Chapter 183: Master, I've Quit Being Spicy

There was no one around, so Mo Ran took him and led him to the alleyway behind Mengpo Court, which was so small that once he was inside, there wasn't much room left for another Mo Ran to stand.

Chu Wanning, tucked in his peach, glared at him.

It was probably the continuous restraint that had finally made this man of blood and vigour a little agitated, his chest heaving slightly, his dark eyes gazing brightly at Chu Wanning, suddenly reaching out and taking him in his arms.

"My Peaches"

Too late, the full, watery fruit is knocked off and rolls bolt upright into a corner, no longer moving.

"Master." The man's hot breath lingered in his ears, so tormented, so eager, but his tone was still clear, the hotness floating with a sense of patience, his voice slightly scorched by the fire of desire, but still he did not move any further.

He just embraced him, holding him in his arms, low and raspy.

"I'm so uncomfortable."

Chu Wanning's eyes widened suddenly: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Mo Ran is stunned, then smiles as he catches Chu Wanning's hand trying to check his forehead temperature, brings it to his lips and kisses it.

Chu Wanning frowned anxiously and said, "You have to go to Elder Greedy Wolf when you are sick."

"It's no use looking at that winter pickle." Mo Ran said helplessly, "It's only good to look at the chard."

Chu Wanning now reacted, his face instantly tense with annoyance, "Who are you calling a cabbage?"

Mo Ran just laughed: "I was wrong."

After a pause, he gazed again at Chu Wanning with those moist, dark eyes.

"But Master, I miss you."

Chu Wanning was being held by him, and being looked at by such a pair of eyes, the anger of being called "little cabbage" had nowhere to vent, but became a thin red at the tip of her ears. Only after a long time did she say, "We were eating at the same table."

"None of this counts."

""

"Master, I just want to spend more time with you, every time you finish eating, you walk away by yourself, walking in the crowd, I can't even touch you"

There was some weak aggravation in the man's vocal voice.

"Stay with me for a long time and don't go back."

Chu Wanning's cheeks grew hotter and hotter as he read, and his heart was in turmoil, not to mention the fact that his breath was so hot, so majestic, so eager, that he was held so tightly in his arms that, in the end, he couldn't say a word.

Mo Ran murmured, "Master, let me hold you a little longer"

It is not easy for the two of them to be alone naturally at the top of the Dead and the Living. The number of visits from various sects has increased significantly over the past few days, and Chu Wanning is often dragged away by Xue Zhengyong for advice, so there is even less time for them to get together.

It was so easy to sit close to each other during meals, but they always had to worry about the bustling crowd around them, fearing that if they were not careful, a sharp-eyed disciple might see something different.

After so much restraint, it's no wonder Mo Ran can't stand it.

As the evening wore on, more and more people came out of Mengpo Court, and a group of giggling and joking women walked past the alleyway, accidentally bumping into the fire-light mice kept by Elder Xuan Ji, the little mice with their tails on fire squeaking and scurrying, causing the crowd to laugh.

"Get out."

"One more moment."

"It's time for someone to come later, get out."

Chu Wanning was a man who was so used to being clean that he could not be confused, even if he was confused, without giving him a real show. Mo Ran sighed and, as he wished, released his arms from his grip and Chu Wanning immediately walked out of the dark, narrow alleyway and then looked back at him.

"What's the point of staying there?"

Mo Ran coughed lightly, seemingly embarrassed, and he said, "Go ahead, Master, I'll stand for a while."

Chu Wanning was puzzled and was about to say something when he caught a glimpse of Mo Ran's handsome, wheat-coloured face that seemed to flush a little, and his dark eyes twinkled a little, like stars in a clear night sky. He suddenly realised what was going on and moved his gaze downwards unconsciously, and when he saw a certain spot, his ears perked up and he blushed as if he had been stung by a scorpion.

Even though Mo Ran was a tamed wolf, the blood in his bones was getting stronger and stronger, and there was a sense of a storm coming. Every day, during his morning practice and evening retreat, he stared at Elder Yu Heng on the high platform, and the desire in his eyes could not be restrained, and it became more obvious every day.

When you are infatuated with someone, you can't hide your love even if you make every effort to do so.

