Chapter 51: This Venerable One's Shizun... Pfft Ha ha Ha

For the next three days, Chu Wanning's complexion was not very good, and his temper was also very irritable.

Yu Heng's disgust was written all over his face. Wherever he went, he was shrouded in a layer of haze. When the disciples saw him, they scattered like birds and beasts. Even Xue Zhengyong could feel the faint murderous aura around him, and did not dare to talk too much with him.

Although Chu Wanning was not willing to admit that he had improper thoughts about Mo Ran, when he saw his two disciples' affectionate appearances in front of the wooden dummy, he could not help but feel angry and sour in his chest.

He was a bit disgusted.

Not only was he disgusted with others, but he was even more disgusted with himself.

Mo Weiyu and himself were only master and disciple. What did it have to do with him who he wanted to stick to and who he wanted to tangle with?

What right did he have to throw a willow vine because he could not stand it?

What did it have to do with him who he wanted to stick to?

What did it have to do with him?

Chu Wanning, how could your heart be smaller than the tip of a needle!

… … Fine, let's take a step back. So what if he had those unspeakable desires for Mo Ran?

He had always been proud of his self-control and pride. It was enough to restrain his heart, enough to strangle those terrifying desires to death in his heart with the passage of time.

These feelings that could not see the light of day, other than himself, no one would know.

Other than the silk pouch left by the ghost master, and the strand of black hair that entangled him and Mo Ran, nothing would be left.

Mo Ran would not know his feelings, just like how Mo Ran would never know that at the bottom of the Jincheng Pool, the person who endured the pain to save him was not Shi Mei, but himself who had temporarily swapped souls with Shi Mei.

But now, what was this?

Was this … jealousy?

This thought made Chu Wanning choke on her own words.

In the following months, he tried his best to avoid contact with Mo Ran. Other than the daily guidance of cultivation, he did not have much interaction.

In the blink of an eye, the end of the year approached. One day, Chu Wanning returned from slaying demons at the foot of the mountain. As he walked to the front of the mountain gate, snow suddenly began to fall from the sky.

Soon, the Peak of Life and Death was enveloped by the Misty Silver Outfit. Chu Wanning felt cold all over, so he tightened his robe and strode towards the Core Heart Palace.

A charcoal fire was lit in the hall, and the wood in the copper basin made a crisp crackling sound.

Chu Wanning had originally come to report to Xue Zhengyong, but the Great Lord was not here. Instead, he bumped into Mo Ran.

There was no one else in the Core Heart Palace. This was the first time in months that Chu Wanning was alone with him. He could not help but feel a little awkward.

What's more, that absurd dream had happened here.

Speaking of that dream, Chu Wanning actually had it many times. Each time, the image was clear and vivid. At first, Chu Wanning was still conflicted, but later, he simply got used to it. In the dream, Mo Ran was like a little lunatic, spouting nonsense. He was so bored that he could count Mo Ran's eyelashes, one, two, three …

However, that dream always came to an abrupt end at a critical moment. After several times of this, Grandmaster Chu thought that it must be because of his noble nature that he would not think of such filthy things.

With this thought, Elder Yu Heng, who had a fragile heart of a virgin, finally managed to regain some of his dignity.

However, the combination of Mo Ran and the Core Heart Palace still made Chu Wanning feel a little threatened.

However, that young man did not feel anything. When he saw him, he relaxed his dark brows and grinned. "Master, you're back."

"… Yes."

"Looking for Uncle?

He went to Auntie's Hall. Auntie is not feeling well, so he can't leave.

If you have anything to say, I'll pass it on to him. "

Chu Wanning pursed his lips and said lightly, "No need."

After that, he turned to leave.

However, Mo Ran called out to him. "Master, wait a moment."

"What …"

He turned around as he spoke, but was caught off guard by Mo Ran's hand reaching out and brushing the tip of his dark brows.

Mo Ran brushed it off and said naturally, "Look at you, you're covered in snow."

Chu Wanning was stunned.

