Chapter 50: This Venerable One Likes You

As a person who cherished weapons, this scene made Chu Wanning so angry that he was speechless.

He was afraid that he was looking at an idiot.

Not far away, under the flowering trees, Mo Ran summoned the Ghost.

The God of War could freely expand and shrink, but most people were willing to make their weapons bigger and more impressive. At the very least, like Chu Wanning, they would keep their normal appearance.

However, Mo Ran had shrunk the ghost into a very small one. It was about the same length and thickness as a headband. Ye Linglong, a dignified Divine Martial Artist, looked like a pitiful little child.

Everyone's spiritual energy was different. Chu Wanning's Heaven's Inquisition was golden when he poured spiritual energy into it, but the Ghost was red.

Therefore, without the willow leaves, the Ghost looked like a matchmaker …

"Shi Mei, tie this on your hand. I want to know if the Ghost is the same as Heaven's Inquisition, and if it also has the ability to coax people into telling the truth."

"Uh … you want to test it on me?"

Mo Ran laughed: "Yes, because I'm the best with you, and I believe that you won't lie to me."

Shi Mei was still hesitant: "That's true, but …"

"Aiya, I won't ask tricky questions.

If you don't believe me, let's make a pinky promise. "

Saying so, he stretched out his pinky.

Shi Mei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How old are you? You're still so childish."

"Pinky swear. You can pinky swear when you're eight years old, you can pinky swear when you're eighteen. Even when you're eighty-eight, you can still pinky swear. What's so childish about it?" Mo Ran grinned as he held up Shi Mei's right hand and pinky swear.

Shi Mei was both angry and amused, but there was nothing he could do. In the end, he could only let him do as he pleased.

Unexpectedly, Mo Ran grabbed Shi Mei's pinky, but didn't make a pinky promise with him. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and laughed: "The Ghost, let's get to work."

With two swishing sounds, the ghost tied Shi Mei's pinky finger with lightning speed, while the other end was tied to Mo Ran's pinky finger, which was still standing upright.

The handsome youth smiled like a sly fox that had ascended to heaven. His dimples were deep as he happily said, "Congratulations, you've been fooled."

Shi Mei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You!

… Let go of me. "

"There's no rush," Mo Ran said with a smile. "I'll release you after I ask a few questions."

In fact, ever since Jin Chengchi obtained the Sauvignon Blanc and Shi Mei failed to open the box, Mo Ran felt uneasy.

Although Shi Mei was wearing gloves at that time and couldn't touch the box directly, Mo Ran still couldn't completely let it go. Moreover, Chu Wanning was the one who opened the box in the end.

Chu Wanning … How is this possible …

Therefore, Mo Ran felt that Xiangsi must have been broken.

However, in order to confirm this, he felt that it was best to confirm it with the ghost.

He didn't doubt his sincerity towards Shi Mei, but he was worried that in Shi Mei's heart, he was actually insignificant.

As for Jin Chengchi saying that he liked him, it might just be his own imagination.

He felt that Shi Mei had a gentle temperament and treated everyone well.

Unlike Chu Wanning, who always put on a face as if others owed him a mountain of gold and silver, which was especially annoying.

Although the Emperor Ta was a rough person, when he was thinking about his sweetheart, this guy could be very troublesome.

"First of all."

Although Mo Ran was worried, he still maintained a smile on his face and pretended to be relaxed. He even decided to throw out a few irrelevant questions to pave the way for the real story.

"What do you think of Xue Meng?"

Feeling the pain on his finger, Shi Mei couldn't help but answer honestly, "Young Master is very good, but he's too direct and sometimes it's unbearable."

Mo Ran clapped and laughed, "Eh?

You also have times when you can't stand him?

Hahaha, no wonder, after all, he's so annoying. "

Shi Mei blushed, "… Lower your voice, don't let Young Master hear you."

"Okay okay okay." Mo Ran laughed, "But I'm very happy when you say bad things about him."

Shi Mei, "…"

Mo Ran asked again, "Then what do you think of Shizun?"

"Shizun is very good, but his temper is a bit …" It seemed that Shi Mei really didn't want to comment on Chu Wanning, but he couldn't do anything about it. After biting his lip for a while, he said with grievance, "His temper is a bit irritable."

"Haha, how is that irritable, it's clearly very irritable.

