The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chap 135
Yu Liang Village was a very small village. The people living in the village were all older, and there weren’t many young people. Therefore, every year during the busy farming season, they would ask the Immortal Monarch from the Peak of Life and Death to help out.
This kind of request that had nothing to do with cultivation would definitely not be accepted by other celestial sects. However, Xue Zhengyong and his elder brother started from scratch and were used to a hard life. It was said that they grew up eating from hundreds of families. Therefore, not only could he not refuse the old tenant farmer’s request, he also took it seriously every time and would send his disciples to complete it.
The village was not far from the Peak of Life and Death, but it was not close either. It was too troublesome to walk there, and it was too pretentious to take a carriage.
Therefore, Xue Zhengyong prepared two good horses for them. Chu Wanning went down to the mountain gate and saw Mo Ran standing under a tall maple tree. It was already late autumn, and the forest was gradually dyed red. The maple leaves were red, and when the wind blew, the frosty leaves were as bright as a brocade, like red carps jumping around.
Mo Ran was holding the reins of a black horse, and the white horse was rubbing against his cheek intimately. He was holding a handful of alfalfa and playing with them. When he heard footsteps, he turned around and saw a few red leaves falling down. Mo Ran raised his head and laughed among the leaves.
Chu Wanning’s footsteps slowed down and finally stopped at the last few steps.
The sun shone through the lush leaves and soaked the mossy stone steps. He looked at the man not far away. Perhaps because he had to do farm work, Mo Ran did not wear the disciple uniform of the Peak of Life and Death today, nor did he wear the white robe that he wore when he came back.
He wore a black cloth robe with a gauntlet around his wrist. It was a very simple uniform, but his waist was thin, his legs were long, and his shoulders were wide. It looked like he had an excellent figure, especially around his chest. Because the collar of the cloth robe was low, one could see his firm and tight chest muscles. His honey-colored skin rose and fell with his breathing.
If Xue Meng’s shining silver armor was called coquettish, like a peacock spreading its tail, then Mo Ran’s appearance was coquettish, like an innocent coquettish, like a reckless and pure coquettish. In short, I am an honest man. I don’t know how to flirt. I don’t know how to do anything other than work hard.
“…” Chu Wanning looked at him a few times and said, “Mo Ran.”
“Hmm? What’s wrong, Master? “the sturdy man asked with a smile.
Chu Wanning was expressionless. “Your collar is so open. Are you cold?”
Mo Ran was slightly startled, but immediately felt that Master was concerned about him. He was very happy. He put the alfalfa back into the horse straw basket, clapped his hands, and ran up the stone steps. He stood tall and handsome in front of Chu Wanning. Before Chu Wanning could react, he grabbed Chu Wanning’s wrist.
“I’m not cold. I’ve been busy all morning. In fact, I’m very hot.” He smiled without any reservation. He took Chu Wanning’s hand and pressed it on his own rising and falling chest. “Look, Master. Am I right?”
The young man’s chest was very warm, accompanied by the sound of his heartbeat and his eyes that were as bright as the stars. Chu Wanning felt her back go numb, and she hurriedly shook off his hand. Her expression darkened.
“What are you talking about?”
“Ah … … Are you sweating?” Mo Ran misunderstood. He now thought that Chu Wanning didn’t like men. After all, the entanglement between him and Chu Wanning in his previous life was all because of his unreasonable coercion. He didn’t think that Chu Wanning would have any interest in him. Thus, he only thought that Master’s displeasure was because he couldn’t stand the heat on his body.
Thinking about how Chu Wanning loved cleanliness and didn’t like to interact with people, Mo Ran couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said, “I was rash … …”
If he looked carefully, he would see that Chu Wanning’s handsome neck was crimson red. Under his cold and aloof eyelashes, there was a glimmer of affection.
But he didn’t notice it in the first moment. Chu Wanning wouldn’t give him the chance to notice it again. His pure white shoes stepped on the slippery bluestone as he walked towards the black horse. He flipped over and mounted the horse. His movements were natural and smooth.
Under the sunlight that blotted out the sky and the red leaves that covered the mountains and plains, he was dressed in white and riding on a tall black horse. He turned his head and looked down at his disciple who was standing on the ground. His icy jade-like face was very arrogant. He was still that sharp Elder Yu Heng, so handsome that he couldn’t be more handsome.
“I’m going. Hurry up and follow.”
Finished speaking, his slender legs clamped tightly around the horse’s belly. Riding the red dust, he spurred the horse and left.
Mo Ran stood in the same place. After a while, he picked up the bamboo basket of alfalfa and tied it to the back of the white horse’s saddle. He also flipped onto the horse. He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, “That black horse is my horse. Why is Master riding on it … … Master! Wait for me! ”
The two of them galloped. In less than an hour, they arrived at Jade Cold Village.
There were dozens of acres of paddy fields outside the village. Golden grains rolled and rolled. There were about thirty farmers working in the fields. Because there weren’t many people, no matter if they were young or old, they were all working. They bent their backs, pulled up their trousers, and swung their sickles. Large beads of sweat dripped down their faces. It looked like they were having a hard time.