He let the young man nag and remove the snow on him. Then, he took a white handkerchief and wiped his wet hair.

Chu Wanning was afraid of the cold and could not catch a cold. Otherwise, he would easily fall ill.

However, this person did not know how to take care of himself. In his previous life, after Chu Wanning was put under house arrest, he often liked to sit in the courtyard and watch the koi fish jump around. He did not even know it was snowing.

As a result, he often caught a cold or had a fever. After his spiritual nucleus was destroyed, his master became weaker and weaker. He was often bedridden for more than half a month. Even if he drank medicine after medicine, it did not seem to get better.

Therefore, when Mo Ran saw snowflakes falling between his eyebrows and shoulders again, half melting and the other half condensing, he subconsciously wanted to brush them off.

However, when he was halfway through, he suddenly realized that this action seemed to be too intimate. He suddenly looked up and happened to meet Chu Wanning's pair of deep phoenix eyes.

Chu Wanning was staring at him. "…"

Mo Ran withdrew his hand. "Ahaha, disciple overstepped. Master, wipe it yourself, wipe it yourself."

When he was embarrassed, Chu Wanning was relieved.

After all, a dream was just a dream.

His disciple's temperament was still the same as before. He was completely different from the person in the dream who called himself "this lord".

Chu Wanning was silent for a while. He took Mo Ran's handkerchief and took off his cloak. He walked to the stove to warm his hands and wipe the melting snow on his hair.

"When did you know you overstepped?" The firelight reflected on Chu Wanning's face. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Haven't you always been overstepping?"

Mo Ran, "…"

For a moment, no one spoke. After Chu Wanning finished wiping his hair, he casually put away the handkerchief and glanced at Mo Ran.

"But then again, what are you doing here?"

Mo Ran hurriedly said, "Isn't it the end of the year?

A year's worth of files needs to be sorted out. I'm here to help … "

Chu Wanning interrupted him, "I know there is a year's worth of files to be sorted out, but isn't this Shi Mingjing's matter?

Why are you doing it? "

Mo Ran, "… Shizun's memory is really good."

Chu Wanning was unmoved by this flattery, "Where is he?"

"He said he had a headache and fever this morning. He was also sweating all over."

Seeing Chu Wanning's expression, Mo Ran said, "I'm sorry, Shizun. I advised him to stay in bed and rest.

Don't blame him for being lazy. "

That kind of apology was like a sharp needle, pricking Chu Wanning's brows. Chu Wanning was silent for a while, then asked, "Is he okay?"

Mo Ran saw that he didn't blame him and sighed in relief, "When I came out, I just gave him some medicine to drink. I only left when I saw that he had fallen asleep.

It's just a cold, so he should be fine in two or three days.

Thank you for your concern, Shizun. "

"What do I have to care about you guys? I was just asking."

Mo Ran, "…"

"I'm leaving.

Tidy up well. "

As Chu Wanning said this, he walked away alone.

At the Peak of Life and Death, disciples were strictly prohibited from doing things for each other. Mo Ran originally thought that he would be punished by Shizun, but he didn't expect that Chu Wanning would let him go so easily. For a while, he didn't react and stood there in a daze for a long time. When he was almost far away, he suddenly came back to his senses.

People walking alone in the snow, Mo Ran picked up the umbrella by the door and braved the snow to run out.

"Shizun!"

"Shizun, wait a moment!"

Chu Wanning turned around. Mo Ran stopped in front of him, shook the snow off the umbrella, and opened it properly above the two of them.

"The snow is heavy, take the umbrella and go back."

Chu Wanning glanced at him, "No need."

Mo Ran put the umbrella in his hands, but Chu Wanning was tired of it and insisted on not wanting it. As he pulled, the umbrella was pushed and fell into the snow. With a strong gust of wind, it suddenly floated several feet away.

Chu Wanning stared at the umbrella that fell into the snow. He stared for a while. This was originally a small matter. He wanted to be as indifferent as before and leave.

