[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 107 [English]

Chapter 107 Master’s Portrait

The scholar talked about it for two hours, and it was like Confucius, Mencius and Zengzhu. He listened until Mo Ran was dizzy and fell asleep, but he had to look like he was deeply interested, which was also hard work.

Mo Ran is quite good at pretending to attend classes.

At first, he said “Oh?” and frowned, seeming puzzled and doubtful.

After the other party has been talking for a while, he says “Oh…” again, with his eyebrows slightly raised, as if he has gained some enlightenment and is gradually understanding.

Finally, remember to keep your eyes wide open, your gaze intense, and a “Oh~” is essential. What is important is to let the speaker understand that he has an enlightenment and enlightenment after some teachings from he.

Three “oh”, he is not used less in Chu Wanning’s class.

It’s a pity that Allen Chu doesn’t take this trick. He always looks at him coldly and tells him to shut up.

But the little bookworm has never been treated with such courtesy. When he talked about it later, his eyes were shining and he was very excited. It seemed that he and Mo Ran were late to meet each other. There was no trace of the reserve and arrogance of Mo Ran.

“I understand.” Mo Ran smiled and said, “After listening to what you said, and then looking at this landscape picture, I realized that pictures are precious and cannot be exchanged for a thousand pieces of gold.”

If the little bookworm was still alive, he would definitely be blushing, but besides being blushing, he was not half excited at all. He was so happy that he didn’t know where to place his hands and feet, and he just smiled like a child, his thin face full of light.

It was the first time that Mo Ran saw a ghost so happy.

It’s almost time. He stood up, saluted to the other party, and said: “It’s getting late, I’ll walk around again and find a place to stay. If sir, I’m free tomorrow, I’ll come look for you again.”

The scholar was unexpectedly called Sir, and he was even more happy, half scared and half happy: “No, no, no, I don’t dare to be a Sir. I took the exam many times and couldn’t even pass the exam. I…sigh…”

Mo Ran smiled and said: “The quality of education is not about wealth and fame, but about the heart.”

The scholar was greatly surprised: “You, you can actually say such a thing?”

“This is what my master said, it’s just a waste of money.”

Scholar: “…picking up people’s wisdom.”

“Really? Hahahahaha.” Mo Ran smiled and scratched his head, “I remembered it wrong again.”

Seeing that it was getting late and no one would come to ask about the painting today, the scholar packed up his baskets and bags and said, “I have nothing to do, and it is rare to meet someone who can talk. Although the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, it is also important to drink with a close friend and a thousand cups will be too little. I think…”

Seeing that he started to slip away his schoolbag sourly, Mo Ran smiled and cut off what he said, saying: “Are you trying to say, I think it’s getting late, why don’t we find a place to have a drink?”

“Ah, yes, yes, let’s have a drink and enjoy ourselves, okay?”

“Okay.” Mo Ran nodded, “Sir, pay.”

Scholar: “…………”

On the greasy little table was a plate of peanuts, with a dozen or so pieces in pieces, and two small glasses of wine, each half full.There was only one candle burning in the wine shop, which was burning nervously and shabbyly. The owner with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was cleaning a bowl with a chipped mouth behind the counter.

“The place is a little dilapidated.” The scholar looked a little uneasy, “But I haven’t received any paper money. I’ve only been to a few stores, and this one is pretty decent…”

“It’s pretty good.” Mo Ran picked up the wine cup and looked at it carefully, “The ghost still eats?”

“They are all empty, just like sacrifices.” The scholar took a bite of the peanuts, but the peanuts did not disappear. He said, “Look, it’s like this. Have a taste.”

Mo Ran put down the wine cup calmly, “He is not a dead person, eating will reveal his flaws.”

The scholar had been drinking for over thirty years, and his depressed mood seemed to be better. After chatting with Mo Ran for a while, he asked: “Master Mo asked Xiaosheng to help draw a character before. Is he the one he likes?”

Mo Ran hurriedly waved his hand: “No, no, it’s my master.”

“Ah.” The scholar was startled, “I have been running a stall in the underworld for many years. I have seen people who want to draw pictures of beautiful people, but I have never seen people who want me to draw Master. Is your Master treating you well?”

Mo Ran felt ashamed and said: “Okay, very good.”

“No wonder.” The scholar nodded, “Why did you draw he?”

“Looking for someone.”

The scholar said “Ah” again, with a surprised look on his face: “He is also in the underworld?”