He gets angry every few days and refuses to admit it when he's angry. I think even Consort Gui is easier to serve than him. "

Chu Wanning, who was standing in the corner, "…"

Mo Ran suddenly became curious and asked, "Since you know that Shizun has a bad temper, why do you still want to be his disciple?"

Shi Mei said, "Shizun has a cold face but a kind heart. My talent is not as good as others, but he never thinks that I'm stupid. He says that education is for all. Since I'm not good at attacking, he teaches me healing and recovery techniques.

He, he treats me very well. "

Mo Ran was originally happy, but when he heard this, he suddenly stopped smiling and gradually became silent.

After a while, Mo Ran said, "How is he treating you well?

He just teaches you some spells and occasionally takes care of you. If it were any other Master, they would do the same. "

"That's not the same –"

Mo Ran suddenly became unhappy and puffed up his cheeks, "Anyway, he doesn't treat you well!

I can do all the things that he does to you! "

Shi Mei didn't say anything.

In this awkward silence, Mo Ran gradually calmed down the anger in his heart. When he saw that Shi Mei didn't say anything, he suddenly felt guilty and whispered, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Shi Mei said.

But after a while, Shi Mei said somewhat abruptly, "A few years ago, before you came to the Peak of Life and Death, there was one time when I was walking on the road and there was a sudden rainstorm."

"At that time, I hadn't become Shizun's disciple yet. When I was running in the rain, I met him.

He was holding a red oil-paper umbrella. When he saw that I was in a difficult situation, he asked me to hide under his umbrella.

I had long heard of his cold reputation. When I walked side by side with him, my heart was very nervous. "

"And then?"

Shi Mei said with a gentle expression, "And then?

And then we didn't talk the whole way. "

Mo Ran nodded in agreement, "He's such a boring person. There really isn't much to say to him."

"Yes." Shi Mei smiled, "Shizun is a man of few words.

But when he sent me to the door, I thanked him.

Suddenly, I saw that his right shoulder was completely soaked. And I was standing on his left the whole way, so I didn't get wet at all. "

Mo Ran, "… …"

"That oil-paper umbrella was very small. In fact, it was only big enough for one person to hold it.

He blocked most of it for me. I watched as he walked away in the rain. When I returned to my room, I wrote an invitation to become his disciple, begging him to accept me as his disciple. "

"Don't say anymore." Mo Ran suddenly said, "You're too kind. If you keep talking, I'll feel sorry for you."

Shi Mei said warmly, "Mo Ran, don't you think that Shizun is the one who's sorry?

He only has such a small umbrella. Because he always walks alone, no one is willing to accompany him.

So sometimes, when Shizun is a bit strict with me or scolds me a bit more, I don't care.

Because I remember his soaked shoulder. "

Mo Ran didn't say anything. Only the tip of his nose was slightly red, and a trace of bitterness floated in his heart.

That feeling of bitterness was a bit vague. Suddenly, he didn't know who this feeling was for.

"Mo Ran, let me ask you a question."

"Mm, go ahead."

"Do you especially hate Shizun?"

Mo Ran stared blankly, "I … …"

"Or should I say, you don't like him, right?"

When Shi Mei asked this question, his usually calm and gentle gaze seemed a bit sharp.

Mo Ran was caught off guard. Under such a sharp gaze, he was suddenly speechless.

Mo Ran lowered his head. He didn't nod or shake his head. After a long time, he forced a smile and said, "Aiya, wasn't I the one asking you a question?

I wasn't careful and actually got tangled up by you.

How can this be? "

Seeing that he was avoiding the question, Shi Mei didn't insist. He only smiled and said, "I'm just asking casually. You don't have to take it to heart."

"Mm."

Mo Ran tidied up his mood and then looked up. Through the curtain of his thick eyelashes, he looked at Shi Mei's beautiful face.

Originally, his third question was to ask whether Shi Mei liked him or not.

But after this conversation, his mood suddenly became heavy. After a while of silence, Mo Ran suddenly said, "He's my Shizun. He's only my Shizun. It's not about whether I like him or not."

Hearing this, Chu Wanning, who was standing in the dark, slightly moved his eyelashes, like the rustling wings of an injured butterfly.

Although some things were clear in one's heart, when it was confirmed, one still felt like one's body was floating and one's heart was sinking into the sea.

