Chu nightning has been completely dizzy.
He also blamed himself for being so fascinated and unsuspecting at the top of life and death that he didn't even notice that someone came over.
what happened? Where is the kid from? Ah, it seems to be the ink... What is the ink? Ink burn? Ink boiled? Ink... fish
He sorted out his expression, and skillfully controlled his demeanor in a state of "do not approach strangers". He quickly cleaned up the surprise and panic in the phoenix's eyes, and brought out the usual sharpness and meanness.
"you-"
Just as he was habitually trying to reprimand, his hand was suddenly caught.
Chu nightning was stunned.
He has lived such a long life, and no one has ever dared to grab his wrist casually. For a while, his face was black and he froze in place, not knowing how to deal with it.
Pull it out and slap backhand
... I feel that with the word "indecent", it is no different from a woman.
Then pull it out, don't slap it
...doesn't it seem like I'd be a little more talkative
Chu nightning hesitated for a long time and did not move, but the young man laughed: "What is this on your hand? It's very beautiful, do you teach how to do this? They have all introduced themselves, you haven't spoken yet, Which elder are you? Hey, did you get a headache just when you hit it?"
With so many problems thrown in the brain, Chu nightning felt that he didn't have a headache just now, but now it hurts.
My brain is going to crack...
As soon as he was irritable, the golden light in his hand floated slightly. Seeing that Tianwen was about to be called out, the other elders were stunned and moved - is Chu Wanning crazy? He dares to smoke this Young Master Mo
The hand was suddenly held by the ink.
This time both hands fell into the hands of the young man, and the ink burned without realizing the danger, pulled him, stood in front of him, raised his face, and said with a smile: "My name is Mo Ran, who is here? I don't know each other, but if you look at your face, I like you the most. Otherwise, I'll take you as my teacher, right?"
This result was unexpected, and the people around were even more horrified, and the faces of several elders looked chapped.
Elder Xuanji: "Huh?"
Elder Po Jun: "Wow!"
Seven Kills Elder: "Oh?"
Elder Commandment: "Uh..."
Elder Greedy Wolf: "Oh, it's ridiculous."
Elder Lu Cun is the most naughty, with curly hair and peach blossoms in his eyes: "Oh, this little boy is so courageous, he is really a hero, even dare to touch Elder Yuheng's ass."
"...I beg you, can you stop being so disgusting?" Qisha said in disgust.
Lu Cun rolled his eyes gracefully and hummed: "Well, let's put it in a gentle way. If a real hero is a teenager, even Elder Yuheng dares to touch the buttocks of Elder Yuheng."
Seven Kills: "..." Kill him.
Among all the elders, the most popular is the gentle and jade-like elder Xuanji. His spells are easy to learn, and he is a humble gentleman. Most of the disciples at the top of the dead worship him.
Chu nightning originally thought that this ink burning should be no exception. Even if it is not Xuanji, it should be a bright and active army breaker. Anyway, no one's turn will be his turn.
But the ink burned so close to him, and his face was a kind of intimacy and love that was unfamiliar to him. He was like a clown who was suddenly selected, and he was in a hurry for no reason.
Chu nightning only knows how to deal with "awe", "fear" and "loathing". As for "like", it is too difficult.
He didn't even think about it, and immediately rejected the ink.
The young man froze in place, under his long eyelashes, there was a hint of loneliness and unwillingness in his eyes. He lowered his head, thought about it for a long time, and suddenly whispered unreasonably, "It's you anyway."
Chu nightning: "..."
The Honorable Lord looked interesting at the side, and couldn't help but ask with a smile, "A Ran, do you know who he is?"
"He didn't tell me, how do I know who he is."
"Haha, since you don't know who he is, why do you have to have him?"
The ink burned still holding Chu nightning's hand, turned his head, and said to the lord with a smile: "Because he looks the most gentle, it is best to speak."
In the dark, Chu nightning suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were dizzy.
… what a hell.
He didn't know what happened to Mo Ran's eyes at the time, but he actually felt that he was gentle. Don't talk about him, this matter was known to the whole life and death at the time, and they all sent affectionate greetings to the ink burning son with the eyes of "look at this silly child".
Chu nightning raised his hand and supported the faintly beating forehead.
Shoulder pain, confusion, hunger, dizziness.
It seemed like he didn't fall asleep.
He was stunned for a while on the bed, sitting up, and was about to light an incense stick to meditate when suddenly the door was knocked again.
The ink is still burning outside.
Chu nightning: "..."
He didn't answer, he didn't say get in or get out.
But this time, the door opened on its own.
Chu nightning looked up gloomily. However, the match already struck in his hand hovered in the air, but did not touch the incense, and after a while, it went out.
Chu nightning said: "Get out."
The ink burned and rolled in.
He was holding a bowl of steaming noodles just out of the pot.
This time it's simpler, there are not so many fancy noodles, the mellow noodle soup is sprinkled with chopped green onion and white sesame seeds, small pieces of pork ribs, green vegetables, and a slightly browned poached egg.
Chu nightning was very hungry, but he still had no expression on his face.
The ink burned the noodles on the table and said softly: "I asked the cook in the store to make another bowl."
Chu nightning lowered his eyes.
Sure enough, it will not be the ink burning himself.