“Well.” Mo Ran said, “I heard that the dead will stay in Nanke Township for ten or eight years. I can’t worry about him. I want to find him and be his companion.”

The scholar had no doubts at all, and was even a little moved. He pondered for a long time, and finally sighed: “It’s rare to see a peach and plum love deeply. Okay! Mr. Mo, I will do this for you!” After saying that, he got up to open the box and get the painting tools.

Mo Ran was overjoyed, thanked him repeatedly, and asked him his name and surname. He secretly remembered it in his heart, thinking that when he returned to the world, he would burn more gold and silver for this poor brother.

You two are sentimental, I am excited, and I am busy spreading paper and grinding ink.

As a result, after starting work, I couldn’t even say a few words, and I choked.

“My Master… He…” Mo Ran clenched his hand into a fist and knocked on his knees a few times, but still couldn’t figure out the reason. After holding it for a long time, this man with poor words finally said, “He is a beauty after all, you can draw it.”

The scholar stared at him.

Mo Ran: “Draw.”

“…What a beautiful way?”

“It’s not very simple, it’s beautiful. Paint it to look good.”

“I know I want to draw something that looks good, but… forget it, tell me, what kind of face does he have?”

“What face?” Mo Ran was stunned and said, “…the face is the face.”

The scholar was a little annoyed: “Melon seeds, almonds, wood, goose eggs, can you name one?”

“I don’t know if he has these or not, but he’s pretty handsome anyway.”

Scholar: “…………”

Mo Ran: “Forget it, if you don’t know, just draw it on my face. Our faces are not much different.”

Scholar: “…………”

Then there are the eyes.

“What eyes?”

Seeing that the ink was burning and about to speak, he suddenly stopped and added.

“Don’t say eyes are eyes.”

Mo Ran waved his hand and said: “I understand what you mean, he has eyes… this, how should I say it? Fierce and… charming? Cold and gentle.”

The scholar threw down his pen and said angrily: “I won’t draw anymore! Please ask Gao Ming to do it for you!”

“Don’t!” Mo Ran hurriedly pulled him, “The other people’s paintings are not as good as yours.”

The scholar endured it and stared at him, but seeing Mo Ran’s face full of sincerity, he said firmly: “Then you can tell me what I ask, and what you answer.”

Mo Ran was also aggrieved, he thought, didn’t he answer well just now?Isn’t it the same as what he answers when asked?But he was very soft when asking for help, so he could only nod his head obediently and hug the soul-inducing lamp in his arms tightly.

The scholar said: “It’s still the eyes. Are they leopard eyes? Three-white eyes? Almond eyes? Phoenix eyes? Or…”

Mo Ran felt dizzy and shook his head: “Slit eyes? Isn’t that very small? No, he eyes are raised upward. I don’t know what it is called. In short, it’s… uh, it’s just flying up. It’s pretty good-looking…”

“That’s Phoenix Eyes.”

Mo Ran opened his mouth, but saw that the scholar’s face was unhappy, so he shut up angrily: “Okay, just sew your eyes if you want.”

The scholar then asked: “Is the nose tall or short?”

“High.”

“Are your lips thin or thick?”

“Thin.”

“Are your eyebrows thick or light?”

“Dense.”

“Thickness?”

“It’s okay… I know the eyebrows, they should be sword eyebrows.”

“Okay.” The scholar added a few more strokes and asked again, “Are there any moles on your face?”

Mo Ran tilted his head and thought for a while, thinking about it, but his face turned red, and he whispered: “Yes…”

“Where?”

“The left ear.” Mo Ran said slowly, “A little smaller, the color is quite light, and then…”

Then when you kiss him here, you will be extra sensitive.

The scholar raised his eyebrows: “Then?”

“No.” Mo Ran shook his head like a rattle, and his face turned redder, “No more.”

The scholar looked at him rather strangely, but fortunately the light was dim and the blood on his face could not be seen.The tip of the pen was moistened with ink, and he asked again: “Guanliu’s attire?”

“He likes to wear white clothes. A green jade crown or a high ponytail.” Mo Ran thought for a while and added, “Sometimes he also wears it. When he wears it, especially…”

“Stop saying it looks good!” The scholar couldn’t bear it.

“Well, then be handsome.”