Sometimes Xue Meng is startled when he accidentally catches a glimpse of Mo Ran's eyes. He looks at Mo Ran and then at Chu Wanning, but the more he looks at them, the more confused he becomes, not knowing what emotions are flashing in Mo Ran's eyes.

Xue Meng only subconsciously felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't say what was uncomfortable.

One day during morning practice, Xue Meng called out to Mo Ran in a low voice when no one was around: "Hey, let me ask you something."

"What is it?"

"Is the Master ill?"

Mo Ran was shocked: "How can you say that? I don't know what's wrong with the Master."

"You don't know." Xue Meng rubbed his chin, "Strange, then why are you always looking at him lately and always looking so caring."

""At Xue Meng's words, Mo Ran understood, he coughed lightly and lowered his eyes, "What are you thinking about, don't curse your master."

"I didn't curse him." There was a pause, then a murmur, "Then what are you doing staring at him all the time"

"You're looking at it the wrong way."

"I'm not blind."

"You're blind."

"If I'm blind, you're a dog."

The two men in their twenties were arguing in a childish manner when Chu Wanning heard a disturbance on the platform and looked down at them. Mo Ran and he had been fighting for a while when they suddenly relaxed their strength and withdrew their hands without warning.

Xue Meng was so hard that she lost Mo Ran's hold and fell on top of him with a clang.

Mo Ran slapped his leg and laughed: "Hahahahaha."

Xue Meng was furious and ignored the quiet atmosphere around her, saying in a loud voice, "Shame on you, you're shaming me."

"Mo Weiyu, Xue Meng." Seeing that his disciple was about to disgrace himself again, Chu Wanning was a little angry, raising his phoenix eyes and frowning with his sword, he said in a low voice, "Go outside to fight, don't disturb the people here."

"Yes, Master." Mo Ran immediately steadied.

Xue Meng also reluctantly stopped talking. But he was still a bit angry, feeling a bit humiliated by the fall he had just made, so he thought about it, cut a small piece of paper, wrote some big words on it, balled it up and threw it at Mo Ran's desk.

"Snapped."

Unexpectedly the ball of paper was dropped overhead and a slender, white, greasy hand picked it up off the spread page. Shi Mei, puzzled, unfolded the crumpled paper and took a look at the writing on it.

"You're just staring are you up to something do you want the master to pass on your unique heart technique"

A dog is also depicted below, heavily marked with a black cross.

Shi Mei :""

After the morning retreat, Xue Zhengyong found Chu Wanning and told him that Linyi's investigation had confirmed that no more people would be able to live there for five years due to the fire, so all the stragglers from Upper Fairy World would now need to be resettled in the village at the top of the Dead.

"The ones I brought back, I've already started getting help to settle in Wuchang Town, Fenghe Town and Baishui Village. And the ones you and Mo Ran brought back." Xue Zhengyong said, "Wuchang Town can't accommodate that many people, so let's take half of them to Yuliang Village, where there's also a shortage of young people."

Chu Wanning said, "It's really appropriate to put it in Yuliang Village."

Xue Zhengyong nodded: "Yuliang is not far away, so you should go early. There are many people to be settled, and Xue Meng is not sure about the food and oil.

Chu Wanning said, "Good."

For the villagers of Yuliang Village, Chu Wanning and Mo Ran are old acquaintances, and the village chief had received news of Xue Zhengyong two days ago, so he waited at the village gate early in the morning for the arrival of Your Mightiness at the top of the dead. The Ling girl was there, too, and she had grown more and more beautiful after a long absence, and when she saw Mo Ran, she went to greet him.

Mo Ran was a little surprised but smiled: "The girl didn't go to Upper Fairy World "

"I'm glad I didn't. If I'd gone to Linyi, I wouldn't have been able to live." Ling patted her full chest. Ling patted her full chest, "I'll stay at Lower Fairy World for now, the village is getting better these days. I'm not going, I'm not going."

"Yeah." someone heard her say. Someone else heard her and echoed her words, "Everything turns around. With Master Xue around, maybe in another ten or twenty years, people from Upper Fairy World will be eager to come our way."

Shi Mei said gently, "Lower Fairy World has been suffering for a hundred years, but as the saying goes, there is a river on the other side and an ocean on the other side, so we are not the only ones suffering all the time.

Mo Ran also took a jar and was surprised to find the Lonely Moonlit snake crest on it: "This is medicine made by the hands of the Cold Scale Sage."

