Chapter 43: This Seat is a Sacrifice

Before Ran could say anything, he heard a sharp, piercing voice behind him shout, "Make way, make way for me first."

It's the hamachi

The poor woman humped the heavy stone and crawled forward, as usual, to the pharmacy that was there, shouting, "I can't stand it! Come and help a doctor!"

A white-haired augur swims out but his tail is very different from the other augurs, with a golden body and a gorgeous lustre, his hair tied back with a simple clasp and hanging over his shoulders. His face is wrinkled, but his face is well shaped, his nose is straight, his lips are well curved, and his golden eyes are so smoky that you can imagine he would have been extremely handsome in his youth.

Mo Ran flinched.

It wasn't like this before. Where's the green auger?

The aged augur looked at them from a distance, but did not say anything, but came to the threshold, bent down and took off the stones humped by the shogun, piece by piece.

When the last stone was moved away, the illusion was broken, and the miserable fish suddenly exploded itself, splashing pus and blood everywhere and filling the place with mist. Almost at the same time, all the demons and ghosts in the marketplace froze, then their bodies went limp and pus flowed, all becoming foul-smelling blood in the lake.

The lake was instantly stained red, and as the blood became darker and darker, Mo Ran and Chu Wanning soon found it difficult to see anything in the distance, and then they could not see anything close at all, and finally they were so scarlet that they could hardly see their fingers.

Chu Wanning said, "Mo Ran."

Mo Ran understood him too well and didn't even need Chu Wanning to say anything else before he said, "Don't worry, Master, I'm here."

Chu Wanning didn't say much, or was too stupid to say anything, and after a moment's silence, he simply said, "Be careful."

In the blur of the blood, Mo Ran could not see the face of the man who would not change even if the sky fell, but it was easier to perceive the concern in his master's voice. He rarely felt the warmth of Chu Wanning's voice, but now he suddenly felt a warmth in his chest, and took the other man's hand even tighter, saying, "Yes."

They were so close together that they couldn't see each other, but they could feel each other's heartbeat and breath. Chu Wanning summons the Heavenly Question, and Mo Ran, whose spiritual power is now restored, follows suit and summons the Seeing Ghost.

Shortly after the two had called out their respective Shenwu, Mo Ran suddenly said, "Master, look over there."

Chu Wanning turned around, and at the entrance of the pharmacy where Mr. Jiao had just collected the stones, dozens of white spots of various sizes suddenly floated on the ground. The two of them went together and only when they got closer did they realise that the spots of light were indeed the stones left behind by the poor Okinawa.

The dozens of stones, neatly arranged in three rows by Mr. Jiao, each one emitting a soft glow.

Slowly, a figure gradually took shape in front of the stone, and it actually looked like the same white-haired augur from earlier.

Mo Ran tried to ask, "Who are you?"

The man does not reply; he looks at Chu Wanning, then at Mo Ran, then wordlessly raises his hand and points to the stone on the ground.

Mo Ran asks, "You want us to pick up this rock"

The white-haired augur nodded, then held out a finger.

"It means picking up a piece."

The white-haired augur nodded and shook his head, pointing to Mo Ran, then to Chu Wanning.

Mo Ran gets it: "Is it one person picking up a piece?"

This time the white-haired augur nodded vigorously and then stopped moving, staring at the two men with wide eyes.

Mo Ran asks, "Master, should I listen to him?"

"Just do what he says, there's no other way to do it for the time being anyway."

So they each chose a stone and picked it up, but no sooner had their fingertips touched it than there was a flash of light in front of their eyes, and heaven and earth spun as colourful hues rushed past. When everything came to a standstill, the endless blood red suddenly disappeared.

When they looked, they were transported to Shenwu Arsenal

"Master."

"Sifu, Mo Ran"

Xue Meng and Shi Mei are here, both surprised and delighted to see Chu Wanning, and they greet him. Chu Wanning was still slightly nauseous from the rapid spinning he had done, and he was still holding onto Mo Ran with one hand on his forehead.

In the lake of blood, Mo Ran and he clasped hands and never parted.

Chu Wanning's status meant that he rarely had the opportunity to be with Mo Ran, and most of the time, he could only stand a short distance away and watch his pupils get close to each other.

So the rare warmth of his palm makes him cherish it with a little caution

" Shi Mei "

Yet the warmth that is precious to him may be as light as a feather to another, perhaps not worth mentioning, or even more so, not even noticed.

The moment he saw Shi Mei, Mo Ran naturally let go of his hand.

Chu Wanning's fingertips twitched slightly, for a moment, as if trying to pull him in.

But for what reason?

He no longer has the courage to like others.

Don't want to lose even that little bit of pathetic pride.

It was so natural to see Mo Ran smiling so happily at Shi Mei, and to hug her and rub her hair.

Chu Wanning's fingertips hang down.

With a little blush, with a little embarrassment.

Fortunately.

The face is always light and accustomed, and the joy and sorrow grow less obvious.

Probably because he is old and stiff, his heart is a bit cold after a long spin in the teleportation array.

But luckily, there's still a little bit of heat in the fingertips.

With that remnant of warmth that would soon dissipate, he slowly stood up straight, putting his look and gaze in order and gathering himself.

"Master, are you alright? Why do you look so white?"

Chu Wanning nodded at Xue Meng and said, "No harm done."

After a pause, he asked, "You were also summoned by the shark"

Before Xue Meng could speak, a gurgling and bubbling sound was heard. Chu Wanning looked back and suddenly saw a half-blurred face, followed by a clatter from the boiling pool, and a twisted figure emerged.

