Chapter 71: This seat is wronged

Mo Ran's face went pale, and incredulously he summoned the weapon he had just gathered, watching a cluster of fire light up in his palm as the Seeing Ghost was summoned and lay in his hand.

In comparison, the weapon that had killed 18, except for the lack of a grip, was identical to the Ghost, as if it had been strangled from the Ghost.

Before he could ponder, footsteps approached from afar, coming at a great speed. Chu Wanning, calmer than Mo Ran, pondered for a moment before his gaze snapped to attention: "Mo Ran, put the ghosts away first."

"What."

It's too late.

A group of people had swept up to the entrance of the Cave of Trials, including Feathermen, practitioners from various sects training at Peach Blossom Yard, and even Xue Meng, Ye Xijun and Shi Mei. It seemed that someone had sensed something strange in the Cave of Trials and gathered almost everyone to come here.

So when they arrived, they saw 18 dead outside the cave, strangled with willow vine around their necks, squeezed into the flesh. Mo Ran and a half-grown boy were in a terrible state, having obviously been in a terrible fight, and Mo Ran was covered in blood, holding in his hand the very ghost that leapt into the dangerous fire.

The ravens are silent.

I don't know who suddenly shouted, "Murder, murderer"

The crowd slowly rises, panic, anger, and whispers converge into a stream that buzzes and shakes the periosteum. "Murder", "murderer", "what is the intention", "madness", "madness". The broken words were repeated over and over again, the crowd of people moving like the stream of bodies in the vision, giving Mo Ran the illusion that the vision was not over, that the nightmare was still going on.

The blood of the city of Lin'an from two hundred years ago still seems to be flowing.

"No," his throat went dry and he took a step back, "not me."

There was a step in his footsteps and someone tugged at the hem of his coat.

Mo Ran looked down in confusion and saw Chu Wanning's clear, crisp eyes.

"Not me" he mumbled mindlessly

Chu Wanning nodded and tried to shield him. But what could a child like him do at that moment?

I was anxious when I suddenly felt Mo Ran take another step forward.

The shouting grew: "Arrest him and the child for murder!"

"We can't let them get away, it's too dangerous catch them."

Mo Ran backhanded Chu Wanning and brought him behind him, holding him back while he lowered his head for a moment and gradually calmed down.

"I did not kill the eighteen girls. You will listen to my explanation."

The faces in the crowd were all such a blur that they overlapped with a certain time in his past life that he could not bear to remember. He could barely make out Xue Meng among the figures, who looked incredulous, and then he saw Shi Mei, whose eyes were wide open, her face horribly white, and she was shaking her head uncontrollably.

Mo Ran closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I didn't kill the man, but I have no intention of running away. You should hear my plea once before you arrest me."

However, even when Mo Ran said this, no one would listen to him. Uncertainty and anger permeated the crowd, and one woman shouted, "You, you've been caught in the act of killing, so what's the point of arguing?"

"It is."

"By all means arrest them both if they have really been wrongly accused, it won't be too late to release them then"

"Arrest and arrest."

Xue Meng regained his composure from the initial shock and he exited the crowd, facing the indignant and twisted faces, his back towards Mo Ran, and shouted, "Please be quiet and listen to my words."

"Who are you you?"

"Why should I listen to you?"

"Wait, this seems to be Phoenix."

"The Phoenix Child of Heaven is that Xue Meng"

"It's him."

Xue Meng's face was very ugly, almost pale, as he took a slow breath and said slowly, "Please listen to me, gentlemen. These two are both my disciples at the top of death and life, and I believe they would never do anything to kill innocent people. I also ask you all to calm down for a while, so that you can at least listen to their explanation first."

""

After a moment of silence, someone suddenly shouted, "Why should we believe you? So what if you are a disciple of the Peak of Death and Life, you must know them like the back of your hand."

"That's right, people's hearts are divided, even if they are fellow disciples, how much can they understand"

Xue Meng's face is getting worse and worse, his lips are pursed and his fingers are unconsciously clenched into fists.

Behind him, Mo Ran is standing with Chu Wanning in tow. He was surprised when Xue Meng came out of the room. The two camps were incompatible.

So he could not have predicted that Xue Meng would turn her back on him and her face towards others in such a situation.

