[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 257 [English]

Chapter 257 [Tianyin Pavilion] Linjiang Fairy

“What?!!”

The whole house was in a state of disbelief!

Only Mo Ran closed his eyes and was as calm as water.

Everyone was in confusion: “What on earth is going on?”

“What was the old case in Xiangtan back then?”

“Why did he kill people…”

Mu Yanli said: “This matter is a long story, and because of the age, many people who knew the inside story are no longer here. However, if you don’t want others to know, you have to do it yourself. After several investigations, Tianyin Pavilion still found some evidence.”

In this smoke of gunpowder mixed with human words and horror, Mu Yanli looked back calmly: “Did you bring all the witnesses found in Xiangtan?”

The attendant went out, took a look, and replied: “Back to the pavilion master, everyone is waiting outside the hall.”

“Then go and bring in the first witness.”

The first witness entered the hall. He was an old craftsman. He was very old. He was hunched over, shivering, and submissive. When he saw the hall full of immortal kings, his first reaction was to kneel on the ground with a plop, kowtow repeatedly, and murmured hurriedly: “I pay homage to all the immortal kings… I pay homage to all the immortal kings…”

Mu Yanli’s tone slowed down: “Old man, it’s hard work traveling and traveling. You don’t have to be nervous. I’m just asking some questions. Answer one question and answer two questions.”

The old man was trembling and couldn’t get up. The monk from Wubei Temple walked over and gave him a seat and helped him sit on it. But he was very scared and only touched half of his buttocks, trying his best to shrink himself as small as possible.

Mu Yanli said: “The first two questions. Where are you from, sir? What do you do?”

The old man’s teeth chattered, and when he spoke, he spoke with a thick accent: “I…I’m from Xiangtan, I just put up lanterns on the street…”

Everyone looked at him curiously, from his sparse white hair to his leaky shoes.They don’t know what past events this lantern seller can reveal.

Mu Yanli asked: “Sir, how many years have you been selling lanterns?”

“Half of my life…it’s always been fifty years, I can’t remember exactly…”

“It’s been long enough. What I want to ask you is not as far back as fifty years.” Mu Yanli said, lighting the ink and showing it to him, “Do you recognize this person, sir?”

The old man raised his head and glanced at Mo Ran. Seeing that this man was tall and handsome, and full of energy, he didn’t dare to look at him more, and immediately turned his eyes away.After a while, he glanced at he again hesitantly, and then muttered: “I don’t recognize him.”

Mu Yanli said: “It’s not strange if you don’t recognize him. Then let me ask you again, when you were selling lanterns next to Zuiyu Tower in Xiangtan, was there always a child who liked to stand next to your stall and watch you bake lanterns?”

“Ah…” The old man’s eyes were cloudy, but he was very clear about this matter. He sighed and nodded, “Yes, there is such a child who comes to see it almost every night. He likes the lanterns I made, but he is poor and can’t afford it… I even chatted with him a few times at that time, and he didn’t like to say anything, and he was very timid.”

“Sir, do you still remember his name?”

“Hmm, it seems to be called… Mo… Mo Ran’er?”

Just now, everyone was still listening to the old man’s words attentively. At this time, all eyes fell on Mo Ran.

The old man sank into the memories of the past and muttered: “I can’t remember clearly whether there is this ‘son’. I only know that he is from Zuiyulou…”

Xue Zhengyong interrupted with a stern face: “Ran’er is originally the son of my late brother and the nun in the building. What’s the point of Pavilion Master Mu asking this old gentleman to prove it?”

“Mommy?” The old man was stunned for a moment and waved his hand, “Oh, no. Although the surname of Mama’s son is also Mo, his name is Mo Nian. He was a famous little bully in the streets at that time.” The old man said, bowed his head and pointed to an old scar on his forehead.

“I was hit with a brick by him back then. That kid was so fierce, wild and naughty.”

Xue Zhengyong’s expression changed: “Mo…Nian?”

Mrs. Wang said anxiously: “Mr., did you remember it wrong? After all, it’s just one word difference. Is the mother-in-law’s child called Mo Ran or Mo Nian?”

“…It’s Mo Nian.” The old man thought for a while and nodded again, “It’s unmistakable. How can I remember it wrong? It’s Mo Nian.”

Xue Zhengyong was leaning forward slightly. When he heard the words “he”, he froze for a moment, then slumped in his seat, his eyes dazed.

“Mo Nian…”

Mu Yanli continued to ask: “The kid who came to see you making lanterns is in Zuiyu Tower. Do you know what he does?”

“Oh, I don’t know the specifics. I vaguely know that he helped cook in the kitchen.” The old man said, “The reputation is not very good. It is said that his hands and feet are unclean and he always steals the guests’ things.” He thought hard, and then seemed to remember something, his face changed a little, “Ah, I think about it. That kid was not good. He got worse and worse as he grew up. Later, he even raped a young girl. The girl couldn’t bear it and finally committed suicide.”

