Chapter 53: My cousin is like a retard

"Of course, we all have to be called by our nicknames, the sky is the limit." Xue Meng looked excited and enthusiastically introduced himself to Chu Wanning, "I see that you are not too old, you must not be more than five years old, you are new to the Peak of Death and Life, you are not familiar with everyone yet, once you are familiar with them you will know that almost all the twenty elders here have nicknames among the disciples."

"Oh." Chu Wanning gave him a rather thoughtful look, "Like what?"

"That's something to talk about. But it's getting late and I'm a bit hungry. I thank you for your advice today, so let me take you down the hill for a snack while we eat."

Chu Wanning looked down and thought about it and smiled, "Well, yeah."

Xue Meng put away Dragoncity and took Chu Wanning's hand, and the two of them walked up the long stone steps between the bamboo and the shrunken Master towards the mountain gate.

"Little brother, what is your name?" Xue Meng asked as he walked.

Chu Wanning calmly replied, "My surname is Xia."

"Summer what?"

" Xia Sini ."

Xue Meng, unaware of the implications, asked happily, "That's good, it sounds good. Which two words are they?"

Chu Wanning gave him a sidelong glance as if he were a fool: "Si as in "Szeto", and "Xia Sini" as in "Adversary". Xia Sini."

"Oh oh." Xue Meng smiled again and asked, "So how old are you? I guessed right before, are you not more than five?"

"" Chu Wanning's face was dark, but fortunately Xue Meng was watching the road, not looking at his face, otherwise he would have been shocked, "No, young master guessed wrong. I'm six years old."

Xue Meng said, "Then you are really gifted, although you are not as good as I was back then. But with a little training, you will be a great student. Why don't you stop studying under Xuan Ji and call me senior brother, and I will ask my master to accept you as his disciple?

Chu Wanning tried his best not to roll his eyes, "What did you want me to call you?"

"Brother." Xue Meng smiled and bent down, flicking Chu Wanning's forehead, "This opportunity is not anyone's to have."

Chu Wanning's expression was mixed: ""

"What's the matter, too happy to speak?"

Chu Wanning :""

The two were walking along laughing and joking, or at least Xue Meng thought they were walking 'laughing and joking'. Suddenly a voice came from behind them, ending a conversation that could have killed Xue Meng.

"Well Moe, what are you doing here?"

Who else in the whole world would be guilty of calling Xue Meng a mongoloid? Xue Meng hadn't even turned his head, and his mouth was already cursing.

" Mo Ran you dog, if you call me that again, I'll pull your tongue out."

When he turned around, he saw Mo Ran, dressed in light clothes, standing under the bright moon, grinning at the two of them. He was about to tease Xue Meng again when he suddenly noticed a beautiful child standing beside her.

Xue Meng pulled Chu Wanning behind her and scowled at Mo Ran: "What do you care?"

"No, no, no, don't hide." Mo Ran went around and grabbed Xue Meng's hand and dragged Chu Wanning out again, squatting down to take a closer look before suddenly giggling and murmuring, "This child looks so familiar."

Chu Wanning was alerted: ""

"It always seems like I've seen it somewhere before."

Chu Wanning said that it was not good, if his identity was discovered, then he would still have the face to be a man in the future.

"Don't go," Mo Ran grinned, pulling him to a halt, reaching out and running a finger across Chu Wanning's nose, whispering slowly, "Come on, little brother, tell your brother your name."

The bridge of his nose straightened up as he touched it, and Chu Wanning stepped back, embarrassed and vindicated.

Mo Ran thought he was scared and laughed loudly, saying, "Why are you hiding? Be a good boy and tell me if your surname is Xue."

Xue Meng :""

Mo Ran pointed at Xue Meng and smilingly asked Chu Wanning, "This man, is he your daddy? You have to tell the truth so that brother will love you and buy you candy."

