[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 131 [English]

Chapter 131 Master Reading

That night, Chu Wanning lay on the bed in Honglian Shuixie, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

He was thinking about how Mo Ran could grow up to be like this. Grandmaster Mo, Mo Weiyu, when he closed his eyes, he saw that man’s heroic face, his eyes were blazing, with fortitude and gentleness lingering inside.

Chu nightning cursed secretly, kicked the quilt hard, and the quilt slid off the edge of the bed. He lay on the bed with large fonts, looking up at the beams, his eyes tortured.

He tried his best to free himself from the sea of ​​desire and cut off the ties of love until he was exhausted.

“Mo Weiyu, you beast.” He murmured.

He turned his head, but couldn’t get rid of his thoughts. The hot and tight body he saw in the Miaoyin Pond seemed to be still shaking in front of his eyes. He saw the broad shoulders and sharp back. He turned around and saw the hot spring water slowly flowing down the mermaid line…

He sat up suddenly from the bed, his face was ashen, and he didn’t dare to think about it anymore.

Grabbing a book at random is like grabbing a life-saving straw.

Poor Chu Wan Ning, who once lived a wise life, is now reduced to relying on books to get rid of his inner demons.I don’t know which book Xue Meng bought when I opened it. When I opened it, I saw a dense row of small regular script. Chu Wanning couldn’t see it at first. After a while, he suddenly realized what he was reading.

I saw a line of words written extremely neatly on the thin page of paper:

“Ranking of Sizes of Heroes in the Prime Years of the Cultivation World”

I knew every word, but when they were piled together, Allen Chu couldn’t understand.

Heroes in their prime…size…ranking?

What size?

Stature?

Looking further down, there is another sentence written in slightly smaller handwriting next to it: Because this ranking involves heroes, there are those who never bathe outside, and those who do not go near flowers and willows, so the list is incomplete. The heroes of the Confucian Feng Sect lack the size of Nangong Si and Xu Shuanglin, the lonely moon night lacks the size of Jiang Xi, and the top of life and death lacks Xue Meng, Xie Fengyu, Chu Wanning…

“…?”

Allen Chu was stunned for a moment.

What’s the meaning?Their stature still needs to be bathed outside and strolled around Hualiu Lane to see?

I actually saw my own name…

he frowned, tapped the famous score with his fingertips, and continued reading.Unfortunately, the first name made him choke.

Mo Weiyu.

Identity: Young Master at the top of life and death, Master Mo

Chu night Ning recalled Mo Ran’s figure. This boy is indeed tall and majestic now, but he is not ranked first?

Looking further down, it says, “What you can see while bathing in Deyutang is definitely not vulgar, and it is amazing.”

“…”

Deyudo bathing…

Not vulgar…?

Chu night Ning vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he was used to having pure thoughts, so after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn’t figure out what was wrong, so he had to continue reading.

The second ranked person was a casual cultivator whom he had never heard of. Next to it he also wrote, “What I saw while bathing in the mountains and forests was very majestic.”

“What a mess.” Chu Wanning was a little disgusted. “Although shoes and hair crowns can increase or decrease the body size, the difference is not too big. Why do you have to wait for people to pry when they are taking a shower? How can such miscellaneous books be popular among the people nowadays…”

See the third place——

Mei Hanxue

Identity: Master Brother of Kunlun Snow Palace

The small characters next to it are different this time. Instead of saying something about the bathing view, it says “The maid in Chunying Tower is her father-in-law, and there are also all the girls in the world of cultivation to assist her. Master Mei, this thing can make a woman’s body soften into water, her bones into mud, and she can control ten people at night, no matter what.”

Chu Wanning: “………………………………”

After a few moments of deathly silence, Elder Yu Heng’s head buzzed and exploded.He threw the booklet from one end of the bedroom to the other end like a hot potato with a loud snap. His face was as red as fire, his eyes were flashing, and he was completely stunned.

What did he see?

