[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 236 [English]

Chapter 236 [Dragon Blood Mountain] Passed away

After coming out of Jiao Mountain, the ink burned like a clay sculpture, his eyes slightly straightened, and he walked forward in silence.

Standing in front of a fork in the road, he was in a daze.

The war is over, and the rising sun is rising in the east. The morning glow has washed away the darkness of the night, leaving only the smell of dew and grass among the trees, like greasy powder, floating in the morning light.

He turned around and looked at the towering peaks.Then he looked at the road ahead.Walking straight ahead is Linling Island, where Xue Meng and his uncle are waiting for him, an explanation, and an answer.But he can’t go there, he has to go to Dragon Blood Mountain.

Mo Ran vaguely understood in his heart that Master Guigui actually knew far more than he imagined, otherwise he would not have remained so calm when he saw the Immortal Emperor.Perhaps because of this, he became increasingly at a loss as to what was waiting for him ahead.

In fact, he’s mind was in chaos at the moment, and he had no more mood to think about. In the end, he only knew numbly——

He must go, because Master is there.

Dragon Blood Mountain is entrenched near Wubei Temple. In the early years, monks occasionally went up the mountain to meditate, practice Zen, and gain enlightenment. However, confusion often occurred on this mountain. Many people said that they encountered ghosts breaking through the walls on the mountain. Once they entered, they could not get out, so gradually it became a barren mountain.

Ink burned and sword-riding, and after a day’s journey, he finally arrived at the foot of Dragon Blood Mountain at sunset.He had not eaten or drank water all day, and he was very tired, so when he saw a stream of clear spring flowing out from between the cypress trees, he walked over, grabbed a handful of water, and washed his face.

What was washed off was first the mud, then the melted blood, and finally his face was revealed, reflected in the glistening water.

It was not an ugly face, but Mo Ran stared at it for a while, feeling only indescribable disgust and disgust. He suddenly broke the water surface, shattering the reflection, then closed his eyes, and almost buried his face in his palms and rubbed it with some pain.

Is there any foolproof method in this world that can completely separate a person’s past from his present?Is there any sharp tool that can remove the rotten memories from my mind?

Is there anyone who can save him? Can he tell him that you are not Ta Xianjun, you are just Mo Ran, you are just Mo Weiyu.

But when he opened his eyes, the water was calm again, and the man inside was still staring at him with such resentment and despair.

he knew he had no way out.

Get up and go up the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, fog suddenly appeared. There was no sign of the thick fog, and I couldn’t see my fingers.

Mo Ran thought it was sneaky at first, but after sensing it, there was no evil at all.

It was already getting late, and the sound of cuckoos crying could occasionally be heard in the trees. The surroundings were getting colder, the sunlight was disappearing little by little, and the surrounding areas were getting dark.

“Master?”

He’s voice was slightly hoarse, while he was stroking, he walked forward.

“Master of Guilt?”

No one should he.

But strangely, he climbed all the way, almost blindly, but did not encounter any obstacles. The road was so smooth that it was creepy, as if someone had already laid a plan deep in the fog, waiting for he to go to the meeting alone and fall into a trap.

“Is there anyone?”

The fog gradually dissipated.

The scenery in front of him became clearer and clearer, the thick mist fell, and the mountains, rocks, vines and trees appeared in front of him.

he found that he had unknowingly arrived at a flat and open place. Looking back, the road he came from was still covered by fog, but this was the only place where the vegetation was lush and the moon and stars were sparse.

He walked forward on the decaying grass covered with dew, and then he heard the back of a person.

Mo Ran was startled for a moment, then rushed forward in panic, calling anxiously: “Master?!”

Chu Wanning turned his back to he and was kneeling next to a cave covered by purple wisteria. In front of he, the guilty master sat cross-legged and lowered his eyes, looking stunned and silent.

“Master! You——”

Suddenly he was speechless, because when he saw Chu Wanning turning around, his eyelashes were wet and his face was stained with tears.

Mo Ran was stunned: “What’s wrong with you?”

Chu Wanning did not speak. He has been suppressing himself. From a long time ago, he has always been aloof and majestic.It seems that as soon as he is born, he is an elder, an immortal, and there is no time when he is young or weak.

