Chu Wanning's words were stuck in his throat. He was silent for a long time with a gloomy face. In the end, he slowly changed his words to, "Get in here."
"Huh?
You didn't lock the door? "
They had been in a cold war for an entire day. At this moment, Mo Ran was determined to make up with him. He pushed the door open and walked in as if nothing had happened.
Chu Wanning sat at the table with an expressionless face. He raised his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently.
In all fairness, Mo Ran was very good-looking. The moment he walked in, the whole room lit up.
He was indeed very young. His skin was tight and seemed to emit a faint glow. The curve of his mouth was naturally slightly curly. Even when he was emotionless, he seemed to be smiling.
Chu Wanning calmly shifted her gaze away from Mo Ran. Her long eyelashes drooped as she extinguished a stick of incense on the table. Then, she asked coldly, "What's the matter?
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to … take a look at your wounds."
Mo Ran lightly coughed a few times. His gaze fell on Chu Wanning's shoulder, and he was slightly stunned. "It's already changed?"
Chu Wanning said indifferently, "Yes."
Mo Ran was speechless.
He did bear a grudge against Chu Wanning and was also angry that Chu Wanning had injured Shi Mei.
But after calming down, Mo Ran wasn't completely heartless. Hatred was hatred, but he didn't forget how Chu Wanning's shoulder was injured.
In that suffocating coffin, it was Chu Wanning who was tightly hugging himself. He used his own body to block the sharp claws of the ghost master. He was in so much pain that his entire body was trembling, but he didn't let go …
Mo Ran loathed Chu Wanning.
However, other than disgust, for some reason, there were also some very complicated emotions mixed in.
He was a boorish person. He didn't study when he was young. Although he learned some literature later on, he still couldn't understand many delicate things, especially when it came to relationships.
For example, regarding Chu Wanning, Mo Ran scratched his head and pondered for a long time. The back of his head was about to go bald, but he still couldn't figure out what this feeling was.
He could only recognize one emotion: like, dislike, hatred, pleasure, displeasure.
If he mixed all these emotions together, the wise and mighty Emperor Ta would see stars and become completely dizzy.
I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't know. Help, my head hurts.
Therefore, Mo Ran was too lazy to think about it anymore. After all, he didn't have the time to study anyone other than Shi Mei.
In his heart, he secretly recorded a bad debt with Chu Wanning. On the one hand, he secretly planned that if there was a chance in the future, he would definitely pay back double. On the other hand, he felt guilty and conflicted. In the end, he still knocked on Chu Wanning's door.
He didn't want to owe Chu Wanning anything.
But this person, Chu Wanning, was even more stubborn and ruthless than he thought.
Mo Ran stared at the pile of bloodstained cotton gauze on the table, the basin full of hot water dyed red with blood, and the sharp knife carelessly thrown to the side. There was still flesh hanging from the tip of the knife. His head grew big.
How did this person manage to heal himself?
Was he really able to cut open the wound without batting an eyelid?
Just imagining that scene made his scalp go numb. Was this guy still human?
When he thought about how he had just cleaned up Shi Mei's wounds, Shi Mei was in so much pain that he softly groaned and had tears in the corners of his eyes, even if Mo Ran didn't like Chu Wanning, he couldn't help but to repeatedly bow to him in his heart.
Elder Yu Heng really was a domineering and pure man. He was convinced.
After standing in place for a while, Mo Ran broke the silence.
He lightly coughed twice and rubbed the tips of his feet on the floor. He said awkwardly, "Just now at the Chen residence … Shizun, I'm sorry."
Chu Wanning didn't say anything.
Mo Ran secretly glanced at him. "I shouldn't have yelled at you."
Chu Wanning still didn't pay attention to him. This person's face was indifferent and expressionless as usual, but he felt wronged in his heart, so he didn't say anything.
Mo Ran walked over. When he got closer, he saw that Chu Wanning had wrapped his shoulders in cotton gauze and tied himself up like a crab.