What size!No matter how slow he is, he will feel the taste now.What other size could this be?Shameless!Shameless!Dirty and dirty!Shameless!!!

After sitting on the bed and being stiff for a long time, Chu Wanning still felt uncomfortable. He got out of bed and picked up the book. With his fingers, the paper was suddenly shattered into pieces…

But the eight words “not vulgar, impressive” were like a red-hot iron, sizzling into the bottom of his heart, making his face red and his ears red, and his heart thundering.

He is an extremely upright person. Just now in the Miaoyin Pond, he deliberately moved his gaze upwards and did not look where he shouldn’t have looked. In addition, the steam in the pond was swirling and his body was blurred in it. Even if he looked at it, he couldn’t see clearly. However, at this time, this dirty book used eight words to present this picture in front of his eyes.The text is often more lively than the picture, making it easier to imagine.

It’s definitely not vulgar…

Allen Chu wiped his face hard, and after a while, he grabbed the quilt and covered his head.

On the first day after leaving seclusion, what happened to him… Chu Wanning thought with resentment – the world has changed, and he wished he could lie back and die again!

However, Elder Yu Heng has always been strict with himself. Even if he had not slept well all night, no matter how frightened and upset he was, he still got up on time the next day, washed himself and dressed neatly, with the same majestic and ascetic face, and floated down the South Peak of Death and Life.

Today is the monthly school inspection. The platform of good and evil is sparkling, thousands of disciples are performing martial arts there, and the elders are inspecting it on the high platform.

After five years of absence, Chu Wanning’s position has not changed and is still on the left of Xue Zhengyong.

He was dressed in white clothes and trailing to the ground, with a wistful expression on his face, walking up the long bluestone steps. Then he flicked his sleeves, sat down on the empty seat, poured himself a pot of tea, and watched while drinking.

Seeing that he looked bad, Xue Zhengyong thought that Mo Ran did not attend the banquet yesterday, which made Chu Wanning angry, so he went over and whispered with some flattery: “Yu Heng, Ran’er is back.”

Unexpectedly, Allen Chu’s eyebrows twitched, and his expression worsened: “Well, I’ve seen it before.”

“Ah? Have you seen it?” Xue Zhengyong was startled, then nodded, “That’s good, how about it? Has it become a bit too much?”

“Well…”

Chu Wanning doesn’t really want to continue chatting with Xue Zhengyong about Mo Ran. After all, since yesterday, he has been repeatedly murmuring the curse of “It’s definitely not vulgar and impressive.”He didn’t intend to look for Mo Ran’s figure in the vast sea of ​​people below. He just lowered his head and looked at the table.

“Lots of fresh fruit snacks.”

Xue Zhengyong smiled: “It’s not too early to use it, right? Eat more if you like it.”

Chu Wanning was not polite. He took a piece of lotus cake and ate it with hot tea.The color of the lotus pastry gradually changes in an orderly manner. From the bottom of the petals to the tips, it is as crimson as cardamom. The pastry has distinct layers and is crispy in the mouth. The bean paste wrapped inside is sweet with osmanthus.

“The craftsmanship of Lin’an Qingfeng Pavilion…” Chu nightning murmured, turning to ask Xue Zhengyong, “Isn’t it made by the master of Meng Potang?”

“No, Ran’er brought it here specially to honor you.” Xue Zhengyong said with a smile, “Look, there are none on the other elders’ table.”

“…” When he said this, Chu Wanning realized that the wooden table in front of him was filled with all kinds of fruit snacks, including cakes and preserves. There was even a small jasper-colored celadon bowl. When he opened the small lid, there were no more than three sweet-core glutinous rice balls in it.

The glutinous rice balls are not made from the ordinary white glutinous rice, but from the lotus root produced in Lin’an, and inside the dough, there are crystal clear grains with a jade-like color.

