The Peak of Life and Death was a hundred miles wide, with continuous corridors.
As a rising star among the various cultivation sects, it was quite different from the famous clans in the upper cultivation world.
Take the current flourishing Linyi Confucian Wind Sect as an example. Its main hall was called the Hall of Six Virtues. It hoped that its disciples would have "wisdom, faith, holiness, righteousness, benevolence, and loyalty."
The area where the disciples lived was called the Hall of Six Elements. It advised its disciples to have "filial piety, friendship, harmony, marriage, trust, and compassion."
The place where the lessons were taught was called the Hall of Six Arts. It referred to the fact that Confucian Wind Sect's disciples had to be proficient in the six arts of etiquette, music, archery, driving, calligraphy, and mathematics.
In short, it was boundlessly elegant.
On the other hand, the Peak of Life and Death was worthy of being born in poverty. The names it gave were difficult to explain in a few words. "Core Heart Hall" and "Good and Evil Hall" were both good names. It was probably because Mo Ran's father and uncle didn't study much that they couldn't think of more than a few words. They started to mess around, displaying a talent for naming things like "Xue Ya."
Therefore, the Peak of Life and Death copied many of the names of the underworld. For example, the secret room where the disciples reflected was called Yama Hall.
The jade bridge connecting the resting area and the teaching area was called the Bridge of Helplessness.
The dining hall was called the Meng Po Lobby, the martial arts field was called the Mountain of Blades and Sea of Flames, the forbidden area behind the mountain was called the Room of Dead Ghosts, and so on.
These were still considered good names. The more remote places were simply called "This is Mountain", "This is Water", and "This is Pit". There were also the famous "Ah Ah Ah" and "Wa Wa Wa" cliffs.
Naturally, the sleeping halls of the elders couldn't escape this mold. Each of them had their own nickname.
Chu Wanning was naturally no exception. He was a person who liked peace and quiet and didn't want to live with others. His residence was on the South Peak of Life and Death, hidden in a sea of green bamboo. There was a pond in front of the courtyard. In the pond, red lotuses covered the sun. Because of the abundant spiritual power, the lotuses in the pond bloomed all year round, dazzling like red clouds.
The disciples secretly called this place with beautiful scenery —
Red Lotus Hell.
Thinking of this, Mo Ran couldn't help but laugh.
Who asked Chu Wanning to have a feminine face all day long? When the disciples saw him, it was as if they had seen an Asura ghost. If the place where the ghost stayed was not called hell, then what was it called?
Xue Meng interrupted his reverie, "How can you still laugh?
Hurry up and finish your breakfast. After that, follow me to the Good and Evil Platform. Master will punish you in front of everyone today! "
Mo Ran sighed and touched the whip mark on his face. "Ouch … it hurts."
"Serves you right!"
"Sigh, I wonder if Heaven's Inquisition has fixed it. If not, don't use it to interrogate me again. Who knows what nonsense I will spout again."
Facing Mo Ran's sincere worry, Xue Meng's face turned red. He said angrily, "If you dare to say anything indecent to Master in front of everyone, see if I don't pull out your tongue!"
Mo Ran covered his face and waved his hand. He said faintly, "You don't need to pull it out, you don't need to pull it out. If Master uses the willow vine to tie me up again, I will kill myself on the spot to prove my innocence."
When the time came, Mo Ran was brought to the Good and Evil Platform according to the rules. He looked around and saw a sea of deep blue people below.
The disciples of the Life and Death Summit all wore the sect's robes. They wore light armors that were so blue that it was almost black. They had a lion's head belt, and the silver edges of their armguards and robes were shining brightly.
The sun rose from the east. Under the Good and Evil Platform, there was a sea of light.
Mo Ran knelt on the platform and listened to Elder Si Lv read out a long list of crimes in front of him.
"Elder Yu Heng's disciple, Mo Weiyu, has ignored the rules of the sect, ignored the teachings, did not follow the sect's rules, and has lost all morality.
He has violated the fourth, ninth, and fifteenth commandments of the sect. According to the rules, he should be beaten eighty times, copied a hundred times, and grounded for one month.
