The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

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There was no one around. Mo Ran pulled him to the alley behind the Meng Po Lobby. The alley was extremely narrow. If he went in and Mo Ran stood there, there wouldn’t be much space left.

Chu Wanning stared at him with a peach in his hand.

Perhaps it was the continuous restraint that finally made this hot-blooded man a little restless. His chest rose and fell slightly as he stared at Chu Waning with bright black eyes. Suddenly, he reached out and hugged her in his arms.

“My peach — —!”

But it was too late. The juicy fruit was knocked away. It rolled to the corner and stopped moving.

“Shizun.” The man’s hot breath lingered in his ears. It was so torturous, so fervent, but his tone was still clear. There was a hint of forbearance in the boiling heat. His voice was slightly scorched by the flames of desire, but he still didn’t do anything else.

He just hugged him and hugged him in his arms. His voice was low and hoarse.

“I feel so uncomfortable.”

Chu Wanning suddenly opened his eyes wide. “What’s wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?”

Mo Ran was stunned at first, then laughed. He grabbed Chu Wanning’s hand, which was about to touch his forehead, and kissed it.

Chu Wanning frowned and said anxiously, “If you’re sick, you need to find Elder Tanlang.”

“That winter pickle is useless.” Mo Ran said helplessly. “You need to look at the cabbage.”

Chu Wanning finally reacted. His face immediately tensed up. He flew into a rage out of humiliation. “Who are you calling a cabbage?”

Mo Ran laughed. “I was wrong.”

He paused, then stared at Chu Wanning with his moist black eyes.

“But Shizun, I miss you.”

Chu Wanning was hugged by him and looked at by such a pair of eyes. He had nowhere to vent his anger from being called a cabbage. Instead, his ears turned red. After a while, he said, “… We were eating at the same table just now.”

“That doesn’t count.”

“…”

“Master, I just want to stay with you a little longer. Every time you finish eating, you leave by yourself. You walk in the crowd, and I can’t even touch you …”

There was a weak grievance in the man’s voice.

“Stay with me for a while. Don’t go back.”

Chu Wanning’s cheeks became increasingly hot from his recitation, and his heart was flustered. Moreover, the aura on his body was so blazing, so vigorous, so fervent. He was tightly hugged by him, and in the end, he couldn’t say a single word.

Mo Ran murmured, “Shizun, let me hug you a little longer …”

For the two of them, it was actually not that easy to be alone at the peak of life and death. This was especially so during this period of time, the number of times the sects came to visit had obviously increased. Chu Wanning was often dragged by Xue Zhengyong to come up with plans, so they had even less time to gather.

It wasn’t easy for them to sit closer to each other during meals, but they always had to worry about the bustling crowd around them. They were afraid that the slightest carelessness would let the sharp-eyed disciples see something strange. Therefore, ever since they confessed, even the opportunity to hold hands was extremely rare.

After restraining himself for so long, it was no wonder that Mo Ran couldn’t bear it.

As dusk deepened, more and more people came out of the Meng Po Lobby. A group of laughing female cultivators walked by the side of the alley and accidentally bumped into Elder Xuanji’s Firelight Mouse. The little mouse with a burning spiritual fire at the tip of its tail squeaked and scurried around, causing everyone to laugh. Chu Wanning felt uneasy in such a lively atmosphere. He pushed Mo Ran.

“Go out.”

“Just a little longer …”

“People will come in a little while. Go out.”

In the end, Chu Wanning was someone who was used to cultivating in seclusion. If he didn’t show him his true colors, even if his thoughts were disturbed, he wouldn’t be confused. Mo Ran sighed. As he wished, he let go of the arm that was tightly hugging him. Chu Wanning immediately walked out of the dark and narrow alley, then turned back to look at him.

“What are you still doing there?”

Mo Ran coughed softly, as if he was a little embarrassed. He said, “Shizun, you can go first. I’ll stand here for a while.”

Chu Wanning was puzzled. Just as he was about to say something, he saw that Mo Ran’s handsome tanned face seemed to be a little red. His bright black eyes were also somewhat flickering, like the nervous stars in the clear night sky.

He suddenly understood something. His gaze unconsciously moved downwards. When he saw a certain part, his ears buzzed. It was as if he had been stung by a scorpion. His face and ears flushed red, he said, “You … you’re simply …” Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly flung his sleeves and angrily left. Green smoke seemed to be rising from the top of his head.

These days of hiding and dodging continued for more than ten days. No matter how docile this tamed wolf Mo Ran was, the blood in his bones was accumulating more and more fiercely. It was as if a storm was about to come. Every day, he would cultivate in the morning and meditate in the evening. He stared at Elder Yuheng on the high platform. The desire in his eyes couldn’t be suppressed, and it was becoming more and more obvious by the day.

When you’re infatuated with someone, even if you use all of your skills to hide your love, you can’t hide it.

Sometimes, Xue Meng would inadvertently glance at Mo Ran’s eyes and be startled. He looked at Mo Ran, then looked at Chu Wanning. He was a simple-minded person, so he didn’t think about the wrong path. The more he looked, the more confused he became. He didn’t know what kind of emotions were flashing in Mo Ran’s eyes.