“Oh, this is a gadget that Ran’er borrowed from Meng Potang’s kitchen to make in the morning. The red one is filled with rose bean paste, the yellow one is filled with peanut and sesame seeds, and the green one is said to be made from Longjing tea ground into fine powder. They are all quite fresh, but a little missing…” Xue Zhengyong muttered, “I have been busy all morning and I am very careful. I only made three.”

Allen Chu: “…”

“Yu Heng, do you have enough to eat?”

“Yeah.” Chu Wan was quiet for a while before nodding.

When he eats glutinous rice dumplings, he actually only eats three. The first one is sweet, the second one is sweet, and the third one is satisfying. If you eat the fourth one, it will be a bit boring.

Mo Ran cooked exactly three of them, which was a coincidence, no more, no less, just what he wanted.

The white porcelain spoon scooped up the round and lovely lotus root skin soup balls and brought them to my lips. I felt that the size was just right and could be eaten in one bite. It was not like the ones made by Meng Potang’s cook during the Lantern Festival, which were so big that they were sticky and difficult to eat.

The people who make glutinous rice balls seem to know very well how much food can be accommodated in his mouth, and what size of food is not uncomfortable to hold in his mouth. The soft filling seems to be wrapped in endless intimacy.

For some reason, this idea made Chu Wanning feel a little inexplicable, and then he died of shame and remained calm.

“His craftsmanship is quite good.”

“It’s a pity that it’s only made for you. No one else can eat it, not even my uncle.” Xue Zhengyong sighed, feeling very regretful.

Chu Wanning listened and pursed his lips lightly without saying a word. He only used a spoon to stir the hot water in the bowl. He had finished eating the glutinous rice balls. They were just right and sweet, and slowly melted in his heart.

After eating some snacks, regardless of the lively martial arts performance below, Chu Wanning took a file on the desk to see some rectifications and changes in the past five years at the top of life and death.

These things were all sorted out by Xue Zhengyong. They were concise and concise. Chu Wanning quickly read through the file.He raised his hand to cover the book, but saw another booklet underneath.

“This is…” He took it out. It was a thread-bound book that looked very thick.Xue Zhengyong glanced at it and said with a smile: “It is also a gift from Ran’er to you. Yesterday, I said that I had a fight with Xie Sui on the way back. The book was accidentally stained with blood, and many pages were torn. I was embarrassed to give it to you with my own hands, so I asked me to put it on your table this morning.”

Chu Wanning nodded, opened the book, and stroked the front of the volume with his slender hand. There were four words written in regular script on it:

Write to my teacher.

He’s eyes widened slightly, a little surprised.

Is this a letter addressed to him?

He’s heart suddenly seemed to be burned by charcoal fire, hot and painful. He raised his eyes and wanted to go down to the vast sea of ​​​​people to find the figure of Mo Ran, but what he saw was armor shining like fish in a pond.

He couldn’t find anyone for a while, so he continued to lower his head and read the letter.

It turns out that every day after Chu Wanning retreats, Mo Ran will miss his master. He has many words in his heart, and he is afraid that he will forget them as time goes by.So he found someone to make a sturdy book, a thick one, with 1,825 pieces of paper in it. He calculated that for five years, he would write a letter to the master every day. Everything was down to the smallest details, from eating a particularly unpleasant leaf rake to what he had learned from practicing today. All were written on the paper.

He originally counted 1,825 pieces of paper, no more, no less. After finishing writing, it was time for Master to leave seclusion.

But sometimes I can’t stop. The words are squeezed into a small ball, eagerly pouring out on the paper. I wish I could let Chu Wanning take a look at the sea buckthorn flowers in Mobei and the haze in Changbai Mountain. I wish I could hide the dessert I tasted today in the crevices of the paper and wait for Chu Wanning to wake up and enjoy it together.

Those lines of small words were non-stop from beginning to end. There were no sensational sentences or anything sad or sad. They just honestly recorded every brilliant moment in the past five years. He only shared the good things with him.