This is not a mortal, or a living person, for no mortal could have survived soaking in the burning iron. This man, on the other hand, was clearly still breathing, although his flesh was charred and his bones were blurred. Four chains were chained around each of his limbs, holding him in the furnace in agony.

He slowly opened his eyes and bowed to the crowd, his eyes pleading, and begged them to gather at the Sword Casting Pond.

He could not speak, but not all he could do was to wave his arm, which was white and bony and hung with flesh and blood, and the iron water tumbling in the pool suddenly raised a small wave, which slowly twisted into several lines of ancient writing in the air.

Xue Meng said in amazement, "What is this word? Why can't you read any of it?"

Chu Wanning: "It is the ancient book of Cangjie, which has not yet been taught to you."

Mo Ran said, "So what does this say?"

Chu Wanning stepped forward to identify him and said, "He asked to be saved."

The Cangjie script is said to be a celestial script, which has been scattered around the world, and very few people know it, even a master like Chu Wanning cannot read all of it. Even a master of his generation like Chu Wanning could not read all of them, but the general content is still readable.

Chu Wanning looked at it for a moment and then slowly translated: "He said that he was the spirit of this willow tree. His name was Pinching Willow and he was brought to earth from the seventh heaven by Gouchen Shanggong when he was still a seedling. Afterwards, Gouchen abandoned the world for some unknown reason, and Pinching Willow was never seen again, nor did we know whether he was dead or alive."

"But with or without Gouchen Shanggong, Pinching Willow has been guarding Jin Chengchi and watching over Shenwu Arsenal for hundreds of thousands of years, just as he once commanded. Gradually, nourished by his aura, he took on a human form. Everything went on as usual until one day, when one day, Chu Wanning suddenly stopped and did not go on.

Mo Ran wondered, "What's wrong?"

"I don't recognize those three words. It seems to be a personal name." Chu Wanning said, raising his hand and tapping the intricate writing on the twisted plate, "Anyway, this man came to Jin Chengchi. He was so powerful and ruthless that he killed all the creatures in the pool and manipulated them with the Zhenlong chess game. Pinching Willow was not spared."

Mo Ran immediately said, "This man, it's probably the fake Gouchen."

Pinching Willow's eyes lit up when she heard him say that, and she immediately nodded her head twice along with him.

"That's a good guess." Mo Ran laughed a little embarrassed and scratched his head, "Haha, I can't believe I'm quite clever."

Chu Wanning gave him a faint look and continued.

"Fortunately, the other two sections of the willow that were once linked to it, Tianwen and Guijin, have both awakened. With their strength, Pinching Willow was able to regain consciousness for a while. Otherwise, I am afraid that it would have gone out of control and killed all of you."

"The three teenagers stared up at the spirit in the sword-casting pond, not knowing how to chew on its words.

Mo Ran said, "Elder Liu"

Xue Meng: "Senior Liu"

"What else do you call it, senior picker?" Mo Ran gave Xue Meng a blank look and continued, "Let me say something you might not like to hear. It's a bit hard to justify what you're saying."

Pinching Willow, who cannot speak but understands Mo Ran's words, turns his face away.

Mo Ran said, "First you said that you were under the spell of the false Gouchen, and then you said that your return to sanity was influenced by the aura of the awakening of the Heavenly Question and the Seeing Ghost. But the Seeing Ghost was given to me by the false Gouchen, doesn't he know what this will do"

Pinching Willow shakes his head and the words change in front of Chu Wanning's eyes.

"I am a tree seed of the divine realm, he does not know me well and does not know that Shenwu can influence my mind. In recent years, he has been seeking a way to renew my life because he is anxious that my life expectancy will end. I would rather die than to be a helper to the tiger, but unfortunately I am under the control of others and cannot help myself."

Chu Wanning read this and pondered slightly, "So he had Mo Ran come under the water, Mo Ran is the wood spirit essence, and the fake Gouchen's plan must be to combine Mo Ran and the spirit power of the Seeing Ghost into one and sacrifice it to you."

Pinching Willow nodded.

Mo Ran still wondered, "But the fake Gouchen said there were two wood spirits, and the Master was one of them, so why did he lock me up alone?"

Pinching Willow writes: "The young are always the best sacrifices, and those for tree spirits are even more so. In addition, the sacrifice must be fed and watered, and the seven passions and desires must be satisfied before the sacrifice is taken in a state of unconscious bliss. If this is not the case, the sacrifice will have regrets and if the grievance is too great, it will hasten my withering."

When he said that. Mo Ran instantly thought of the fox demon in the chamber that had turned into Chu Wanning.

It turned out that it was to satisfy his lust, just like fattening up a pig before killing it so that it tastes good.

In this way, it makes sense that he saw Chu Wanning and not Shi Mei. He loved and cherished Shi Mei, and did not dare to play with her. In terms of lust, his desire for Chu Wanning is indeed much stronger than Shi Mei's

When Chu Wanning saw Mo Ran's different expression, he thought he was worried and wanted to relieve him, so he asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"No, nothing."

Seeing Mo Ran blush, Chu Wanning was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realised and abruptly stopped talking, and after a long moment, turned his head away in some annoyance.

The boy was not in a state of distress, but he was remembering the so-called seven emotions and had started to think about them.

Chu Wanning flung his sleeves in anger, grimaced and whispered, "Shame on you."

Mo Ran :""

Fortunately, Chu Wanning doesn't know who is satisfying his lust in the fantasy world, and if he did, he would be so angry that he would flay him alive!

Suddenly, the ground of Shenwu Arsenal trembled violently and Xue Meng exclaimed, "What's going on?"