Chapter 117: The Master tells me to get out

When Rongjiu said this, he meant that Chu Wanning would certainly be uncomfortable, jealous and unable to bear it.

But Mo Ran doesn't know that Chu Wanning's feelings for him are actually love. He thinks that after thinking about these words, he thinks that Rong Jiu is going to give Chu Wanning an account of all the shit he has done.

Immediately, he said, "Don't you hit on him."

He said in a soft voice, "Then you can protect me and take me away with you, and I will be a good boy and promise not to say anything or cause any trouble."

Mo Ran had no choice, so he cursed and turned his head and left. Knowing that this was his tacit approval, Rong Jiu happily followed him. Mo Ran didn't take two steps, but he turned around and pointed his finger at him in the air, saying in a low voice, "If you don't behave yourself, I'll make sure your soul will be scattered before you can even touch the well of reincarnation."

I will not offend you if you don't offend me, and I will be honest if you don't bully me. Mo Ran, you still don't know what kind of person I am, you are my old benefactor."

""In his previous life, Mo Ran had been so disgusted by his soft-spoken ways, but there was nothing he could do about it, and as he watched Rongjiu drift away to Chu Wanning, he was puzzled.

I was blind in the first place

Song Qiutong Rongjiu What kind of goods are these, how can you look at them and like them?

If he could be reborn in his previous life, he would want to grab Fairy Tramper by the neck and crack his head open to see how much water was in there.

Fortunately, Rong Jiuxiang did not say everything, Chu Wanning is a blank sheet of paper when it comes to relationships, and after Rong Jiuxiang explained to him with a smile, Chu Wanning's frown slowly relaxed.

He even thought that he had misunderstood the young man's "old friendship" because he was not clear-minded, and although his face remained unchanged, he was a little embarrassed inside.

Since Rongjiu had joined in, he couldn't remain an officer, he was familiar with this palace gate and said, "Although this street is less crowded, it's not exactly hidden, so if you want to detect how the boundary should be broken at ease, I'll take you to another place."

The other place he referred to was in fact a warehouse for weaving fabric for the ghost world, with white linen piled high, perfect for covering up the trail.

The three of them found an isolated spot and Chu Wanning's fingers touched the wall as if he were taking a patient's pulse, trying his best to feel the knotted art that was now covering the palace.

After a long time, however, it was still impossible to probe, and instead Chu Wanning's spirit grew weaker and weaker, and Mo Ran covered the back of his hand, removed his palm from the wall, and said, "You rest."

Chu Wanning, annoyed and helpless, stared at his palm and sulked: "Why does this soul of mine have less spiritual power?"

"I'll share mine with you, can't I?"

"Can't use it." Chu Wanning glanced at Rong Jiu in the distance and slightly softened his voice, "You are a human, I am a ghost, the yin and yang are separated."

If he had all three souls and his spells, he would have been able to detect the weakness of the Four Demon Kings' spells simply by sending a strong spiritual current into the boundary, but now his spiritual power was so minimal that he could barely fit into the boundary, just like trying to catch a floating leaf in the middle of the ocean, which was too difficult.

After waiting for an hour, Rongjiu became a little agitated.

He ran over to Mo Ran and pulled him in: "Are we going to make it or not?"

Mo Ran said, "Stop it and sit here honestly."

"I'm getting desperate, so give me a word on whether you're going to get out or not."

"There's no use rushing, wait."

Rongjiu said, "Your master shouldn't be very powerful why is there still no movement at all after so half a day."

"He has not gathered all three souls, and this one happens to be missing the spell. Could you be quieter"

Rongjiu looked a little crestfallen as he listened, his eyelashes fluttering as he sat back down on the pile of cloth built up from white linen.

After another hour or so, Yung Kau stood up and walked over to Chu Wanning: " Your Mightiness, do you have any other method"

Without opening his eyes, his fingertips still pressed against the wall, Chu Wanning said, "No."