"You are sick, Mo Weiyu," Xue Meng exploded, his face turning red, his prickly hair standing on end as he bellowed, "You, you, you, what the hell are you thinking you, you nasty you, you dirty you, you, you shameless"

Chu Wanning was also speechless for a moment, but a little relieved: "My surname is Xia, and I am a disciple under Elder Xuan Ji, Xia Sini."

"Scare the hell out of you." Mo Ran curled his eyes with a smile, he wasn't stupid and picked up on the meaning of the name as soon as he heard it, "Haha, something."

""

"You're sick," Xue Meng said angrily, pushing Mo Ran away, "He's a new friend I made, not you. We're going to have a snack, so get out of my way."

"Oh." Mo Ran moved out of the way. But quickly put his hands behind his head again and wandered after them with a grin.

Xue Meng yelled down at him, "What are you doing?"

"I'm going down for a snack too." Mo Ran said innocently, "No?"

Xue Meng :""

Wuchang Town.

Since the opening of the sect at the top of the Dead Life, this town, originally haunted by ghosts, has gradually regained its former peace and is now even a bit more lively.

By now the night market has opened and Xue Meng and his group walk among the stalls, find a shop selling antique jars and sit at a low wooden table in the open air.

The "antique soup" is cooked in a copper kettle set over a roaring charcoal pot. The fire is kept going while the soup is cooked in the kettle, which is often heavily spiced and spicy, and the table is full of raw ingredients, so you can throw in whatever you want to eat. It is named "antique jelly" because of the "thud" sound it makes when food is dropped into the boiling water.

It's a famous dish in Sichuan, but Chu Wanning only eats clear soup without spices, and he doesn't eat spicy food, which makes him choke.

Xue Meng was born in Shu and Mo Ran grew up in Xiangtan, so they were both accustomed to spicy food and naturally felt that "Xia Sini" could eat spicy food.

When he sat down to order, Xue Meng familiarly ordered several dishes and added: "You should put more peppercorns in the soup, and you should put enough red oil."

Chu Wanning, however, suddenly tugged on his sleeve and said quietly, "I'll have the mandarin duck."

"What?" Xue Meng thought she had misheard.

Chu Wanning grimaced: "I'll have the mandarin duck pot, half spicy and half not."

Xue Meng: "You are not from Shu"

"Hmm."

"Ah." Xue Meng nodded with a look of understanding, but also a little surprised, looked at Chu Wanning twice and said, "So you're so young and far from home, it's really, well, forget it." He sighed and turned to waiter and said, "Okay, let's have a mandarin duck pot."

Chu Wanning somehow detected a hint of resignation in Xue Meng's tone.

He then realised that it wasn't just a hallucination, but that Xue Meng was genuinely upset and was chattering while waiting for his food: "Brother, since you've come to Middle Shu Area, you have to learn to eat spicy food. If you don't eat spicy food, you won't be able to get along with others. Do you know that you can't speak Sichuanese, but you can't eat chillies? By the way, where are you from?"

Chu Wanning said, "Lin'an."

"Oh." Xue Meng thought about it, feeling unfamiliar with that piece of Jiangnan water township, and biting into her chopsticks and asking with squinted eyes, "So where you come from, do you eat rabbit heads"

Before Chu Wanning could answer, Mo Ran was beside himself with a grin and said, "Of course I don't eat it."

Xue Meng glared at him, and Chu Wanning also looked at him.

Mo Ran, with one foot on the bench and her elbow on her knee, fluently twirling the chopsticks in her hand, smiled crookedly at the sight, "Why are you looking at me like that, you're not going to eat?"

Xue Meng turned to Chu Wanning and asked, "Are you sure you don't want to eat?"

"Hmm."

Xue Meng glares at Mo Ran again: "How do you know you've been to Lin'an?"

"No, I haven't." Mo Ran made a face, "But brother Xia and our master are from the same town, you don't even know that master doesn't eat rabbit's head? When he takes cold dishes in Mengpo Court, he either takes small onions with bean curd or cinnamon candy roots, don't believe me, next time pay attention to it."