Mo Ran immediately went to find the village chief and handed him the letter. Then, without saying anything, he changed into hemp shoes and went into the fields. He had enough strength and energy. In addition, he was a cultivator, so it wasn’t a problem for him to harvest some wheat. After working for half a day, he had already harvested two large patches of paddy fields.
The golden grains were piled up beside the paddy fields. When the sun shone, it was full of the fragrance of the grains. The rustling sound of the farmers’ sickles echoed in the mountains. There was also the eldest daughter sitting on the ridge. While busily tidying the grains, she leisurely sang a peasant song.
“The sun sets and the red flowers sparkle. The four mountains are red. The red flowers face the peony. Singing a love song. A red fan, asking the lover. Embroidered balls and flowers are round. I tugged at the young man’s belt. When will you come? I don’t have time today. I have to chop firewood tomorrow. My wife will come to my little sister’s house tomorrow. ”
This soft little tune and bashful singing came out of the peasant girl’s mouth. It drifted between heaven and earth, landing on the bottom of the listener’s heart.
“I don’t have time today. I have to chop firewood tomorrow. I will come to my little sister’s house the day after tomorrow.”
Chu Wanning didn’t go to the fields. He hugged a jar of hot water and leaned against a tree to drink. As he listened to the song, his eyes followed the diligent black figure in the distance. His heart rose and fell. The water dripped from his throat, but it didn’t seem to flow to his stomach. Instead, it flowed to his chest.
“Decadent music.” After drinking the water, he coldly commented. He went to return the jar to the village chief.
The village chief looked at him hesitantly.
Chu Wanning was a bit irritable. He asked, “What’s wrong?”
“… Immortal … you don’t want to go to the fields?” The old village chief was a straightforward person. Since he asked, he answered with a trembling voice. His white beard trembled and his white eyebrows knitted together. “Immortal … you’re here to supervise the work?”
For the first time, Chu Wanning felt so awkward.
Go to the fields …
Didn’t Xue Zhengyong tell him that he only needed to watch Mo Ran work hard? Did he really want him to go to the fields?
… He didn’t know how to!
The old village chief looked at him helplessly. Even the young children and old women next to him looked up and glanced at the well-dressed man.
Children’s words carried no harm. A child with a bun asked crisply, “Granny, granny, this Daoist brother is wearing so white. How can he go to the fields?”
“His sleeves are so wide …” Another child murmured.
“His shoes are also clean …”
Chu Wanning felt like there was a thorn in his back. He felt very awkward. After standing in place for a while, she really didn’t have the face to continue leisurely like this, so she picked up a scythe and jumped into the paddy field without even taking off her shoes. The slippery mud immediately wrapped around her feet, and the cold water reached her ankles. Chu Wan-ning tried to take two steps, but the slippery feeling made her frown. She then tried to swing the scythe twice, but unfortunately, the strength was always wrong, and the cut was very clumsy.
“… Pfft, this Daoist brother is so stupid.” Two children rested their cheeks on their hands and laughed at him under the mulberry tree when they saw his actions.
Chu Wanning: “…”
His face darkened. He didn’t want to be too close to these people. Chu Wanning struggled to maintain a calm gait in the mud. He kept a straight face and strode toward the figure in the distance who was busy cutting rice.
He wanted to sneak a peek at how Mo Ran was doing it.
There must be someone who can learn from him. He wanted to steal from him.
When it came to farming, Mo Ran was obviously much more skilled than Chu Wanning. Under the scorching sun, he bent down, raised the sickle in his hand, and put down a golden ear of rice, which fell softly into his wide arms. He first held the harvested rice with one hand and then threw it into the bamboo basket behind him.
He was very serious when he was doing these things. He didn’t see Chu Wanning coming. Instead, he diligently lowered his soft eyelashes. There was a faint shadow on his high nose. Beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks. There was a wild aura around him. It was hot and wild, dull and passionate. Under the sun, his skin was like burning copper. It was as if there was still steam coming out of the Sword-casting Pool. It was so bright, so brilliant.
Chu Wanning admired him from a distance. Suddenly, he realized what he was doing. He immediately frowned and shook his head. He muttered something and continued to walk with a straight face.
He wanted to steal from him!
He wanted to see how Mo Ran’s hand held the sickle. He wanted to see how the sickle should be held. He wanted to see why the rice was as hard as iron wire in his hands, but in Mo Ran’s hands, they became soft and boneless girls who willingly leaned into his arms.
Probably because he was too focused, Chu Wanning didn’t notice that a frog under his feet jumped up with a “croak” and jumped onto the ridge.
Chu Wanning was shocked and hurriedly pulled back his feet to avoid it. However, the paddy field was too slippery. He didn’t pay attention. The grand Elder Yu Heng actually fell forward because of a valiant and spirited frog!
Seeing that his face was about to be buried in the mud, Chu Wanning didn’t have time to cast a spell. He actually subconsciously pulled at the busy figure in front of him.
The maiden’s voice gradually became charming. “I’m pulling on the man’s belt. When did you come —”
Coincidentally, Chu Wanning suddenly grabbed Mo Ran’s belt and staggered forward a few steps. Then, he fell into a hot, broad chest that emitted a masculine aura. A pair of strong arms wrapped around him.