Xue Meng only subconsciously felt uncomfortable, but he couldn’t pinpoint what it was.

One day, during morning cultivation, Xue Meng took advantage of the fact that there was no one around to call out to Mo Ran in a low voice, “Hey, let me ask you something.”

“What is it?”

“Is Shizun sick?”

Mo Ran was shocked, “Why do you say that? How is Shizun sick? How come I don’t know? ”

“You don’t know?” Xue Meng touched his chin, “That’s strange. Then why do you keep looking at him recently? You always look like you care about him.”

“…” After hearing Xue Meng’s words, Mo Ran finally understood. He coughed lightly and lowered his eyes, “What are you thinking about? Don’t curse Shizun.”

“I’m not cursing him.” After a pause, he muttered, “Then why do you keep looking at him?”

“You’re wrong.”

“I’m not blind.”

“You’re blind.”

“I’m blind? Then you’re a dog! ”

The two men in their twenties were arguing childishly. On the high platform, Chu Wanning heard the commotion and looked down coldly. The two men suddenly shut up and lowered their heads to copy and recite the medicinal herbs in their hands. However, their elbows were still touching as they secretly competed with each other. After a while, Mo Ran suddenly loosened his grip and pulled his hand away without warning.

Xue Meng used too much force and suddenly lost the resistance from Mo Ran’s side. With a clang, he fell directly onto Mo Ran.

Mo Ran slapped his thigh and laughed, “Hahahaha.”

Xue Meng was furious. He didn’t care about the quiet atmosphere and shouted loudly, “You’re shameless! You tricked me! ”

“Mo Weiyu, Xue Ziming.” Seeing that his disciple was about to make a fool of himself again, Chu Wanning was slightly angry. He raised his phoenix eyes and frowned, saying in a low voice, “If you want to quarrel, go outside. Don’t disturb everyone’s cultivation here.”

“Yes, Shizun.” Mo Ran immediately calmed down.

Xue Meng also reluctantly stopped talking. However, he was still a little angry. He felt that his fall just now was a little embarrassing. After thinking about it, he cut a small piece of paper and wrote a few big words on it. He rolled it up and threw it at Mo Ran’s table.

“Patter.”

Unexpectedly, the paper ball was thrown over his head. A slender, white hand picked it up from the open pages of the book. Shi Mei unfolded the crumpled paper in confusion and glanced at the words written on it.

— —

“You’re staring at me! Do you have any ulterior motives? Do you want Shizun to teach you a unique mental cultivation method? ”

There was also a dog drawn at the bottom of the paper with a heavy black cross.

Shi Mei, “…”

After the morning cultivation was over, Xue Zhengyong found Chu Wanning. He said that after several investigations in Linyi, it was confirmed that because of the Fire of Calamity, no one could live there for five years. Therefore, the refugees from the Upper Cultivation World now needed to be settled in the villages and towns under the jurisdiction of the Peak of Life and Death.

“I’ve already asked people to help settle the ones I brought back in Wuchang Town, Fenghe Town, and Baishui Village. There are also the ones that you and Mo Ran brought back. ” Xue Zhengyong said, “Wuchang Town can’t accommodate so many permanent residents. It’s better to take half of them to Yuliang Village. There’s a shortage of young people there.”

Chu Wanning said, “It’s indeed more appropriate to put them in Yuliang Village.”

Xue Zhengyong nodded, “Yuliang Village isn’t far. You should go there early. There are a lot of people to settle down. Meng ‘er can’t figure out these daily necessities. I’ll let Shi Mei go with you. He can help.”

Chu Wanning said, “… Okay.”

For the villagers of Yuliang Village, Chu Wanning and Mo Ran could be considered old acquaintances. The village chief received news from Xue Zhengyong two days ago, so he had been waiting at the entrance of the village early in the morning, waiting for the arrival of the Immortal Monarchs at the Peak of Life and Death. Miss Ling ‘er was also there. After not seeing her for a long time, she became more and more beautiful. When she saw Mo Ran, she hurriedly greeted him.

Mo Ran was a little surprised, but he still smiled, “Miss, you didn’t go to the Upper Cultivation World?”

“No. Fortunately, I didn’t go. If I went to Linyi, I’m afraid I’d lose my life.” Ling ‘er patted her full chest with lingering fear, “I’d better stay in the Lower Cultivation World first. The village is getting better and better these days … In the past, we were looking forward to going to the Upper Cultivation World, but this is the first time I’ve seen people from the Upper Cultivation World come here. I won’t go, I won’t go. ”

“That’s right.” Someone heard her and echoed, “Everything is a small world. With Lord Xue around, maybe in ten or twenty years, people from the Upper Cultivation World will come running to our side.”

Shi Mei said gently, “The Lower Cultivation World has been poor for a hundred years, but there’s always the other side of the river and the other side of the ocean. We can’t be the only ones suffering here. It’s time to live a good life.”

As he spoke, he distributed the herbal ointment that Madam Wang asked him to bring to the crowd. Mo Ran also took a jar and looked carefully. He found that there was actually a snake emblem of Lonemoon Ye on it. He couldn’t help but be surprised, “This is … medicine made by the Cold Scale Divine Hand?”

