[R18] Erha and he’s white cat master – “Erha and He’s White Cat Master” Chapter 280 [English]

Chapter 280 [The Peak of Death and Life] Good and Evil in the Word

The next morning, the sun shone through the window.

Chu Wanning opened his eyes. The quilt was warm. The temperature of one person could warm the bodies of two people.He looked at Mo Ran’s face quietly. In his eyes, this is the most handsome person in the world, the best person.

He didn’t move, he was thinking, what kind of porridge should I cook today?

Yesterday’s drink has been finished. I drank four full bowls like a starving ghost, without any leftover.

He kissed Mo Ran’s cheek and asked, “Can I make some more for you?”

The man was sleeping deeply, and his dark eyelashes were hanging there, as gentle as two rolls of cattails. He was as gentle as if he would open his eyes the next moment, pulled him over with a smile, and said to him: “I’m hungry, I’ll go and cook a bowl of porridge for you tonight.”

And it seems that he will tell him affectionately and affectionately: “Everything Master does is good, I will like it.”

The body was already cold, and the cheek was cold when kissed, without any warmth at all.

Chu Wanning did not cry.

He got up, covered Mo Ran with a quilt, and then went to the yard to collect firewood and light a fire. He cooked seriously and cooked well.

The water boiled, the mist filled the air, and the rice porridge was churning with tiny bubbles.he Use a slotted spoon to skim off the foam, add some salt, cover with a wooden lid and simmer.

A person who has been reborn once cannot be saved a second time by rebirth.

Chu Wanning stood beside the stove in a daze. There was a moment of clarity in his consciousness. This moment of clarity almost killed him. He hurriedly suppressed the trembling of his fingertips and raised his hand to lift the lid——

When the porridge is cooked, there will always be someone to drink it.

He now has fragmented memories of Mo Ran. When Mo Ran was a child, he was very poor and couldn’t have enough to eat. Getting a steaming pancake was something that made him happy all day long.

The ink will not be wasted, so it will always wake up.

After the porridge was cooked, he went to the yard to clear the snow, then broke off a new wintersweet, took it back, cut off the branches, and soaked it in a small clay vase to keep.

The plum blossoms are fragrant for ten miles, so that when walking on the road, you can still smell the world.

No, his consciousness is confused again.

What about walking on the road, what about smelling the world… The ink is clearly still lying here, exactly the same as yesterday, the day before yesterday, and a few days ago, except that the face is thinner and paler.

He will still wake up.

For two lifetimes, whether it is resentment or hatred, love or pity, Mo Ran has never taken the initiative to leave himself since they met.So gradually, the ink burned into his life, becoming the wind, the hour, the spring flowing through the fingers, and the light draped in the long hair.

He is his day and night, morning and dusk, and his worldly life.

Chu Wanning is walking in this mortal world.In this world, snow will still fall, cicadas will still sing, autumn lotus will still die, summer flowers will still grow, everything is the same as before, so how can Mo Ran leave?

He is willing to guard him and accompany him, day after day, waiting for him to wake up.Just like the ink burning in the previous life made a contract with Chu Wanning’s body, in this life the yin and yang were reversed, and Chu Wanning also did the same thing as Ta Xianjun.

“You will only leave on the day I leave.”

I once stood in the Red Lotus Water Pavilion, wearing a black robe, and said this to Chu Wanning who was sleeping.

“Stay with me.”

Now, in the deep valley of Nanping, Chu Wanning is dressed in white, and he actually overlaps with the emperor of that year.

He stretched out his hand and touched Mo Ran’s bloodless face: “…stay with me.”

The golden light rises, and the spiritual power of he flows into the corpse. From then on, even if the blue falls in the yellow spring, in heaven and on earth, as long as Chu Wanning is still there in the world, Mo Weiyu’s corpse will not decay.Only many years later, when Chu Wanning passes away and the flow of spiritual power ends, will they all die together.

Turned into ashes, scattered into powder, scattered into mud and crushed into dust.

he leaves with he.

The charcoal fire in Tianyin Pavilion’s temple was burning brightly, casting uncertain light and shadow on the walls. Mu Yanli stood alone in the center of the hall, with his hands behind his back and his eyes closed.

Suddenly, the palace door opened and a man walked in.

Mu Yanli didn’t look back and said calmly, “Are you here?”

“Here we come.” The man took off the hood of his cloak and revealed a face that was as charming as a country. It was Shi Moi. “Sister Mu, don’t you want to go to the back hall to take a look?”

“There’s nothing to see.” Mu Yanli said, “It’s just a matter of you opening people’s chests and cutting out their brains. The smell of blood is too strong, I can’t stand it.”

“Then what can be done? That’s the way it is with the Medicine Sect.” Shi Mo smiled, “Even if it’s Jiang Xi from Gu Yueye, he won’t fill the room with fragrance even if he cuts a dead man.”

