Chapter 149: Master, I can't stand up

Chu Wanning :""

Mo Ran :""

Almost hastily, Chu Wanning, with strength from nowhere, sprang to her feet, her lips trembling slightly, her face blue and white and red, as if she were extremely shocked and frightened.

The mighty Yu Heng, the elder, actually, surprisingly, really seemed to be intimidated.

Mo Ran's heart was in turmoil and he was very uneasy. He sat up, covering his chest, which had been kicked to the point of pain, and said cautiously, "Master."

Chu Wanning took a big step backwards as if his tail had been stepped on.

It was hard for him, even with his phoenix eyes, to keep them open.

Looks like a real shocker

Mo Ran laughed bitterly, "I'm sorry, I'm not me."

And yet I don't know what to say.

It was Chu Wanning who was in a state of shock, what am I? I'm not what Mo Ran is, how could I be reacting?

Then came the thought of that damn ranking list with the four words on it.

Never a mundane object

Chu Wanning's whole face turned red and when he saw Mo Ran trying to say something else, he jerked his hand up, "Stop it, you go back."

Mo Ran only thought he had upset him, so he didn't stay any longer. He endured the pain and got up, maintaining a half-kneeling posture as he rose, and whispered, "Master, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it."

"Chu Wanning looked at him with a complicated expression, as if he was thinking about many things, but in fact he was not thinking about anything, his mind was already stuck on the words "not a commonplace" and would not turn.

Mo Ran left and Chu Wanning stood in the same place for a long time.

The thin hairs of sweat on his arms stood up and his whole body looked a little dull and confused.

Suddenly, he remembered that a long time ago, when they went to Jin Chengchi to seek a sword, Mo Ran accidentally fell during the hot spring and touched himself by mistake, but the time of contact was so short that Chu Wanning was not sure if he felt wrong. It was not an illusion.

Although he knew it was normal for men to be aroused by what they saw in front of them, Chu Wanning didn't find himself attractive.

What is there to see here.

Confused, but the goosebumpy touch between my legs would not go away, so vivid and hideous was it, even through my clothes.

In the midst of all the tedious and confusing thoughts, a sudden thought came to him at an inopportune moment.

He couldn't help thinking that if such a flood of beasts were to come out of their cages, who would be able to stand it

Chu Wanning gritted his back teeth sombrely, but the flush on his face was hard to dissipate and the contents of his phoenix eyes were confused and messy.

Like a fever, wracked with hot fire.

After standing outside for a long time before returning to the room, Chu Wanning removed the bun, bit the hairband between her lips and teeth, raised her hand to re-gather her long hair and tied it tightly in a ponytail.

He sighed with relief and raised his eyes to look at himself in the bronze mirror.

The phoenix eyes are narrow, and when they are not smiling there is always something imposing and ruthless about them that is not pleasing to the eye.

The bridge of the nose is not too high, softly curved and not too vividly contoured to be pleasing to the eye.

Mouth

Never mind, the mouth is as thin, coldly coloured and warmless as the words that would come out of it, and certainly unappealing.

Who knows what kind of madness Mo Ran has gotten into to be that eager.

Chu Wanning had always been extremely conservative and stereotypical about love affairs, and knew very little about them, and even touching a book like that would make his fingers dirty.

It's just that.

After all, the male body doesn't always respond to lust, Yu Heng said, and perhaps it was just a coincidence.

The next day, Xue Zhengyong and Lady Wang stood in front of the mountain gate early, waiting for the other three men to arrive for the meeting. The first to arrive was Xue Meng, who usually wore the soft blue and silver armour of the top of death and life and always looked sharp.

But today he wore a flowing and stately ceremonial robe, and his hair was simply combed, with only a jasper hairpin, so his whole aura was somewhat different.

Seeing his parents, he was surprisingly a little embarrassed and tugged at the corner of his sleeve before saying, "Father, Mother."

Xue Zhengyong couldn't help but exclaim, " Xue Meng is so pretty, she is just like your mother."

Lady Wang dropped her beautiful eyes, about to blush a little at being complimented in this way by her husband.

She beckoned to Xue Meng and said, "Come, Xue Meng, come here."

When Xue Meng stood in front of her, she tilted her head and looked at him for a moment, her eyes seemingly filled with the passage of time, and after a long time, she sighed softly: "This dress suits you, it makes your skin look white, very nice."

Xue Meng then laughed: "It's not because my mother was born well."

"You're just as poor-mouthed as your father." Mrs. Wang said, a little emotional, "It's been more than twenty years now."

Xue Meng seemed to anticipate what she was going to say next and suddenly her smile faltered and she took a half step back.

But what's the point of this half-step, it still doesn't escape my mother's chanting.

As expected, the next moment Madame Wang took him by the hand and said, "Xue Meng, today we are going to the School of Confucianism to congratulate the son of Nangong.

"Mother, I don't want to have a family yet I don't like anyone," Xue Meng cooed.

"Mother knows that you don't have anyone you like, so this time, you have to keep an eye out for girls from other families. You don't have to be rich and beautiful, as long as she's nice and you like her, then I'm sure I'll make good arrangements for you and find someone to match you."