"Well, then, is there any other way to get more or less your spells back"

Chu Wanning listened, pondered for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "Do you have psychic powers?"

"No" Rongjiu was slightly stunned, " Your Mightiness Why do you ask?"

"If you have it, pass me some and it will work."

Rongjiu said joyfully, "It is so easy then hurry up and let Mo Ran "

Chu Wanning interrupted him, "His is useless."

Of course, Rongjiu did not know that Mo Ran was not a ghostly body, and when he heard that Mo Ran's could not be used, the smile on his face immediately froze: "Why"

"No reason, different attributes." Mo Ran knew that Chu Wanning was not good at lying and that it was best that the truth that he was not a ghostly figure was not known to Rong Jiu, so he immediately interrupted him, "Would you please go outside and keep watch, and if someone comes, please run back and report a message."

Rong Jiu glared at him in annoyance, but since the three of them were in the same boat, he had no choice but to go near the warehouse door and reluctantly leaned against it, peeling his fingernails while raising his smoky peach blossom eyes to sweep out.

Mo Ran gave him a look before taking a seat next to Chu Wanning.

After a moment's hesitation, still not wanting to deceive Chu Wanning, he spoke, "Master, I think I would like to confess my mistake to you."

"What's wrong with you?"

"That is, do you remember the year you sent me to the Good and Evil Terrace for punishment because I had committed" Mo Ran paused and did not have the heart to say obscenity. The human face is a delicate thing, thick as the Great Wall when it doesn't matter, but as thin as paper when it does.

Mo Ran bowed his head, blushing, and said softly, "Because I broke the fourth, ninth, and fifteenth commandments."

The fourth commandment, theft.

The ninth commandment, lasciviousness.

The Fifteenth Commandment, Swindle.

Of course Chu Wanning didn't fail to remember, and he opened his eyes without looking at Mo Ran and simply said, "Yeah."

Looking at that handsome, ascetic face, Mo Ran felt even more ashamed of herself.

Chu Wanning had already vaguely guessed what he was going to say, and although he was annoyed, he had always been able to prioritize before important matters, not to mention that Mo Ran had been a bastard for a while, and he was not aware of it until now, so he said coldly, "You have already been punished and have not committed it again, so why bring it up again now?"

"Because that Yung Kau outside he actually"

Mo Ran did not say any more and Chu Wanning did not say anything for a long time.

Halfway through the day, Mo Ran heard Chu Wanning sneer, "So it was him."

"Hmm."

He didn't dare to look up at Chu Wanning, although the top of death and life never forbade disciples from lusting, and it was normal for young monks to double-cultivate or have lovers outside, but Chu Wanning was different, Chu Wanning cultivated the way of pure heart, and he had always despised those men and women's love affairs.

Not to mention that I was not the usual rule to find a lover back then, but to shop for tiles

When Xue Zhengyong spoils his nephew, he may think that it doesn't matter, because Mo Ran is already a young man, and he is not practising the way of the pure heart, so it's not good for him to keep his mind on things all day, so he can just turn a blind eye to it.

He would be disgusted, a reaction that Mo Ran had clearly seen in Chu Wanning's eyes when he was punished at the Good and Evil Terrace that year, with disgust, contempt and dislike.

Even though he hadn't done the same thing all these years ago, now that Rongjiu had run into Chu Wanning in the ghost world, could Chu Wanning feel comfortable?

It's not a matter of not reporting it.

He was not afraid that Chu Wanning would beat him up and scold him, and he even wanted Chu Wanning to take him and beat him with the Heavenly Question again, as long as nothing went wrong, as long as he did not let this old debt get away from him, and if Chu Wanning left in anger, Mo Ran could kill himself.

So the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. Rather than keeping Rong Jiu, a walking gunpowder, he should go and confess his mistake to Chu Wanning first and confess again.

If Chu Wanning got up and left, he would immediately take the risk of tying him up.