"… …"
Well, a person who didn't even know how to wash clothes, how could he expect him to tie himself up nicely?
Mo Ran sighed and said, "Shizun, don't be angry."
"Which eye of yours saw that I was angry?" Chu Wanning said angrily.
Mo Ran, "… …"
After a while.
"Shizun, that's not how you wrap a wound … …"
He rudely retorted, "Do I need you to teach me?"
Mo Ran, "… …"
He raised his hand, wanting to help Chu Wanning untie the gauze and re-wrap it. However, after observing his expression, he felt that if he dared to touch him, he would probably get a big slap. He couldn't help but hesitate.
He raised his hand and put it down, put it down and raised it up again. After repeating this several times, Chu Wanning became angry.
He glared at him. "What are you doing?
Do you still want to hit me? "
"… … … …" He really did want to hit him, but not now.
Mo Ran was so angry that he laughed. He didn't care about anything else and suddenly reached out to hold his shoulder. A dimple appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Shizun, I'll help you re-bandage it."
Chu Wanning originally wanted to refuse, but Mo Ran's warm fingers had already covered his. He suddenly felt that his mouth was dry and he couldn't speak. Thus, his lips moved slightly, but he still let him do as he pleased.
The gauze was removed layer by layer, soaking in blood. When it was completely removed, five glaring holes could be seen.
Just looking at them made one shudder. They were many times more serious than the wounds on Shi Mei's face.
Mo Ran also didn't know why. He stared blankly for a while, then suddenly asked in a soft voice, "Does it hurt?"
Chu Wanning lowered his long eyelashes and only lightly said, "It's okay."
Mo Ran said, "I'll be a bit gentler."
Chu Wanning didn't know what to think, but suddenly his ears turned a bit red.
In the end, he got angry at himself and felt that he was really crazy. He didn't know what he was thinking about all day. Thus, his expression became even stiffer and his temper worse. He dryly said, "Up to you."
The candlelight in the guest room flickered. Under the dim yellow light, one could see that some places weren't covered with ointment at all. Mo Ran was really speechless. He felt that it was a miracle that Chu Wanning could live to this day healthily.
"Shizun."
"Yes?"
"What happened to you at the Chen house today?
Why did you suddenly hit people? "While applying the ointment, he asked.
Chu Wanning was silent for a while, then said, "I just couldn't stand it."
Mo Ran asked, "What made you so angry?"
At this time, Chu Wanning didn't want to argue with the younger generation, so he concisely told Mo Ran about Luo Xianxian. After hearing this, Mo Ran shook his head. "You're too stupid. Even if you couldn't stand it, you shouldn't have confronted them directly.
If it were me, I would've made up a messy spell and lied to them that the evil spirit had been eliminated. Then I would've patted my ass and left them to fend for themselves.
Look at you. For such a rotten person, you made such a fuss. You're not flexible at all. You even accidentally injured Shi Mei — — "
Halfway through his words, Mo Ran suddenly stopped.
His two eyes stared at Chu Wanning, and he didn't make a sound.
He was very careful with the bandages, and for a moment, he forgot himself. The tone he used to talk to Chu Wanning had unknowingly turned into that of a thirty-two-year-old, impudent and rude.
Chu Wanning obviously also noticed. He was looking at Mo Ran coldly from the corner of his eyes. His eyes said a familiar sentence — — "See if I don't beat you to death."
"Uh … …"
Before he could think of a way to deal with it, Chu Wanning had already opened his mouth.
He said very coldly, "Is Shi Mingjing someone I want to hit?"
At the mention of Shi Mei, Mo Ran's originally sober mind began to go haywire. His tone also hardened. "Weren't you the one who hit that person?"
Chu Wanning also regretted that slap, but he couldn't keep his face. At this time, his face was sullen and he didn't say a word.
Chu Wanning was the stubborn type, and Mo Ran was the infatuated type. When the two people's gazes met, sparks flew.
The atmosphere that had just eased up a little was once again irredeemably deadlocked.