“What?!”

If it is appalling to say that a civet cat exchanged for a prince, then it is even more outrageous that Mo Ran had actually defiled a young girl from a good family before.

There were many monks who were parents here, and they immediately became furious and gritted their teeth and said, “I didn’t expect…the dignified Grandmaster Mo to be such a beast in human skin!”

“So disgusting!!!”

“Death is not a pity!”

Mo Ran didn’t say anything, just looked at the old artist quietly.

In his previous life, he caused a bloody storm in the world of cultivation, and Tianyin Pavilion also tried to stop him. At that time, this old man was brought here by Mu Yanli and identified him.

What did he do at that time?

Laugh to your heart’s content and accept it in peace.

He turned to look at Xue Zhengyong and Mrs. Wang, and taunted with a distorted smile: “How? Do you hate me? Dislike me? Do you want to be like my good master again and say that I am inherently bad and hard to learn?”

At that time, Mo Ran’s secret study of Zhenlong’s chess game was almost exposed, but Xue Zhengyong still chose to believe him at first.It was only then that Xue Zhengyong stood up in anger, almost vomiting blood, and shouted with bulging eyes: “Evil beast! What an evil beast!!”

Mo Ran listened to these two words and laughed, laughing more and more wantonly and happily.

He smiled so hard that the corners of his eyes became wet.

Rape a girl?

Xue Zhengyongxin.

Xue Zhengyong actually believed it.

Hahahaha – the ink-burning smile suddenly tightened, and he simply gave up on himself. His heart was broken, and his handsome face was as twisted as wax.

“Yes, I have committed these heinous crimes. I killed your nephew and killed that poor girl – what? My uncle wanted to do justice for God and killed me to -”

Before he finished speaking, his heart ached.

Xue Zhengyong had a violent temper. Before Mo Ran could finish speaking, he had already attacked with anger and hatred. There were tears in his eyes, and the tip of the fan pierced Mo Ran’s chest.

The ink burned for a moment, and then a slight smile opened at the corner of his mouth.He lowered his head, looking at the blood gradually dripping from his chest, and sighed:

“Uncle, I have called you uncle for so many years. But in the end, you still won’t believe me.”

“Shut up!!”

Mo Ran smiled, his shoulders shaking slightly: “Forget it, after all, the blood flowing on our bodies is not the same. So, this false home, this top of life and death…what else is there that I can’t bear to part with?”

Blood splattered all over his face.

He watched Xue Zhengyong fall in front of him, and his brain was numb – he originally didn’t want to kill him – it was him who was impatient and wanted to rush forward to take action…it was he who was seeking death.Mo Ran was quiet for a while, raised his blood-stained eyes, and looked at the stunned and sad Mrs. Wang. He licked the corner of his mouth, stepped over his uncle’s body, and walked towards his aunt.

Xue Zhengyong had not yet breathed his last. He tightly grasped the hem of his clothes and refused to let go.

This half-old man seemed very angry, and it seemed that his sadness and heartache were greater than his anger.

At that time, Mo Ran’s mind was going crazy. What did his uncle’s eyes mean, and what were the tears in his eyes for? He didn’t understand, and he didn’t want to understand.

Mo Ran heard Xue Zhengyong say: “Don’t…don’t harm…”

“She saw it. So she is going to die.” Mo Ran was very kind and calm, “However, Xue Meng is not here, so… seeing that you have raised me for so many years, I have the right to stay for his life.”

What does Mrs. Wang’s struggle mean in Mo Ran’s eyes?

What’s more, she couldn’t struggle at all, she just cried, and like her husband, she said to him: “Beast…”, but the knife pierced him, blood flowed out, and her consciousness gradually faded. She looked at him, and finally murmured: “Ran’er, why did you…”

Mo Ran’s hand was actually shaking and trembling at that time, but he finally pulled it out.He looked down at his palm, which was moist, and the scarlet dagger was clutched in his palm, which was greasy and smelly.

hot.

But it will get cold soon.

Just like what he calls home, what he calls relatives.

He was uneasy from the beginning because he knew that it was actually Xue Meng, Xue Zhengyong or Mrs. Wang.

They are not his relatives at all.

Their biological nephew has already died in his hands.

“Absurd!”

A loud shout interrupted the memory of Mo Ran.

Mo Ran raised his head almost blankly and patrolled the hall before finally landing on Xue Zhengyong.

It was Xue Zhengyong who was speaking.

“The child I raised, I know very well, how could he bully an innocent girl? Don’t spit on anyone with your blood!!”

“…”

The ink burned in confusion, and suddenly felt that my heart was filled with some kind of sourness.

He fluttered his eyelashes and closed his eyelids.

It’s different.

In two lifetimes…many things have changed.

