[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 31 [English]

Chapter 31 My uncle

In order to express his sincerity in front of his master, the young master made three plates of burnt tofu and promised that he would not throw away any piece and would eat them all.

Chu Wanning was very satisfied and showed a rare admiration.

Mo Ran, who was following behind, took a look and was unhappy.Emperor Taxian had an inexplicable obsession with Chu Wanning’s recognition, and immediately ordered three portions of tofu.Allen Chu glanced at he: “Eat so much, don’t you feel full?”

Mo Ran and Xue Meng worked hard: “Don’t say three portions, even three more portions, I can eat it.”

Chu Wanning said lightly: “Okay.”

Then he gave Mo Ran six portions of tofu and said: “You are the same, don’t waste it.”

Mo Ran: “………………”

The other two ordered “he”, and Shi Mo was no exception. He smiled and said, “Then…Master, I also want three dishes.”

So on the first day after Elder Yuheng’s confinement ended, his three disciples all had stomach upsets because they had eaten bad food.The next day, the Discipline Elder found Chu Wanning and expressed euphemistically that Meng Potang did not lack helpers. He asked Chu Wanning to move to Naihe Bridge to help clean up the fallen leaves and wipe the pillars.

Naihe Bridge is a bridge that connects the main area of ​​the Summit of Life and Death and the disciples’ rest area. It can accommodate five carriages passing side by side. On the bridge pillars stand nine white jade beasts, representing the nine sons of the dragon. There are also 360 short pillars with lion heads, which is magnificent.

Chu Wanning swept the floor silently. After sweeping, he carefully wiped the jade beast.

After being busy for most of the day, when the sky was getting dark, it started to rain.

Most of the disciples who had finished class did not bring oil-paper umbrellas and waded through the puddles and ran towards their residences.Raindrops pitter-pattered on the stone steps. Chu Wanning glanced at them from a distance and saw the relaxed smiles on the faces of the young girls, who were wet and bright in the rain.

“…” Chu nightning knew that if he saw himself, the brightness and ease would disappear, so he thought about it and went under the bridge.

Some disciples who were running ahead came to the bridge, saw the scene clearly, and couldn’t help but say “Hey”.

“Boundary?”

“Why is there a barrier on the Naihe Bridge?”

“It was probably arranged by Elder Xuanxuan.” Some disciples guessed, “Elder Xuanxuan is the best to us.”

The translucent golden barrier was caged at the top of the Naihe Bridge, extending and spreading with overwhelming momentum all the way to the main trail in the disciples’ rest area, covering the entire path they were going to take.

“It must have been arranged by Elder Xuanxuan. Isn’t this place under his control?”

“Elder Xuanxuan is so kind.”

“This barrier is so beautiful, the elder is really powerful.”

The disciples shook their wet hair, jokingly pushing and hiding in the barrier, talking all the way to the rest area.

Chu Wanning stood under the bridge, listening to the crowds on the bridge. Until there was no more sound and the returning teenagers had gone far, he slowly closed the barrier and walked out of the bridge calmly.

“Master.”

Suddenly I heard someone calling him.

Chu Wanning suddenly raised his head, but no one was seen on the shore.

“I’m here.”

he Xun Sheng looked up and saw Mo Ran sitting sideways on the white jade bridge, wearing silver and blue light armor, his legs lazily resting on the edge of the bridge railing.

The young man’s eyebrows were shockingly dark, and his eyelashes were like two small fans, hanging down in front of his eyes.He was holding an oil-paper umbrella and staring at himself with a half-smile.

One of us is on the bridge, Lin Ye Sesu.One is under the bridge, the cold rain is pouring over the river.

They just looked at each other and no one spoke for a while.

The misty rain between the sky and the earth was hazy, lingering and melancholy. Occasionally, fallen leaves of thin bamboos swayed down with the wind and rain, fluttering and falling between the two of them.

In the end, Mo Ran laughed out loud, with some teasing: “Elder Xuanxuan, you are all wet.”

Allen Chu also said coldly almost at the same time: “How did you know it was me?”

Mo Ran pursed his lips, his eyes were crooked, and his dimples were deep: “Such a big barrier, can’t Elder Xuan set it out? If it’s not the master, who else can it be?”

Allen Chu: “…”

Mo Ranzhi was too lazy to cast a spell to protect himself from the rain, so he had an idea and threw down the umbrella.

“This is for you, go on.”

The bright red oil-paper umbrella fell lightly, and Chu Wanning caught it. The green bamboo and wood umbrella handle was still stained with some warmth, and crystal water drops dripped along the umbrella surface. Chu Wanning looked up at he: “What about you?”

Mo Ran smiled slyly: “Master casts a little spell, can’t I go back cleanly?”

Allen Chu snorted, but still flicked his sleeves, and a translucent golden barrier immediately opened above the ink. The ink looked up and smiled: “Haha, it’s so beautiful, and there are peony patterns, thank you.”

Allen Chu glanced at he: “That’s Begonia, with only five petals.”

