[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – Chapter 26 of “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” [English]

Chapter 26 When I first met you

The sun was getting higher, and more and more people were coming to the inn. Mo Ran felt that there was noisy downstairs, so he asked the waiter to deliver all the prepared dishes to his room.

In the end, he invited Chu Wanning. After all, the master is the biggest, and he is not the emperor of the human world now, so the rules must be followed.

Three bowls of steaming soup noodles were placed on a square beech wood table. The noodles were homemade and were different from those bought outside. They were smooth and chewy. On top were thick slices of beef, fattened intestines, fresh pea sprouts, plump green vegetables, and golden shredded eggs. The noodles were bright and attractive in color and beautifully arranged.

But the most outstanding thing about these three bowls of noodles is not the water leaves, nor the large pieces of meat, nor the rich ingredients, but the bone soup that has been simmered for four hours on low heat. It is poured into the noodle bowl. The milky white soup is floating with sesame red oil. Mo Ran takes the stone bowl and grinds a spicy and fragrant seasoning by himself, and boils it in the soup. The aroma is fragrant and the taste is rich.

He thought that Shimei likes spicy food, so he put plenty of red oil and oily spicy food.Seeing that Shi Mei was eating deliciously with his head buried in it, the curve of the corner of Mo Ran’s mouth became more and more relaxed. He glanced at it secretly several times and couldn’t help but ask: “Is it delicious?”

The teacher said: “It’s very delicious.”

Chu Wanning did not speak, but still had a gloomy expression that God owed him a hundred gold and silver mountains.

Mo Ran showed a proud look: “Then tell me when you want to eat, and I will do it.”

There was a thin layer of mist in Shi Molan’s eyes. He raised his eyes and looked at Mo Ran with a smile, and his brows were all gentle.The beauty was in front. If it weren’t for the ice-cold Chu Wanning sitting next to him, Mo Ran would be a little unsure whether he should eat Shimei or the noodles in the bowl.

Shi Mei didn’t eat much pea sprouts and fatty intestines, but the beef and vegetables quickly ran out.

Mo Ran, who had been watching quietly from the side, stretched out his chopsticks and pulled the pea sprouts and sausage into his bowl. He also picked up several pieces of beef from his noodle bowl to fill the gaps.

The disciples at the Peak of Life and Death all ate at Meng Potang, and they often exchanged dishes with each other, so Shi Mo didn’t find anything strange and smiled: “Aran doesn’t eat beef?”

“Well, I love eating pea sprouts.”

As he spoke, he buried his head and began to purr.The tips of the ears are still slightly red.

Chu Wanning picked up the bean sprouts in his bowl with his chopsticks expressionlessly and threw them all into the ink-burning bowl.

“I don’t eat bean sprouts.”

Then he threw all the beef in his bowl to Shi Mei and said, “I won’t eat beef either.”

Then he frowned, stared at what was left in the bowl, pursed his lips, and remained silent.

The teacher asked cautiously: “Master…is it not to your liking?”

Allen Chu: “…”

He didn’t answer, lowered his head, silently picked up a piece of green vegetables, took a small bite, his face became even more ugly, and he simply put down his chopsticks with a “pop” sound.

“Mo Weiyu, did you knock over the hot sauce jar into the soup?”

Unexpectedly, the breakfast that he had worked so hard to prepare would be criticized like this. Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, with a noodle hanging from the corner of his mouth.he blinked innocently at Chu Wanning, unable to believe his ears, so he swallowed the noodles with a slurp, and then said: “What?”

Allen Chu didn’t give any face this time: “Are you making something for people to eat? Can people eat this?”

The ink burned and blinked several times, and finally determined that Chu Wanning was scolding himself, and said angrily: “Why is it not for human consumption?”

Allen Chu’s eyebrows twitched and he said sternly: “It’s really hard to swallow.”

Mo Ran choked. After all, he had stolen the craftsmanship from Zuiyulou.

“Master, you are… too picky.”

The teacher also said: “Master, you haven’t eaten for a whole day. Even if you don’t like it, you should at least eat some.”

Allen Chu stood up and said coldly: “I don’t eat spicy food.”

After speaking, he turned and left.

The two people who stayed at the table suddenly fell into an extremely awkward silence.The teacher was a little surprised: “Master doesn’t eat spicy food? I don’t know… Ah Ran, don’t you know either?”