The old artist was so frightened that he rolled down from his seat and kowtowed repeatedly on the ground: “No, no, I didn’t lie. Immortal Lord, calm down, I just… I just… I really…” He was just a poor craftsman who had never seen such a scene. After being criticized by the leader of the sect, his face turned pale with fear. In the end, he couldn’t even say a complete sentence.

Xue Zhengyong shouted, like a ferocious beast ready to attack: “Get out.”

“…”

“Get out!”

The old artist immediately stood up and wanted to roll away, but the people from Tianyin Pavilion stopped him. He couldn’t move forward or retreat. He fell to the ground, shaking like chaff, and muttered: “Oh my god, what is going on…”

Mu Yanli said: “Master Xue, please don’t get angry out of shame, and don’t be afraid, old gentleman. What Tianyin Pavilion wants is for the world’s grievances to be redressed, and it will never frame up or harm innocent people.”

She paused and helped the old artist up.

“Sir, please finish.”

“I have nothing to say…” The old man was really frightened and said nothing more. “Please, all the immortals, great monks and heroes, please let me go. I really have nothing to say anymore. I have a bad memory. I have a bad memory.”

In this stalemate, Mo Ran, who had been silent, suddenly looked at Xue Zhengyong and kowtowed.

The meaning of this action is self-evident.Xue Zhengyong and Xue Meng suddenly said a word, and even a word was blocked and they were unable to speak.Mrs. Wang murmured in disbelief: “… Ran’er?”

Mo Ran said: “When I was in Jiaoshan, I thought about coming back and confessing to my uncle. But I didn’t expect it to be this situation.”

“…”

Mo Ran’s eyes were very calm, because they were too calm, and even seemed a little dead: “Master Mu is here today, and all the witnesses and physical evidence must have been collected. There is nothing more to say. Yes, I am not the second young master at the top of life and death.”

he paused, and then a word with a sigh fell down the hall, the sound was as light as a feather, and it rippled through thousands of waves.

“I am the son of Nangong Yan, the lord of the ninth city in the 72nd city of Rufengmen.”

“What?!” Everyone was horrified.

“Don’t you want to hear the whole story?” Mo Ran closed his eyes and said, “…I was the one who set the fire in Zuiyu Tower back then. Dozens of lives were indeed destroyed by my hands.”

Mrs. Wang said with tears in her eyes: “Ran’er, how could you…how could you…”

“But in Xiangtan back then, there was a case where a girl from a tofu shop was insulted to death.” He said this and remained silent for a while.

In the previous life, no one was willing to hear he tell the truth.

Everyone was angrily accusing him and insulting him, so he didn’t want to explain. Anyway, in the eyes of others, he was just such a heinous devil, and it wouldn’t hurt to add another blood stain.

But in this life, he finally wanted to say it.

“That girl was not killed by me.”

There was silence in Danxin Palace, and everyone was staring at Mo Ran, waiting for him to speak about those unknown old cases.

Mu Yanli raised his eyebrows: “Oh? Is there another hidden story in that case?”

“Yes.”

“Please make your speech.” Mu Yanli said, “I am all ears.”

Mo Ran shook his head: “Before talking about the murder of the Tofu Fang girl, I want to talk about a more important person first.”

“Who?”

“An actor.”

Mo Ran said, his eyes scattered, looking through the open window to the distant sky.

“…At that time, there were two young pipa girls in Xiangtan, one named Xun, named Xun Fengruo, and the other… named Duan, named Duan Yihan.”

Many people present looked as if they were from another world when he mentioned these two names.

“…Xun Fengruo…Duan Yihan…Ah! Could it be that he was the top two-digit music teacher in the past?”

“That’s she. I remember that she and she are both musicians in Xiangtan, and they are called the Two Immortals Linjiang.”

“Yes, spring comes to the earth when the wind sings softly, and the sky is filled with flowers after dancing in cold clothes.” Someone twisted his beard and sighed, “I was only in my thirties at that time, and I was very familiar with the names of these two. But it is hard to find a song by them. I heard that every time they perform, the band will be surrounded by people, and the limelight is very popular.”

Someone else said: “You two music immortals seemed to have competed with each other at that time.”

Mo Ran said: “We have fought. Xun Fengruo is two years younger than Duan Yihan and entered the music studio two years later. She was arrogant at that time and was not convinced that Duan Yihan was as famous as her, so she sent a flower invitation and invited Duan Yihan to play three songs and dance three songs at Zuiyu Tower to determine the level of his skills.”

“Who won in the end?”

“It’s a draw.” Mo Ran said, “But from then on, the two of them cherished each other. Although Xun Fengruo and Duan Yihan are not actors in the same music studio, they often move around each other and treat each other as sisters.”

Someone said impatiently: “There’s so much nonsense here! Why are you talking about two women?”

Mo Ran glanced at he and said: “Duan Yihan is my mother.”