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[Tianyin Pavilion] Life is like a melting pot

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    Chu Wanning knew that he had no choice, so he finally put on a thick fox fur cloak, held up an oiled paper umbrella, and went to the Wushan Hall.

    In the hall, there are many silver and copper lamps burning brightly, and the ninety-nine lights are bright and dark like a galaxy, reflecting the whole Wushan Hall brilliantly.  The attendants on both sides were already used to seeing Grandmaster Chu attend the bedchamber, and when they saw him coming in, they all lowered their eyes and saluted.  Chu Wanning walked through the side door verandah expressionlessly, and went to the rest area of ??the apse - in front of the carved lacquer gate, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door.

    The house is very warm, unlike the cold and rainy river outside, it also has a strong aroma of wine.  Mo Ran was lying lazily on the couch, holding a small red clay pot with white jade-like fingers, drinking.

    "You came."

    ""

    "sit."

    Chu Wanning walked to the bamboo mat farthest from him, sat down, and closed his eyes.

    Mo Ran didn't force him to come closer, he was already a little drunk, and his pale face was slightly red.  He squinted his eyes, and there were some fragments of brilliance in the black to purple pupils.  Taking another breath, Mo Ran looked up at the top beam of the carved dragon and painted phoenix, and tapped his fingers on his knees.

    He suddenly asked: "Will you still do handwriting?"

    Chu Wanning's eyelashes moved slightly, but he finally said: "No."

    Mo Ran was a little reluctant: "You did it. It was that year the year he left."

    "I can't do it well." Chu Wanning didn't have much expression on his face, "You're right, it's just an imitation."

    Mo Ran narrowed his eyes: "Are you remembering this seat's hatred?"

    "No."

    "Then what if I order you to do one now?"

    Chu Wanning didn't speak, and Mo Ran stared at him fiercely: "Ask you. If you want to make a copy now, would you still like it?"

    "Even if I did it." Chu Wanning finally opened his eyes and looked at him coldly, "Will you eat?"

    I didn't expect to be turned into an army, and there was a layer of blood on Mo Ran's cheeks, which seemed to be the smell of alcohol, and it seemed to be anger.  In short, the emotion in his eyes suddenly became very dazed, and he lost his mind for a while before he realized it.  He gritted his teeth and knocked the wine cup down in front of the desk with a violent clatter, spilling the best pear blossoms all over the floor.

    The ink burned and stood up, his figure was like a mountain.  He stepped over the broken pottery, strode to Chu Wanning, and grabbed the other side's skirt.

    "It's good for you, and it's good for Song Qiutong." Ta Xianjun gritted his teeth, "All of you will make me unhappy."

    He let go of Chu Wanning, lingering in place like a vulture, walking back and forth¡ª¡ª

    Suddenly, the footsteps stopped.

    He turned his head and stared at Chu Wanning, and asked, "When did you teach me to see the letter?"

    Ta Xianjun is half drunk at the moment, and he has no rationality in his speech, and he talks about what he thinks.

    "I don't remember at all."

    The wrist was grabbed by a big cold hand, Mo Ransheng dragged him, and dragged him to the desk.  Lay out the paper and grind it, and spread out a pile of books with a clatter.  The ink burned: "Write it to me. Teach me again."

    Chu Wanning was already suffering from a low-grade fever, and being forced by him like this, he became more and more suffocated under his anger, and his face flushed and he coughed.

    Mo Ran stuffed the pen into his hand, and said gloomy and manic: "Write."

    Impatiently urged: "Hurry up."

    Chu Wanning's spiritual nucleus has been broken in the previous master-student duel, and his health has not been good all the time. He coughed and coughed like this, and there was blood foam in his throat¡ª¡ª

    Mo Ran was stunned, staring at the dots of blood, and then slowly let go.

    "It's just a letter to greet, so what's the point?" Finally, Chu Wanning stopped coughing, he sighed, and wiped the blood from his lips with a handkerchief.

    He raised his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Mo Ran: "In the past, you would write the beginning of every letter. But you probably haven't written for too long, so you forgot."

    "I write a letter?" The ink-burning black eyes stared at him, "Who are you writing to?" He was almost sullen: "Who am I writing to? Who else can I write to in this world? Huh  Making up making up nonsense!"

    When Mo Ran said these words, he was sleepy and frustrated, and his eyes shone with a misty luster.

    It was at that time that Chu Wanning vaguely felt that something was wrong.  But he didn't think much about it at that time, he only thought that Mo Ran was drunk and had a bad memory.  So he just frowned and didn't answer.

    In the study room of Wushan Temple, there is a letter box, and all letters from the top of death and life will be locked in a universe box for filing.  Ink burns like a trap in a cage"

    The drunk man asked him, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "What do I want God to do? Murder or interrogation?"