After that, the man in white clothes and Fei Umbrella floated away.Liu Moran stood alone in the rain curtain, counting the petals: “One, two, three, four, five…ah, it really is five petals…”

Looking up again, Chu Wanning has gone far.

Mo Ran narrowed his eyes and stood under the barrier. The childish smile on his face disappeared little by little, and gradually changed to a complex look.

He suddenly didn’t understand what he was thinking.

It would be nice if the feelings for a person could only be pure love or pure disgust.

The rain lasted for four days before it stopped. When the clouds opened and the rain stopped, a team of carriages and horses jingled their bells and stepped on the clear pool of water, crushing the sky and cloud shadows, and stopped in front of the mountain gate of the Summit of Death and Life.

The bamboo curtain was lifted, and a folding fan with bright red tassels hanging on it was revealed.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of blue-soled combat boots with silver edges stepped out, stepped on the shaft of the car, and fell to the ground with a heavy thud, sending dust flying into the air.

This is a strong man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, big shoulders and a round waist. He is dressed in blue and silver light armor and has a neat beard. He looks about forty years old.He looks very rough, but the big hand like an iron tower is shaking an exquisitely crafted scholar’s fan, which is indescribably weird.

The fan opened with a “pop” sound, and on the side facing others, there was written –

“Xue Lang is very beautiful.”

On the side facing me, it says——

“The world is very ugly.”

This fan is famous all over the world. The reason is not only the owner of the fan is very skilled, but also because the words written on the fan are so embarrassing.

Brag about yourself on the positive side and ridicule others on the negative side.

When the fan handle is gently shaken, one can smell the fan’s owner’s narcissism from a hundred miles away. Everyone in the cultivation world knows this.

Who is the owner of this fan?It is the Lord of Death and Life who has stayed outside for more than two months, Xue Meng’s father, Mo Ran’s uncle, Xue Zheng and Xue Xian.

As the saying goes, a dragon begets a dragon, a phoenix begets a phoenix, and the mouse’s son can make holes.

The converse principle is the same. If my son is a peacock, I will also open his tail.

Although Xue Meng’s handsome appearance is completely different from that of his powerful father, at least they are similar in their bones——

They all feel that “Xue Lang is very beautiful, but the world is very ugly.”

Xue Zhengyong stretched out, stretched his muscles and bones, twisted his neck, and said with a smile: “Oh, I am so exhausted from riding in this carriage. I am finally home.”

In the Danxin Hall, Mrs. Wang was preparing medicinal powder, with Mo Ran and Xue Meng sitting on the left and right respectively.

She said softly: “Four liang of hemostatic grass and one stick of Shouyang Ginseng.”

“Mom, it’s ready.” Xue Meng sat cross-legged next to her and handed the herbs to her.Mrs. Wang took it, smelled the smell of styptic grass, and then said, “No, this grass has been kept together with Guanghuo for a long time, and the taste will be mixed. The potency of the prepared decoction will be impaired. Go get some fresh ones.”

“Oh, okay.” Xue Meng stood up again and went to look through the medicine cabinet in the back room.

Mrs. Wang continued: “Three qian for Wulingzhi and one qian for Cuscuta.”

Mo Yan handed the materials to her neatly: “Auntie, how long will this medicine take?”

“No need to boil it, just drink it.” Mrs. Wang said, “After I grind the powder, can Ah Ran send it to Elder Yu Heng?”

Mo Ran originally didn’t want to give it, but after taking a look at Xue Meng’s back, he knew that if he didn’t give it, then the person who delivered the medicine must be Xue Meng.

For some reason, he just didn’t like Xue Meng staying alone with Chu Wanning, so he said: “Okay.”

After a pause, he asked again: “By the way, Auntie, is this medicine bitter?”

“It’s a bit bitter, what’s wrong?”

Mo Ran smiled and said: “Nothing.” But he grabbed a handful of candies from the fruit plate and stuffed them into his sleeves.

The people in the palace were concentrating on preparing the medicine, but suddenly a burst of hearty and bold laughter rang out from the door of the palace.Xue Zhengyong strode into the palace, his face radiant, and he said happily: “Madam, I’m back! Hahahahaha!”

The leader of the dignified sect came in without warning, and Mrs. Wang was so shocked that she almost spilled the powder in the medicine spoon.She opened her beautiful eyes in surprise: “Husband?”

Mo Ran also stood up to greet him: “Uncle.”

“Ah, Ran’er is here too?” Xue Zhengyong was tall and majestic, but his speech was very kind. He patted Mo Ran’s shoulder hard, “Good boy, I haven’t seen you for a while, and you seem to have gained some weight. How about it? Did your trip to Caidie Town go well?”

Mo Ran smiled and said: “It’s going smoothly.”

“Okay, okay, okay! With Chu Wanning here, I know there will be no mistakes, hahahaha – by the way, where is your master? You are alone on the mountain tinkering with those gadgets?”

