[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – Chapter 7 of “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” [English]

Chapter 7 I love cheating

The sun was blazing.

The summit of life and death is a hundred miles magnificent, with endless corridors and verandas.

As a rising star among the sects of cultivating immortals, it is quite different from those famous families in the upper cultivating world.

Take the most prosperous Linyi Confucianism School as an example. The main hall is called the “Six Virtues Hall”, which hopes that the disciples can have all the six virtues of “wisdom, faith, saintliness, righteousness, benevolence and loyalty”.The area where the disciples live is called the “Six Elements Gate”, and the disciples are warned to “filial piety, friendship, harmony, marriage, responsibility, and compassion” for each other.The place where classes are taught is called the “Six Arts Platform”, which means that Confucianism disciples need to be proficient in the six skills of “ritual, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics”.

All in all, it is boundlessly elegant.

On the other hand, at the top of life and death, he was born in a poor family. The names he chose are hard to describe, “Danxin Palace” and “Good and Evil Tower”, which are considered good. It was probably because Mo Ran’s father and uncle had not studied for a few days. They thought that they could not hold back a few words, so they started to fool around, using their naming talent similar to “Xue Ya”.

Therefore, there are many names that copy the underworld in the Peak of Death and Life. For example, the darkroom where disciples conduct self-reflection is called Yama Hall.

The jade bridge connecting the rest area and the teaching area is called Naihe Bridge.The dining hall is called Meng Potang, the martial arts arena is called Mountain of Swords and Sea of ​​Fire, the forbidden area in the back mountain is called Death Ghost Room, and so on.

These are pretty good, and the more remote places are simply called “This is the mountain”, “This is the water”, “This is the pit”, as well as the famous two steep cliffs “Ahhhh” and “Wow wow wow”.

Naturally, the elders’ dormitories cannot escape the stereotype, and each has its own nickname.

Chu Wanning is naturally no exception. He likes tranquility and does not want to live with others. His residence is built on the south peak of the top of life and death, hidden in a sea of ​​bamboos. There is a pool in front of the court. The red lotus in the pool blocks the sun. Due to the abundant spiritual power, the hibiscus blooms in the pool all year round, as bright as red clouds.

The disciples secretly called this beautiful place—

Red Lotus Hell.

Mo Ran couldn’t help laughing when he thought of this.

Who makes Chu Wanning have a late-night face all day long? When the disciples see him, it is like seeing the Shura ghost. What is the place called hell if the ghost stays?

Xue Meng interrupted he’s reverie: “Thank you for being able to laugh! Hurry up and eat your breakfast. After eating, follow me to the Platform of Good and Evil. Master will punish you in public today!”

Mo Ran sighed and touched the whip marks on his face: “Hiss… it hurts.”

“Deserve it!”

“Oh, I don’t know if Tianwen has fixed it. If it hasn’t, don’t use it to judge me. Who knows what nonsense I will talk about.”

Faced with Mo Ran’s sincere worry, Xue Meng’s face turned red, and he said angrily: “If you dare to speak out in public and disrespect the master, see if I don’t pull out your tongue!”

Mo Ran covered his face and waved his hands and said quietly: “You don’t need to pull it out, you don’t need to pull it out, if Master ties me up with willow vines again, I will commit suicide on the spot to prove my innocence.”

When the time came, Mo Ran was taken to the Good and Evil Platform according to the rules. He looked around and saw a dark blue sea of people below.The disciples at the top of life and death all wear sect robes, blue and almost black light armor, lion head belts, gauntlets and hems with shiny silver trim.

The rising sun rises in the east, and under the stage of good and evil, there is a gleam of armor.

Mo Ran knelt on the high platform and listened to Elder Si Lu reading a long letter of guilt in front of him.

“A disciple of Elder Yu Heng, Mo Weiyu, disregards the law, ignores the teachings, does not follow the sect rules, and has lost his moral integrity. If he violates the fourth, ninth, and fifteenth precepts of the sect, he will be used as a staff for eighty years according to the rules, copy the sect rules a hundred times, and be banned for one month. Mo Weiyu, do you have something to argue?”

The ink burned and glanced at the white figure in the distance.

That is the only elder in the entire peak of life and death who does not need to wear a uniform blue robe with silver edges.

