[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – Chapter 48 of “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” [English]

Chapter 48 My old dragon

When he said this, Mo Ran couldn’t help but agree.

Master is right.

There was a faint aura on Fake Gouchen, and Mo Ran originally thought it was his own illusion, but since Chu Wanning also felt it, the possibility of it being an illusion was minimal.

The smell of dead bodies.

——Not only is this Gouchen Shanggong not himself, he is not even a living person at all!

In other words, the hand behind the scenes only took a corpse and used it as a puppet for himself, pretending to be the God of All Arms.He didn’t even show up in person.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly a low sympathetic laugh came from Jin Chengchi.

Immediately afterwards, a pale body jumped out of the water with a whoosh of a sharp arrow, and the fake Gouchen Shanggong jumped into the air, but his behavior became extremely terrifying at this moment, and the skin all over his body was wrinkled together, as if a snake was shedding its skin or a silkworm was breaking out of its cocoon.

“Wanye Yuheng, Beidou Immortal Lord. Grandmaster Chu, you are indeed worthy of your reputation.”

The fake Gou Chen was hanging above the sparkling lake, and his face seemed to be twisted into an almost twisted smile as if his painted skin was peeling off.

“For a person like you, how come the Confucianism Sect couldn’t retain you back then?”

Chu Wanning said coldly: “Who are you?”

“You don’t have to just know who I am.” Fake Gouchen said, “I won’t let you know who I am. Just think of me as a person who died long ago, crawled out of hell, and wants to kill you decent gentlemen!”

Wang Yue said solemnly: “Young people are shameless! The topping willow has been destroyed. With your spiritual power, if you don’t have the power of the sacred tree, you will never be able to cast forbidden spells again, and you won’t be able to do evil!”

Fake Gouchen sneered and said: “You old loach, you are almost dead, and yet you come to spoil my big business. Where do you have the right to speak here? Why don’t you get out of here!”

Chu Wanning suddenly said: “You have a white son, do you have the right to speak?”

The so-called “white piece”, as the name suggests, refers to the most special kind of chess piece in the Zhenlong chess game.

When the caster finds a newly deceased corpse and pours part of his own soul into the corpse, that part of the soul will merge with the corpse to form a “white child” as white as jade.

“Bai Zi” is different from ordinary “Hei Zi” who just listen to orders. In other words, Bai Zi is actually the substitute of the caster. Except that his magic power is not as good as the original body, he can think and act independently, and what he sees and hears can also empathize with the original body.

When the identity of the fake Gouchen was revealed, he actually put his hands on his hands and laughed: “Okay, okay! Okay!!”

After these three “Okay”s, the fake Gouchen’s face became more and more messy and distorted. It seemed that the original body’s magic was running out, unable to maintain Bai Zi’s movements, and the original shape of the corpse he occupied was gradually revealed.

“Chu Wanning, don’t be self-righteous. Do you think it will be useful if you stop me today? Even if the topping willow is destroyed, my body can still find other sources of spiritual power. On the contrary, it is you.”

As he spoke, his increasingly cloudy eyes suddenly passed over Chu Wanning with ill intentions and fell on Mo Ran.

Suddenly shocked!

Fake Gouchen was quite sarcastic and said word by word: “If you think that I am the only person in the world who knows the three forbidden arts, then I’m afraid you won’t live for long.”

Chu Wanning frowned and said sternly: “What do you mean by this?”

However, the fake Gou Chen suddenly stopped talking. After a moment’s pause, He suddenly burst into pieces, scattering into smelly fragments. A chess piece as white as jade burst out from He’s body, spinning several times in mid-air against the light, and fell into the fine waves of Jin Chengchi.

It seemed that the real body of the fake Gou Chen who was in the dark finally completely lost his spiritual power after losing the help of the topping willow.

At the same time, Mochizuki, who almost relied on the spiritual power of the topping willow to survive, staggered two steps, fell back to the ground with a plop, and whispered: “Ah…”

Xue Meng was shocked: “Looking at the moon!”

Mo Ran also said: “Look at the moon!”

All four people came to Lao Jiao’s side. When they looked at the moon, the oil and lamps were exhausted, and their lips were bloodless.He looked at them, his throat was as hoarse as a crow at dusk.

“You, please… never believe the nonsense of that person just now. What he said is far more false than true…”

The teacher’s eyebrows were full of concern and sorrow, and he said warmly: “Senior, please stop talking. I will heal your wounds.”

“No, no need. What your master can’t do…you…you are even more…” Mochizuki coughed violently several times, and then gasped, “In recent years, many people have come to Jincheng Pond to seek swords. However…after committing suicide and entering the pond, the topping willow was unwilling to use the gods left by its master for his own use, destroying tens of thousands of weapons. The only thing left…is…is a willow vine that is as powerful as it, and a god’s sword…”

Mentioning this section, Xue Meng’s expression became even darker, he pursed his lips and remained silent.