“Yes, a few days ago, Sect Master Jiang sent someone to deliver it.”

Chu Wanning heard and said, “Jiang Xi is better at delivering things than the Brilliant Fire Pavilion. There are many ghosts and evil spirits in Shu, and what we lack most are elixirs and miraculous medicines. Lord Xue kindly accepted these that were sent.”

“Isn’t that so?” Mo Ran murmured, “And they’re all elixirs refined by the Cold Scale Divine Hand. To exaggerate a little, they can even revive the dead and grow flesh on bones. Alas …”

“Alas …” He didn’t say the second half of the sentence — alas, Jiang Xi is really rich.

Back in the Xuanyuan Pavilion, Chu Wanning only bought a few jars of Lianxiang Dew, and the asking price was 2.5 million. In the end, Sect Master Jiang waved his hand and gave him a carriage full of Lianxiang Dew.

Mo Ran silently put the jar of medicine back into the pouch and sighed inwardly. He thought to himself, Confucian Wind Sect is really finished, but the next one to emerge is obviously Lonemoon Ye. It won’t be the Peak of Life and Death’s turn to do anything. It’ll probably take another hundred years for the Lower Cultivation World to rise again.

After busying themselves for most of the day, in the evening, the food and clothing of the old Linyi residents were all arranged and the houses were cleaned up. The three of them, master and disciple, were ready to leave, but the village head insisted that they stay for dinner. Under such kindness, it would be impolite to refuse, so they followed the village head to the ancestral hall of Yuliang Village.

The ancestral hall of the village would always hold some important wedding and funeral ceremonies. On New Year’s Eve, they would eat New Year’s Eve dinner and watch a play on the Lantern Festival. These were all held in the ancestral hall or in the courtyard outside the ancestral hall. On this day, because many old Linyi residents of the Upper Cultivation World were going to live in Yuliang Village from now on, the villagers prepared more than thirty tables of dishes to entertain them. They cooked sheep, slaughtered cows, steamed rice, and cooked noodles.

The village head actually remembered that Chu Wanning didn’t eat spicy food, so he specially arranged a table of light dishes and invited Elder Yu Heng and some people in Linyi who weren’t used to eating spicy food to sit down.

Those people were saved by Mo Ran and Chu Wanning, so they already knew this cold immortal when they were on Feihua Island. However, knowing him was one thing. Sitting at the same table as him made them very nervous. Out of etiquette, they couldn’t get up and change seats, so the meal was very awkward. The other tables were chatting and drinking, but this table was eating in silence. No one said a word.

Mo Ran was a good cook, so he helped in the kitchen. When the last dish was served, he came out of the kitchen. His honey-colored face was sweaty, his eyes were bright, his nose was high, and his handsome appearance stood out among the crowd.

“The soup dumplings are here!” The auntie held a large tray full of small steamers and shouted loudly, “There are soup dumplings on every table, there are soup dumplings on every table. There are twelve soup dumplings on every table. Six of them are fresh with shepherd’s purse and six are fresh with mushroom. Eat them while they’re hot!”

Mo Ran smiled and helped the auntie pass the soup dumplings to each table.

“Thank you, Immortal Mo!”

A child who was familiar with Mo Ran shouted, “Thank you, Brother Weiyu!”

Ling ‘er’s eyes were fixed on him. Although she knew that this person didn’t like her and wouldn’t like her, she still couldn’t help but want to look at him.

Hmph, it doesn’t matter if I look.

“Thank you, Immortal Mo.” When the soup dumplings were delivered to her table, she thanked him softly with red lips.

Mo Ran smiled at her. It was a bright smile that didn’t hide or have any ambiguity. Ling ‘er, who wanted to take the opportunity to peek, felt a little embarrassed. She lowered her head shyly.

There were two tables left. Chu Wanning was at one table and Shi Mei was at the other. The two of them had different tastes, so they didn’t sit together. Mo Ran delivered the soup dumplings to Chu Wanning’s table first. Chu Wanning frowned and said, “Don’t be busy, the food is cold.”

When he delivered the soup dumplings to Shi Mei’s table, Shi Mei smiled and said, “Mo Ran is really skillful. Thank you.”

“Haha, it’s okay. I just helped Auntie a little.”

Mo Ran said and turned around. Shi Mei thought that he was going to get the bowls, so he made some space on the bench and said, “Sit here. I asked for an extra bowl at this table. You don’t have to get it.”

Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, then he scratched his head and said with a smile, “I’ll sit at Shizun’s table.”

“… When did you stop eating spicy food? Only those who don’t eat spicy food go there. ”

“I quit,” Mo Ran said.

Shi Mei was silent for a while. His eyes were dark, but he suddenly smiled and said, “I’ve heard of people quitting drinking and smoking, but I’ve never heard of anyone quitting chili.”

“Actually, it’s not really quitting. If you don’t eat for too long, you won’t want to eat anymore.” Mo Ran waved at Shi Mei and ran to the kitchen with a smile, “I’m going to get the bowls. Sit down and eat. If you don’t eat, the soup dumplings will get cold.”