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[Dragon Blood Mountain] Obsession

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    Mo Ran listened blankly and numbly.

    He stopped shouting, he sat where he was, staring straight ahead with straight eyes.

    "Originally, everything was going well, but at that time, the world of lower cultivators was severely disrupted, refugees were overflowing, and some were starving to death."

    It was early winter, with fine snow falling in the lead gray sky, and a mountain road slowly appeared in front of Mo Ran. The road was covered with a layer of hoarfrost, covered with new snow, and there were criss-crossing marks of cars and horses.

    "I didn't expect that one day, when he and I went to the foot of the mountain to collect spirit stones and returned, we would meet a child who was about to starve to death."

    Mo Ran still looked numbly.

    Chu Wanning and Huai Zui appeared on the mountain road. There was a basket behind Chu Wanning, which contained raw spiritual power stones. He was wearing a cotton cloak to keep out the cold, and walked beside Huai Zui.

    "Master." Suddenly, Chu Wanning stopped, turned his head and looked into the chaotic grass slope, "There seems to be someone there?"

    "Go and see."

    The two walked over together, Chu Wanning's slender and white fingers brushed away the chaotic grass, he was taken aback, and slightly opened his eyes: "It's a child"

    He immediately turned his head back and said to Huai Zui: "Master, come quickly, take a look at him, what's wrong with him?"

    What's wrong?

    Be it guilt or ink burning, you can see it at a glance.

    The child was dirty and smelly, and his clothes were ragged and thin. If he took off his clothes, he would never put them on again, and there were holes in every thread.  To put it bluntly, the dogs in the temple lived more gloriously than this child, eating leftovers.

    If it wasn't for the child still moaning and breathing, it would be no different from a pile of rotten meat.

    What's wrong?  What else can happen.

    ? In the face of every catastrophe, the manpower is so meager and insignificant. It is not uncommon for a child to die, let alone a child.

    Only Chu Wanning, who grew up in a temple, can ask such stupid words in a daze.

    Guigui frowned and said, "Don't worry about it, go back first. I'll come and see him."

    Chu Wanning trusted the master, so he got up obediently immediately, but before he had time to leave, the hem of the cloak was grabbed by a dirty little hand.

    That hand was so weak that the pulling force was so small, it was like a puppy scratching gently.

    Chu Wanning lowered his head and faced a small dirty face with unclear facial features.

    The child's voice was as soft as a mosquito's moan, as if another snowflake falling from the sky would crush him to death and crush him to pieces.

    "meal¡­¡­"

    Chu Wanning was stunned for a moment, but did not respond: "What?"

    "Food" The child whimpered, his face was black, and there were only two white spots in his eyes. He tremblingly made a gesture of picking up rice, and mournfully, "Eat"

    Outside the picture scroll, Mo Ran blinked his eyes and returned half of his mind.

    But his mind was still numb, he couldn't react quickly, but he vaguely felt that this scene seemed familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

    He looked straight at it.

    In the picture scroll, Chu Wanning was stunned.

    He opened his eyes wide in amazement, and finally understood what he meant. He was at a loss and unbelievable at first, and then he was in a hurry and anxious.

    He only knows that there is love in the world, but he has never seen a skinny child with only skin left, like a kitten or puppy that is about to die of starvation, huddled in the grass in a snowy day, and the only thing on his body that can keep out the cold is a summer dress.  Cool rags.  Grabbing him, there were only two words out of his mouth.

    Meal, and eat.

    Gui Gui said sternly: "You go back first."

    But this time Chu Wanning didn't listen anymore. He looked at the little dirty dog-like child, and felt very distressed. He hurriedly took off his cloak and wrapped it around the child.

    He was very anxious, as if it was not the child who suffered, but himself. He said, "Are you hungry? Wait, I have rice porridge here, I have rice porridge."

    He went to ask Guigui, but Guigui frowned.

    "I'll let you go back, it's not your business."

    "Why shouldn't it be taken care of?" Chu Wanning was at a loss, "Hehe is so pitiful, Master, have you seen it? He just wants to ask for something to eat, and if he does this, he will starve to death and freeze to death."

    When he said this, he was a little unbelievable. He murmured: "What's going on? Didn't you say that the world is peaceful? Why"

    "go back."

    Chu Wanning"Chinese affairs?  !  "

    "The suffering in the world is endless from generation to generation, how can you manage it with a little repair? Why do you think so highly of yourself!"

    The more guilty she said, the more angry she became, and Chu Wanning's eyes opened wider and wider.

    He watched his master pacing under the moonlight, flicking his sleeves, pointing at the tip of his nose and scolding him loudly, the crabapple tree cast a heavy shadow, cutting the guilt to pieces.  Mo Ran looked at Chu Wanning's face at first in a daze, then at a loss, then turned into consternation, turned into disappointment, and finally fixed it as pain.