Mo Ran said, "Shi Mei didn't do anything wrong. Shizun, you accidentally hurt him. Don't tell me you're not even willing to say a word of apology?"
Chu Wanning narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Are you questioning me?"
"… … I'm not." Mo Ran paused. "I just feel bad for him. He was innocently implicated, but he didn't get an apology from Shizun."
Under the candlelight, the handsome and youthful youth wrapped the last bandage around Chu Wanning's wound and carefully wrapped it. It still looked like a rather warm scene from a moment ago, but the two people's moods had changed.
Especially Chu Wanning. It was like a jar of vinegar had exploded in his chest. A sour taste kept surging up, and he was angry and annoyed.
Apologize?
How do you spell the word 'apologize'?
Who's going to teach him?
Mo Ran said again, "The wound on his face needs at least half a year to heal completely. When I was just applying medicine to him, he told me that he didn't blame you. Shizun, he doesn't blame you, but do you think you're in the right?"
This sentence was no different from adding oil to the fire.
Chu Wanning endured for a while, but in the end, he couldn't. He suppressed his voice and said in a low voice, "Get out."
Mo Ran, "… …"
Chu Wanning said angrily, "Get out!"
Mo Ran was thrown out. The door slammed in his face, almost crushing his fingers.
Mo Ran was also angry. Look, look!
What kind of person was this?
Didn't he just want him to apologize?
His face was as precious as gold. How difficult was it for him to say 'sorry' with just a few words?
I'm the Emperor Ta, and I'm not stingy with apologizing to others.
And he's the Big Dipper Celestial Venerable? Why did he suddenly throw a tantrum? It was as if he had swallowed gunpowder!
No wonder no one cared about him even though he had such a handsome face!
Serves him right to be single for life!
Since Chu Wanning didn't care about him and gave him the cold shoulder, the high and mighty Emperor Ta wouldn't shamelessly roll on the floor and sleep at the door.
Although he was tenacious and stuck to Shi Mei like sticky candy, he stuck to Shi Mei, not Shizun.
He left without a care and went to accompany Shi Mii.
"Why are you back?"
Shi Mei, who was already lying down to rest, was stunned when she saw Mo Ran come in. She sat up, her long black hair hanging down. "How is Shizun?"
"Very good. His temper is as bad as usual."
Shi Mei, "… …"
Mo Ran brought a chair over and sat in the opposite direction. He rested his hand on the back of the chair and smiled lazily. He sized up Shi Mei's long hair.
Shi Mei said, "Why don't I go and see him … …"
"Wow, don't do anything stupid." Mo Ran rolled his eyes. "He's fierce."
"Did you make him angry again?"
"Does he need to be provoked?
He can get angry with himself. I think he's made of wood. He'll burn with anger at the slightest provocation. "
Shi Mei shook his head and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Mo Ran said, "You should rest early. I'll go downstairs and borrow the kitchen to make you some food."
Shi Mei said, "What are you doing?
You haven't slept all night. Why don't you sleep? "
"Haha, I'm in good spirits."
Mo Ran laughed. "But if you can't bear to leave me, I can stay with you until you fall asleep."
Shi Mei hurriedly waved his hand and said gently, "No, I can't sleep if you keep looking at me like this. You should go to bed early too. Don't tire yourself out."
The smile on Mo Ran's face stiffened. He was a little sad.
Although Shi Mi was gentle to him, he always maintained an ambiguous attitude, sometimes far, sometimes close. Although he was clearly close to him, he was like the moon in the mirror, a flower in the water, he could only look at it but could not obtain it.
"… … Okay."
In the end, he just tried to cheer up and smile. Mo Ran's smile was very bright. When this person wasn't evil, he was actually cute. "Call me if you need anything. I'll be next door or downstairs."
"Okay."
Mo Ran raised his hand and wanted to touch his hair, but in the end, he restrained himself.
He turned his hand in the air and scratched his head.
"I'm leaving."
After leaving the room, Mo Ran couldn't help but sneeze.
He sniffed his nose.