When Mo Ran heard the words, he was a little embarrassed: “Master, he…”

he This uncle had a fiery personality and was easily impulsive. A large part of the cause of his uncle’s death in his previous life was attributed to this personality.Of course, Mo Ran didn’t want to tell him directly that Chu Wanning had received two hundred French sticks and was banned for three months.Just as he was thinking about how to speak, an “ah” sound suddenly came from behind him.

Xue Meng walked out holding a pile of styptic grass in a daze. When he saw his father, he couldn’t help but said: “Dad.”

“Monger!”

Mo Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When the father and son met, they must have been flattering and complimenting each other. He was just thinking about how to tell Chu Wanning about being punished.

Sure enough, the peacock father and son had their tail feathers erect and were sparing no effort in praising each other.

“We haven’t seen you for two months, and my son has become much more handsome. He looks more and more like your father!”

Xue Meng looks nothing like his father, only like his mother, but he quite agrees with it and said: “Dad’s figure is also much stronger!”

Xue Zhengyong waved his hand and said with a smile: “During this period, I was in the Kunlun Snow Palace, and I felt more and more that all the young men in the world were not as good as my son and my nephew! Oh, I’m tired of those nagging women, Meng’er, do you remember Mei Hanxue?”

Xue Meng immediately showed contempt: “That little fat man who has been practicing in seclusion for more than ten years. It is said that he is the senior brother of the Snow Palace? Is he out of seclusion?”

“Hahaha, my son has a really good memory, that’s he. He stayed at our house for a while when he was a child, and even slept in the same bed with you.”

“…Why don’t you remember? He’s as fat as a dog. He kicks people when they sleep. He kicked him down many times. Dad, have you seen him?”

“I saw it, I saw it.” Xue Zhengyong twirled his beard, seeming to be lost in memories.Xue Meng is a proud man of heaven, and he is aggressive by nature, so he asked impatiently: “How is it?”

Xue Zhengyong smiled and said: “If you ask me, I’m not as good as you. A good boy, his master teaches him how to play the piano and dance, and he makes flower petals fly when he performs Qinggong. Your father is so ridiculous, hahahaha!”

Xue Meng’s nose twitched, as if he was disgusted.

A fat little man with baby fat, playing the piano, dancing, flying flower petals…

“How about his cultivation?” After all, Mei Hanxue has been in seclusion for more than ten years. She has just been out of seclusion in the past few months and has not yet shown her sword in the world.

Since “appearance” has compared people, Xue Meng has to compare with “cultivation”.

This time Xue Zhengyong did not answer immediately. He thought for a while and said: “Seeing that he didn’t make many moves, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, when we wait for the sword debate in Lingshan, Meng’er will naturally have the opportunity to compete with him.”

Xue Meng twitched his eyebrows: “Huh, that damn fat guy, it’s not sure whether he has a chance to fight me.”

Mrs. Wang had already added the last medicinal powder. She stood up and touched Xue Meng’s head with a smile: “Meng’er must not be arrogant, but must be open-minded and always in awe.”

Xue Meng said: “What’s the use of being humble? Those are all done by incompetent people. I want to be as happy as my father.”

Xue Zhengyong laughed loudly: “Look, how can a tiger father have a dog son?”

Mrs. Wang said displeasedly: “You, if you don’t teach him good things, you will teach him some bad things. What are you talking about?”

Seeing the slight anger on her face, Xue Zhengyong knew that she was indeed a little unhappy, so he suppressed his smile and scratched his head: “Madam, I was wrong. You can teach me whatever you say, and it is all right. Don’t be unhappy.”

Mo Ran: “…………”

Xue Meng: “…………”

Mrs. Wang was Gu Yueye’s disciple in her early years, and it was said that she was kidnapped by Xue Zhengyong. I don’t know whether this rumor is true or not, but Mo Ran knew very well that her uncle was very affectionate towards her aunt, and the iron bones turned into softness around the fingers.But Mrs. Wang is not so passionate about her husband. She is an extremely gentle person, but she always loses her temper with Xue Zhengyong.

After all these years of stumbling, anyone with a discerning eye can see who has a deeper affection for whom.

Xue Meng was naturally too lazy to watch his parents flirting. He was a little disgusted, clicked his tongue, and turned away impatiently.

Mrs. Wang was quite embarrassed and said quickly: “Meng’er?”

Xue Meng waved his hand and strode out.

Mo Ran also didn’t want to disturb the couple’s reunion, and it happened to be that he could avoid his uncle’s interrogation.Chu Wanning should let Mrs. Wang talk to him about being punished. He can’t bear it.So he packed up the potions on the table, walked away with a smile, and even closed the palace door for them.

Holding the medicine, he wandered to the Red Lotus Water Pavilion.

Chu Wanning was injured and his body has been a little weak these days. The barriers originally placed around the waterside pavilion were removed, so someone came, and he didn’t know it.

So, by chance, Mo Ran saw such a scene…

Chu Wanning is taking a bath in the lotus pond at the moment.

He could just soak himself. The key point is that Elder Yuheng, who has always been clean and self-possessed, actually has two other people in his royal lotus pond…