Chapter 112: The Master Must Not Be Humiliated

He is talking about what Mo Ran did on her first day of rebirth, full of resentment.

In his previous life, Rong Jiu had wronged himself and collaborated with Mr. Chang to plot his own life, but that was in his previous life. In this life, Rong Jiu has not yet gone this far with Mr. Chang, Mo Ran, it is indeed impossible to explain what happened when he took his silver.

"It's my fault." In this case, Mo Ran did not want to argue with him, but said, "I'll bring you back what I took from you then."

"How are you going to pay me back," asked Rongjiu, "and besides, what use do I have for all that gold and jewellery at the moment?"

Mo Ran :""

"Those pearl bracelets, you can give them back to me, but what about my life?"

"What?" Mo Ran was stunned, "Your life."

"Yes, my life." Rongjiu seemed to have touched a wound somewhere in his heart, and his expression gradually sank down.

"Do you know, how I died?"

""

He had probably been repressing it for a long time, and when the lid was suddenly lifted, all the steam underneath came out in a frenzy, and before Mo Ran could make a sound, he continued sorrowfully, his expression suddenly becoming furious and then twisted.

"That Chang was a vicious man. When he saw that you no longer liked me, he thought I was no longer worth anything, so he lied to me and said that he was sincere in his treatment of me, but that his family thought I was from a restaurant and unclean, and that it would be better to have less contact in the future. I was so blind that I thought he was deeply in love with me and that he was only forced to make this decision by his parents, and I was forced to believe his nonsense"

Mo Ran said, "Then you should blame the Chang, too, so why blame me?"

The money I had saved was enough to buy my own life. But you took it all away from me. I was so discouraged that I didn't want to stay in the restaurant any longer, but I couldn't leave openly without money, so I had to sneak out. If you hadn't taken mine, why would I be in such a mess"

"You got away."

"Yes, escaped, I fled to his house." Rongjiu hated, "but that Chang refused to open the door for me, and the men from the pavilion chased after me again. In the end I struggled to no avail and was still taken back by them, beaten and tortured, and locked up again."

Mo Ran mused, "But Chang said that you were visiting relatives in Butterfly Town when the ghost world broke down, and that's how you lost your life."

"Ha" a hint of mockery creased Yung Kau's shadowy face, "He has the nerve to say that. Relatives I'm in Butterfly Town, where are my relatives"

""

"Didn't you tell me that this is living under the tip of a knife? I'll tell you what it means to really live under the tip of a knife" Rong Jiu was getting more and more agitated, his features were almost a little twisted, he was really somehow like a severe ghost at this moment, "I'll tell you how I died you enchanters haha enchanters "

"I spent so much time in the pavilion, locked up, without food and suffering. No one came to care if I lived or died. After many days, I was getting desperate. Then the man named Chang suddenly came back to me, crying and telling me that the reason he didn't open the door for me that day was because his parents were having a temper tantrum and were afraid that if I went in, I would be beaten to death alive by his servants."

Mo Ran shook her head at such a blatant lie: "You don't always believe it."

"No." A glow shivered in Rongjiu's eyes, "I believe it."

Mo Ran :""

"I believe ah." Rong Jiu resentment in the sky, coiled out a smile, the corners of the mouth twisted, "Why do not I believe believe is only those who have a way back can talk. What do I count as a seller of flesh and blood, what others throw out I believe, otherwise there is not even a glimmer of hope."

He slowed down and continued.

"The man named Chang told me that he would keep his promise and take me into his home. But said his parents couldn't accept me at the moment and asked me to go with him to a nearby town for the time being."

" Butterfly Town "

"Right. Butterfly Town ."

Mo Ran had a vague idea of what was going on, and his expression sank.

As expected, Rong Jiu said, "I packed up my things with joy, oh yes, actually there was nothing left to pack. All the money I had earned from selling my blood and flesh over the years was stolen by your momentary pleasure. But it doesn't matter, I thought at that time, I have Chang Gongzi."

"Heh." He fell silent for a moment, smiled convulsively, and chewed those three words hard between his lips again, "Chang Gongzi."

"Did he trick you into going to Butterfly Town and then kill you there?"

"No." Rong Jiu Jie laughed, his eyes sulking, "It wasn't him who got me killed, it was you guys who blocked my path one by one before I got into the thief's boat with him. It was you all, you were the ones who got me killed."

I followed Chang into a large mansion, but it was cold and empty, and there were no servants. He told me that he hadn't had time to do anything yet, and asked me to rest in the mansion while he went out to buy something. I stayed there and waited, and after a while I saw him come into the courtyard with a man."

Mo Ran suddenly paled when she heard this, "Did you see the man's face?"