“The ink burns…”

But this time, he exhausted all his strength, but only said two words. The choked sobs could no longer be suppressed and overflowed from his lips.

Mo Ran murmured and stepped forward, walked to he, leaned over and knelt down, and hugged him tightly: “…What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and stroked Allen Chu’s hair.Chu nightning’s body is very cold, but now he has found him and can hold him in his arms, but Mo Ran feels very hot in his heart.

Every moment of stability he had was stolen. Every word he said to Chu Wanning became a gift from God. If he could get a little more, he would regard it as a treasure and dare not take it lightly.

“Okay, okay.” Even though he was so helpless, he still held Chu Wanning in his broad and warm chest, comforting, “It’s okay, I’m here, I’m here, I’m here.”

Mo Ran said and kissed Chu Wanning’s forehead.At this moment, he suddenly found that Chu Wanning, who was restrained in his arms, but still trembling and crying, with his fingers tightly clenching the skirt of his clothes, looked like the little junior brother in Peach Blossom Spring who would never appear again.

No one is born strong, and Chu Wanning should also look like a young man.

Mo Ran’s heart shivered, and he vaguely understood something. He hugged the slightly trembling Chu Wanning, kissed him, stroked his hair, and looked at the guilty master.

The old monk was sitting on a huge cold rock, his brows were wrinkled, his eyelashes were drooping, his eyes were half-closed, his eyes were lifeless, he was holding a begonia flower in his hand, leaning forward slightly, as if he wanted to give it to someone.But that person must have rejected he’s kindness, and the flowers were already decayed, with only a few scattered ones that had not fallen from the branches.

The guilt passed away.

This man with many myths and mysteries hidden in him did not show any relief at the last moment.

His expression is pained.

What’s even more uncomfortable is that after he died, his face no longer retained the youthful appearance of more than thirty years old. He completely became a spiny old monk. And for some unknown reason, his face was being eaten away by a golden bug at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“This bug…”

“It’s a righteous insect.” Chu Wanning finally spoke, but his voice was hoarse. “Some people who dislike their appearance will make a blood contract with this kind of insect. The righteous insect can change the appearance of the host. In return, on the day when the host dies, the righteous insect will devour the host’s body.”

Listening to he trying his best to keep his tone steady and speaking slowly, Mo Ran couldn’t help but hug him tighter.The person in his arms may have been kneeling here for a long time, and his hands and feet are cold.

From the past life to this life, Chu Wanning has always been his beacon, his flame, dispelling his dark night and giving him the warmth he can.

But Mo Ran is hugging him at the moment, and he only feels that the person in his arms is made of ice.

So cold.

He is heartbroken.

“I’m here, I’m here.”

“He asked me to come to Dragon Blood Mountain a long time ago.” Chu Wanning looked extremely tired, as if someone had drained all of his warm blood and poured endless pain and suffering into it.

“He knew that I didn’t want to talk to him face to face or listen to any explanation from him, so he once left me a letter with very sincere words, but I was still stubborn and refused to believe him… I was suspicious of him.”

Mo Ran touched his cheek, he had never seen Chu Wanning like this.

Plus there were none in previous lives.

This made him feel panicked, and he asked: “What happened?”

But Chu Wanning just answered blankly: “I am suspicious of him…”

This man who had always been calm and rational was finally torn to pieces.

he is like a horned bow, the string is stretched to the extreme and suddenly breaks.He was trembling in Mo Ran’s arms, trembling constantly, so desperate, so pitiful.

Chu night was hunched and curled up. Once the person who had been tense for half a life collapsed, the accumulated grief was enough to break the dam: “I should have been here long ago… If I had listened to him, many things would not have happened. Nangong would not have died, and the teacher would not have been blind. It was all in time… it was all in time.”

“Master.”

“If I had listened to what was said in that letter, this wouldn’t be the case…”

It took Mo Ran a long time to comfort him slightly. After a long time, Allen Chu finally stopped crying, but his eyes were out of focus. Mo Ran pinched his fingertips, but found that he was not warm at all, just like the subtle trembling, which could not stop.