    Chu WanNing closed his eyes.

    Guilty and angry said: "Do you know that you are wrong?!"

    ""

    "Please speak!"

    "Disciple." Chu Wanning paused, her voice as hard as iron, "I don't know."

    Gui Gui slapped her face: "You are presumptuous!"

    Chu Wanning's cheeks immediately had a red mark, but he immediately turned his face back, with a puzzled and resentful light flashing in his eyes: "Master, you have taught me to behave in a correct manner all these years, worrying about others and the world,  Why do you want me to stand by and ignore the catastrophe that really happened?"

    "This is not the same thing at all." Huai Zui gritted his teeth, "You what can you do when you come out of the mountain now? You are indeed talented, but the world is dangerous beyond your imagination. What are you going out for? For  Live up to the fourteen years of upbringing you have given me as a teacher, and sacrifice your life for the sake of selfishness?"

    He paused, the words clanged, and the gold and stone fell to the ground.

    "Chu Wanning, you still can't cross yourself, so what can you use to cross others?!"

    And Chu Wanning, at this moment, looked at his master angrily and sadly.

    He raised his chin slightly, and his eyes gradually became misty with water vapor.

    Conceived guilt is probably because he has never seen Chu Wanning with tears in his eyes. The water in his eyes somewhat quenched the evil fire in his heart. He hesitated for a moment and said: "You oh, that's all, it was just a fight  hurt you?"

    But Mo Ran, who was on the sidelines, knew clearly that it was not.

    Where did Chu Wanning hurt the slap just now? He hurt the master he respected since childhood, and he would say something that was completely inconsistent with the tall image in his heart.

    Chu Wanning slowly closed his eyes, and after a while, Mo Ran heard the familiar words.

    He said: "If you don't know how to save others, how can you save yourself."

    Gui Gui froze, his figure was like a clay sculpture and wood carving that had been enshrined in a Buddhist altar and remained motionless.

    Chu Wanning's voice was slightly hoarse: "The sufferings of the mortal world are right in front of you. Forgive me for being stupid. I don't know why the master sits high all day long and ascends to heaven with his eyes closed."

    After he finished speaking, he got up slowly.

    Under the moonlight, the clothes he wore when he went there were no longer white, and there were mud and blood stains.

    But it's so tall and straight, with a majestic spirit.

    "This immortal, it doesn't matter if you don't cultivate."

    Guigui was so frightened and furious, his mind was dizzy, he said sharply: "Rebel, do you know what you are talking about?!"

    "I just want to do what you taught me since I was a child." Chu Wanning was also on edge, but between relaxation, he trembled slightly, his eyes were full of sadness, "You taught me, don't your morals only lie in  On paper?! Could it be that millions of disaster victims are homeless, and orphans die day and night, what I should do is not to go out of the mountains to support the way, but to practice Zen with the ancient Buddha under the blue lantern?!"

    Guilty yelled, eyes clenched: "After you attain Taoism and ascend, you can do many good deeds!"

    Chu Wanning stared at him, staring at him as if he had never seen this person before.

    His chest was heaving, his palms were clenched into fists, and the river was surging in his eyes. Mo Ran thought that he was going to plunder the ground in the next moment, like a dragon breaking through the water, setting off a raging wave and choking the throat of guilt to let him know his guilt.

    But Chu WanNing trembled for a while, and finally did nothing.

    In the end, his eyes were red, and he said hoarsely: "Master, I am not cultivating for the sake of being free and free and detached from the world of mortals. Is it only for the purpose of becoming a fairy? If so, I would rather not. I would rather give up halfway, I  I'd rather achieve nothing, I'd rather stay in the world."

    "Give me everything and die of exhaustion."

    ""

    "Master, let's ascend, and I will follow you after I have crossed all the people I can."

    "Chu WanNing!!"

    Even if it is an illusion, Mo Ran can feel the overwhelming anger at the time of guilt, the secret trembling in his heart, and the deep-rooted disappointment.

    Why does this wooden clay sculpture dare to sneer at the person who gave it, "it", what is it?  !

    Guigui's eyes were red, and there was blood in the eyes.

    He was not reconciled, he became angry from embarrassment, who should he tell the bitterness and secrets in his heart?

    He has nowhere to vent.

    In the end, he called to Chu Wanning who was about to step out of the courtyard, his voice was extremely cold: "Rebel, stop for me." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)Who should I tell my bitterness and secrets?

    He has nowhere to vent.

    In the end, he called to Chu Wanning who was about to step out of the courtyard, and his voice was extremely cold: "Rebel, stop for me." (Remember the website of this site: www.hlnovel.com
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