Mo Weiyu, do you have anything to say? "
Mo Ran looked at the white figure in the distance.
That was the only Elder on the Life and Death Summit who did not wear the same blue robes with silver edges.
Chu Wanning had a white satin robe and a silver mist silk cloth as a thin cover. It was as if he was covered with the frost of the Ninth Heaven, but he looked even colder than the frost.
He sat there quietly, some distance away. Mo Ran could not see the expression on his face clearly, but he knew that this person was unperturbed.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Ran said, "I have nothing to say."
The Disciplinary Elder followed the rules and asked the disciples below, "If there is anyone who is not satisfied with the verdict, or has a statement to make, you can speak now."
The disciples below began to hesitate, looking at each other in dismay.
None of them expected that Elder Yu Heng, Chu Wanning, would actually send his own disciple to the Good and Evil Stage and punish him in public.
To put it nicely, this was called being impartial. To put it bluntly, this was called a cold-blooded demon.
The cold-blooded demon Chu Wanning indifferently supported his chin and sat in his seat. Suddenly, someone used the Sound Amplification Technique to shout, "Elder Yu Heng, this disciple is willing to plead for mercy for Junior Brother Mo."
"… Plead for mercy?"
That disciple clearly felt that Mo Ran was the Lord's nephew. Even if he had made a mistake now, his future would still be bright. So he decided to use this opportunity to curry favor with Mo Ran.
He began to talk nonsense, "Although Junior Brother Mo has made a mistake, he usually loves his fellow disciples and helps the weak. Elder, please consider that his nature is not evil and give him a lenient sentence!"
Clearly, there was more than one person who wanted to curry favor with Junior Brother Mo.
Gradually, more and more people spoke up for Mo Ran. There were all kinds of strange reasons. Even Mo Ran himself felt awkward when he heard them. When did he have a "pure heart and care for the world"?
This was a punishment meeting, not a commendation meeting, right?
"Elder Yu Heng, Junior Brother Mo once helped me get rid of demons and killed troublesome Fierce Beasts. I am willing to ask for a reward for Junior Brother Mo. His merits offset his faults. I hope that Elder can reduce his sentence!"
"Elder Yu Heng, Junior Brother Mo once helped me remove my inner demons when I was suffering from Qi Deviation. I believe that Junior Brother Mo made a mistake this time because he was confused. I hope that Elder can reduce Junior Brother's punishment!"
"Elder Yu Heng, Junior Brother Mo once gave me a miraculous elixir to save my mother. He is a kind person. I hope that Elder can punish him lightly!"
The last person's story was snatched away by the previous person, so he had nothing to say for a moment. When he saw Chu Wanning's cold eyes sweeping over, he suddenly thought of an idea and blurted out, "Elder Yu Heng, Junior Martial Brother Mo once assisted me in Dual Cultivation …"
"Pfft." Someone couldn't hold back his laughter.
That disciple's face instantly turned red and he retreated embarrassedly.
"Yu Heng, calm down, calm down …" Seeing that the situation was not good, the disciplinary elder hurriedly tried to persuade him.
Chu Wanning coldly said, "I have never seen such a shameless person.
What is his name?
Whose disciple is he? "
The disciplinary elder slightly hesitated, then braced himself and said softly, "My disciple Yao Lian."
Chu Wanning raised his eyebrows, "Your disciple?
Shameless? "
The disciplinary elder couldn't help but feel awkward. He blushed and changed the topic, "His singing is not bad. He can be of help when we take him in as a sacrifice."
Chu Wanning snorted and turned his face away. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with this shameless disciplinary elder.
There were thousands of people on the Life and Death Summit. It was normal for there to be more than ten lackeys.
Mo Ran looked at the few brothers who were speaking so confidently. He almost believed them. So it turns out that he wasn't the only one who was good at lying with his eyes wide open. There were so many talents in the sect.
Chu Wanning, who had been chanted "Elder Yu Heng, please have mercy" countless times, finally spoke to the disciples.
"Plead for Mo Weiyu?" He paused and said, "Okay, all of you come up."
Those people didn't know what to do, so they trembled and went up.