Chu Wan Ning’s snow satin is used as clothing and the silver mist silk is used as a thin cover, as if covered with nine days of clear frost, but the person appears to be thinner and cooler than frost and snow.He sat quietly, a little far away. Mo Ran couldn’t see clearly the expression on his face, but he knew that this person must be untroubled.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Ran said: “There is nothing to argue with.”

Elder Discipline followed the rules and asked the following disciples: “If anyone is dissatisfied with the verdict or wants to make a statement, you can do so at this time.”

All the disciples below began to hesitate and look at each other.

None of them expected that Yuheng elder Chu Wanning could actually send his apprentice to the platform of good and evil and punish him in public.

At best, this is called a selfless man; at worst, it’s called a cold-blooded devil.

The cold-blooded demon Chu Wanning rested his chin calmly and sat in his seat. Suddenly someone used a loudspeaker to shout: “Elder Yu Heng, this disciple is willing to intercede for Junior Brother Mo.”

“…begging for mercy?”

The disciple obviously felt that Mo Ran was the Lord’s nephew. Even if he made a mistake now, his future would still be bright, so he decided to take the opportunity to please Mo Ran.He started to talk nonsense: “Although Junior Brother Mo has made mistakes, he is friendly to his fellow disciples and helps the weak. Please take the elders into consideration and treat him leniently because he is not evil in nature!”

There is obviously more than one person who intends to please Junior Brother Mo.

Gradually, more and more people spoke for Mo Ran. The reasons were all kinds of strange and all-encompassing, and even Mo Ran himself was embarrassed to hear them – When did he have “an innocent heart and a mind for the world”?This is a disciplinary meeting, not a commendation meeting, right?

“Elder Yu Heng, Junior Brother Mo once helped me eliminate demons and protect the Tao, killing thorny and vicious beasts. I am willing to ask for credit for Junior Brother Mo. The merits and demerits are equal to each other. I hope the elder can reduce his sentence!”

“Elder Yu Heng, Junior Brother Mo once helped me relieve my inner demons when I went crazy. I believe that Junior Brother Mo made a mistake this time because he was confused for a moment. I would like to ask the elder to reduce the punishment for Junior Brother!”

“Elder Yu Heng, Junior Brother Mo once gave me a panacea to save my mother. He is a kind person, so please give him a light punishment!”

The last person’s words were snatched away by the previous one, and he had nothing to say for a moment. Seeing Chu Wan Ning’s Qinghan eyes sweeping over him, he spoke in a hurry: “Elder Yuheng, Junior Brother Mo once helped me with my dual cultivation——”

“Pfft.” Someone couldn’t hold back his laughter.

The disciple suddenly blushed and retreated.

“Yu Heng, calm down, calm down…” Elder Discipline saw that something was not going well and was busy advising him.

Chu Wan Ning said coldly: “I have never seen such a shameless person. What is his name? Whose disciple is he?”

Commandment hesitated for a moment, then bravely said softly: “My little disciple Yaolian.”

Allen Chu raised his eyebrows: “Your apprentice? Do you want face?”

Elder Discipline couldn’t help but feel embarrassed, and changed the subject with a blushing face: “He is pretty good at singing, and he can help when he is brought in for sacrifice.”

Allen Chu snorted and turned away, too lazy to talk nonsense with this shameless Discipline Elder.

There are thousands of people on the summit of life and death, and it is normal for a dozen or so doglegs to appear.

Mo Ran looked at the words of those brothers and believed them to be true. They are so powerful. It turns out that he is not the only one who is good at telling lies with his eyes open. There are so many talents in our sect.

Chu Wanning, who had been read “Elder Yuheng, please have mercy” countless times, finally spoke to the disciples.

“Pray for mercy for Mo Weiyu?” He paused and said, “Okay, you all come up.”

Those people didn’t know what was going on and went up tremblingly.

The golden light flashed in the palm of Chu nightning, and Tianwen obeyed the order, and with a whoosh, the dozen people were bundled into a ball and tightly tied in place.

Come again!!

The ink is almost desperate. He’s legs are weak when he sees Tianwen. I really don’t know where Chu Wanning got such a perverted weapon. Fortunately, he has never been married in his previous life. If any girl promises him, he will be beaten to death alive or asked to death alive.