Mo Ran's heart suddenly fluttered and she said, " Xue Meng, you believe me"

"Pooh dog, who trusts you?" Xue Meng said with a half-hearted smile, "Look at what you've gotten yourself into, you're still a year older than me and you want me to clean up your mess."

""

After cursing, he turned his head but yelled at the men in a more menacing voice, "What's wrong with me not knowing them? One of them is my senior brother and the other is my cousin do you understand or do I understand"

" Xue Meng "

"Would it kill you to listen to a few words of explanation? With so many people watching, could they take their wings and fly away if they delayed for a while?"

At this point, Shi Mei also came forward, but he was much less imposing, soft and weak, and said fearfully, "Your Mightiness, I can also vouch for both of them, and the eighteen girls are certainly not injured by them.

Ye Wangxi, who did not defend the two men, was much calmer than the people in the pandemonium.

Ye Wangxi said, "Even if we have to detain them for the time being, we should give them a chance to defend themselves. If not, it would be a bargain for the real killer, and what if that person is hiding among you and me?"

When he said this, the others looked at each other with an extra hint of caution in their eyes.

"Well then let's allow you to explain first"

"But it is prudent to catch."

"It is better to catch a mistake than to let it go"

Mo Ran sighed, added his hand to his forehead, and after a long time, actually smiled.

"I didn't expect that even someone would be willing to believe me even though I'm in trouble on all sides. Good, good, even if I get caught, just for the three of you, I won't be angry."

He briefly gave an account of the realisation of the imaginary realm, the events he encountered within it, and the murder of Eighteen when he came out.

Unfortunately, after the Shura realm is broken, it is a completely new illusion for others to enter, so it is impossible to verify whether Mo Ran's story is true or not, but if he made it up, it would have been difficult for him to piece together such a story in a short time.

So by the time he had finished, most of the people in the crowd were already looking a little shaken.

One of the more distinguished Feathermen whispered to his subordinates before saying, "Mo Ran, Xia Sini, you two have your say, but there is no evidence. Until everything is cleared up, you will have to be detained for a while for the sake of Peach Blossom Yard."

Mo Ran laughed bitterly, "OK, OK, OK, I knew this would happen. You guys feed and drink me well, and I won't say anything."

"Of course." Feathermen paused and added, "From now on, the monks in Peach Blossom Yard must be on strict alert to avoid any further accidents. Any monks who do not arrive in time will be questioned in a few moments to rule out any suspicion. In addition, I will inform the heads of all the sects, especially the most involved ones at the top of Death and Life, and if possible, I would like to invite your masters to come and have a chat."

"Master," Mo Ran's face changed at the sound of it.

Chu Wanning was silent.

"I don't want to ask the Master to replace my uncle okay"

"When a disciple is ill, he should report it to his master. This has been the rule in the Xianxia realm since ancient times, is it possible that you are different at the top of death and life"

"No, I."

Mo Ran scratched his head in agitation and sighed repeatedly, not knowing what to say.

There is certainly nothing wrong with a disciple being sick and reporting matters to the Master.

But when he thought of Chu Wanning's cold face and cold, cold eyes, he thought that even if he came, he would definitely teach him a lesson. Mo Ran felt that even if he came, he would be indiscriminate and would teach himself a lesson first.

But no matter what he said, things were hardly going to change.

He was imprisoned along with his youngest brother.

Peach Blossom Yard is a small cave with an ancient thorn at the entrance that only does the Feathermen's bidding, and it is dark all day long, but there is a fire pit with a spell-binding flame that will not go out.

Inside the cave, everything is kept simple, except for a wide, rough stone bed covered with feather-woven gold and red upholstery, a stone table, four stone stools, a bronze mirror and several sets of dishes and tea sets.

Mo Ran and Chu Wanning were placed under house arrest together.

The Feathermen who supervised them seemed to have been close to 18, and when she was killed for no apparent reason, the Feathermen became angry with Mo Ran, and therefore gave them a hard time about their lives.

On the first night, the Feathermen knew to bring some food, not much, but enough to eat. On the second day, however, they just threw some raw meat, vegetables, rice, flour and salt into the cave, saying that they had no time to take care of their food and that they should take care of whatever they wanted to eat.

"Take care of your own if you can, it's just cooking, who can't"

With that Mo Ran grunted and knelt down on the floor to pick out the ingredients that would work well.

