The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chap 2

“My heart was like stagnant water, all my thoughts were disheartened, but unexpectedly, the cold night of winter revealed the light of spring. Could it be that the will of the heavens is partial to the grass of the valley? I’m afraid that the world is full of hardships.”

Yue Nü’s clear and crisp voice drifted into his ears. Her jade-like words made Mo Ran’s head hurt, and the veins on his forehead throbbed violently.

“What’s with the noise! Where did this crying ghost come from! Come, beat this lowly servant girl down the mountain! ”

After shouting, Mo Ran suddenly realized that something was wrong.

… … Wasn’t he already dead?

Hatred and coldness, pain and loneliness pierced his chest. Mo Ran suddenly opened his eyes.

The thoughts before his death scattered like snow in the wind. He found that he was lying on a bed. It was not the bed at the peak of life and death. This bed was carved with dragons and phoenixes. The wood exuded a heavy scent of rouge. The old bedding was pink and purple, embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in water. It was the pillow quilt that women in brothels would sleep on.

“… …”

Mo Ran stiffened for a moment.

He knew where this was.

This was a tile near the peak of life and death.

The so-called tile was a brothel. It said that “when you come, the tile fits, when you leave, it disintegrates”. It meant to let the guests and the fans meet and part on good terms.

When Mo Ran was young, there was a period of time when he was very licentious. In half a month, he would sleep in this brothel for more than ten days. But this brothel was sold when he was in his twenties. Later, it was changed into a wine shop. After his death, he actually appeared in a brothel that no longer existed. What was going on?

Could it be that he had done too many evil things in his life, trapping countless boys and girls, so he was punished by the King of Hell to be reincarnated in a brothel?

While Mo Ran was thinking nonsense, he unconsciously turned over.

He was surprised to see a face that was fast asleep.

“… …”

What was going on!!! Why was there a person lying next to him??

And it was a naked man!

This man’s face was young and tender, his facial features were exquisite. He looked like a jade snow, and it was hard to tell whether he was a male or a female.

Mo Ran’s face was expressionless, but his heart was in turmoil. He stared at the gigolo’s sleeping face for a long time before he suddenly remembered.

Wasn’t this the young man whom she especially doted on when she was young? His name seemed to be Rong San?

Or Rong Jiu.

Regardless of whether it was three or nine, it was not important. What was important was that this young man later contracted a venereal disease and died many years ago. His bones should have rotted away. However, at this moment, he was alive and well, nestled on the side of her bed. His shoulders and neck were exposed under the brocade quilt, and there were bruises all over, full of ambiguous marks.

Mo Ran pulled a long face. He lifted the blanket and looked down.

“…”

Rong Jiu didn’t know if this Rong Jiu was nine or three, but he could be counted as Rong Jiu. The little beauty Rong Jiu’s body was full of whip scars, and his white jade-like thighs were carefully tied with several red ropes.

Mo Ran stroked his chin and sighed to himself, “How interesting.”

Look at this exquisite rope technique, this skillful technique, this familiar scene.

Could it be that she was tied by herself?!!

He was a cultivator, so he had dabbled in the matter of rebirth. At this moment, he couldn’t help but suspect that he seemed to have returned to life.

In order to further verify his thoughts, Mo Ran found a bronze mirror. The bronze mirror was badly worn, but in the dim halo, he could vaguely see his own appearance.

When Mo Ran died, he was thirty-two years old, and was already in his thirties. But at this moment, the face of the brother in the mirror was quite childish, and there was a unique domineering look of a young man. He looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

There was no one else in this bedroom. So, after a long silence, the tyrant of the cultivation world, the tyrant of Shu, the emperor of the human world, and the lord of life and death, the Emperor Ta Mo Ran honestly expressed his inner feelings.

“F * ck …”

This move woke up Rong Jiu who was in a daze from his sleep.

The beauty sat up lazily, and the thin brocade quilt on his body slid down his shoulders, revealing a dazzling white body. He covered his soft long hair, and raised a pair of sleepy peach blossom eyes. The corners of his eyes were stained with residual red, and he yawned.

“Oh … Young Master Mo, you woke up so early today.”

Mo Ran didn’t say anything. More than ten years ago, he did like Rong Jiu, this kind of charming little beauty. But now, the thirty-two years old Emperor Ta, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn’t help but wonder if his brain was called a donkey to think that this kind of man was good-looking.

