Chapter 90: There is nothing wrong with the interpretation of the idiom of this seat

When Chu Wanning finally woke up, it was noon.

The tapioca dew was a real blessing, and after a good night's sleep last night, with no more nightmares to stir him up, he yawned and sat up slowly.

" Mo Ran "

Chu Wanning, who was always more of a bedwetter than his pupil, was not in the same place he had slept last night.

No one picked up on it.

He got up, straightened his clothes and tied up his long, misty hair as he walked towards the compartment. Behind the embroidered screen depicting a mountain range of clouds and geese, a thin vapour rose, as if someone was bathing behind it.

" Mo Ran ."

Chu Wanning stood outside and called again.

Still no response.

Suspicious, Chu Wanning knocked on the wooden edge of the screen, but after several unsuccessful attempts, he turned behind it with a frown.

This is a special place in the room for bathing and washing, with a large camphor wood tub in the middle. Chu Wanning glanced at it and saw that the water in it was hot and full, sprinkled with herbs and flowers that the shopkeeper had already arranged, but no one was in the bath.

But when I looked around, Mo Ran's clothes were off and folded on the wooden rack.

Chu Wanning's forehead twitched as he pushed the dreaded thought away and pursed his lips, blushing a little.

As he turned to leave, he heard two "gurgles" behind him.

Chu Wanning turned back to see several bubbles rising from the large, petal-herb-covered barrel.

There are people inside

As soon as the thought occurred, a naked young man leapt out of the barrel like a dragon out of water, startling Chu Wanning into taking two steps back.

The young man seemed to be holding his breath underwater, so he did not hear Chu Wanning calling him from outside, and only when he could hold it no longer did he stand up, exposing the upper half of his body and shaking the water from his hair like a dog on the shore, splashing it all over Chu Wanning's coat.

" Mo Ran "

"Ah," the man who had tossed his head froze and suddenly opened his eyes round, obviously not expecting to see him as soon as he came out, surprised, "Master"

"You."

His eyes sweep over the young man's athletic physique, the back of his gradually growing shoulders already looking broad, his lines fluent and firm, youthful and taut, the droplets of water pooling in clumps along the firm muscles of his chest, flowing slowly down, a dazzling sheen in the sunlight.

He looked like one of those incredibly beautiful sharks, half floating on water, with wet hair and eyes, and even a few flower petals in his hair.

Mo Ran wipes a bead of water from her face and smiles as she paddles over to Chu Wanning, hands folded over the side of the bucket, shoulder blades spread leopard-like, looking up at him.

Chu Wanning, feeling dizzy and hot, subconsciously said, "What are you doing?"

"Take a shower."

"Morning."

"Heh heh." There was some heartbreak. In fact, he had wanted to take a shower at first to suppress the evil fire, but then he had suppressed it, but he thought he had taken off all his clothes, so he might as well take a good shower again. When I was having fun, I dived under the water to practise the breath-holding technique, but unexpectedly Chu Wanning bumped into me.

"What's with the giggling?" Chu Wanning frowned, her tone growing colder in an attempt to hide her brain fever, "You didn't even wake me up early, you're here all by yourself, faffing about, throwing one piece of clothing east and west into the ensemble"

"Master. You have water here."

He raised his hand with a clatter and wiped the side of Chu Wanning's face.

"Unity."

Mo Ran laughed, forgetting that his hands were already wet and that wiping Chu Wanning's face would only get wetter.

Chu Wanning stands frozen in place, the air around him cool, his face tense, his lips pursed, his eyelashes fluttering occasionally.

It felt as if you were clearly training a hound, but the wily pup lifted its head and arched it to please.

"Get dressed and get out. We're getting ready to go back to the sect."

In the end, Chu Wanning left with a cold face and flung his sleeves away.

Only where Mo Ran doesn't see it, the tips of his ears are red.

Just as he did not see, so too did a pair of moist, complex, yet still longing eyes that could not help but seek him out until they disappeared around the corner.

The smiling cuteness on Mo Ran's face disappeared in favour of a kind of irritation.

He slapped the water down indignantly, scooping up a handful and rubbing his face hard.

What a hell.

What's going on today

Just seeing him in the bath and just lifting a hand to touch his face.

The desire that had been so easily suppressed was hard again

"What took you so long to wear your clothes?"

At the window, Chu Wanning turned back to his face, his coat fluttering, his fine hair blowing across his jade cheeks, and chided with slight impatience.