Mu Yanli frowned, not intending to talk to him about dissecting corpses and cutting living people, so he asked: “Speaking of which, it has been a few days since you used this technique. When will the Immortal Emperor be completely reborn?”

“Rebirth doesn’t count. He only has a consciousness soul in his body. At most, he is a living dead.”

Mu Yanli turned her beautiful eyes away and said: “What we want is a living dead. The more obedient the better. …What about those spiritual core fragments? Are they still useful?”

“It’s almost the same. Although it’s not complete, the power is just as terrifying.” Shi Mo said, “Mo Ran is indeed the most talented monk, enough to clear the way for us.”

Mu Yanli sighed: “I hope there won’t be another accident this time.”

“It’s hard to say whether there will be an accident or not.” Shi Mo said, “I am casting a spell to restore the spiritual core in Taxianjun’s body. It will take at least ten days. During these ten days, I hope Sister Mu will do two things for me.”

“You tell me.”

“First, we will do that big thing after Monarch Tao Xian fully recovers. By then, no matter how stupid these monks are, they will know that Mo Ran is telling the truth, and I am afraid they will join hands to stop us.” The teacher paused for a moment, “Although shrimps, soldiers and crabs are not enough, if there are too many people, it will always be a headache.”

“So?”

“Although the Shangxiu Realm has strong combat power, it lacks experience. The key is the Summit of Death and Life. I hope Sister Mu will release some news, first provoke a dispute between the Summit of Death and Life and other sects, and disintegrate this sect in advance.”

Mu Yanli said: “Chu Wanning robbed the prisoner, and Mo Weiyu escaped. These two people were originally at the top of life and death. It is not difficult to make an article. What’s more, the top of life and death has been criticized before, and many people want to force them to disperse. This is easy to say. What about the second thing?”

“Second.” Shi Mo sighed, as if regretting, “Kill someone for me.”

“Who?”

“Myself.”

Mu Yanli turned around and glared at him. The light of the flames illuminated the teacher’s gentle face: “You in the previous life?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you crazy? Are you serious? No matter what you say…”

She paused and did not say any more, because she saw Shi Mo lift up her soft and thick eyelashes like cattails, revealing a pair of black pupils underneath, full of murderous intent.

“No matter what, he is still me?” Shi Mo smiled, “That’s right. But he is also a traitor.”

“…”

“If he hadn’t let Chu Wanning go, would someone have come to rob him?”

“…”

“If he hadn’t disturbed Ta Xianjun’s spiritual consciousness later, could Chu Wanning have taken away the half-dead Mo Ran?” At this point, a hint of coldness flashed in Shi Mo’s eyes, “Thanks to him, he learned some techniques behind my back. A blind man, he ran very fast without leaving a trace, and he didn’t let me beheaded alive.”

Mu Yanli couldn’t help but said: “I know what he did is unethical, but he is our tribe after all.”

“He is me. These two worlds are destined to overlap in the end. One of me is enough.” Shi Mo walked up the steps and stood next to Mu Yanli. “Just like you, you died of illness in the previous life. But it’s the same with Sister Mu helping me now.”

“But you don’t have to kill him. Our clan has suffered enough.” Mu Yanli stared anxiously into Shi Mo’s eyes, “Anan, we have sworn that as long as we are members of the clan, we should help each other, support each other, and not kill each other.”

The teacher turned his eyes away, and he did not speak. He looked at the dancing flames of the dragon and snake, and said after a while: “I thought the same way in Jiaoshan Mountain before. I suspected that no one had ever suspected him, so I gave him a chance in the end. After all, he is no longer the same as me.”

“…”

“I am still Hua Binan and Shi Mingjing.” Shi Mo said calmly, finally closing his eyes and sighing, “But what about he? He only remembers that he is Shi Mingjing, and has long forgotten who Hua Binan is.”

The flames crackled, and orange sparks burst out.

Mu Yanli finally shook his head: “I can’t do the second point you said. He has lost a pair of eyes for us, and now we can no longer tolerate him, and they will no longer accept him – he can’t go anywhere, and can’t do anything. Why are you rushing to kill him all, just because he betrayed you? Just because he is different from the path you finally chose?”

The teacher remained silent for a long time, then smiled: “You have always been decisive in killing, why did you suddenly become soft-hearted?”

Mu Yanli suddenly raised his head, pain flashing in her eyes: “Because he is also my brother, and he is also you.”

Her face finally became no longer so cold due to the emotions in this world, no longer like a stone statue or an ice sculpture.

“A’nan, no matter what you become in the past life or this life, I can’t do anything to you. I can’t do it.”

The tongues of fire in the charcoal basin flickered upward, dancing into interlaced red silk.

Shi Mo sighed: “…Forget it, this is a private matter. If you don’t want to, that’s up to you. But the first thing is a matter of success or failure. Sister Mu, please make sure to handle it properly.”