Chu Wanning's palm flashed with a golden light. Heaven's Inquisition obeyed and came out. With a whoosh, it tied the dozen people into a ball and firmly tied them in place.
Again!!
Mo Ran was on the verge of despair. His legs turned to jelly when he saw Heaven's Inquisition. He really didn't know where Chu Wanning got such an abnormal weapon. Luckily, he didn't marry in his previous life. Any girl who married him would either be whipped to death or interrogated to death.
Chu Wanning's eyes were full of ridicule. He asked one of them, "Did Mo Ran help you get rid of demons?"
That disciple couldn't resist Heaven's Inquisition's torture. He immediately shouted, "No!
No! "
Then he asked another, "Did Mo Ran help you get rid of Qigong Deviation?"
"Ah ah!!
No!
No! "
"Mo Ran gave you elixirs?"
"Ah — —!
Help!
No no no!
I made it up!
I made it up! "
Chu Wanning loosened the ropes, but then he waved his hand fiercely. Sparks flew everywhere. Heaven's Inquisition was suddenly thrown out, hitting the backs of those lying disciples.
In an instant, screams were heard, and blood splattered everywhere.
Chu Wanning frowned and said angrily, "What are you shouting for?
Kneel down!
Discipline Master! "
"Here."
"Punish them!"
"Yes!"
In the end, not only did those people not get any benefits, but they also violated the Rhythm of Deception and were each beaten ten times with the rod. In addition, Elder Yu Heng also gave them a willow vine.
When night fell, Mo Ran lay on the bed. Although he had already applied medicine, his back was full of scars. He couldn't even turn over. He was in so much pain that tears welled up in his eyes and he kept sniffling.
He was born cute. His whimpering and curled up appearance made him look like a beaten kitten. Unfortunately, the content of his thoughts was not what a kitten should have.
He grabbed the blanket and bit the bedsheets, imagining that this was Chu Wanning. He bit!
Kick!
Kick!
Tear!
His only consolation was that Shi Mei came to visit him with the handmade wooden hands. Being stared at by those gentle eyes, Mo Ran's tears fell even more fiercely.
He didn't care about the saying that men don't cry easily. He loved to act spoiled with whoever he liked.
"Is it that painful?
Can you still get up? "Shi Mei sat by his bedside and sighed." Shizun, he … he was too ruthless with his actions.
Look at you … there are a few wounds, and the blood hasn't stopped yet. "
Mo Ran heard that he was worried about him, and a warm feeling gradually rose in his chest. He lifted his bright eyes from the blanket and blinked.
"Shi Mei, since you care so much about me, I, I don't feel pain anymore."
"Ah, look at you, how can it not hurt?
You know Shizun's temperament. Will you still dare to make such a big mistake in the future? "
Under the candlelight, Shi Mei looked at him with some helplessness and heartache. Those eyes were full of emotions, rippling like warm spring water.
Mo Ran's heart moved slightly, and he obediently said, "I won't do it again.
I swear. "
"When have you ever taken your oath seriously?" Although she said that, Shi Mi finally smiled. "If your hands turn cold, can you even get up?
If you can't get up, just lie down. I'll feed you. "
Mo Ran was already halfway up, but when he heard this, he immediately collapsed to the ground.
Shi Mei: "… …"
Whether it was in his previous life or in this life, Mo Ran's favorite food was the handmade wooden hands made by Shi Mei. The skin was thin like smoke, and the stuffing was tender like congealed fat. Every handmade wooden hands were full, smooth, soft, and fragrant. They melted in the mouth and left a fragrance in the mouth.
Especially the soup, which was white and mellow. It was sprinkled with green onions, tender egg shreds, and a spoonful of chili oil that was stir-fried with garlic. When it entered the stomach, it was as if it could warm the stomach for a lifetime.
Shi Mei carefully fed him spoonful by spoonful. As he fed him, he said, "I didn't put chili oil today. You're badly injured, so it's not easy to eat spicy food. Just drink the bone soup."
Mo Ran stared at him, unable to move his eyes away. He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if it's spicy or not. As long as it's made by you, it's delicious."
"You really know how to talk."
Shi Mei also smiled and picked up a poached egg lying in the soup. "I'll give you a soft one. I know you like it."