“Liu Teng…Liu Teng has returned to this little Taoist priest.” Wangyue looked at Mo Ran, “At that time by the lake, I told you that I can’t stop you from doing evil in the past. I only hope that you will do good in the future… But in fact… In fact, following the master’s wishes, Shenwu should only be owned by kind-hearted people in the end. So, I hope you can… you can…”

Mo Ran saw that he was already struggling to speak, so he stopped what he was saying and said: “Senior, don’t worry, I understand.”

Jiaoren murmured: “That’s good…that’s good…then I’ll…I’ll feel relieved…”

he looked up at the sky, his lips trembling slightly.

“People say that when Jin Chengchi asks for a sword, the underwater monsters will… make some requests. In the past, most of the requests… were to test the character of the visitor, but there are occasional exceptions…”

Wangyue’s voice gradually became softer, and in her eyes, it seemed like thousands of years were passing through her like a revolving lantern.

“I followed the master’s agreement to guard Jincheng Lake after he left, and I was not allowed to leave… Unexpectedly, this guarding is the mountain and river scenery that I saw for millions of years… when I was a child… In the rest of my life… I have never… seen it in person…”

He slowly turned his head and looked at Mo Ran like a beggar, with some warm and moist luster shining in his old eyes.

At that moment, Mo Ran suddenly knew what he was going to say.

Sure enough, Wang Yue said softly: “Little Taoist Priest, the plum blossoms on the mountainside are bright all year round. When I was a child, I used to like them very much. Now that you have obtained the divine martial arts, may you… may you wish…”

Mo Ran just wanted to say, okay, I’ll get it for you.

But before she even had time to say good things, the light in Wangyue’s golden brown eyes suddenly went out.

Jiangnan has nothing, just give me a spring branch.

In the distance, there are majestic snow-capped mountains, and the lake surface shines with golden light. A round of red light from the rising sun spreads into the pool, breaking into dots of sad and bright red in the surging waves.

Looking at the moon and returning to silence.

He was once one of the first giant dragons at the creation of the world. He once shook the world, commanded the wind and rain, and also bowed his head and surrendered, carrying the king on his travels.Everyone knows that he has a curse mark on his body and cannot betray his old master.But I don’t know that he Jing Gouchen has made a promise for thousands of years.

In the vast world, there are only a few living beings who remember the creation of the world.However, Wang Yue knew that although the real Gouchen Shanggong was a demon hybrid, her mother was forced by the demon and was not willing.Gou Chen hated the demon clan and joined Fu Xi. He used his domineering demon blood to create the first sharp sword in the world for Fu Xi.Xiang helped Fu Xi defeat the demon bandits and swept across all nine states.

However, after the unification of heaven and earth, Fuxi had a grudge against him because he had obtained half of the demon blood in the palace.Gouchen went to the palace and was not confused. A hundred years later, he asked himself to leave the divine world and come to the mortal world.

Along the way, he saw the suffering of all living beings and being killed with weapons. He felt that he should not have created the “sword” and regretted a lot.So he collected many of the weapons he had left behind in the world, sealed them in an arsenal in Jincheng Lake, planted a topping willow tree, and told the creatures in the lake that anyone who seeks a sword must be kind-hearted in order to be worthy of possessing divine weapons.

But now, the hook is gone and the moon is gone.

Under the Jincheng Pond, there are no more gods or dragons from now on. All the sins and repentances, distortions and persistence are like the fallen topping willows, vanishing into ashes.

For a moment, no one spoke. In the heavy snow, the four bright red stone characters “It is difficult to travel” beside Jincheng Pond were still the same as when they first saw it. The surface of the water was peaceful and calm, and there was no trace of catastrophe or suffering under the water.

Just like when we first climbed Xuying Peak, we didn’t know what kind of bloody story was hidden behind this “difficulty on the road”.

Mo Ran looked at the sky, and on the cliff, a lone eagle flew over the snow.

He suddenly thought: In his previous life, Wangyue gave him the Mo Dao, and that Mo Dao was powerful. However, in this life, the Mo Dao he saw was just a fake. The real knife that belonged to him had probably destroyed itself in the willow tree, and he had no chance to see it in this life.

After a while, he remembered it again inexplicably.

Back then, he came to Jincheng Lake to ask for a sword.

That day, Wang Yue surfaced, her golden eyes looked at him gently and kindly, and then said to him.

——

“The plum blossoms on the mountainside are in full bloom. Can you pick one and give it to me?”