"What would you like to eat, young master?"

"It's all good."

"Alas, the most difficult dish in this world is called all right. Let's see, there's pancetta here, cabbage tsk, this bird is so stingy, the cabbage given is all bang. There's some flour and japonica rice, a lot of it, and I don't know how many days' worth." He rattled off the count and looked up to ask Chu Wanning, "Do you want to eat or noodle?"

Chu Wanning was resting on a stone bed, thought for a moment, then said, "Noodles."

After a pause, he added, "Chop suey noodles."

"Ahaha, you're making it hard for me, where did the ribs come from"

"Then it's whatever, it's all good."

Mo Ran sat cross-legged on the floor with his hands on his knees, dragging his cheeks, and said after a moment's thought, "There's not much material here, so I'll make you a bowl of bashful noodles."

"Bashful Noodles"

"Like it?"

"It's okay, is it spicy?"

Mo Ran laughed, "Look, there's not even a semblance of chilli in what the bird gave."

Now that we had agreed on what to eat, Mo Ran started to make the dough. Chu Wanning was too short and weak to help, so he just lounged on the bed and watched Mo Ran knead the soft white dough, his gaze gradually becoming more gentle.

Suddenly it felt good that he could stay by Mo Ran's side without knowing who he was and ask him what he wanted to eat when he was cooking.

It was even a little disturbing to feel that I had been given too much, like I had stolen it from a little child called " Xia Sini".

Mo Ran cooked the noodles and served the fried minced meat. Feathermen had given him very few ingredients, and he couldn't really cook anything with any flavour, but the noodles were al dente and just the right amount of softness. The pork was sliced off a layer of fat and stir-fried, and poured over the noodles with a bang while they were still hot.

"Brother, eat," he said as he looked up and saw that Chu Wanning had fallen asleep, still lying on his back, his head in the crook of his arm, his face on his side, his eyelashes long and peaceful.

"Dinner's ready," he murmured the second half of the sentence, then walked over to the bed and stroked Chu Wanning's inky hair.

"You really look a lot like Sifu. I don't know what your connection to the Lin'an Chu family is, and I don't know who is trying to harm us, and I don't know what he's doing at the moment, and if he knows what's going on here, will he blame me again."

At this point, Mo Ran's eyes darken slightly and her fingers curl around a strand of Chu Wanning's dark hair as she sighs quietly.

"You don't know him, he always counts me out whenever something happens he especially doesn't like me."

Unfortunately, Chu Wanning is asleep, and the words scatter lightly into the silence of the night, unanswered, like the misunderstandings that have entangled them for decades in past and present lives.

Mo Ran called Chu Wanning up when the noodles were almost cool enough not to burn his mouth.

"Senior, let's eat."

Chu Wanning covers his mouth and yawns, glowing sleepily for a moment.

"Oh, dinner."

Mo Ran brought over the noodles. He loved to cook but didn't like to wash dishes, so he simply served them all in the same pan where he had just fried the meat to save one utensil.

Chu Wanning was slightly surprised by the unpretentiousness of the meal, his eyes widened slightly as he looked incredulously at the large pot of noodles: "How can I eat this?"

"Let's eat together." Mo Ran handed him a pair of chopsticks while she folded her hands and said with a smile, "The competition to see who can get more noodles is about to begin."

""

Mo Ran finished his recitation, narrowing his eyes and smiling even more. Chu Wanning stares at him for a moment and says, "You seem to be special whenever you have something to eat."

"Particularly happy, aren't you?"

"Hmm."

"Haha, the people are the people."

Mo Ran said, "It's a bit ugly, but it tastes good."

"" Chu Wanning grimaced, "Eat, don't suck it up."

"Hahahaha" Mo Ran laughed as he slapped his thighs, "You're a bit too much like my master. He also told me not to suck it up, but guess what, one time I had dinner with him and deliberately threw a bone into his bowl, which pissed him off, hahahahahaha."

Chu Wanning gritted his teeth and said, "You really are reckless."

"Yeah yeah yeah that's the reaction, how do you know ouch also learn quite similar, hey senior brother I think you two might be distant relatives ah, seriously, when the master comes here, you find him to ask properly ah hey hey you don't grab that half fried egg with me ah"