"Eat some." Mo Ran said, "This bowl is not spicy, no beef, and no bean sprouts."
After he finished speaking, he exited, and by the way closed the door for Chu Wanning.
He apologized for Chu Wanning's injury.
But it can only be done so far.
In the house, Chu nightning leaned against the window, wondering what he was thinking. He folded his arms and stared at the bowl of pork ribs from a distance until the heat from the noodles dissipated, until it finally became cold and no heat.
He finally walked over and sat down, picked up his chopsticks, picked up the cold, or even tumbled pasta, and slowly began to eat it.
The Chen Zhaixie case has been closed.
The next day, they took the fostered dark horse from the post house and returned to the sect along the way they came.
In the streets, tea stalls and rice shops, people in Caidie Town are talking about the affairs of Chen Yuanwai's family.
In this small town, such a scandal broke out, enough for the townspeople to talk about it for a whole year.
"I didn't expect that Young Master Chen had already married Miss Luo behind closed doors. Hey, Miss Luo is so pitiful."
"If you want me to say, if the Chen family didn't get rich, they wouldn't be able to get out of this situation. Sure enough, men can't have money. Once they have money, they can flood the whole city with bad water."
A man was unhappy and said, "Young Master Chen didn't spill any bad water. It's all his parents' fault. Chen Yuanwai, this tortoise son, will have no assholes for future children."
Another person said: "The dead are pitiful, but what about the living? Look at Chen Yaoshi, Yao Qianjin, I think she is the most wronged. The black-hearted old mother of the Chen family deceived the eldest girl. , you talk about it, what should she do now?"
"Get married again."
The man rolled his eyes and sneered, "Marry again? Are you going to marry?"
The mud-legged man who was teased grinned and grinned between his teeth: "If the woman in my nest agrees, I will marry her. Miss Yao is so beautiful, I don't think she is a widow."
"Bah, the toad wants to eat swan meat."
The ink burned on the back of the horse, with his ears erect, listening to the left and looking at the right. If it weren't for Chu nightning closing his eyes, frowning, and writing the words "extremely noisy" on his forehead, the ink burns might want to get together with the villagers.
Walking in bridles, they finally left the main city and came to the suburbs.
The teacher suddenly snorted and pointed to the distance: "Master, look there."
In front of the destroyed temple of the ghost master of ceremonies, there was a large group of peasants in brown coats, who were busy moving bricks and stones. It seemed that they planned to repair the damaged earth temple and rebuild the golden body of the master of ceremonies.
The teacher said worriedly: "Master, the ghost master of ceremonies before is gone, and they have created a new one. Will this be a fairy body again, for wrongdoing?"
Chu nightning: "I don't know."
"How about we go and persuade them?"
Chu nightning: "The custom of marriage in Caidie Town has been going on for several generations. How can you and I be persuaded in a few words? Let's go."
Saying that, riding a light hoof, he walked away.
When we returned to the top of death and life, it was already evening.
Chu nightning said to the two apprentices in front of the mountain gate: "You go to the Danxin Temple to report your experience, and I will go to the discipline court."
The ink burned puzzled: "What are you going to do in the discipline court?"
The teacher looked worried: "..."
Chu nightning has no expression: "Receive punishment."
Although it is said that the emperor breaks the law and commits the same crime as the common people, but which emperor would go to jail and ask to be executed in the autumn after killing someone? The same is true in the realm of comprehension.
Elders who violate the precepts are guilty of the same as their disciples—in most sects, it is just an empty phrase.
In fact, it was an elder who violated the precepts. It would be good to write a self-crime book. Which fool would really be punished obediently, and be punished by a willow vine or dozens of sticks
So after the precept elders listened to Chu Wanning's self-expression, his face was green.
"No, Elder Yuheng, you really... really hit the client?"
Chu nightning lightly: "Well."
"You are too..."
Chu nightning raised his eyelids, glanced at him gloomily, and the precept elders shut up.
"This precept, according to the law, is two hundred sticks, punished by kneeling in Yanluo Temple for seven days, and banned for three months." Chu nightning said, "I have no defense and voluntarily receive the punishment."
Precept Elder: "..."
He looked left and right, hooked his fingers, and the door of the Disciplinary Court closed with a bang, and the surroundings suddenly became silent, only the two of them stood opposite each other.
Chu nightning: "What do you mean?"
"This, Elder Yuheng, it's not that you don't know, discipline is something, no matter how it is controlled, it shouldn't be on your head. This matter is closed, heaven and earth know, you know I know, just Forget it. If I hit you, your lord knows, why don't you worry about me?"
Chu nightning was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and simply said: "I am bound by the law, and I should also be bound by the law."
As he spoke, he knelt down in front of the hall and faced the commandment plaque.
"You punish."
The author has something to say: About how the new title came about.
Me: I want to change the name to "Erha and His Satsuma Master".
Friends: ... Satsuma? Isn't Satsuma a smiling angel? Master is a smiling angel? Does he smile
Me: It seems reasonable.
Friend: Cat.
So it became "Er Ha and His White Cat Shizun". When I typed these words, my mind kept looping oh oh oh, Sergeant Black Cat, oh oh oh, Sergeant Black Cat~= =
I can open an animal anthropomorphic theater in the future~
The big white cat master, the fox dog master, the husky ink burning, the little peacock Xue Meng~