“I…”

Mo Ran looked at the noodles that Chu Wanning left on the table, almost without moving a mouthful. He was stunned for a while, and then nodded.

“Hmm. I don’t know.”

This is a lie. Mo Ran knows that Chu Wanning does not eat spicy food.

But he forgot.

After all, he had been entangled with this person for most of his life in his previous life. He knew what Chu Wanning liked to eat and what he didn’t like to eat.

But he doesn’t care, and he never remembers it.

A person returned to the room. Chu Wanning lay down with his clothes on, facing the wall, with his eyes open but unable to sleep.

He lost a lot of blood and consumed a lot of spiritual energy. After one night and one morning, he didn’t finish all the grains of rice. In fact, his stomach was already empty, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

This man didn’t know how to take care of himself at all. When he was in a bad mood, he simply stopped eating, as if being angry would fill his stomach.

He didn’t know what he was angry about, or in other words, he didn’t want to know.

But in the silence, a face appeared vaguely in front of his eyes, with a bright smile, slightly curled corners of his mouth, and a pair of black and translucent eyes, with flowing luster and a gentle deep purple color.

It looks warm and a bit lazy.

Chu nightning tightened the mattress because it was too hard.The knuckles are slightly white.Unwilling to fall into this situation, he closed his eyes and tried to get rid of this wantonly smiling face.

But after closing my eyes, the past became more and more turbulent, and the tide came to my mind…

He saw Mo Ran for the first time, in front of the Babel Tower at the top of life and death.

That day, the sun was shining brightly, and all twenty elders were present and talking quietly to each other.

Elder Yu Heng is naturally an exception. He is not that stupid and is willing to stand there and bask in the sun.Instead, he had already hid under the flower tree alone, absentmindedly raising one finger and checking whether his newly made black iron nail set could be retracted and retracted freely.

Of course, there is no need for him to use nail polishes himself. This iron-breaking gold armor is specially forged for the low-level disciples at the top of life and death.

The lower cultivation world is adjacent to the ghost world and is often dangerous. It is not uncommon for low-level disciples to be injured and die. Chu Wanning sees it in his eyes. Although he does not say anything, he has been thinking hard about the solution and wants to create a light, flexible and easy-to-use weapon.

Others were happily discussing it beside him.

“Have you heard? The Lord’s long-lost nephew was rescued from the sea of ​​fire. Everyone else in the building where the water escaped was dead. If the Lord had been a step later, I am afraid that the nephew would have become a handful of ashes. He is really blessed and blessed.”

“It must be his father who is secretly protecting the child. Poor him, he was separated since childhood and suffered so much, alas…”

“The child’s name is Mo Ran? He is fifteen years old, right? It’s time to choose a surname for the weak crown. Does he have a surname?”

“Elder Xuanxuan, you don’t know something. This child has been growing up in a music hall since he was a child. It’s good to have a name, but there are no words.”

“I heard that the Lord has drafted a few words for “he”, and I am currently choosing them. I don’t know which one I will choose in the end.”

“The Lord really values his nephew.”

“Isn’t that right? Not to mention the lord, even the madam feels sorry for him, terribly sad. Hey, I think the only person who is unhappy in this place of death and life is probably our proud man -”

“Elder Greedy Wolf! Don’t say this nonsense!”

“Haha. I made a mistake! I made a mistake! However, our proud man relies on his talents and does not take his elders seriously. He spends all his time fighting cocks and lackeys. He looks like he was born to be rich. He has indeed lost control.”

“Elder Greedy Wolf, you drank too much today…” The person next to him winked at him repeatedly, and pointed his chin at Chu Wanning, who was standing in the distance. The meaning was obvious.

Xue Meng, the proud son of heaven, is a disciple of Chu Wanning. If he says that Xue Meng has lost control, isn’t he just roundabout and mocking Chu Wanning for not teaching well?

Elder Yuheng, despite his usual slow and docile manner, seemed to be floating in the world, with the style of a master.But everyone knows that he has a very bad temper. If anyone accidentally touches his inverse scales, then wash their necks and wait to be beaten to death.

Chu Wanning has long heard what they said.

But he is too lazy to care. He is probably not as interested in what others think of him as the pattern on his own nail polish.

This armor set is good, but the toughness is not high enough. If you encounter a monster with thick skin, you may not be able to tear the opponent’s flesh with one blow. If you add some dragon bone powder, the effect should be better.