Chu Wanning :""

"Ah, I haven't been paying attention, since the last time I saw Master's breakfast, I don't dare to glance at his plate anymore, it's really scary." Xue Meng rubbed his chin, slowly showing a kind of disgusted expression, "Master's taste is really unspeakable. You know what he actually eats salted bean flowers."

Chu Wanning :""

Saying this Xue Meng actually looked back at him and said in a serious tone, "Little Brother, you must not follow Elder Yu Heng's example, no one will want to eat with you in the future. Remember, eat up the rabbit's head and the chillies, and when you eat douhua in the morning, never pour sauce into it."

"There's also nori and dried shrimp." Mo Ran added.

"Yes, and dried seaweed and shrimps." Xue Meng, in a rare instance, makes common cause with Mo Ran, "It's unbearable."

Chu Wanning gave the two idiots a look and said, expressionlessly, "Oh."

The dishes were soon all served, the frozen bamboo shoots were crisp, the greens were green, the tofu was crystal clear, the fish was tender, the lamb was sliced into cicada-thin rolls and neatly arranged on white porcelain plates, the crispy meat was fried golden and crispy and sprinkled with cumin and peppercorns, a jug of freshly grated soy milk sat on the edge of the table, and the short table was crunched and rattled.

The friendship is made up of a meal, not to mention the hot antique soup. Three or two rounds of fatty lamb are shaken in the pot, and a couple of bean curd are added to the stomach.

Xue Meng's chopsticks rummaged through the spicy oil soup, "Hey, hey, where's the brain I threw down?"

"Your brain is resting on your neck, isn't it?" Mo Ran laughed.

"I'm talking about pig brains."

Mo Ran bit into his chopsticks and smiled wickedly, "Yeah, I'm talking about pig brains too."

"Don't you dare curse me, son of a bitch."

"Hey your brain is coming up to the surface eat it eat it eat it"

Xue Meng got excited and got caught in his trap, shouting, "Get your paws off me, it's my brain."

Chu Wanning sits on a small bench, clutching a porcelain pot of sweetened soy milk, sipping on it as he idly surveys the two childish kids next to him. He is in no hurry, as half the contents of the soup pot are his anyway.

When he finished the milk, the boy licked his lips with a smile, and Mo Ran saw it and asked him, "Little brother likes this."

Chu Wanning took a moment to digest the name "Little Brother", and after silently estimating the possibility of getting rid of it, he found that there was almost no chance of getting rid of it, so he had to say dryly.

"Well, it's not bad."

Mo Ran then turned his head and said, " Waiter, bring another can of this soy milk for my brother."

Chu Wanning then drank a second can to his heart's content.

He has a natural sweet tooth, but previously he ate too many pastries and developed a cavity that Elder Wolf had to work hard to fix. After that, Chu Wanning was too embarrassed to eat much at all.

The fact that he is now in the form of a child makes it easier for him to eat his dessert.

Mo Ran watched him eat and said, "You have the same taste as your master."

Chu Wanning choked for a moment, but his face remained calm and unmoving: "Brother means Elder Yu Heng."

"Yeah." Mo Ran nodded with a smile and pushed a plate of steamers over to Chu Wanning, "Come and try this. I think you'll like it too."

Chu Wanning took a small bite from the bamboo steamer and the soft, white skin peeked out, while the hot bean paste filling inside was soft and sweet.

"Is it good?"

Chu Wanning took another bite, before nodding, "Mmm."

Mo Ran laughed and said, "Then you should eat more."

Chu Wanning suddenly remembered the previous conversation, he pretended to be unconcerned, and after finishing the fourth leafy boba, he asked Xue Meng: " young master, you told me earlier on the mountain that every elder has a nickname, since my master, Elder Xuan Ji, is called the Ragged King, I wonder what Elder Yu Heng's nickname is. Since my master, Elder Xuan Ji, is called the Ragged King, do you know what Elder Yu Heng's nickname is?"