So he planned to have one page per day, but in the end it was naturally not enough, so he attached a thick stack of letters to the back of the booklet…

Allen Chu turned slowly, his eyes a little moist.

He looked at Mo Ran’s handwriting from childish to upright, from upright to handsome.

The latest ink stains seem to have not yet dried up, but the earliest handwriting is gradually turning green and yellow.

The four words “letter with my teacher” are included in every letter, and each letter is different. Slowly… time goes from light hooves to a white head.

In the end, the feathers are blue, the iron is bent and the gold is broken, and the end is to resist the wind, with horizontal and vertical hooks.

Allen Chu turned to the last page and rubbed the four words at the beginning of the volume with his fingers.

Write to my teacher, write to my teacher.

he Looking at the dignified pen and ink, it seemed that the burning pen tip had just been lifted up, the wolf hair was put down, the man raised his head, and he was no longer a boy.

From the first letter to the last letter, he seemed to see Mo Ran go from sixteen to twenty-two years old, his figure gradually became slimmer, and his eyebrows gradually deepened.

But every day, I would sit in front of the case and write a letter to him.

“Master!!”

At some point, the martial arts performance was over. Chu Wanning heard someone shouting he, so he suddenly raised his head and saw Xue Meng excitedly waving to him at the front of the Good and Evil Stage.

Next to Xue Meng, a man with broad shoulders and narrow waist, long legs and straight body was standing quietly. The man’s face was radiating heat after performing martial arts, and there was sweat on his forehead. The sun shone with a crystal luster, like the bright fur of a cheetah.

Mo Ran saw Chu Wanning looking at he, stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled.In the golden morning light, his smile is so charming and bright, like the swaying pine and cypress soaked in the rising sun. There is eagerness in his eyes, tenderness on his eyelashes, and his strong and straight face seems a little shy, fresh and blazing, dazzling.

What a handsome son.

Chu nightning calmly sat on the high platform with his arms folded, looking down at he proudly. Others only saw that his expression was still cold, but no one knew that he was already confused and lost his armor.

In the crowd, Mo Ran smiled and suddenly raised his hand, pointed at his clothes, and then at Allen Chu.

“…” Allen Chu didn’t react, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at him doubtfully.

Mo Ran smiled brighter, put his hands on his lips, and quietly made a few mouth shapes.

Allen Chu: “?”

The leaves were rustling and the morning breeze was blowing. Mo Ran seemed a little helpless. With a smile on his lips, he shook his head and nodded at his clothes.

Chu Wanning lowered his head, and after a while, his ears suddenly turned red.

“…”

Under the guidance of his apprentice, the majestic Elder Yu Heng finally suddenly discovered that he had gotten up too hastily in the morning, and the clothes in the Red Lotus Water Pavilion were piled up in a mess. He casually wore the same one he had mistakenly picked up yesterday.

…No wonder I always feel like something is dragging on the ground when I walk today!It turns out to be the hem of clothing!!

Mo Weiyu, you can do it.Chu nightning turned away angrily in anger.You bastard who has no eyesight and won’t pick up any pot!

The author has something to say:

Small Theater – Contents of Gouzi’s Letters

To say that the ancients wrote letters should be regarded as “letters with Yuan Wei”, which is very disgusting. I can’t help but applaud the friendship between Mr. Bai Juyi and Mr. Yuan Zhen, hahahaha.

Gouzi’s letters are not that complicated, and they are not as eloquent as Bai Juyi’s when they open the book. They are “slightly subtle” and “glue-painted heart”. So what did Gouzi write?

“Excerpts from Gouzi’s Letters”

Linyi almond candies are delicious but a bit expensive at 40 coppers per pound, but they are delicious.

Potato stew is very filling and you won’t be hungry at night. It’s delicious.

I accidentally used the honey in the Qiankun bag as oil to brush on the grilled chicken wings. It was delicious.

The fish in Quanzhou is particularly delicious, delicious and delicious.

Master is awake, let’s eat together!