"No." Rongjiu said, "The man was wearing a mask and a cloak, so I couldn't see anything. Then I saw Chang on his knees in front of the man, his face smiling even more fawningly than when I was taking clients. He should have seen how he looked at that moment, it was disgusting. He told the man that I had some remnant of wood spirit essence in me, that I had made out with you earlier and was a good sacrifice. Who knows, I don't practise immortality and I don't want to, I can't understand what they're saying."

Mo Ran, however, felt a tingling in her scalp.

Of course, he knew that he had been close to Rongjiu, and that he had some wood spirit essence stored in him. The fake Gouchen had been looking for a suitable substitute, and although the aura lingering in Rongjiu's body was minimal, it was after all pure and suitable for spell casting.

"There's nothing more to say about what happened afterwards." A rare trace of bone-chilling cold surfaced on Rong Jiu's frivolous and accustomed face, "As Sir Mo saw, I died."

The Mo Ran of a previous life, or the newly reborn Mo Ran, would have scoffed and scoffed, "If you're dead, you're dead, what does it matter to me?"

But at the moment, Mo Ran can't stop smiling.

He hated Rong Jiu, and Rong Jiu was indeed unscrupulous, even trying to murder him in his previous life. However, although he and Rong Jiu had had physical love before, they had never spoken frankly to each other. Suddenly, when he heard Rong Jiu's confession in this netherworld, Mo Ran had mixed feelings.

After thinking about it, I thought it was too complicated to count, so I thought I'd leave it at that.

He sighed and said, "Rong Jiu, this matter, I'm sorry."

He suddenly froze, as if he did not recognize Mo Ran at all, and looked at him back and forth with wide eyes before saying, "Even if you say so, I will not tell you where the man in the portrait is."

Mo Ran said, "Nothing to do with the portrait."

Rong Jiu lowered his head, paused for a moment, then suddenly spoke, "Duke Mo, do you know that Duke Chang was calculating with me before, saying that he wanted to kill you and take away your cultivation"

"I know."

"You you know."

Mo Ran nodded, "I know."

Rongjiu looked away for a moment and said with hatred, "It must be that Chang who leaked the news."

He looked up again with anger in his eyes, "If I had known that I would end up like this, I might as well have listened to him and killed you. There was always some good life to live, not such a miserable death."

Mo Ran looked at him, "You do what you're told to do."

"What can that be," said Rong Jiu, "I just want to live a good life. Is it wrong for me to sell my body, for example, just like other people sell fish and meat to earn a living? I know you gentlemen look down on me, but it's okay to look down on me. Pride and face are not as useful as a mouthful of good wine and a piece of roast meat. So if I could have survived if I had killed you in the first place, why didn't I do it to you"

Mo Ran's lips twitched as he was about to retort, but suddenly he remembered what he had done in his previous life and was unable to say anything to deny it.

Rongjiu said indignantly, "People kill birds to live and eat meat, why can't they kill people to live"

Mo Ran sighed and murmured, "Is it fun to live like this?"

Like asking Yung Kau.

It is also like asking the self on the high seat of the previous life across the red dust.

"I don't know. I don't know what it means to be interesting." Rongjiu said indifferently, "I was sold to a pavilion to receive customers since I was sixteen, and my first customer was an old Taoist priest in his fifties. You ask me what is interesting I don't know. As long as I lived I wanted to have money, money to redeem myself so I wouldn't have to pull a smile on my face and serve others. But I was never free until I died, and it was all because of you brutes."

Mo Ran didn't say anything, and only after a long time did he ask him, "I'll give you one more chance, you choose to work with Chang and kill me."

"Nice."

Mo Ran said, "Okay, give me another chance and I will still turn around and roll up all your money and make you suffer."

"You."

Rongjiu's body shook for a moment before he slowly stabilized.

After a few moments, realising that he had lost his temper, he lifted his hand and twirled it around his forehead, then held it back and returned to his usual soft smile, but his gaze still shone with anger.

"Say what you will. I, Rongjiu, have my own way of living."

"May you live at ease in the ghost world."

Rongjiu narrowed his eyes, "That must be very comfortable and free. I can see it more clearly than those fools in the room, and I would like it very much."

Mo Ran smiled and said, "But Rong Jiu, these people are under the Four Ghost Kings, whether you die or live, whether you stay or go, actually depends on a word from above."

Rongjiu shuddered and randomly became alert, her beautiful eyes fixed on him.

"What do you mean."

If it weren't for this situation, Mo Ran would not want to be torn apart by him, but even though Rong Jiu is weak, he is not a fan of hate, so he had to calm down and tell him, "You think the man in the portrait is nothing more than that, but I think he is very good. Everyone's eyes are different, and no one can say whether the Ghost King will see him or not."

"Who can look at him with such a cold face?"

"That's not necessarily true." Mo Ran said, "If the Ghost King likes soft people, why not pick you then and there."

""Rong Jiu didn't say anything anymore, but his expression was a little ugly.