“Why don’t I want to believe him again…”

The ink burned and listened silently.In fact, along the way, because of stepping on the Immortal Emperor, Mo Ran actually envisioned countless scenarios of meeting Chu Wanning again, and thought about a lot of explanations and requests.

But he found that he couldn’t use it.

He didn’t expect that seeing him again would be like this.

“He… also left a memory scroll…” Finally, Allen Chu finally calmed down, and Mo Ran touched his cheek. His cheek was cold, “… Before he left, I always hoped that you could come and give it to you personally.”

Hearing that it was related to himself, the ink-burning fingertips froze.

Memories scroll?

What would be written there?What does the guilty master know?

Mo Ran felt that his hands were starting to get cold, his hair stood on end, and he was bone-chillingly cold.

Chu Wanning said hoarsely: “But he can’t wait anymore, his life is over.” After he finished speaking, he seemed to have been touched by an extremely painful scar, frowning, and said no more.

He is probably afraid that if he says one more word, he will collapse again.

Allen Chu covered his eyelids with his arms, calmed himself down, and slowly cleaned up his messy calmness, peace, coldness, and reliability.He picked up these pieces and put them on himself slowly.

After all, he is not used to being a weakling.

Finally, Chu nightning raised his moist eyes, took out the scroll from his arms, and handed it to Mo Ran.

“It contains all the secrets he knows.”

There was an undetectable tremor in Mo Ran’s voice: “…Have he also read it to you?”

“Have seen it.”

The ink burned and my heart trembled.

He looked into Chu Wanning’s eyes, and at that moment he had an extremely terrifying thought.

He feels that Chu Wanning seems to have understood everything.

He took the scroll with the sapphire as its axis.

He was suddenly so uneasy, so he suddenly held Chu Wanning’s finger and rubbed it.

“Wan Ning…”

“…”

“If what that person… told you in Jiaoshan was true, would you hate me?”

Chu Wanning’s face was originally very pale, and at this time it was even more bloodless, and even his lips were slightly green.

“Will you hate me?”

Mo Ran holds his hand, his strength is so strong, stubborn, and even brutal.But what was completely different from that strength was the pleading beneath his soft eyelashes.

“Will it?”

Allen Chu shook his head and did not answer. He closed his eyes and said, “…Look at the scroll.”

The scroll left by Master Huaisui is very sinister. It is not similar to the spells in the mortal world, but is closer to the dream-making world of the feathered people in Peach Blossom Land.

Mo Ran took another deep look at Chu Wanning, then opened the scroll and placed the scroll with the radiance of jade between his eyebrows.

The scene of Dragon Blood Mountain disappeared, and what followed was a bottomless darkness. In the darkness, a guilty voice sounded, with a bit of sigh, echoing in Mo Ran’s ears.

“Master Chu, Benefactor Mo, and the old monk know that their time is short, but seeing that the world is changing and a disaster is coming, if we don’t do our best to tell you two things about what we know so as to help you return to the world, the old monk will be in purgatory, and he will feel regretful.”

The voice paused, then spoke slowly.

“The past events involved in this scroll are all unimaginable, and the old monk’s past mistakes cannot be concealed. I know that I have been unruly for half my life, with deep sins in my past, coupled with my ignorance, shallowness, and narrow-mindedness. In the past two hundred years of my life, I have only had a handful of sober days.The good deeds I have done are pitifully small.I have committed sins throughout my life and will fall into eternal hell after death.However, I still have extravagant hopes. I hope you will not feel disgusted with the old monk and think that he is worse than a beast.”

A faint light gradually lit up in front of Mo Ran’s eyes, and he blinked. As far as he could see, there were broken walls, old trees, and crows. There were birds pecking at eyeballs and eating intestines everywhere.

He was slightly startled. He felt that this scene was very familiar for some reason, but he couldn’t remember it at once.

Until the dust was flying at the city gate, a group of people came galloping, wearing forehead rings, carrying arrows on their backs, and riding thin horses.One of the young men suddenly reined in the reins, rolled off the horse, and threw himself at a corpse at the city gate, shouting: “Dad! Dad!”

Mo Ran was startled and felt a chill in his back.

This is…

The fantasy land of Peach Blossom Land and the Feathered People?

Is this ancient Lin’an in the midst of war?!