Mo Ran didn't say anything, and for a while, the Adam's apple moved slightly.

He was almost like he was in the torrent of the sky, trying his best to climb a driftwood that he would not indulge in, thinking stutteringly:

Respect, respect and love him.

Respect is respect for the respect, love is respect for the love, not blasphemy, not hurt, do not add any extra feelings, and do not do things that are as confused and absurd as in the previous life and bully the master.

The lava boiled in his heart and said this sentence four or five times. Mo Ran could barely calm down and walked into the room as if he was calm, and greeted Chu Wanning with a smile.

"Master, it turns out that you are inside... why don't you make a sound?"

"Just just woke up." Chu Wanning said dryly.

If you accidentally fall into a spark, you will be able to start a prairie.

Mo Ran was holding a five-layer Nanzhu food box in his hand, which looked heavy. He wanted to put the food box on the table, but glanced at it and saw that the table was full of files, drills, mortise and tenon nails, and messy drawings. There was no way, so he had to hold the food box and walk to Chu Wanning's bed.

Chu Wanning seemed to be more angry than before when she woke up. She was obviously a little anxious when she looked at him, and frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

"Master got up late, there was nothing to eat in Mengpo Hall. I had nothing to do, so I made some things to accompany Master myself too early."

As he said that, he opened the food box and put it out one by one. At the top was a plate of fried wild mushrooms, then a plate of tender diamond lettuce, and at the bottom were silver silk rolls and honey sugar lotus root. At the bottom were two bowls of crystal-filled white rice, and a bowl of winter bamboo shoots and ham soup.

Two bowls of white rice...

Chu Wanning was speechless. It turned out that he had such a big appetite in Mo Ran's heart?

"The table is a little messy. Did Master eat on the bed, or should I clean up the table and then bring the dishes over?"

Of course, Chu Wanning didn't like to eat in bed, but at this time his lower body was still alive and was covered by the quilt. He wandered between his demeanor and his face for a moment, and resolutely chose the latter.

"There are too many things on the table, it will take a long time to pack it up, so let's eat here."

Mo Ran smiled and nodded: "Okay."

I have to say that Mo Ran’s skills are very good. The dishes made five years ago were already very delicious, and five years later it was hard for ordinary chefs to compare with. Moreover, this man was inexplicably ate his taste and knew that he didn’t like drinking porridge so much in the morning. He chose straw mushrooms for fresh mushrooms, and there was no bean paste in the silver shredded rolls, and used sweet potatoes. The winter bamboo shoots were all tender and pointed, and the ham was mixed with fat and thin, and the color was like the red clouds in the sky...

Mo Ran had never asked about his taste, but everything was just right, as if he had lived together for many years.

Chu Wanning was comfortable eating. Although she was calm, she didn't stop for a moment. After he finished his last sip of soup, he looked up and saw Mo Ran sitting beside the bed, stepping on the wooden strip of the chair next to him, and holding his cheeks with his hands, looking at him with a smile.

"What's wrong?" Chu Wanning subconsciously took out a handkerchief and wiped it, "Is there something on his lips..."

"No." Mo Ran said, "I feel happy to see that the master eats very deliciously."

"..." Chu Wanning felt a little uncomfortable and said lightly, "You cooked delicious food, just a little more rice, and one bowl next time will be enough."

Mo Ran seemed to want to say something, but in the end he still refused to say it. He grinned and showed his neat white teeth like a weaving shell.

"Um."

What a fool. He is very cautious and careful when encountering major events, but he is lazy in life. He doesn't even see two pairs of chopsticks under the food box.

After eating the amount of two people, I even told him that I had a little too much food, which was a bit overwhelming...

The more Mo Ran thought about it, the more funny he became. He couldn't help but gently hold the forehead with his hand, and his eyelashes drooped, shaking.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing is nothing." Mo Ran was afraid of hurting his face. His face was more important than anything else. Of course, he couldn't embarrass him. So he changed the subject and said, "Master, I suddenly remembered something. I forgot to tell you yesterday."

"What's up?"

"On the way back, I heard that the Master of Sin left the day before you left the seclusion."

"Yeah, not bad."

"So you didn't see him after you woke up, did you?"

"No."

Mo Ran sighed and said, "Then you can't blame the master for being rude. I heard people outside about the fact that Master was not polite. The Master was guilty and spent five years of hard work to restore his soul to Master, but he couldn't even get a thank you when he woke up. But the master left first, so he wouldn't have to run to Wubei Temple to kneel and cry out of gratitude. These gossipers are really annoying. Since I have asked clearly, I will let my uncle mention it at tomorrow morning meeting-"

Chu Wanning suddenly said, "No."

"Why?"

"...I have already had a feud with the master." Chu Wanning said, "Even if he is still there when I wake up, I won't thank him."

Mo Ran was stunned for a moment: "Why is this? I know that Master was expelled from the temple back then and no longer had any master-disciple connection with Master Huiniao, but he came to help when Master was in danger, not..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chu Wanning: "I can't explain my affairs with him clearly, and I don't want to talk about them anymore. If others say that I am completely unscrupulous and cold-blooded, let them go. It's clear that it's the truth."

Mo Ran was anxious: "Why is it the truth? You obviously - you are not that kind of person!"

Chu Wanning suddenly looked up, and his face suddenly became cold, as if the dragon had been touched by the reverse scales and blood was flowing.