Maybe it was because autumn came early, but Chu Wanning suddenly felt a bit cold.

In the distance, Mo Ran and Shi Mei were talking. He closed his eyes. The slight nausea that had recently appeared occasionally rose to his head.

He suddenly felt extremely tired. He turned around and wanted to leave.

But after a few steps, Mo Ran's voice was carried by the autumn wind and faintly passed into his ears.

He couldn't help but stop in his tracks.

Mo Ran asked Shi Mei the third question, "Okay, you talked about Xue Meng and Shizun. Now, let's talk about me."

He tried to minimize the concern in his voice. Carefully, even somewhat humbly, he asked,

"Shi Mei, what do you think of me?"

Shi Mei suddenly stopped talking.

Like Heaven's Inquisition, the ghost obviously had the ability to interrogate the truth. Shi Mei resisted answering. Because of this, the ghost's red light became brighter and tighter around Shi Mei's fingertips.

Shi Mei frowned, "It hurts …"

"I only want you to say one thing."

Mo Ran couldn't bear it, but this question was buried deep in his heart. In both his previous and current lives, it had almost become his inner demon. So he still insisted on asking, "What do you think of me?"

Shi Mei shook his head and closed his eyes. It seemed that he was in great pain. His long eyelashes couldn't stop trembling and his forehead gradually seeped out with fine sweat.

"…" Mo Ran saw him like this. In the end, his heart softened. He sighed, "Forget it …"

He was about to withdraw from the ghost when Shi Mei couldn't hold it in any longer. His face was as white as gold paper. He said hoarsely, "I think you are very good."

Mo Ran suddenly opened his eyes wide.

After Shi Mei said this, his originally pale face quickly turned red. He seemed to be very annoyed. He lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at the ghost.

The ghost turned into little red lights, like the petals of a flower, fluttering back into Mo Ran's palm. Mo Ran couldn't hold it in. He lowered his head and laughed softly. When he looked up at Shi Mei again, his eyebrows and eyes were rippling like spring flowers in full bloom.

There was a lazy smile in his voice, but his eyes were a little wet. He said, "Okay, thank you.

I also think you are very good.

Although Jin Chengchi had told you about it, you didn't remember it at all.

So I want to say it again. You are really … very likable. "

Although he didn't say in detail what kind of 'like' it was, Shi Mei's neck still turned red. He couldn't say a word.

Mo Ran stared at him with a pair of deep eyes.

The light in his eyes was so clear, like the stars in the sea or the waves in the Milky Way.

"I want to treat you very well and make you happy."

Shi Mei wasn't stupid. Looking at his expression, he knew what he was thinking. He couldn't help but lower his head.

Mo Ran looked at him and couldn't help but want to raise his hand to touch Shi Mei's hair.

But before he could get close, a golden light suddenly flashed. "Pa!" A vine whip hit Mo Ran's face solidly.

"Ah!" Mo Ran felt pain and turned around in shock.

He saw Chu Wanning standing with his hands behind his back. He was wearing a white robe that was whiter than snow. He was standing by the green roof and white wall, looking down at them coldly.

Heaven's Inquisition was like a snake hissing and flicking its tongue. It coiled around the ground, its willow leaves rustling. From time to time, it would burst into a cluster of sparks and a ray of golden light.

Shi Mei said in shock, "Shizun …"

Mo Ran covered his face and said, "Shizun."

So what if he was hated? So what if he wasn't liked?

If it was someone else, they would cry bitterly. But if it was Chu Wanning … Cry?

Ridiculous.

Of course, he would beat the one who didn't know what to do.

Chu Wanning's expression was extremely cold. He walked over and said coldly, "Why are you chatting here instead of cultivating?

Mo Weiyu, do you think you're so great just because you got the last Divine Martial Skill?

You're so confident that you're invincible?

You're in such a leisurely mood. "

"Shizun, I just want to …"

Chu Wanning's eyes were fierce. Mo Ran shut up.

"Shi Mingjing, come with me. Mo Weiyu."

He paused and said in disgust, "Go and cultivate. If you can't last ten moves with me when I come to spar with you, you'll go back and copy the Qingxin Manual three hundred times as punishment.

Scram. "

Ten moves?

Mo Ran felt that it was better for him to copy the Qingxin Manual directly.