Mo Ran coughed a few times and fought the ambiguity: "I used a spell to dry my hair, and I was not very good at using it, so I was a bit slow. Don't blame me, Master."

Chu Wanning was surprised to see him speak with such discipline, so he gave him another look before saying, "Now that you've freshened up, go and pack your things. I don't want to ride a sword, and I'm tired of riding horses. I'm happy to go by water."

"Oh, yeah." Mo Ran didn't dare look at him much and coughed a few more times in disguise.

Chu Wanning frowned, "What's wrong with your throat?"

"Nothing."

After turning around to unpack, the two of them bought some more dry food and snacks from the shop and went to the pier to hire a boat for the journey.

When the oars traveled along the Yangtze River, they took up wooden wings and used spells to support them as they travelled high into the sky. The journey was not fast, but it was comfortable and quiet.

Eight days later, the two arrived at the top of Death and Life, and the wooden boat stopped in front of the mountain gate.

Mo Ran lifted the bamboo curtain and let Chu Wanning out of the cabin before following him. The moon was high in the sky and it was late at night.

" Elder Yu Heng "

"Lord Mo"

The four disciples saw them and for some reason a trace of fear flashed across their faces. Before the two of them could react, these men knelt down and tilted their heads to report urgently: "Elder, son, there are people in the sect who are looking for you two to take revenge, but the venerable master sent a pigeon to send a message to you two to take shelter. Town, take shelter, but don't go in."

Chu Wanning narrowed his eyes and asked, "What's so alarming about this?"

"It's Upper Fairy World. They say the Elder wants to practice evil gong and they want to take you to Tianyin Pavilion for questioning."

" Tianyin Pavilion " Mo Ran exclaimed, "Isn't that the prison formed by the ten sects together to try the ten evildoers?"

"Yes, they came for Butterfly Town," one of the female disciples said fearfully, "do you remember the time when you were caned?"

"That's at best an abuse of immortal arts and a liability to mortals. The Master has already been punished, so why is he suddenly turning over old scores and alerting Tianyin Pavilion?" Mo Ran frowned, "And what's with the evil kung fu?"

"We don't know exactly, but the people who came said that all the people of Butterfly Town died overnight, and that the killer was a half-immortal, half-ghost, who seemed to be instructed by someone. The ghost immortal is so powerful that no ordinary practitioner could ever drive her, so the people at Upper Fairy World suspect that Elder Yu Heng is responsible for this."

Chu Wanning :""

"Pfft." Mo Ran laughed, "I thought it was something, this kind of misunderstanding, just say it clearly, why hide." He turned his head towards Chu Wanning and said with a smile, "Master, look at their brains, you get rid of a small monster and they say you are competing with your juniors for the limelight. If you kill a big demon, they suspect you of practising evil and raising ghosts and immortals to hurt people. Then why don't we just stop doing anything and follow their example and concentrate on meditating and cultivating immortality at home?"

Chu Wanning didn't smile, he looked puzzled, and after a moment's silence, he asked, "The people of Butterfly Town, they're all dead."

"It is said to be so, and none of them are alive."

""

Chu Wanning closes his eyes.

The female disciple, seeing the difference in his expression, said uneasily, "Elder"

"I did not do this, but perhaps it was due to my failure to get rid of the demon. I am responsible for it, so I cannot avoid it." Chu Wanning slowly opened his eyes, "Mo Ran, follow me in."

Inside the Wushan Palace, twelve entwined bronze lamps, each ten feet high, with nine tiers of bronze branches spreading out from the top to the bottom, short and long, illuminate the great hall at the top of death and life as brightly as daylight.

In the hall, Xue Zhengyong stands solemnly in military dress, his leopard eyes like rings, like a statue built of iron, staring down at those below.

"Master Li, let me tell you one last time. Elder Yu Heng is not in the sect at the moment, and I can vouch for him on my own head that Butterfly Town was not done deliberately. Don't say that again."

Mrs. Wang hid her sleeve next to her and gently mentioned, "Yellow."

"Don't you ever believe that again," Xue Zhengyong said with a flourish.

Madame Wang: ""

In addition to the disciples on duty at the top of the Deadly Life, there were more than thirty people standing beneath the hall, almost all dressed in turquoise brocade robes, with dusters on their arms and crowns of heavenly silkworms, the disciples of Upper Fairy World's up-and-coming 'Jade Lake Villa'. The man at the head of the group was around fifty years old, with a beard like a catfish that waved in the wind.

