[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 248 [English]

Chapter 248 [Dragon Blood Mountain] Forgotten

Knowing that he had no choice, Chu Wanning finally put on a thick fox fur cloak, held up an oil-paper umbrella, and went to the Wushan Hall.

The silver and copper lamps in the hall are shining brightly. The ninety-nine lights are as bright and dark as the stars, reflecting the entire Wushan Palace in a brilliant way.The attendants on both sides were accustomed to seeing Grandmaster Chu at his bedside. When he came in, they all lowered their eyes and saluted.Chu Wanning walked through the side door verandah without expression and walked to the resting area of ​​the back hall – arriving in front of the carved lacquered red door, he stretched out his hand and opened the door.

It was very warm inside the house, different from the cold rain outside, and there was a rich aroma of wine that hit my nostrils.Mo Ran was lying lazily on the couch, his white jade-like fingers holding a small red clay pot, and he was drinking.

“You’re here.”

“…”

“Sit.”

Chu Wanning walked to the bamboo mat farthest from him, sat down, and closed his eyes.

Mo Ran didn’t force him to get close. He was already a little drunk, and his pale face was slightly red.He squinted his eyes, and his pupils, which were so dark that they turned purple, were filled with tiny bits of light.After another breath, Mo Ran looked up at the ceiling with carved dragons and painted phoenixes, and tapped his fingers lightly on his knees.

He suddenly asked: “Can you still do copywriting?”

Allen Chu’s eyelashes moved slightly, but he finally said: “No.”

Mo Ran was a little reluctant: “What you did. It was the year… the year he left.”

“I can’t do it well.” Chu Wanning didn’t have much expression on his face. “You’re right, that’s just Dongshi’s imitation.”

Mo Ran narrowed his eyes: “Are you remembering my grudge?”

“No.”

“Then what if I order you to make one now?”

Chu nightning did not speak, Mo Ran’s eyes were burning, and he looked at him: “Ask you. If you are asked to do one now, are you still willing?”

“Even if I did it.” Allen Chu finally opened his eyes and looked at him coldly, “Can you eat it?”

He didn’t expect to be defeated by an army, and a layer of blood suddenly appeared on his cheeks, which seemed to be due to alcohol and anger.In short, the emotion in he’s eyes suddenly became very dazed, and he was lost for a while before he realized what he was doing.He then gritted his teeth and flicked the wine cup down in front of the table with a violent clatter, and the fine pear blossoms spilled all over the floor.

The ink burned and the figure stood up like a mountain.He stepped over the broken pottery, strode to Chu Wanning, and grabbed the other party’s clothes.

“Whether it’s you or Song Qiutong.” Taxianjun gritted his teeth, “You will all make me unhappy.”

he let go of Chu Wanning, lingering in place like a vulture, walking back and forth——

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped.

he turned his head and stared at Chu Wanning and asked: “When did you teach me this sentence: a letter is like a meeting?”

Ta Xianjun was half drunk at the moment, and his speech was not rational at all, and he would talk wherever he thought.

“Why don’t I remember anything?”

His wrist was grabbed by a big cold hand, and Mo Ransheng dragged him to the desk.The paper was spread and ground, and a pile of books was spread out.Mo Ran said: “Write it to me. Then teach me.”

Chu nightning was already suffering from a low fever. Being forced by him, he became more and more suffocated in anger. He blushed, choked and coughed.

Mo Ran put the pen into his hand and said gloomily and manicly: “Write.”

Impatiently urging: “Hurry up.”

Chu Wanning’s spiritual core has been broken in the previous master-disciple duel, and his health has not been good. He coughed like this, and blood foam choked out from his throat——

Mo Ran was stunned, staring at the dots of blood, and then slowly let go.

“It’s just letters and greetings, what’s the point?” Finally, Allen Chu stopped coughing, he sighed, and wiped the blood from his lips with a handkerchief.

He raised his eyes, took a breath, and looked at Mo Ran: “In the past, you would write this beginning of every letter. But I’m afraid you haven’t written for too long, so you forgot.”

“I…write a letter?” He glared at him with burning black eyes, “Writing to whom?” He almost said angrily: “Who do I write to? Who else can I write to in this world? Making up nonsense…making up nonsense…all nonsense!”

When Mo Ran said these words, he was trapped and frustrated, and his eyes flashed with a misty luster.

It was at that time that Chu nightning vaguely felt that something was wrong.But he didn’t think much about it at that time. He just thought that Mo Ran was drunk and had a bad memory.So he just frowned and didn’t answer.