Chu Wanning’s eyes were quite sarcastic, and he asked one of them: “Mo Ran once helped you eliminate demons and defend the Tao?”

The disciple couldn’t resist Tian Wen’s torture and immediately howled: “No! No!”

Asked another: “Can Mo Ran help you get rid of the obsession?”

“Ahh!! No! No!”

“Mo Ran gave you the panacea?”

“Ah——! Help! No, no, no! I made it up! I made it up!”

Chu Wanning loosened his ties, but then he raised his hand and waved it hard. The fire splashed everywhere, and Tian Wen suddenly threw it out and hit the lying disciples on the back.

In an instant, there were screams and blood splattered.

Chu Wanning frowned and said angrily: “What are you shouting? Kneel down! Discipline!”

“Here.”

“Punish me!”

“Yes!”

As a result, not only did those people not get any benefits, but because they violated the law of deception, each of them was beaten ten times with a stick, plus a severe willow cane from Elder Yuheng as an extrajudicial gift.

After nightfall, Mo Ran lay on the bed. Although he had been given medicine, his back was covered with criss-crossing scars. He couldn’t even turn over. His eyes were filled with tears of pain and he was sniffing.

He is so cute, whimpering and curled up like a beaten stuffed cat. Unfortunately, the content of his thoughts is not what a cat should be.

He grabbed the quilt and bit the sheets, imagining that this was Chu Wanning’s grandson, he bit!kick!Kick!Tear!

The only consolation was that Shi Mo came to visit him with a copy of the manuscript he had made himself. Staring at the gentle and pitiful eyes, the ink-burning tears fell even more fiercely.

He doesn’t care about any man who cries but doesn’t let go. He likes to act coquettishly with whomever he likes.

“Does it hurt so much? You can’t even get up?” Shi Mo sat beside his bed and sighed, “Master, he… he was too harsh. Look at the wounds… there are several wounds on you, and the bleeding hasn’t stopped even now.”

Mo Ran heard that he felt sorry for himself, and a warm current gradually rose in his chest. His bright eyes lifted up from the quilt and blinked.

“Teacher, if you care about me so much, I won’t feel any pain.”

“Hey, seeing you like this, how can it not hurt? It’s not like you don’t know Master’s temperament. How dare you make such a big mistake in the future?”

In the candlelight, the teacher looked at him helplessly and distressedly. His charming eyes were full of light, like warm spring water.

Mo Ran’s heart moved slightly, and he said obediently: “Never again. I swear.”

“Have you ever taken your oath seriously?” But after all, Shi Mo finally smiled and said, “I rested my hands and let them cool. Can you get up? If you can’t get up, just lie down and I’ll feed you.”

Mo Ran was already halfway up, but upon hearing this, he immediately collapsed and became hemiplegic.

Teacher: “…”

No matter in the previous life or in this life, Mo Ran’s favorite food is the hand made by Shi Mei. The skin is as thin as clouds and the filling is as tender as gelatin. Each one is moist and plump, smooth and fragrant, melting in the mouth and leaving a fragrant fragrance on the lips and teeth.

Especially the soup, which is creamy and mellow, sprinkled with green scallions, tender yolk egg shreds, and topped with a spoonful of red oil spicy toppings stir-fried with mashed garlic. When you eat it, it feels like it can warm your stomach for a lifetime.

The teacher carefully fed him spoonful by spoonful. While feeding him, he said to him: “There is no red oil today. You are seriously injured. It will not be easy to heal after eating spicy food. Just drink bone soup.”

Mo Ran stared at he, unable to look away, and said with a smile: “Spicy or not, as long as you make it, it will be delicious.”

“You’re really good at talking.” Shi Mo also smiled and picked up a poached egg lying in the soup. “I’ll give you a sweet treat. I know you like it.”

The ink burned and laughed, and a bunch of messy hair curled up on his forehead, like a flower blooming: “Teacher.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I just called you.”

“…”

The hair is shaking and shaking.

“Teacher is ignorant.”

The teacher couldn’t help but laugh: “You just want to call me?”

“Yeah, I just called you. I feel so happy.”