“Did you not sleep well last night? Did you have a nightmare?”

I’m already dead, don’t you think it’s a nightmare?

Rong Jiu saw that he didn’t speak, and thought that he was in a bad mood, so he got out of bed, went to the wooden window, and hugged Mo Ran from behind.

“Young Master Mo, pay attention to me, why are you in a daze, don’t you feel scared?”

Mo Ran was hugged by him like this, and his face turned green. He couldn’t wait to tear this little devil off from his back, and slap his face seventeen or eighteen times, but he resisted in the end.

He was still a little dizzy, and didn’t understand the situation.

After all, if she was really reborn, then she was still having sex with Rong Jiu yesterday, but when she woke up, she beat him black and blue. This kind of behavior was no different from suffering from a mental illness. It was not appropriate, it was not appropriate at all.

Mo Ran sorted out his emotions, and asked casually, “What month and day is it today?”

Rong Jiu was stunned, and then smiled, “May 4th.”

“Bing Shennian?”

“That was last year, and this year is the year of Ding You, Young Master Mo is really forgetful, the more time passes, the more backward you become.”

Ding You …

Mo Ran’s eyes were filled with emotions, and his mind was spinning fast.

Ding You, he was fifteen years old, and was just recognized as his long lost nephew by the Lord at the peak of life and death, from a dog that could be bullied to a phoenix on a branch.

Then, was he really reborn?

Or was it just a dream after death …?

Rong Jiu smiled, “Young Master Mo, I think you’ve fainted from hunger, and can’t even remember the day. Sit for a while, I’ll go to the kitchen and bring you some food, what do you think of oil cake? ”

Mo Ran had just been reborn, and he didn’t know how to deal with all this, but, it was always right to follow the way he did in the past. So he recalled his flirtatious appearance in the past, held back his disgust, and smiled as he pinched Rong Jiu’s leg.

“Very good, give me a bowl of porridge, come back and feed me.”

Rong Jiu put on his clothes and left. After a while, he came back with a wooden tray, with a bowl of pumpkin porridge, two oil cake, and a plate of side dishes.

Mo Ran was a little hungry, and was about to eat the pancakes, but Rong Jiu suddenly pushed his hand away, and said charmingly, “Let me feed you.”

“…”

Rong Jiu picked up a piece of pancake and sat on Mo Ran’s leg. He was wearing a thin outer robe and was completely naked underneath. His soft and tender thighs were spread apart and pressed against Mo Ran’s skin. He even rubbed against Mo Ran’s skin ambiguously. His seductive intentions were self-evident.

Mo Ran stared at Rong Jiu’s face for a while.

Rong Jiu thought he was lustful again, and said, “Why do you keep looking at me like that? The food is cold. ”

Mo Ran was silent for a moment, thinking of the good things Rong Jiu did behind his back in his previous life, and slowly rubbed the corner of his mouth into a sweet and intimate smile.

The Emperor Ta had done many disgusting things, as long as he wanted to, he could do even more disgusting things. This was just a play, a child’s trick, it was not difficult for him.

Mo Ran leaned comfortably on the chair, and said with a smile, “Sit up.”

“I … I’m sitting.”

“You know where I’m talking about sitting.”

Rong Jiu’s face turned red, and he spat, “Why are you in such a hurry, wait until you finish eating … ah!”

Before he finished, he was forcibly pulled up by Mo Ran, moved forward, and pressed down again. Rong Jiu’s hand shook, and the bowl of porridge fell to the ground. He gasped in shock, and did not forget to whisper, “Master Mo, this bowl …”

“Don’t worry.”

“Then, then you eat something first … ah … ah …”

“Am I not eating now?” Mo Ran held Rong Jiu’s waist, his dark eyes shining brightly. His pupils reflected Rong Jiu’s beautiful face as he raised his head.

In his previous life, he was especially willing to kiss those bright red lips when they were in love. After all, this young man was beautiful, easy to please, and especially good at saying things that moved him, it would be a lie to say that he was not moved at all.

However, after knowing what Rong Jiu’s mouth did behind his back, Mo Ran felt that this mouth was stinky, and no longer had the interest to kiss it.