There is a letter box in the study room of Wushan Palace. All letters in the Peak of Death and Life will be locked in a Qiankun box and filed.The ink burned like a trapped animal in a cage. After wandering around for a few times, he suddenly remembered the existence of the letter box, so he took out the dusty box and opened one long-old letter after another.

Most of those letters were written by disciples in the sect, and they were classified according to the elders they studied under.Most of the people who wrote the letter had died in the year when Mo Ran rebelled.Among them, Elder Yuheng has the fewest disciples, only three, which makes them particularly easy to find.Mo Ran quickly turned to a thick letter.

he trembled and took it apart.

It’s he. His handwriting is good, childish and crooked, but he writes it very seriously.I read each letter one by one, and it said on each letter, “Seeing letters is like meeting each other, and showing them is soothing.”

There is one in every letter.

The ink-burning fingers were trembling, and the eyes were shining with strange colors.

——

“Auntie, seeing a letter is like seeing you face to face. Showing your trust makes you look good.”

“Sister Xun, when you see your trust, you will feel comfortable showing your trust.”

Those long-lasting names make people shudder and make him shudder.His pupils were narrow and narrow, and dark clouds were gathering on his handsome face.

Chu Wanning stood next to him, still not paying attention at first, but later on, the ink-burning expression made him feel more and more strange… He couldn’t help but lock his eyes on the desk, the man who was flipping through old letters and behaving almost crazy.

A small terror stretched out its sharp beak and tapped Chu Wanning’s heart.

Something is wrong.

He walked over slowly and looked at Mo Ran, who was confused and crazy in the letter.

…What’s wrong?

“My mother-in-law is dead…” Suddenly, Mo Ran murmured and looked up at Chu Wanning, “Why should I write to her?”

Chu Wanning watched he’s every move from the side, and the terror was pecked in his heart, as if some bloody darkness was about to break out.

Dark clouds are coming.

It is strange to forget the greetings that have been written many times, such as “a letter is like a meeting”, but it is not impossible.

But it was really strange that I had forgotten so many letters I had written and had no impression of them at all.

Mo Ran was still looking at each one: “Zhanxin Shuyan…Zhanxin Shuyan…” The luster shining in those black to purple pupils was so painful and contradictory.

It does seem like some important memory is missing.

My ears seemed to hear the sound of the hard shell about to crack.

Allen Chu held his breath, and his spine was almost numb.There was no one else in the study except the two of them. In this dead silence, Allen Chu moved his lips, and then whispered: “Don’t you remember? You said at the beginning that although your mother could not receive the letter, you still wanted to write to her.”

The ink suddenly looked up.

Chu nightning only felt that his blood was cooling down bit by bit, and his breath turned into ice.

“The first title you learn to write is not your own name.”

The ink burned and whispered: “What is that?”

“The first title you asked me to teach you to write is A Niang.”

There was lightning and thunder outside, and the wind howled shrilly, like countless ghost claws slapping on the window, making the window paper and wooden lattice rattle.

A bolt of lightning struck down, illuminating the world.

Emperor Taxian murmured: “…Did you teach me?…Why don’t you have any impression…at all?”

The wind blew the trees down, their shadows swayed, and the mountains and courtyards were filled with ghosts and ghosts.

Chu nightning’s face turned pale, and he stared at Mo Ran closely, his eyes like an eagle: “You don’t even remember?”

The heart is like a drum.

After a few moments of silence, the person who answered “he” was Mo Ran who asked almost confusedly: “What do you remember?”

The drum stops.

The tiny beak of fear finally pecked through the outer shell, and the overwhelming fear rushed towards the only conscious person in the room, and the waves crashed on the shore!

Allen Chu’s scalp is numb – he doesn’t remember?How could you not remember?!

At first, Mo Ran said that he wanted to write a letter to his mother. He wrote more than three hundred letters, saying that he wanted to collect a thousand letters. Then he burned them on fire during the Bon Festival and burned them to his mother in the underworld…

More than three hundred letters, how could it be easily forgotten!

He’s lips trembled slightly, and he suddenly had an extremely terrifying suspicion.Chu Wanning said hoarsely: “You…do you remember what you said when you first saw Tianwen?”

“What did I say?” Mo Ran said, “How long has it been? How could I still remember it clearly?”

“You said you also want such a divine weapon.” Chu Wanning said, “You also want to have a heavenly question…”

The drunk man asked “he” with a trace of mockery in his eyes: “What do I want Tianwen to do? Is it murder or interrogation?”

