it.”
Mo Ran had been staying in a village near the border of the Lower Cultivation World. A few miles away from the village was a towering snowy mountain. Snow ghosts often came down the mountain to cause trouble. Those were small demons with low spiritual power. The God of Night mecha left behind by his master was enough to deal with them. Unfortunately, this small village was too remote, and the God of Night was not useful here. He had no choice but to try and make it according to the blueprint left behind by his master.
After many failures, he finally made the first one. The God of Night he made was not as beautiful as his master’s, nor was it as flexible as his master’s. However, the wooden figure creaked, so it could be used.
This novel toy made the villagers of this remote village very happy. They kept calling Mo Ran Grandmaster Mo, making him feel very awkward.
But the more awkward part was yet to come.
It was evening, and half of the sky was dyed red by the setting sun. He came back from the Mount Tai Academy and was walking on the bustling path of the apricot forest. Suddenly, someone shouted.
“Grandmaster Chu!”
Hearing this name, Mo Ran didn’t even have time to think. He immediately turned around, and then he found himself very funny. There were so many sorcerers with the surname Chu in the world, but he just listened to the wind and thought that his master had woken up early.
How could it be?
He shook his head with a smile. When he was about to turn around, he suddenly heard another shout, “Grandmaster Chu!”
“…”
Mo Ran held a stack of books and narrowed his eyes to look in the crowd. Suddenly, he saw someone waving at him. Unfortunately, it was too far away for him to see the person’s face clearly. He could only roughly see the person’s clothes and figure. It was a young man in a blue Taoist robe, carrying a bow and a wolf dog beside him.
The person quickly approached, but when Mo Ran and he could see each other’s facial features clearly, both of them were stunned.
“You are …”
“Mo Ran.” He reacted before the other person. Holding a stack of books, it was inconvenient for him to carry his luggage, so he simply nodded. His eyes curiously paused for a moment on the young man’s face. “I didn’t expect to meet Young Master Nangong here. What a coincidence.”
The person who called him “Grandmaster Chu” was Confucian Wind Sect’s legitimate son, Nangong Si.
Because this guy died early, Mo Ran had never seen him face to face in his previous life. But Chu Wanning was different. Chu Wanning was once a guest of Confucian Wind Sect, so Nangong Si must be familiar with him. Mo Ran looked him up and down. His eyes paused for a moment on the quiver in Nangong Si’s hand.
It was a very old cloth quiver, embroidered with camellia flowers. Because too much time had passed, the flower pattern had faded, and the bright petals were slightly yellow. It was like the fragrance embroidered on cloth could not last long, and would eventually wither one day.
Nangong Si’s whole body was bright and beautiful, but this quiver was very worn out. It was so worn that one could clearly see the traces of stitching. Mo Ran knew that this quiver was a precious thing to him, but in this world, who didn’t have two or three treasures that they cherished? No matter how glorious a person was, there would still be a memory that would accompany them for a long time.
No one was as simple and heartless as they looked.
Nangong Si frowned. “Mo Ran … I remember. Grandmaster Chu’s disciple? ”
“Yes.”
Since it was like this, Nangong Si’s attitude became slightly better. He said, “I’m sorry, just now I was too far away. Looking at your appearance, I thought it was Grandmaster Chu who came out early, but I didn’t know. ”
Mo Ran moved his gaze away from the quiver. He did not tactfully ask, but calmly replied, “Just now when I heard you shout like that, I also thought it was Shizun who came out early, but I didn’t know.”
Nangong Si laughed. Perhaps it was because of his noble birth, but even when he laughed, there was still a bit of arrogance in his handsome face. Moreover, his arrogance was different from Xue Meng’s. Xue Meng was arrogant because of his talent, but Nangong Si seemed to have a bit more hostility, a bit of arrogance, and a bit of irritable temper.
But he was born very well. This kind of hostility did not make him scary, but instead made him more wild.
Mo Ran could not help but think in his heart, Nangong Si, Nangong Si, he really was a free and unrestrained wild horse.
He was still lost in thought when he heard Nangong Si say, “Previously when the Ghost World split, Grandmaster Chu unfortunately met with misfortune. I was sad for a long time, but fortunately, with the guidance of the great master, I was able to bring Grandmaster Chu back to life. When he wakes up, I will definitely pay a visit to the Peak of Life and Death. ”
“Then I will wait for Young Master’s arrival.”
Nangong Si waved his hand. Suddenly, he saw the book in Mo Ran’s hand. He asked curiously, “Brother Mo, what are you doing?”
“Reading.”
Nangong Si originally thought that when he said reading, he would be reading some obscure and profound texts. Unexpectedly, when he looked carefully, he found that they were classics like “Wandering Freely” and “The Book of Rites”. At first, he was stunned, but then he said, “These … are all basic texts. I memorized them when I was young. What’s the use of reading these?”
Mo Ran didn’t feel ashamed. His eyes were calm as he said, “When I was young, I didn’t even know how to write my own name.”
“Cough …” Nangong Si was a bit embarrassed. “You enrolled in an academy to study?”
“Yes. These days, I happened to be collecting some spirit stones for cultivation on Mount Tai. I saw that Xinglin Academy started a new lecture. I had nothing to do, so I came to listen. ”
Nangong Si nodded. Seeing that it was getting late, he said, “It seems that Brother Mo hasn’t had dinner yet. Since you’re in Confucian Wind Sect’s territory and you’re Grandmaster Chu’s disciple, I naturally have to play host. It just so happens that my companion is waiting for me in a restaurant nearby. How about we have a drink together? ”
Mo Ran thought about it and felt that he had nothing to do anyway, so he said, “It would be impolite to decline.”
“Dance Floor. It’s one of the most famous restaurants in Linyi. Have you heard of it? “Nangong Si asked while walking.
“Why haven’t I heard of it?” Mo Ran laughed. “It’s one of the best restaurants in the Upper Cultivation World. Young Master Nangong, you really know how to pick a place. ”
“I didn’t pick this place.”
“Oh, then why?”
Nangong Si said, “My companion picked it.”
As someone who had lived a lifetime, Mo Ran was more or less clear about the intricate relationships of Confucian Wind Sect. Although he didn’t say anything, he was somewhat surprised in his heart. He thought to himself, ‘Ye Wangxi is also here?’
However, he followed Nangong Si up the stairs, opened the beaded curtain of the side room, and stepped inside. The person inside almost made him choke.
He saw Song Qiutong, dressed in light and simple clothes, sitting gracefully by the window. Outside, the peach blossoms were blooming brightly. When she heard the sound, she turned her head. The golden hair ornament on her temples flickered, making her skin look even more creamy. Her lips were vermilion red.
Mo Ran subconsciously retracted half of his foot that had entered.
He was thinking, ‘Is it too late to tell Nangong Si that I don’t like Shandong food, especially Nine Turn Fat Intestines?’