"Mo Ran." He suddenly said, "How much do you know about me?"

"I--"

He looked at Chu Wanning's translucent eyes. The frost was so cold that he could not let go of his guard. He always kept the Wanli City Park.

For a moment, he suddenly thought of saying nonchalantly that I know, I know many of your things, and I know that even if some of your past and some of them were not known to me, I would like to listen to them and share them with you. Don’t always hide everything in your heart, put on the overlapping locks, and build barriers to the mountains. Aren’t you tired? Wouldn’t you feel uncomfortable?

But what is his position to say that?

He is his apprentice, and he must not be rebellious or disobey.

Mo Ran finally said speechless.

After a while of silence, Chu Wanning's body, which was tense like a bowstring, finally loosened one by one. He seemed a little tired, sighed and said, "Man is not a sage, and he is even weaker in front of destiny. Some things cannot be controlled by yourself just by thinking about it. Okay, don't mention it to me again in the future. You go out, I want to change my clothes."

"...Yes." Mo Ran lowered his head, silently packed up the food box, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly said, "Master, aren't you angry with me, are you?"

Chu Wanning glared at him: "Why am I angry with you?"

Mo Ran Zhanyan smiled and said, "That's good, that's good. Then can I come tomorrow?"

"what ever."

After a pause, I suddenly thought of something and added, "Don't say to me like 'I'm in' in the future."

Mo Ran was stunned for a moment: "Why?"

"You've come in! Isn't this a nonsense?" Chu Wanning was angry again, not knowing whether it was Qi Moran's untimely purity or his unscrupulous face.

After Mo Ran left in confusion, Chu Wanning got out of bed and was too lazy to wear his shoes. He walked to the bookcase barefoot and took out a roll of bamboo slips. He spread the bamboo slips with a loud bang, staring at the words on it, his eyes obscure, and speechless for a while.

This bamboo slip was placed next to his pillow when he was guilty of his sin. The spell was cast on the slip, and only Chu Wanning could open it himself. The handwriting on it was neat and neat, and it was written as "Young Master Chu personally".

His teacher called him Mr. Chu.

It's really ridiculous.

The content of the letter was neither long nor short. It talked about some things that Chu Wanning needed to pay attention to when he woke up, and spent more than half of the article to "request" him for one thing.

After the Master Huainiao asked him to recover his energy, he must go to Longxue Mountain near Wubei Temple to meet him. The article said sincerely, saying that he was old and felt that he had not had much time. When he thought of some past events, he felt very distressed and guilty.

"Before the old monk passed away, I hope to talk to you. You still have an old illness. When you hear that you are affected by this old illness, you need to retreat for ten days every seven years. The old monk is really ashamed. If you want to come to Longxue Mountain, you can set up a formation to heal. However, the magic and mantra are very dangerous. You need to bring a disciple of both wood and fire to accompany the spirit."

Old disease... Dragon Blood Mountain...

Chu Wanning frowned and his fingers almost fell into his palm.

How can it be healed? How can the destroyed things and lost things be restored in the 164 days of Longxue Mountain?

Being guilty is a skill that can make you clear. Can you fill in the scars that are full of slightest?!

He suddenly opened his eyes, golden light rose in his palm, and the strong Xiangfei bamboo slips shattered into powder in an instant and were wiped out into ashes in an instant.

He will never step into Wubei Temple again in his life.

He will no longer call him a master if he is guilty.

In the blink of an eye, it had been four days since Chu Wanning left the seclusion. On that day, Xue Zhengyong called him to the Danxin Palace and handed him a letter of instructor. He shook it open and saw a few simple words inside.

Chu Wanning raised his eyes and said, "You gave it wrong."

"What?" Xue Zhengyong took the letter to read it again and said, "You're not wrong."

"..." Chu Wanning narrowed his eyes, "It says that helping the villagers of Yuliang Village work farming."

"Don't you?"

“…”

Xue Zhengyong opened his eyes wide: "You really can't do it?!"

Chu Wanning was a little embarrassed by his question, so he ran into a panic: "There is nothing normal, what are the things that can eliminate demons and exorcises evil spirits?"

Xue Zhengyong said: "It's quite peaceful recently, and there's really no place to get into evil spirits. Oh, Ran'er will go with you anyway. At worst, you can sit and rest and let him do a coolie. For young people, harvesting some rice and making some millet is not a trivial matter."

Chu Wanning's black eyebrows frowned deeply: "When did the top of life and death start to take on such trivial matters?"

"...I've been picking up all the time. Grandma Wang's cat climbed up the tree and couldn't come down. Shi Mei went to pick it up. But there were many tricky things in the past, and I didn't bother you in the simple way." Xue Zhengyong said, "You just woke up recently. I originally wanted others to do it, but I think you shouldn't be idle."

"Then I don't... want to cut rice." Chu Wanning turned his breath and did not say "I can't cut rice."

Xue Zhengyong said: "I said that I asked Ran'er to help you, just take a look at it and walk."

"If I don't take on the task, I can't relax. I'll walk?"

"That's right." Xue Zhengyong scratched his head, "But Yuliang Village is close to Caidie Town. That piece of sky leak is made up by Ran'er. After all, he is not as good as you. Why don't you go and see what needs reinforcement?"
To be continued...