Scholar: “…………”

After working hard for a long time, I finally finished the painting.Mo Ran blew the ink, raised it up and took a closer look. He felt that although it was not as handsome as Chu Wanning, it was not very similar, but it was barely usable, so he smiled and said: “Thank you, sir. It’s pretty good.”

“I only missed painting Pan An, Fan Li and Xi Zi Diao Chan.”

“Hahaha.” Mo Ran was happy and said, “When I find Master, I will thank you again.”

I drank some wine with the scholar and chatted for a while. When the sky got darker, the two of them parted ways in front of the wine shop, Mo Ran holding the portrait of Chu Wanning. According to the scholar, there is a building on the fifth street of Nanke Township called “Shunfeng Building”, which is specially used to inquire about all kinds of information from the new lonely ghosts.

He is going to take a look.

The red sign outside the Shunfeng Building floats faintly, with a black snake-shaped totem painted on it.Mo Ran pushed the door open and saw a long counter across the hall. Behind the counter sat a dozen ghosts in ocher robes, all wearing angry wooden lacquer masks, making it difficult to see their true appearance.In front of these masked ghosts, there are long lines of dead people with different looks and other desires.

Hundreds of white candles floated on the top of the building, and the overlapping lights illuminated the piles of dead people.Ghosts come and go, Duan is very busy.

“Little master, can you help me check where my brother is? His name is Zhang Bayi, from Suzhou. He was twenty-one years old when he died…”

“Is there a portrait?”

“No, no.”

“You can find one without a portrait, but the cost will be ten times more expensive.”

“Brother——”

The masked man coughed, his voice clear.

“Ah, I’m sorry, it turned out to be the eldest sister. Big sister, it’s like this. When I died, the man in the family told me that she would never remarry, but I always watched her flirting with my brother for a long time. I can’t swallow this breath until I die. Can you help me check to see if she is really a widow in the world, or is she getting along with my brother!”

“Cha Yangjian Shi, the price is this, please take a look first.”

“Excuse me, Xiaosheng liked a girl in his previous life, but she was rich and wealthy and could not look down on an inferior scholar. Xiaosheng was timid and never showed his feelings to her. Later, she got married, and Xiaosheng was also happy for her. Unexpectedly, the person she trusted turned out to be a married man. … Alas, something happened later, and she…Be one step ahead of Xiaosheng.Therefore, Xiaosheng wants to check two things. The first is where this girl is now, and the second is… I want to know our fate in the next life…”

“You can check what happened in the next life, but you won’t be charged any money. You need to exchange your life in the next life. As for where the girl is, please tell me your name and submit your portrait.”

“Oh, okay, okay. There is a portrait, here. The girl’s surname is Yao, and her last name is Lan…”

There are ghost words in front of every counter, and the body is rotting, but the obsession can’t be let go.

Mo Ran held the lamp in his arms and walked around looking around, and found that there were people asking about everything. The people in Shunfeng Tower were either collecting money or receiving Yangshou.

He has no money, and if he is allowed to live a long life, he will be found out that he is a widow who has sneaked into the underworld.I was worried for a moment, and I couldn’t help but secretly scold Master Huaisui for being so stupid that he didn’t know how to stuff some banknotes and ingots into his pocket in advance.

But after looking at the price list, it didn’t seem too expensive to inquire personally.Mo Ran was worried, ran back to the wine shop, and finally caught up with the scholar.After some hard talk, he borrowed some meager silver and returned to Shunfeng Building.

After queuing for a long time, it was finally his turn.

Mo Ran said anxiously: “I’m looking for someone. This is a portrait.”

He handed Chu Wanning’s portrait to the other party and was about to continue.Unexpectedly, after reading it, the man chuckled lightly, closed the scroll and asked, “What are you looking for?”

“Ah?” Mo Ran was startled, “You know where he is just by looking at the painting?”

“Yes. But tell me first, what are you doing for him?”

“he is an old friend of mine.”

The other party glanced at he again, and then said: “Wait a moment.” Then he leaned over and whispered a few words to a colleague next to him.When he turned around again, his tone was much kinder.

“Since he is an old friend of Mr. Chu, I won’t accept the money.” The man stood up and waved to him, “You can follow me upstairs.”

The author has something to say:

The first three are bad memes from various scarf jokes and skits. They are not original memes, but because they are used too many times, I tried to find the origin, but I can’t find them….It seems that the earliest one appeared in the Spring Festival Gala sketch?Shocked, is he so rustic and happy?To avoid misunderstanding, I would like to state qaq here