Xue Meng's face reddens: "How can Mother think of matchmaking when there's not even the first word?"

"Mother just mentioned it too."

"But I don't see anyone, Mother, just say Upper Fairy World, all the women we've seen are not as good looking as me, if I marry them, I'll be at a disadvantage. Xue Meng's head shook like a rattle and suddenly she had an idea and said, "Besides, why are you only pushing me, Mo Ran is a year older than me, why don't you worry about him and my master?"

"Yu Heng, the elder, is a man of what realm, and you are compared to him? I can't even tie you to the wedding."

Xue Zhengyong, however, pondered for a while and said, "But I think Xue Meng has a good point, and last time I mentioned the daoist couple to Yu Heng."

"Ah" Xue Meng was surprised to hear this, "Father you mentioned such things to the Master and he didn't turn against you"

"Flipped out." Xue Zhengyong smiled bitterly, "Threw me out."

Madame Wang: ""

Xue Meng laughed loudly, "I told you, my master is a Taoist deity, not a god, but a heavenly deity.

Xue Zhengyong sighed, obviously still reluctant, and was about to argue further with her son when suddenly Madam Wang covered her mouth with her sleeve and whispered, "Husband, no more talk, Elder Yu Heng is here."

In the morning mist, Chu Wanning walks slowly on the wet stone floor, his robe wide and his sleeves fluttering.

He was wearing a robe of embroidered heliotrope, the body of the robe was a proper moon white colour, the edge of the robe was embossed with gold threads, which faintly flowed in the sunlight as he moved with his steps, and his hair was bound with a white jade hairpin, the end of which was inlaid with a plum blossom carved from a ruby.

At that moment, Xue Zhengyong was suddenly a little powerless, his mouth opened and closed.

Xue Meng was right, he thought.

What kind of woman must be next to such a man, so that his glory is not obliterated and his aura is not overshadowed?

The God of Heaven walked to the mortal world, stood in front of the mountain gate, frowned and looked at Xue Zhengyong for a moment.

"Your Holiness."

"Haha, Yu Heng ah, the clothes fit quite well."

Chu Wanning raised his hand and an intricately threaded and shaped incense bag waved in mid-air as he said, "This one, which came with the ceremonial robe, is not quite the same as the usual ones."

"Ah, that's according to Linyi's rope art, why?"

The Daoist Master of the Heavenly Gods, who stands tall and unrivalled, frowned slightly on his sword as he said, "It's too difficult, I can't tie it, please enlighten me, Your Holiness."

Xue Zhengyong :""

He taught Chu Wanning three times, but Chu Wanning still could not get around the knot, so he simply gave up. Xue Meng could not stand it and volunteered to help his master tie the incense bag.

Xue Zhengyong was beside himself again, thinking, "My God, wouldn't such a man really end up dying without a partner, unable to take care of himself?

After a while, Mo Ran arrived, not looking well, he had been kicked too hard by Chu Wanning yesterday and was too embarrassed to seek medical attention, people would surely ask him who had kicked him and he couldn't say he had been kicked for flirting with Elder Yu Heng

I had to meditate on my own to heal, and it was only now that I was finally feeling better and not so sore in my chest that I could hardly breathe.

But then he saw Chu Wanning, standing beside Xue Zhengyong, quietly waiting for him. The man was dressed in a formal suit of moon white embroidered with gold silk, his collar pressed high, a handsome man who was both ascetic and dignified.

Mo Ran's chest felt like it was moving, and the breath that had been straightened out seemed to go off again, and she couldn't catch her breath again.

"Ahem."

It was killing him, he liked a man he could never like and he vowed never to touch again.

The old ghost, reborn in two lives, is really like a young man in his early twenties, young and impulsive, hot-blooded, and will feel that the world is in turmoil and the wind is rising just because of a look from the person he loves, a change of clothes, from then on, happiness is related to him, sadness is related to him, heartbeat is related to him, breath is related to him, even the moonlight shining into the window, an ant walking alone in the moonlight, the vein that attracts the ant The pistil that attracts the ant is all related to that person.

He felt tormented and suffocated in such fondness.

For every flower and leaf is his, but he cannot get it and cannot pluck it.

Shit, the earth is making things difficult for him at every turn.

Leaving the affairs of the sect in the hands of the elder Greedy Wolf, Xue Zhengyong took the invitation and set off with his wife and son.

When Chu Wanning travels, he always takes a carriage as long as he is not in a hurry, and this time was no exception. The group took a leisurely journey along the official road to Linyi, playing with the mountains and helping to get rid of the small demons and monsters they encountered along the way.

It took them about ten days to reach Dai City.

Xue Zhengyong took Madame Wang to buy rouge first, but Xue Meng was too tired to follow them, so she and Chu Wanning found a tea stall and waited for their parents to return.

When they return to their old haunts, all three of them are a little emotional.

Xue Meng said, "It's a pity Shi Mei is not here, otherwise it would be exactly the same as six years ago when we were seeking the sword and we could still go to the top of Xuyin Mountain for some fun."