Mo Ran closed his eyes and gently covered his eyelids with his arms.

I didn’t know what was going on under the pool in my previous life, so I actually thought that what I wanted for the moon was nothing more than mediocrity…

It has been many days since I returned to the pinnacle of life and death.

Chu Wanning’s shoulder was seriously injured, and the three teenagers were also exhausted mentally and physically, so they rested in Daicheng for many days before setting off back to Shu.

Xue Meng did not tell Xue Zhengyong and Mrs. Wang about his request for the sword. He was as arrogant as he. No matter whether his parents were disappointed or comforting, it was just salt on the knife’s edge for him.Chu Wanning saw it in his eyes and couldn’t bear it in his heart, so he buried his head in the papers all day long, hoping to find other ways to get a divine weapon for Xue Meng.Or, is there still a way in the world that can make mortals rival with divine weapons?

In addition, who is that fake Gouchen, and where is he now?What is the meaning of the last words spoken by the fake hooker “Bai Zi” before he blew himself up?

There are too many things to worry about. The candlelight in the Red Lotus Water Pavilion shines brightly day and night, the copper pot drips, and the complicated bamboo slips are spread out on the floor. Deep in the case file, Chu Wanning’s slightly tired face is seen.

“Yu Heng, don’t take any chances when your shoulder is injured like this.” Xue Zhengyong held a cup of hot tea and sat next to him and murmured, “Elder Tanlang is good at medical skills. When you have time, go and see him.”

“It doesn’t matter, it’s already starting to heal.”

Xue Zhengyong clicked his tongue: “No, no, look at you. Your face has not looked good since you came back. Ten people saw you, and nine of them said that you look like you are going to faint at any time. I think the wound is evil, maybe there is poison or something, you should be more careful.”

Allen Chu raised his eyelids: “I seem to be passing out?” He paused and sneered, “Who said that?”

Xue Zhengyong: “…”

“Oh Yu Heng, don’t always treat yourself like iron and treat others like paper.”

Chu Wanning said: “I know it myself.”

Xue Zhengyong muttered silently, and the shape of his mouth looked like “You have a lot of farts.”Fortunately, Chu Wanning concentrated on reading and did not see his little movements.

After chatting for a while, Xue Zhengyong saw that it was already late. He patted his butt and stood up, ready to go back to accompany his wife. Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Chu Wanning: “Yu Heng, you should rest early. If you let Meng’er know about this, he will die of guilt.”

Chu Wanning ignored him at all.

Xue Zhengyong felt a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and left.

After Chu Wanning drank the medicine, he returned to the case and continued to check the files. He saw a faint dizziness behind him, holding his forehead and feeling slightly nauseous.

However, this kind of nausea was fleeting, and Chu Wanning only thought that he was tired, so he didn’t care.

It was late at night, and he finally felt dizzy and fell asleep with his eyebrows furrowed.The wide sleeves of her robe were resting on the side of piles of case files. There was also a volume of unread slips between her knees. The edge of her robe was wilting on the ground, like water waves.

That night, he had a dream.

Unlike ordinary dreams, this dream picture is vivid and real.

He stood in the Danxin Hall at the top of life and death, but this Danxin Hall was different from what he knew, and many details of the furnishings had changed. Before he could take a closer look, the door of the main hall suddenly opened, and the dark red curtain fluttered.

Someone walked in.

“Master.”

The person who came had handsome features and dark purple eyes. Although he already looked like a young man, when he curled up the corners of his mouth, he looked a little childish.

“Ink burning?”

Chu Wanning stood up and just wanted to walk over, but found that four iron chains flowing with spiritual power were buckled at his ankles, restraining himself and unable to move.

After being shocked and filled with rage, Chu Wanning stared at the chain on his ankle in disbelief for a moment, his face twisted with anger, and he was choked and couldn’t speak. After a long time, he raised his head and said sternly: “Mo Weiyu, are you rebelling? Untie it for me!”

The visitor didn’t seem to hear he’s roar. With a lazy smile and deep dimples on his face, he came over and pinched his chin.

The author has something to say:

Comes with character sticker number 3

Hook Chen up to the palace (really true, not false)

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Posthumous title: Are you kidding?

Occupation: Ruler of weapons in the world, master in killing and fighting, good at sword-making skills, and keep the righteous way

To put it simply: sharpen scissors and sharpen kitchen knives~

Social Face: Lord of All Soldiers

To put it simply: Chairman of China First Weapons Company

Favorite: Reciting poetry

Favorite food: Shennong grains

Dislikes: fighting

Also hate: unemployment

The most painful thing: If others don’t fight, he will lose his job

Height: The height of a god is a secret and must not be revealed.