Because Colorful Butterfly Town produced incense, the price of all kinds of incense was not expensive. Therefore, the inn was not stingy. Every room was lit with a long special incense. First, it could ward off evil, second, it could get rid of humidity, and third, it could make the room fragrant.
But Mo Ran felt uncomfortable when he smelled the incense. But since Shi Mei liked it, he endured it.
Downstairs, Mo Ran waddled in front of the innkeeper and gave him a silver ingot. He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Innkeeper, do me a favor."
The innkeeper looked at the silver ingot and smiled more politely than Mo Ran. "Immortal Sage, what orders do you have?"
Mo Ran said, "I see that there aren't many people here for breakfast, so I've talked to you. The kitchen will be used by me this morning. I'll have to trouble you to bring the other guests back."
How much money could he earn earlier?
In half a month, he might not even be able to earn back a single silver ingot. The shopkeeper immediately beamed with joy as he agreed, leading the swaggering Mo Wei Yu to the inn's kitchen.
"Immortal Sage, you want to cook?
Why don't you let our chef do it? He's very good at cooking. "
"No need." Mo Ran smiled. "Innkeeper, have you heard of Xiang Tan's Drunken Jade Restaurant?"
"Ah … Isn't that the Music and Dance Pavilion that collapsed a year ago?"
Mo Ran said, "Yes."
The innkeeper peeked outside and confirmed that his wife was busy and not eavesdropping. He snickered and said, "Why haven't I heard of it?
It's the most famous restaurant by Xiang River. There was a famous musician there. Her name shook the world. It's a pity that it's far away. Otherwise, I'd like to hear her play a song. "
Mo Ran smiled. "Thank you for the compliment. I'll thank you on her behalf."
"On her behalf?
On her behalf? "The innkeeper scratched his head." Do you know her? "
Mo Ran said, "More than that."
"Wow … Immortal Sage, I can't tell.
Eh? But you cultivators can also … Hmm … "
Mo Ran interrupted him with a smile. "Apart from music, do you know anything else?"
"Hmm … It's said that her food is also very good."
The corners of Mo Ran's mouth curled up and his smile became even brighter. He skillfully picked up the kitchen knife and said, "Before I started cultivating, I worked in the kitchen of Drunken Jade Pavilion for several years.
Tell me, is your chef's food better than mine? "
The innkeeper was even more shocked. He said incoherently, "Immortal Sage, you're really … really …"
He really didn't know what to say for a long time.
Mo Ran glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, his lips curled into a calm and proud smile. He said lazily, "Go out, I'm going to cook."
The innkeeper didn't know that he was talking to the former Master of Darkness. He pulled a long face and said, "I've heard that Drunken Jade Restaurant's desserts are exquisite. I wonder if Immortal Sage can give me some face and let me try some when you're done?"
He thought that Mo Ran would definitely agree since his request wasn't high.
Who knew that Mo Ran would squint his eyes and say with an evil smile, "You want to eat?"
"Hmm!"
"You wish!"
Mo Ran snorted. His arrogance was obvious. He muttered, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who would easily cook and serve others?
I made this especially for Shi Mei. If it weren't for him, I definitely wouldn't start a fire to cook … "
He took out a radish and started to cut it while muttering.
"…" The innkeeper was deflated. He rubbed his hands awkwardly and stood there. He smiled for a while and then left.
He was also muttering in his heart.
'Me?
He's so young. He probably hasn't even formed his spirit core yet. '
He kept muttering, "Junior Sister", but there wasn't a female Daoist among the people who came with him today.
The innkeeper rolled his eyes.
He knew that this person was sick, and very sick.
Mo Ran busied himself in the kitchen for a while. He stayed for a full four hours. When it was almost noon, he finally finished. He excitedly ran upstairs to wake Shi Mei up.
When he passed by Chu Wanning's room, he slowly stopped.
Should I ask him to eat with me?
Thinking of Chu Wanning's bad temper, Mo Ran curled his lips and looked at him with disdain.
I won't ask, I won't ask. There's only so much food. I don't want to eat with him!