But suddenly, he couldn't move.

Just like how a candle flame would eventually be extinguished, an ancient well would also dry up.

Even the most patient person would have a time when they broke down.

Chu Wanning turned around and flicked his sleeves, "Mo Weiyu, can you not provoke me?

I'm not Shi Mingjing, I don't need anyone to take care of me! "

As he spoke, a golden light suddenly lit up in his hand. Mo Ran subconsciously took a step back, thinking that he was going to use Heaven's Inquisition to hit him again. Who knew that a golden spring would appear in Chu Wanning's hand, forming a resplendent barrier in the air. In an instant, it blocked the wind and snow around him.

Mo Ran, "…"

A barrier that could block the snow and rain …

Chu Wanning's sword-like eyebrows furrowed, his expression cold, "Do you think I need an umbrella?"

He seemed to be really angry. His fingertips moved quickly, and the light of the barrier changed from gold to red, from red to purple, from purple to blue, from blue to green.

Every time the color changed, the effects of the barrier would be different. Some could only block the snow, some could block the cold wind, and some could even turn the cold of the snow into warmth within the barrier.

These moves were too powerful. Of course, Chu Wanning wouldn't waste his spiritual energy to block the snow like this. This kind of show-off was so childish that Mo Ran was speechless for a moment.

"Shizun, don't be angry …"

"Which eye of yours saw that I was angry?!" Chu Wanning was so angry that his face turned green. "Get lost!"

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll get lost, I'll get lost." Mo Ran glanced at the barrier above his head. "But don't waste your spiritual energy like this …"

"Get lost!"

Chu Wanning waved his hand, and the barrier suddenly closed, turning into a bolt of lightning that struck in front of Mo Ran.

Mo Ran was almost struck by the lightning summoned by Chu Wanning. It was rare for him to show concern for the other, but he was met with such a reaction. For a moment, he was a bit angry. Just as he was about to say something, he looked up and saw Chu Wanning standing in the snow. His face was pale, and his eyes were a bit red.

Mo Ran was stunned. "You …"

"You and I are just master and disciple. There's no need to be so concerned.

Take your umbrella and get out of here. "

Mo Ran was shocked, and suddenly understood.

"Shizun, that day at the practice field, when I was talking to Shi Mei, did you …"

He heard it.

Chu Wanning didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

This time, Mo Ran didn't call him, and he didn't look back.

Halfway through, he couldn't help but sneeze. Chu Wanning's footsteps stiffened, and then he walked even faster. It seemed like he was angry, but also like he was running away.

And from beginning to end, Mo Ran stood in the boundless snow, staring blankly at his back until it disappeared. No one knew what he was thinking.

As soon as Chu Wanning returned to the Red Lotus Pavilion, he fell ill.

Although he could use the barrier to avoid the rain and snow, when it came to his own matters, he was very lazy, and even more unwilling to waste his spiritual energy.

Otherwise, when it rained, he wouldn't act like a normal person, casually holding an oil paper umbrella and walking around.

After sneezing a few times in succession, they all came looking for him with headaches and fevers.

However, he had been ill for a long time and was no longer surprised by colds. He took some medicine, washed up, and changed his clothes. Then, he crawled under the blanket and fell asleep.

Perhaps it was because of the cold, the nausea that had been acting up since Jin Chengchi was injured was particularly obvious tonight. He slept in a drowsy state for a whole night. His whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and his body was as hot as a stove.

At noon the next day, Chu Wanning vaguely woke up. He opened his eyes and lay on the bed in a daze for a while before slowly jumping off the bed and preparing to put on his shoes.

Then, he was stunned.

He suddenly realized that after one night, his boots had become much bigger …

He took a closer look.

Chu Wanning: "…"

…

No matter how calm Elder Yu Heng was, he could not endure this shock.

It wasn't his boots that were getting bigger.

Chu Wanning stared blankly at his own hands, his own legs, his own bare feet, and his shoulders that were exposed from under his clothes.

Did I … become smaller????