Mo Ran strikes while the iron is hot: "He is a man with a strong temperament, if he is chosen, I am afraid he will turn this ghost world upside down. If he is chosen, I am afraid he will turn the ghost world upside down. When he is questioned, the four ghost kings will be blamed and will kill a few Yin soldiers. If you're going to be a Silhouette, you have to be sure of your position. If the tree falls just a few days after you've wrapped it around you, it's a small matter that you won't have anything to fall back on, but if you're pulled up with your vines and vines, your soul will be scattered."

Rongjiu's originally pale face seemed to get paler and paler.

But he still said, without fail, delicately but viciously, "I don't believe this."

Mo Ran :""

"I bet, Sir Mo, that I am partial to seeing you live better than I do."

After a few moments of silence, Mo Ran suddenly became ruthless as well, and he stared at Rong Jiu's face, "I won't bet with you. Rong Jiu, I must save this person, if you have to play like this, I will play with you."

The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on Mo Ran's chest. You're not the kind of infatuated master who will play with his life for others, you're a man who has no love in his heart and can't hide it from me."

Before the words were out of his mouth, Mo Ran pinched his cheek hard.

Mo Ran lifted him away, his dark brow raised and his eyes leaping with fire: "Once there was no heart, now there is."

Rongjiu jerked her eyes up and met his face, suddenly realising that this man was fiery and even a little strange.

The person seems to be the same Mo Weiyu, laughing and cursing, but the soul seems to be different somewhere.

He winced as if he was scalded by such Mo Ran and tried to turn and run away, only to be put in a death grip.

"And." Mo Ran said, "I am clean with him from now on, and I respect him and love him and have no delusions of grandeur. You must not insult him."

As he said this, he pushed Rong Jiu, who crashed into the pillar and looked at the man in front of him in disbelief. He didn't even think carefully about what kind of odd expression this was, "From now on, clean and clear". If he had been clear-headed, he would have been able to figure out the subtlety of it.

To be clean from now on, that is to say, to have been unclear and sentient.

But Rongjiu didn't mull it over.

"He's not yours not yours."

Mo Ran said, "No, he's my mentor."

The only thing is that a person like him can always detect some subtle friendship between the lines, a friendship that Ran himself may not even notice, but Rongjiu can smell it.

He was almost certain that Mo Ran loved the man in the portrait, and the thought gave rise to a bitter jealousy in a man who could not get any love at all.

The most flamboyant of all, Prince Mo, will also go to the edge of the sword for a person and risk his life to save them.

He suddenly wondered, if he had been more sincere with Mr. Mo, and if he had been sincere with his heart, would Mo Ran have shown some pure and true love for himself?

However, before he could finish his thought, he heard Mo Ran speak again, his voice cruel and cold, not like a joke: "Rong Jiu, I will ask you one last time where he is, if you still don't know. If you still don't know, I am a monk, so I know how to poison or bewitch a person's mind. If you believe me or not, I will go out and meet the Ghost King myself."

This time Rong Jiu was completely stunned: "You"

"I've been a criminal all my life, and now I want to make a good start. But if no one makes me whole, I will still be the same Mo Weiyu." He said softly, "Rong Jiu, think it over, I am not afraid of death, nor am I afraid of my soul flying away. If you want to be so desperate, I will do anything."

Neither of them then said anything more.

Just eyes meeting, the rigid meets the resentful. The stubborn meets the resigned. The hot meets the cold.

And then the ice in Rongjiu's eyes melted, and he almost crumbled under the glare of Mo Ran's prairie-like persecution. His jealousy was deep and Mo Ran's obsession was not shallow, and he was no match for the Fairy Tramper emperor.

Even if the blossoms were delicate, they could not cover a withered face, like a broken wall.

"Why did you, for him, go to this length?"

"He treated me the best, and I bullied him like he was the most hated person. I owe him that."

""

"I have indeed, not seen this person." After a long time, Rong Jiu said softly, but seeing Mo Ran's expression, he slowly added, "I am not lying to you. But the newly-caught ghosts are all locked up in the largest hall in the east. It's a small room for one person, no different from a cage, and it's locked. There are martial law guards patrolling back and forth. If you go there, you should be able to find them."

Mo Ran could not wait any longer, he turned around and ran into the night. He suddenly shouted at Mo Ran's back, "Mo Weiyu, you want to live a good life? Who can live a good life? We are all people who have been immersed in the sludge.

" Mo Weiyu You see, I, Rong Jiu, just want to live a good life, is better to die than to live, I sold my body and soul, I sold my soul, my whole body is rotten, I also want to wear gold and silver you see you think you are so dirty that you can wipe off the fishy smell by wiping the corner of your mouth you want to be beautiful you from your Liang, I will be my whore, see who can live a good life ah Mo Weiyu "

He yelled until Mo Ran's back was out of sight, then he suddenly raised his hand, covered his face and crouched down to choke on a sob.

"Why do you get a do-over? Why do people treat you well even when you're so rotten? Why?"