Chu nightning whispered: “Earthworms.”

Back then, outside the Honglian Waterside Pavilion, a young and green boy smiled and held an oil-paper umbrella and said to him: “We can save earthworms.”

But at this moment, Emperor Taxian narrowed his eyes like tigers and wolves, but he asked without any understanding: “What earthworms?”

Thunder broke through the sky outside, and purple lightning penetrated the night.

A loud rumble.

Allen Chu suddenly pursed his lips, and his brown eyes trembled slightly and shrank.

Bone-piercing chill.

That night, Mo Ran actually didn’t do anything to Chu Wanning.He really drank a little too much, and then he held those letters in a daze.

Later, Mo Ran fell asleep in front of the case. When he fell asleep, he was still muttering: “What earthworms?… There are no earthworms…”

Suddenly a strong wind blew open the window, and there was a loud bang. The mountain wind mixed with heavy rain poured in, and suddenly a few lights by the window were extinguished.

The room suddenly became dark.

Chu Wanning stood next to Mo Ran, his lips and teeth were cold, and he looked down at the sleeping man.The uncertain thoughts in his mind are becoming clearer and clearer – why does Mo Ran not remember these scattered past events?Why do you selectively forget some pure past?

Is it because you’re drunk?Because of coincidence?Or… who deliberately erased the good thoughts in he’s heart.

Ta Xianjun, who was sleeping on the table, mumbled softly: “It’s cold…”

Allen Chu’s blood was so cold that he was numb all over. Hearing Mo Ran say it was cold, he instinctively walked slowly to the window.

He raised his hand and closed the window to block out the wind and rain outside.

After doing this, Chu Wanning did not leave. He rested his forehead against the window with bat and deer patterns, and his knuckles were white jade.

After a while, he slowly took out a crumpled talisman from his clothes.

Rising Dragon Talisman.

He no longer has a spiritual core, and Mo Ran feels that he can no longer use any spells at all, so he is too lazy to take away the talismans that Chu Wanning once had.

In fact, Mo Ran was right to do this. Chu Wanning bit the tip of his finger and dripped more than ten drops of blood, which almost penetrated the dragon talisman paper, and the little dragon on it floated out listlessly.

It exuded a weak light all over, and raised its head feebly: “Ah… Chu nightning… long time no see…”

The little dragon stood a little unsteadily. The dragon’s claws took a few steps on the paper, and then fell back to the paper with a snap.It was a little aggrieved and confused: “Why didn’t you look for me for so long? Why did you only give me so little spiritual energy… Well, it’s really spiritual energy… It’s not even spiritual power… What’s wrong with you?”

“It’s a long story, so I won’t say it anymore.” Allen Chu gently picked it up and put it on his palm, “Please, do me a favor.”

“If you have something to do, Zhong Wuyan will welcome spring if you have nothing to do.” Xiaolong sighed, but its power was closely related to Chu Wanning, so it didn’t even have much strength to complain. It said with a dull head, “Tell me, what do you want me to do for you this time?”

Chu nightning took it and placed it next to the sleeping Mo Ran’s ears and temples.

Fingers clenched into fists and buried in palms.Allen Chu’s already ugly face became paler: “Go and try your best to see if there are any spells on him that shouldn’t be there.”

In fact, the bright and docile boy at the beginning, who was reluctant to kill even earthworms, turned out to be a devil in the end.

As a master, how could he not have the slightest suspicion?

He watched helplessly as his apprentice killed Xue Zhengyong, Mrs. Wang, Jiang Xi, and Ye Wangxi.

Killed all the Confucianism sect.

Trampled all the dry bones.

He watched Mo Ran kill, saw Mo Ran’s hands full of blood, his face and body covered with blood, standing in the pile of dead people and looking back at him with a grin.

Although he was sad, why didn’t he feel weird?

Mo Ran was not such a person.

But when the little paper dragon tried its best to spread a spell shape on the paper for Chu Wanning, despite being prepared, Chu Wanning was still stunned.

Love secret.

Mo Ran actually has a love secret on his body?!!

After Xiaolong finished drawing the talisman, he lost the last of his strength. It turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the rising dragon talisman again.Chu night Ning is clinging to the thin piece of paper, and it seems that there is a rock cracking inside his head, which is devastating.

But he reluctantly calmed down and after watching it many times, Chu nightning found that the image of the love secret was wrong——

It turned out to be upside down.