The teacher was stunned for a moment, then touched He’s forehead gently: “This silly kid, doesn’t he have a fever?”

Mo Ran laughed out loud, rolled half over, and looked at He from the side, his eyes bright, as if filled with tiny stars.

“It would be great if I could eat the Chao Shou made by my master every day.”

This is not a lie.

After Shi Mei died, Mo Ran always wanted to taste the dragon manuscript made by him again, but that taste could never come back.

At that time, Chu Wanning had not completely broken with he. I don’t know if it was out of guilt. Seeing Mo Ran kneeling in front of the teacher’s coffin in a daze, Chu Wanning quietly went to the kitchen, kneaded the dough, chopped the stuffing, and carefully wrapped a few handcuffs.But before the package was finished, Mo Ran saw it. Mo Ran, who had lost his beloved, couldn’t bear it at all. He only felt that Chu Wanning’s behavior was mocking himself, imitating it poorly, and deliberately hurting himself.

Shi Mo is dead. Chu Wan Ning could save her, but he refused to help. Afterwards, he wanted to outflank Shi Mo and feed him. Did he actually think that this would make him happy?

He rushed into the kitchen and overturned all the utensils, and Xueyu’s plump hands rolled all over the floor.

He shouted at Chu Wanning: “Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of what he has used? Are you worthy of making the dishes he has made? Master is dead, are you satisfied? Do you have to drive all your apprentices crazy before you are willing to do it? Chu Wanning! No one in the world can make that bowl of copycats anymore. No matter how you imitate, you can’t be like him!”

Now he was eating this bowl with joy and emotion. He slowly ate to the end. Although he was still smiling, his eyes were a little moist.Fortunately, the candlelight was dim and Shi Mo couldn’t see clearly the subtle expression on his face.

Mo Ran said: “Teacher is ignorant.”

“Huh?”

“Thank you.”

The teacher was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly and said: “Isn’t it just a bowl of Chaoshou? As for being so polite to me, if you like it, I will just make it for you in the future.”

Mo Ran wants to say, more than just thank you for a bowl of handwriting.

I also want to thank you. No matter in my previous life or in this life, you were the only one who really thought highly of me. You didn’t mind my background and the fourteen years I spent wandering around outside and doing whatever it took.

I still want to thank you. If it weren’t for the sudden thought of you, after rebirth, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to help but kill Rong Jiu, make another big mistake, and go back to the old path of the past.

Fortunately, in this life, before you die, I will definitely protect you well. If you are sick, the cold-blooded devil Chu Wanning will not save you, and me.

But where can these words come out?

In the end, Mo Ran just finished the soup without even a green onion left, and then licked his lips with unfinished content. His dimples were deep, as cute as a fluffy little cat.

“Are there any more tomorrow?”

The teacher couldn’t laugh or cry: “Why don’t you change it to something else? Aren’t you tired of it?”

“I don’t get tired of eating it every day, just because I’m afraid you’ll find me annoying.”

Shi Mo shook his head and smiled: “I don’t know if the flour is enough. If it’s not enough, I’m afraid I won’t be able to make it. If it doesn’t work, how about sugar-watered eggs? You also like to eat them.”

“Okay, okay. As long as you do it, everything will be fine.”

The ink burned in my heart, and I was so happy that I wanted to roll around with the quilt in my arms.

Look at how wise the teacher is, Chu Wanning, just slap me!Anyway, I am lying in bed with a beautiful woman caring for me, hehehe!

Thinking of his master, the tenderness just now couldn’t help but be mixed with anger.

Mo Ran started to pick at the seams of the bed board with resentment again, thinking, what about Wanye Yuheng, what about Beidou Immortal Lord, they are all bullshit!

Chu Wanning, let’s wait and see in this life!!

The author has something to say: The teacher is ignorant and outflanks the hand

Ink feeds the fish: Eat, eat, eat!

Master’s outflanking hand

Ink feeds the fish: throw, throw, throw!

At the peak of life and death, feeding ink to fish wastes food and labor. Is this the loss of humanity or the loss of morality?Please watch today’s “Legal Forum”.

Real reason:

Master’s cooking is too unpalatable. As an apprentice, I have developed a deep distrust in the food safety of Master’s various dishes.