Li Wuxin twirled his long beard and laughed coldly, "Master Xue, I respect that your school is also a righteous school, and that is why I have reasoned with you. Butterfly Town was brought into being after your Elder Yu Heng and his disciples had removed the demons. Apart from the three of them, Mr. Chen's family has not had any dealings with any immortal cultivators.

Xue Meng, who was standing by his father's side, couldn't help himself and cursed, "How dare you talk about Lower Fairy World? When have you ever been in charge of anything?

"Sir Xue." Li Wuxin was not angry, but gave him a thoughtful glance and smiled, "I have heard that you are known as the Phoenix's youngster, but when I see you today, you are so cultured.

"You."

Li Wuxin rolled his eyes and turned to Xue Zhengyong: "Master Xue, the laws of my Upper Fairy World are very strict. If you are involved in this matter, you will be investigated to the end. If you insist on not handing over Yu Heng, Mo Ran and the others, I will have to ask the Confucianism School, the most powerful school in the world, to do justice."

Xue Zhengyong, with his fierce temper, was displeased to hear him say so: "Ho. I know that you are close to the School of Confucianism, but even if Nan Gongliu himself were standing in front of me today, I would still say no to him, and this has nothing to do with Yu Heng."

Xue Meng also said, "Please return, Master Li. I will not see you off."

"See, they are so unreasonable and hide dirt," a man's trembling voice suddenly burst out from the crowd, "When that Mo stole from my friend, we politely came up to the mountain to seek an explanation, and they coaxed us away like that. If the Top of Death and Life continues to do wrong, Lower Fairy World will be finished."

No sooner had he spoken than a soft chuckle could be heard from the foyer.

The crowd turned around to see a young man in blue and light armour leaning against the vermilion lacquered door in the darkness of the light, looking languidly at the scene inside the hall.

The youth is extremely handsome, and his skin remains taut and delicate in this candlelight, as if it were glowing.

"Mr. Chang, when did I steal from your friend?" The young man smiled gently and lovingly, "Tell me, that Rong San Er no, maybe Rong Jiu, I can't remember. Anyway that wonderful person, is she your friend or your concubine? You are so dishonest, I am afraid he is going to be sad."

The one crying over there is none other than Chang, a wealthy merchant from Yizhou who earlier said he would not be done with the Top of Death and Life.

The gentleman turned around and saw Mo Ran appearing.

"Mo Weiyu, you beast, Jiu'er and I were pestle and mortar friends, and we were innocent, but now he has been poisoned by you demons and has died a horrible death, and you are still spitting blood and falsely accusing him"

"What?" Mo Ran's eyes widened slightly as he flinched, "Rongjiu is dead."

His father and mother were also Butterfly Town's superiors, and had returned to their hometown a few days ago to visit their relatives when this happened. If he hadn't gone, I wouldn't have known about the evil deeds you and your master had done, and I wouldn't have gone to beg Lord Li for justice."

But Mo Ran had no affection for Rongjiu, and after his surprise, he waved his hand impatiently, "What is a pestle and mortar, you are a pestle and mortar, he is a mortar and mortar, where is your innocence?"

"Mo, Mo Ran," Chang Gongzi did not expect him to speak like this and said in shock and anger, "You, you illiterate rogue stream you, you"

"Ahem," Mrs. Wang said, unable to keep her face up.

It was Xue Zhengyong who blinked and didn't say anything.

A sudden sigh in the night, a voice like the breaking of a jade mountain and the beginning of a lake of ice, an indescribably low and moving sound, followed by a hand with long bones and extremely beautiful lines

Slapped Mo Ran unceremoniously in the face.

"You're talking about the friendship of Gongsamu Wuyou, no matter how poor or noble." Chu Wanning appeared in the doorway with a black face and said unkindly, "You are a disgrace to me, why are you standing at the door, why don't you go inside"

"Master."

"Master."

Xue Meng and Shi Mei were surprised and delighted to see him, and came to greet him.

Xue Zhengyong's eyes widened with annoyance and helplessness: " Yu Heng, why did you suddenly come back?"

"If I do not return, how long will you be alone?" Chu Wanning enters the Wushan Palace, his handsome face looking as elegant as an immortal in the candlelight. He nodded to Xue Zhengyong as he stood in front of the golden throne in the main hall, and then turned around with his broad sleeves flicking.

"Chu Wanning, who is a Yu Heng elder, I am sorry to hear that you have something to ask me." When he met Li Wuxin's startled gaze, Chu Wanning's phoenix eyes were like smoke as he glanced away and said indifferently.

"Please advise on the high points."