"Well, the other day, Master Jiang sent someone to send it to me."

When Chu Wanning heard this, he said, " Jiang Xi is better at sending things than the Fire Brilliant Pavilion, the Middle Shu Area is full of ghosts and evil spirits, and what it lacks most is elixirs, so when these are sent, Your Holiness is all smiles."

"No." Ran Mo muttered, "And all the pills are made by the Cold Scale Sage's hands, to exaggerate, it's not even a matter of living dead people's flesh and bones, alas"

"The second half of the sentence was left unsaid, and Jiang Xi is really rich.

At Xuanyuan Court, Chu Wanning bought only a few bottles of tapir scented dew, but the price was 2.5 million.

Mo Ran silently put the jar back into his pouch and sighed, thinking to himself that the Confucianism School was indeed finished, but the next to emerge was obviously Lonely Moonlit, not the top of death and life, and that it would take another hundred years for Lower Fairy World to rise.

After a busy day, in the evening the old Linyi people were fed, clothed and cleaned up, and the three were ready to leave.

The village's ancestral shrine always hosts important events, such as the New Year's Eve dinner and the New Year's Eve opera, both of which are held in the shrine or in the courtyard outside the shrine. On this day, many former residents of Upper Fairy World came to stay in Yuliang Village for a long time, so the village people prepared a banquet of more than 30 tables, cooked sheep and cattle, and boiled rice and noodles to entertain the crowd.

The village chief actually remembered that Chu Wanning does not eat spicy food, so he arranged a light table and invited Elder Yu Heng and Linyi, who are not used to spicy food, to be seated.

All of them had been rescued by Mo Ran and Chu Wanning and had known the icy Your Mightiness since their time on Feihua Island, but the table was very nervous about sitting with him at dinner. They couldn't get up and change places out of courtesy, so the meal was awkward, with the other tables laughing and drinking, but this one just sulking and moving their chopsticks silently.

Mo Ran is a good cook, helping out in the kitchen, waiting for the last course to be served before he emerges from the back of the kitchen, his honey-coloured face blotted with a fine sweat, his eyes bright, his nose straight, a handsome figure that stands out in a crowd.

"Here are the buns in soup" the lady held up a large torch piled high with small steamers, her voice roaring loudly, "at every table, at every table, twelve at each table, six with fresh meat from capers and six with fresh meat from shiitake mushrooms, eat them while they are hot"

Mo Ran just smiled and helped the lady pass the dumplings from table to table.

"Thanks Mo Ran"

"Thank You Your Mightiness"

Some children who knew Mo Ran well even yelled out, "Thank you, Brother Weiyu."

Ling's gaze circled around him and could not be moved, even though she knew that this man did not like her and would not like her, she could not restrain herself from looking at him

Heck, it's always okay to look anyway.

"Thank you Mo Ran ." Delivered to her table, her vermilion lips were like a dotted violet as she softly thanked them.

Mo Ran smiled at her, a bright smile that was not evasive or vaguely ambiguous, which made Ling, who had been trying to steal a glance, blush and bow her head.

The last two tables were left to be delivered, one with Chu Wanning and the other with Shi Mei, who had different tastes and therefore did not sit together, Mo Ran delivered to Chu Wanning's table first and Chu Wanning frowned, "Stop busying yourself, the food is getting cold."

When Shi Mei's table was served again, Shi Mei laughed and said, "Mo Ran is really handy, thank you."

"Haha, okay, just helping the older lady out a bit."

Shi Mei thought he was going to get a bowl, so she vacated some empty benches and said, "Sit here, I asked for an extra bowl at this table.

Mo Ran froze for a moment, then scratched his head and laughed, "I'll sit at the Master's table."

"Since when don't you eat spicy over there it's all about not eating spicy before you go."

"Quit." Mo Ran said.

Shi Mei was silent for a long time, the bottom of her eyes were dark, but she suddenly smiled: "I've heard of people quitting drinking water, quitting tobacco and leaves, but I've never heard of anyone quitting chilli."

"It's not really quitting, it's been so long since I ate it that I don't want to." Mo Ran waved his hand at Mei and ran towards the kitchen with a smile, "Get the bowls, sit down and eat, the soup buns will get cold if you don't eat them."