On one side, Mo Ran's head was rehearsing how to block Chu Wanning's path, while on the other side, Chu Wanning's shirt moved slightly, his gold and red silk wig glowing faintly in the dim light.

Mo Ran's heart trembled as he whispered, "Master."

Chu Wanning said, "I've been punished and it's been so long ago, why are you talking to me about this?" He turned his eyes sideways, his eyes cold, his thin mouth opening and closing, even a little sarcastic, "What does it matter to me?"

I never thought he would say something like, "What's it to me?

Mo Ran froze.

Chu Wanning was so full of jealousy that he didn't even taste it. He only felt flustered, thinking that his master was so disappointed in him that he didn't want to care about him anymore, that he didn't care about him anymore.

"Why should I be angry? What's there to be angry about?" Although he said so, the more he thought about it in his heart, the more unhappy he became, and in the end Chu Wanning said angrily, "I knew you were not so clean, what old friendships, and still thinking of hoodwinking me to get me out."

""

"Get out," Chu Wanning whispered unconsciously, even though he knew the words tasted sour and that they were old, "shame on you."

Mo Ran didn't roll, but sat frozen next to him, her black and white eyes staring straight at him without detouring.

Halfway through, he said, "I'm not leaving."

Chu Wanning said angrily, "Go away, I don't want to see you now."

"I'm not going." Mo Ran muttered, holding on, ridge by ridge like a broken stone, a man so hateful, but he looked at Chu Wanning and his eyes were red, a faint pity and stubbornness born out of that hatred for no reason.

"I'm afraid if I go, you'll run away Master, don't you leave me."

""

Chu Wanning had no idea he would think so.

This is not the first time he has known about this matter, although it is disgusting to mention it once.

Mo Ran is not Xue Meng. Xue Meng was brought up with the best of care and nurture, with decent parents and a strict family education, so that he did not run amok with other children of the family. But what about Mo Ran?

A capricious and casual personality.

He grew up in a tile bar.

There was no father and the mother was a theater actress.

He was an unsupervised dog, who grew up to the age of fifteen, when his uncle brought him back from the mud puddle, with his hair and mud all over him.

Chu Wanning would be a fool to believe that he was innocent and a beautiful piece of jade.

However, Chu Wanning was still shocked to see Rong Beauty, the woman who had sex with Mo Ran back then.

Unable to chase Mo Ran away, he simply turned his head and closed his eyes and managed to detect the boundary himself.

He could not help but think of Rong Jiu's fair and delicate melon face, which was so soft to the touch, and the small pink mouth that Mo Ran must have kissed, and that waist, and that body, and he could not help but think of how Mo Ran was tangled with that pussy in bed, which was disgusting.

It's one thing to hear something and quite another to see it. When you see it, you can't help thinking about it, and the more you think about it, the more you can't stand it. Chu Wanning opened his eyes with a sudden flash of anger and he got up and pushed Mo Ran: "Get out."

"Master."

"Get out."

Mo Ran had no choice but to keep his head down and slowly make his way to the warehouse door.

When Rongjiu saw him coming, he was a little surprised.

"Yo, Mo Ran, what, got into a fight with your master?"

In his last life, he loved him because of his resemblance to Shi Mei, but in this life, when he was reborn, he had a grudge against him and wanted to make him uncomfortable.

But no matter what, the path taken is something that can never be restored, just like the marks scratched on the stakes. Mo Ran said, "Don't sit here, I want to be alone and keep watch, go somewhere else."

The entrance to the warehouse was most dangerous and Rongjiu was happy to leave.

But as he took two steps, he couldn't help but look back at Mo Ran again. He was suddenly a little curious to know how Mo Ran had died, and how it was strange that he seemed to have changed so much in temperament after not seeing him for a few years, as if he had suffered some major excitement.

His long eyelashes flickered as this wonderful man looked Mo Ran's back up and down, then suddenly he realized something was not quite right and looked again carefully before his eyes fell on the faint shadow at Mo Ran's feet

Rongjiu was stunned for a moment.