The 32 year old Mo Ran and the 15 year old Mo Ran were different in many ways.

For example, the 15 year old Rong Jiu knew gentleness when he was in love, the 32 year old Rong Jiu only knew violence.

After that, he looked at Rong Jiu who was on the verge of death, and had fainted, a pair of rippling eyes slightly narrowed, and there was a sweet smile on his face. He looked very good when he smiled, his eyes were extremely dark, and from certain angles, there was a layer of luxurious dark purple. At this moment, he was smiling as he grabbed Rong Jiu’s hair, and lifted the unconscious person onto the bed, and picked up a piece of broken porcelain from the ground, and hung it on Rong Jiu’s face.

He had always been vengeful, and it was the same now.

Thinking of how he took care of Rong Jiu’s business in his previous life, and even wanted to redeem his freedom, and how Rong Jiu worked with others to set him up, he could not help but smile, and stuck the sharp piece of porcelain to Rong Jiu’s cheek.

This person was in the flesh business, without this face, he would have nothing.

This vulgar man, would be like a dog on the streets, crawling on the ground, being kicked by boots, crushed, scolded, and spat on. Aiyo … Just thinking about it made him happy. Even the disgusting feeling of f * * king this person just now disappeared.

Mo Ran’s smile became more and more adorable.

His hand tightened, and a trace of blood seeped out.

The unconscious person seemed to have felt the pain. Her hoarse voice softly moaned. Tears still hung on her eyelashes, making her look very pitiful.

Mo Ran’s hand suddenly froze.

He thought of an old friend.

“…”

Then, he suddenly realized what he was doing. After being stunned for a few seconds, he slowly lowered his hand.

He was really used to doing evil. He had forgotten that he had been reborn.

Right now, nothing had happened. The mistake had not been made. That person … was not dead yet. Why did he have to cruelly and cruelly walk down the same old path when he could clearly start all over again?

He sat down and propped one foot on the edge of the bed, idly playing with the broken porcelain in his hand. Suddenly, he saw that there was still a greasy pancake on the table, so he picked it up, peeled off the oil paper, and took big bites. His mouth was full of crumbs, and his lips were oily.

This pancake was the specialty of this tile. In fact, it was not very delicious. Compared to the delicacies he had tasted later, it was like chewing wax. But after this tile fell, Mo Ran never ate this oil rotary pancake again. At this moment, the familiar taste of the pancake returned to the tip of his tongue through the rolling past.

Every time Mo Ran swallowed a bite, he felt that the unreality of his rebirth was reduced by a little.

When the whole pancake was finished, he finally slowly recovered from the initial confusion.

He was really reborn.

All the evil in his life, all the things that he could not turn back from, had not started yet.

He did not kill his uncle and aunt, did not slaughter the 72 cities, did not deceive his teacher and ancestors, did not get married, did not …

No one was dead yet.

He smacked his lips and licked his white teeth. He could feel that the slight joy in his chest was rapidly expanding, becoming a kind of fanaticism and excitement like a stormy sea. In his life, he was all-powerful and had dabbled in the Three Great Forbidden Arts of the Human World. He was proficient in the other two forbidden arts, but the last one, “Rebirth”, even if he was very talented and intelligent, he could not do it.

But he did not expect that what he wanted in his life would come true after he died.

All kinds of unwillingness, depression, loneliness, and all these five feelings were still in his chest. The scene of the peak of life and death was still in front of him.

At that time, he really did not want to live anymore. Everyone said that he was a lonely ghost, deserted by everyone. In the end, he felt that he was a walking corpse, bored and lonely.

But he didn’t know what went wrong, but a heinous person like him was given a chance to start all over again after his death.

Why did he have to destroy Rong Jiu’s face to avenge some old personal grudges?

Rong Jiu was the most greedy and loved money. He would just give this prostitute a small punishment and take some money from her for free. That would be enough. He did not want to take human lives for the time being.

“You are lucky, Rong Jiu.”

Mo Ran said with a smile. Then, he threw the piece of porcelain out of the window.

Then, he took all of Rong Jiu’s jewelry and put them all in his pocket. Then, he slowly tidied himself up and left the tile.

Uncle and aunt, cousin Xue Meng, master, and …

Thinking of that person, Mo Ran’s eyes suddenly became gentle.

Senior brother, I am here to find you.