    Chu Wanning whispered: "Earthworm."

    Back then, outside the red lotus waterside pavilion, the young and tender green onion held an oil-paper umbrella with a smile and said to him: "You can save earthworms."

    But at this moment, Emperor Taxian narrowed his eyes like tigers and wolves, but he didn't understand at all: "What earthworm?"

    Outside, thunder pierced the sky, and purple lightning pierced through the night.

    There was a loud rumbling noise.

    Chu Wanning pursed her lips suddenly, and her brown pupils trembled slightly.

    Biting chill.

    That night, Mo Ran actually didn't do anything to Chu Wanning.  He really drank a little too much, and then he was in a daze holding those letters.

    Later, Mo Ran fell asleep in front of the desk, and when he fell asleep, he was still muttering: "What earthworm? There is no earthworm"

    Suddenly a strong wind blew the window open, and with a bang, the mountain wind mixed with heavy rain poured in, suddenly extinguishing a few lights by the window.

    The room suddenly darkened.

    Chu WanNing stood beside Mo Ran, her lips and teeth were cold, and she looked down at the sleeping man.  The uncertain thoughts in my mind are becoming clearer and clearer¡ªwhy does Mo Ran not remember these scattered past events?  Why do you selectively forget some pure past?

    Is it because of being drunk?  By coincidence?  Orwho deliberately erased the kind thoughts in his heart.

    Ta Xianjun, who was sleeping on the table, murmured softly: "Cold"

    Chu Wanning's blood was completely cold, and his whole body was numb. When he heard Mo Ran say it was cold, he instinctively walked slowly to the window.

    Raising his hand, he closed the casement, blocking the wind and rain outside.

    After finishing this, Chu Wanning did not leave. He restlessly pressed his forehead against the window with bat and deer patterns, and his knuckles were white jade-colored.

    After a while, he slowly took out a crumpled talisman from the skirt of his clothes.

    Rising Dragon Talisman.

    He no longer has a spiritual core, and Mo Ran felt that he could no longer use any spells, so he didn't bother to take away those talisman papers that Chu Wanning used to have.

    In fact, Mo Ran was right to do so. Chu Wanning bit his fingertips and dripped more than ten drops of blood, which almost penetrated the dragon talisman paper, and the little dragon on it floated out listlessly.

    It was emitting a weak light all over, and looked up feebly: "Ah Chu Wanning Long time no see"

    Xiaolong was a little unsteady at all, and the dragon's claws took a few steps on the paper, and then collapsed back to the paper with a snap.  It was aggrieved and at a loss: "Why haven't you been looking for me for so long? Why did you only give me a little bit of spiritual energy Well, it's really spiritual energynot even spiritual power What's wrong with you?"  ?¡±

    "It's a long story, so I won't talk about it." Chu Wanning gently caught it and put it on the palm of his hand, "Please, do me a favor."

    "There is nothing to do Zhong Wuyan, nothing to do Xia Yingchun." Xiaolong sighed, but its power is closely related to Chu Wanning, so it didn't even have much strength to complain, and said with a slumped head, "Speak, this  What do you want me to do for you this time?"

    Chu Wanning took it and put it on the sideburns of the sleeping Mo Raner.

    The fingers are clenched into fists, sinking into the palm.  Chu Wanning's already ugly face became paler and paler: "Go try your best and see if there are any spells on him that you shouldn't have."

    In fact, the brilliant and docile boy who was reluctant to kill even earthworms at the beginning turned out to be a devil in the end.

    As a master, how could he not have the slightest suspicion?

    I watched helplessly as my apprentice killed Xue Zhengyong, Mrs. Wang, Jiang Xi, and Ye Wangxi.

    Slaughtered all Confucianism.

    Trampled all over the dead bones.

    He watched Mo Ran kill, watched Mo Ran's hands were bloody, his face and body were splashed with hot blood, and he stood in the pile of dead people and looked back at himself with a grin.

    When he was heartbroken, why didn't he feel weird?

    Mo Ran was not such a person.

    But when the little paper dragon tried his best to smear a spell shape on the paper for Chu Wanning, even though he was prepared, Chu Wanning was still stunned.

    The formula of love.

    Mo Ran actually has a love formula on his body?  !  !

    After Xiaolong finished drawing the talisman, he lost his last strength. It turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into the dragon talisman again.  Chu Wanning was obsessed with the thin paper, as if there was a rock cracking in his skull, destroying it.

    However, after barely calming down and watching it over and over again, Chu Wanning found that the image of this Zhong Qing Jue was wrong¡ª¡ª

    It turned out to be left and right upside down.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)??The image of Qingjue is wrong¡ª¡ª

    It turned out to be left and right upside down.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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