Seeing that Chu Wanning did not respond, the elders breathed a sigh of relief and began to discuss in a low voice.

“The Lord called us here today to choose a master for Mr. Mo, right?”

“It’s strange, why doesn’t the Lord teach me?”

“It seems that the young nephew’s bones are not suitable for practicing the Lord’s mind.” Someone murmured, “But that doesn’t mean that all the elders will come together and let the young master choose one by one, right?”

Elder Lucun sighed quietly, brushed his elegant and smooth long hair, and said sadly: “I feel like I am like a cheap cabbage at the moment, placed on the desk, waiting for Young Master Mo to pick it up.”

Everyone: “………………”

So can this sissy stop telling the truth so openly?

After waiting for a long time, the Lord finally came.He walked up the thousand steps and came to the Tower of Babel, followed by a young man.

Chu Wanning only glanced at it casually. Before he could see it clearly, he turned his eyes away and continued to study his nail covers.I didn’t even bother to take a second look.

When it comes to apprenticeship, we have to talk about how unconventional and unconventional the top of life and death is.In other sects, the master is always aloof, touching the head of a new disciple and saying: “Young man, I see that you have a lot of wisdom. From today on, you are my disciple.”

The apprentice didn’t even have a chance to say “no”.

Or the master has a look of indifference and contempt, waving his sleeves and saying: “Young man, your skull is too high, your eyes are dull, and the back of your head is crooked. You are not what my disciple should look like. You are not destined to me, and I will not accept you as a disciple.”

Then, before the apprentice had time to express himself, the master swung his sword and flew away, running faster than a dog.

The peak of life and death is different. Master and disciple choose each other.

What does it mean?

There are twenty elders at the top of life and death. After all the disciples get started, after getting along with each other for a period of time, they can devoutly submit the apprenticeship letter and express their intention to follow the elder to practice.

If the elder accepts it, everyone will be happy.

If the elder does not accept it, the disciple can be tough and persistent until the elder softens or the disciple gives up.

Logically speaking, Chu Wanning has superb skills and handsome appearance. He should be a popular disciple, and all his disciples would squeeze their heads to worship him as their master.But that’s not the case.

Chu Wanning has a good-looking face, but his temper is outrageous. It is said that when he gets angry, he can beat female disciples as if they were male disciples, and sink male disciples directly into the pond.There are really not many people who have the courage to worship such a master.

Therefore, Elder Yuheng’s disciples were deserted.

Except for Xue Meng, the favored son of heaven, and Xue Meng’s good friend Shi Mei, no one has accepted him.

Everyone would rather respectfully call him “Elder” than call him affectionately “Master”.

Chu Wanning said with a cold face that he was not sad, lowered his head nonchalantly, and continued to pour the cold mecha weapons.The sleeve quiver and the martial law post are all designed for others.If we do it sooner, more people will be saved from suffering sooner.

So he didn’t expect that Mo Ran would choose himself without hesitation.

He was frowning at that time, stroking the sharp thorns on his finger cots, thinking about how to improve, and not paying attention to what the Lord said to everyone.

At some point, the surrounding area gradually became quiet.

After thinking about the improved formula of sharp thorns, Chu Wanning suddenly realized that the people around him seemed to be too silent.

So he finally looked away from the finger cot, and raised his eyelids with some impatience and questioning.

Then he saw a face.

It’s so bright in the sun that it’s almost dazzling.

It was a handsome young man, looking up at him.There was a lazy, vague smile curled up at the corner of the young man’s mouth, and the dimples on his cheeks were deep, a bit commercial, but also a bit innocent.A pair of black and purple eyes were staring at him unblinkingly, half eager and curious.

He is new here and doesn’t understand the rules.The distance between them was so close that it could almost be called rude.

Someone suddenly appeared not far away. Chu Wanning was taken aback, as if he was burned. He subconsciously took a step back, and with a bang, his head hit the trunk of the tree.

The young man opened his eyes slightly: “Ah…”

Allen Chu: “…”

Young man: “…”

Allen Chu: “What are you doing?”

The young man smiled and said: “Xianjun Xianjun, I have been looking at you for a long time, and you are ignoring me.”

The author has something to say: Every day I feel like feeding the fish is like an Erha with a strange brain circuit, while the Master is like a Satsuma who is cold and reserved on the outside but very gentle on the inside…

Ah, I suddenly want to change the name to “Erha and He’s Satsuma Master”