Mu Yanli closed his eyes, just as the evening bell rang at this moment, he stood solemnly from the turret on the top of the pavilion.This old bell from Tianyin Pavilion has been around for thousands of years since its establishment, and its sound is still rich and powerful.In the lingering sound of the bell, Mu Yanli spoke slowly.

“I understand. …Don’t worry.”

On the second night after the conversation in Tianyin Pavilion, a serial murder case suddenly occurred in Bitan Village in the Shangxiu Realm.Before this matter has been thoroughly investigated, similar cases have appeared one after another in sects such as Huohuang Pavilion, Wubei Temple, and Guyueye.

Soon, a single terrorist incident turned into a cycle, and people quickly discovered the key to the problem——

Zhenlong chess.

There are Zhenlong chess everywhere.

No one in the villages, towns, alleys or the fairy gates of Huadu was spared.

There are more and more of these chess pieces that have lost their minds. They are killing people and setting fires everywhere. Every branch in the world of cultivation is too busy to take care of themselves, and they no longer have the energy to care about the lives of the people.

Day by day, blood dyed the rivers red, and one city after another became a deserted city. This disaster was more terrifying than any previous rupture of the sky.

Because people are not even sure who is behind the scenes, and they don’t know how to end this sudden mass killing.But most monks believe that this disaster was planned by Chu Wanning and Mo Ran, whose whereabouts are still unknown.However, there are also people who have doubts. For example, a group of refugees gathered in the ruined temple at the moment. They discussed: “If it is said that Mo Ran is causing trouble, it would be credible. But why is Chu Wanning helping him?”

“Who knows, maybe to get a piece of the action?”

Someone else said: “I think it’s not just as simple as sharing a piece of the pie. You all saw it in the robbery field that day. If it were just an ordinary master and disciple, would he be so emotional? In my opinion, the relationship between Chu Wanning and Mo Ran is not normal at all.”

“Ah…you mean?”

“The good thing about Longyang is that master and disciple commit adultery.”

His upper and lower lips and teeth touched each other, and he did not hesitate to speak dirty words.

Those people sitting together showed expressions of extreme shock and disgust, murmuring: “No way? He is Beidou Immortal…”

“Then don’t forget that Chu Wanning accidentally died when he was repairing the crack in the sky, and his apprentice Mo Ran risked his life to go to hell to save him. Although the master-disciple relationship is deep, this is a matter of nine deaths. If it were you, would you be able to do it?”

The other party fell silent.

A pod cracked in the campfire, making a crunching sound.

“Did you hear about that time in Jiaoshan? Shi Mingjing once said something before he was taken away.”

“What?”

“I don’t remember the specifics. The situation was critical at the time, and many people didn’t chew it carefully. Later, when I thought about it carefully, I always felt that there was ambiguity between the lines.”

Someone frowned and said, “But I heard that Shi Mingjing is Hua Binan. Can you believe what he said?”

“What nonsense!”

Everyone was startled by this angry shout, and turned around to see a man with wide-eyed eyes: “How can such words be taken seriously! It is clearly Mo Ran who is throwing dirty water on Shi Mingjing!”

“Why is Brother Li so excited…”

The man said: “Why am I not excited? Shi Mingjing saved my life!”

“Ah…”

“I was in Jiaoshan at that time, and Hua Binan gave us a kind of poison called heartworm. If Shi Mingjing hadn’t used pupil therapy to undo it for me, I would have died on the spot! If my benefactor was Hua Binan, why did he bother to undo the curse for us?”

The burly man became more and more excited as he spoke, and in the end his eyes became wet.

“My benefactor was injured by Hua Binan in order to save us. His life and death are still unknown, but he is still slandered by Mo Ran. I…I am not worthy of him.”

As he spoke, he burst into tears.The other people in the ruined temple didn’t know what to do for a moment, and they all looked at each other——

On one side are Shi Mingjing and Tianyin Pavilion, on the other side are Mo Weiyu and Chu Wanning. Both sides have doubts, but obviously the latter has more doubts and is more worthy of doubt.

There was a female cultivator in the crowd. At this time, she looked at the bright and dark fire pit and suddenly whispered: “Actually… I was also in the team when we fought against Xu Shuanglin on Jiao Mountain that day. I saw what Shi Mingjing did and what Mo Ran did. Neither of them looked like bad people.”

“But among the two of you, one of you must be lying, right?”

The female cultivator shook her head: “Who is lying is a very important matter, I dare not judge. But I want to say something that I saw with my own eyes.”

Seeing that everyone turned their attention to her, she was a little stunned, coughed slightly, and said: “Everyone was injured at that time, Mo Ran and Chu Zong… Chu Wanning was not in good condition, and he was sitting next to him to rest. I accidentally saw that Mo Ran secretly reached out and touched Chu Wanning’s face.”