Mo Ran laughed, "You're not afraid that the fake Gouchen will still be there, see you coming and drag you into the bottom of the lake to catch up."

Speaking of fake Gouchen, Chu Wanning frowned: "He doesn't seem to have done anything in the last five years."

Mo Ran said, "I don't know, there's been a few big messes, all unsolved, with Shenwu, I suspect him but there's no proof."

Xue Meng played with the cup in his hand, looked at Mo Ran and said, "I don't think those unsolved cases have anything to do with him. Think about it, a few years ago he went to great lengths to find the essence spirit body, and since you are the wood spirit essence, he whisked you away to harm you, so he should be looking for a person, not a weapon."

Chu Wanning mused, "But there has been no continuous disappearance of living people in those five years."

Mo Ran raised his hand on his cheek and said, "I didn't encounter any sieges or traps either. But it could be that I've been moving around a lot in the last five years and he doesn't know where I am."

The three of them were silent and thoughtful until the lady brought their tea and dried fruit, then Xue Meng scratched her head and said, "Do you think he did too much bad deeds and burned himself to death?"

""

"Don't look at me like that, don't all evil spells usually tend to backfire or something." Xue Meng cooed, "Why else would he not have made any big moves after five years"

Mo Ran suddenly said, "There is one possibility."

"What."

"You see, the Master hasn't done anything in the last five years either."

Mo Ran was only halfway through his sentence when Xue Meng hit him with his chopsticks: "What do you mean? You suspect that the fake Gouchen is the master."

"Can you wait for me to finish." Mo Ran said helplessly, "I'm using an analogy, I'm thinking that if those Shenwu thefts are not related to the fake Gouchen, then he really hasn't done anything significant in five years. So is it possible that he was like the Master, that for some reason, like being injured or something, he had to stay somewhere and couldn't come out."

As he spoke, something suddenly occurred to him and he was suddenly struck.

"Master."

"What"

Mo Ran shook her head first, as if not believing this thought of hers, but hesitated for a moment before mumbling out four words, " Master Huai Zui"

In those five years, the other masters didn't know it, but apparently there was one man who, like Chu Wanning, was stuck in the red lotus watering hole and never left.

Maestro Huai Zui.

Mo Ran did not know what kind of feelings Master Chu had for Huai Zui, so he did not dare to take the risk.

Chu Wanning said, "Don't think about it, it can't be him."

He said this lightly, but without any hesitation.

Mo Ran nodded immediately, and since Chu Wanning was reluctant to talk about his youthful studies under Huai Zui, he would not be forced to ask more questions.

He then continued to ponder, "So, are there any other masters that have never shown up in five years"

"Jiang Xi, the head of Lonely Moonlit." Xue Meng said, "At the Lingshan Mountain conference, all the leaders were present, except for him, who claimed to be sick and rarely showed up."

Mo Ran laughed: "That's your mother's brother, isn't it? You suspect him."

Chu Wanning said, "Jiang Xi thought highly of himself and was never willing to let Lonely Moonlit fall under the Confucianism School, so since Nan Gongliu became the head of the Ten Schools, he has not gone to any meetings, and not just these five years. "

"Then there's nothing." Xue Meng said, "Alas, forget it, let's not think about it, there are so few clues, it hurts my brain to think about it."

It was late and the five of them were ready to find a place to stay in Dai City.

Xue Meng said, "I know an inn that is particularly nice and has hot spring pools to soak in."

Mo Ran :""

He knew with his toes which house Xue Meng was talking about, the one they had stayed at as teenagers.

He also fell head over heels into Chu Wanning's arms during a spa day

He coughed lightly at the thought and silently turned his face away, not wanting the subtle blush and anticipation in his eyes to be noticed, but his heart was beating uncontrollably fast.

Xue Meng is a man who always exaggerates a bit. He is so desperate to praise what he likes that he can't even see the stains, and he is so desperate to step on what he doesn't like that he won't give it a chance to turn around. What do you think?"

Mo Ran coughed twice more, not daring to look directly at his uncle: "It's not bad."

"Then let's go and live." Xue Zhengyong clapped his hands on it. Mo Ran's palms then sweat, her fingertips curling slightly from the stirring inside her.

He bowed his head and gave a seemingly tame and gentle "mmm". But in his mind he was wondering if he could take a bath with his master again, just like he had done back then.

He couldn't help but recall Chu Wanning's long, handsome body in the watery haze, its lines harsh and taut and full of invasive tension.

But can he really hold back if he's actually in the bath with Chu Wanning in a steamy haze?

After discussing where to go, everyone else had already gotten up, and Xue Meng, having finished the peanuts in his hand, also patted the crumbs and stood up, turning his head to look at his cousin who was still sitting in the same place, looking a bit puzzled.

"What's wrong, let's go."

Mo Ran's expression was a little subtle, and I don't know if it was the sunset, but his handsome face seemed a little flushed.

He reached out and poured himself another cup of tea, insisting that he refused to stand up but continued to sit somewhat awkwardly, coughing lightly a few times and saying, "It's a waste to order so much and not even finish it, you guys go first, I know the way, I'll come over after I finish my tea."