Mo Ran laughed. A bunch of messy hair stuck up on his forehead like a blooming flower. "Shi Mei."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I'm just calling you."
"… …"
His ahoge swayed.
"Shi Mei."
Shi Mei held back his laughter. "You're just calling me?"
"Yes, yes. I'm just calling you. I feel so happy."
Shi Mei was stunned for a moment. He gently touched his forehead. "This silly child, don't tell me you have a fever?"
Mo Ran burst out laughing. He rolled half over and looked at him sideways. His eyes were bright, as if they were full of stars.
"If I could eat Shi Mei's wontons every day, that would be great."
This was not a lie.
After Shi Mei's death, Mo Ran had always wanted to taste his wontons again. However, that kind of taste could never come back.
At that time, Chu Wanning had not completely broken off with him. He did not know if it was because of guilt, but when he saw Mo Ran kneeling in front of Shi Mei's coffin in a daze, Chu Wanning quietly went to the kitchen, kneaded the dough, and carefully wrapped a few wontons.
But before he finished wrapping the wontons, Mo Ran saw it. Mo Ran, who had lost his love, could not bear it. He only felt that Chu Wanning's behavior was mocking him. It was a clumsy imitation. It was deliberately hurting him.
Shi Mei was dead. Chu Wanning could have saved him, but he refused to help. After that, he even wanted to wrap Shi Mei's wontons for him to eat. Did he think that this would make him happy?
He rushed into the kitchen and knocked over all the utensils. The snow white wontons rolled all over the floor.
He roared at Chu Wanning. "Who do you think you are?
Do you think you deserve to eat his things?
Do you think you deserve to cook his dishes?
Shi Mei is dead. Are you satisfied?
Will you only be satisfied after you drive all of your disciples to their deaths and drive them insane?
Chu Wanning!
There is no one else in this world who can make that bowl of wontons. No matter how much you try to imitate him, you won't be able to do it! "
Today, he ate this bowl happily and emotionally. He slowly ate to the end. Although he was still smiling, his eyes were somewhat moist.
Fortunately, the candlelight was dim, so Shi Mei could not see his subtle expression.
Mo Ran said, "Shi Mei."
"Yes?"
"Thank you."
Shi Mei was stunned. Then, he gently smiled. "Isn't it just a bowl of wontons?
You don't have to be so polite with me. If you like it, I'll make it for you often in the future. "
Mo Ran wanted to say, "I'm not just thanking you for the bowl of wontons.
I want to thank you. Whether it was in the previous life or in this life, only you really looked up to me. You didn't mind my background, nor did you mind my unscrupulous 14 years of climbing up the ladder.
I also want to thank you. If it wasn't because I suddenly thought of you, after my rebirth, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to resist killing Rong Jiu. Then, I'll make a big mistake and walk the same path as before.
Fortunately, in this life, before you die, I will definitely protect you well. If something happens to you and Chu Wanning, that cold-blooded demon, is not willing to save you, there's still me. "
But how could he say these words out loud?
In the end, Mo Ran finished the soup in one gulp. Not even a stalk of scallion was left. He licked his lips as if he hadn't had enough. His dimples were deep, making him look like a cute kitten.
"Do you have more tomorrow?"
Shi Mei did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Don't you want to change to something else?
Aren't you tired of it? "
"I'm not tired of eating it every day. I'm just afraid you'll find me annoying."
Shi Mei shook his head and laughed. "I don't know if there's enough flour. If there's not enough, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it. If that's not enough, how about egg in sugar water?
It's your favorite. "
"Okay, okay.
As long as it's yours, anything is fine. "
Mo Ran was overjoyed. He was so happy that he wanted to hug his blanket and roll around.
Look at how virtuous Shi Mei is. Chu Wanning, you can hit me as much as you want!
Anyway, when I'm lying on the bed, I still have a beauty to care for me. Hmph!
When he thought of his Shizun, he couldn't help but feel angry.
Mo Ran started to pick at the seam of the bed again. He thought to himself, "What Wanye Yuheng, what Beidou Celestial Venerable, it's all bullsh * t!