Chapter 73: This Venerable One Is Confused

Seeing Mo Ran out of the blue, Xue Meng was stunned for a moment. This was the first time they met after Mo Ran was imprisoned.

Thinking of how Xue Meng protected him in front of everyone, Mo Ran couldn't help but smile at him. However, Xue Meng was shocked by this smile and showed a disgusted expression. He gritted his teeth and said, "What are you doing?

What are you looking at!

What's there to look at!

What are you laughing at!

What's so funny! "

"… I'm just greeting you."

"Disgusting!"

Mo Ran: "…"

His arrival interrupted Mo Ran's words. Shi Mei pondered for a while but didn't ask further. Instead, he smiled at Xue Meng and said, "Young Master, who provoked you again?"

"Who else could it be?

Who else could it be!

Shameless!

Shameless!

Wretched, despicable, obscene, shameless! "

Mo Ran sighed and said, "It doesn't rhyme well enough."

"None of your business!

Come if you're so capable! "

"If you're not capable, then you're not a cultured person." Mo Ran smiled and said, "Tell me, who provoked you?"

Shi Mei smiled and said, "I'm guessing it's Eldest Senior Brother again."

"What bullsh * t Eldest Senior Brother!

Beast!

Lecher!

He's so casual, why didn't he get STDs?!

I'm willing to f * cking spend ten years of my life wishing that he'll have ulcers on his head, pus on his feet, and a rotten nose and rotten eyes. Let's see who would fancy him. This despicable, shameless, wretched, obscene … "

Mo Ran: "…"

Seeing that Xue Meng was about to fall into an endless loop, Shi Mei hurriedly stopped him and pointed behind him and shouted, "Shh, look, the female cultivators who like Eldest Senior Brother are here —"

"Ah!"

Xue Meng was startled, and a trace of panic actually appeared on his usually proud and extravagant face. He cursed in a low voice, "Lewd and filthy," and unexpectedly ran away with his tail between his legs without looking back. He was really as anxious as a stray dog. In the end, he still shouted, "I remember that I have other important things to do, so I'll leave first!"

Mo Ran watched him disappear like a wisp of smoke and said in a daze, "Wow, not bad. This Eldest Martial Brother can actually make him so scared."

Shi Mei held back his laughter and said, "Ever since he accidentally bumped into someone in a restaurant the day before yesterday and got into a conflict, he's been like this ever since he came back. He's met his nemesis."

"Admirable, admirable. If I have the chance, I must see it for myself."

Although Mo Ran said this, he had a rough idea in his heart. If this "Eldest Martial Brother" could make Xue Meng hide like this, it must be the person he guessed.

However, this was not the time to see Xue Meng's excitement. In the Dew Pavilion, Xue Zhengyong and Xuanji had already arrived. They were slowly discussing the case of Eighteen's murder with the owner of the Peach Blossom Spring, the Mighty Immortal of the feathermen.

The Mighty Immortal of the feathermen had an almost fairy-like body, and her body was surrounded by sparkling spiritual light. Although she looked like a budding young girl, only God knew how old she was.

She was slowly explaining the whole story to Xue Zhengyong when a servant came in and said in a low voice, "Mighty Immortal, he's here."

"Let him in."

Mo Ran followed Shi Mei into the warm room. He looked around and saw Xue Zhengyong waving the famous scholar's fan and talking with someone. He immediately shouted, "Uncle!"

"Child, child."

Xue Zhengyong heard him and turned his head. His eyes lit up and he hurriedly called him over. He patted his shoulder and said, "Come, sit next to me …"

"I didn't kill her …"

"Of course it wasn't you, of course it wasn't you." Xue Zhengyong sighed. "I don't know how this misunderstanding came about, but the Mighty Immortal told me just now.

I'm here this time to find a way to prove your innocence. Sigh, the heavens are pitiful. Look at how dejected you are. "

He pulled Mo Ran, and the Mighty Immortal of the feathermen did not stop them. She just looked at the two of them indifferently.

Mo Ran greeted Elder Xuanji and then sat next to Xue Zhengyong.

However, what made Mo Ran feel strange was that Xuanji did not immediately notice that his disciple Xia Si was not around. He just nodded at Mo Ran naturally.

Instead, the Mighty Immortal of the feathermen asked, "Eh?

Where's the other child?

The one with the surname Xia. "

"Ah, yes." Xuanji regained his senses. "… Where's my disciple?"

Mo Ran saw that he did not care about Xia Si and was slightly dissatisfied. He said, "My Junior Brother is still in the Heavenly Prison. He asked me to send his regards to you."

"I see." Xuanji nodded. "Why didn't he come?"

Mo Ran said unhappily, "To cook."

"…"

Xue Zhengyong was stunned. He laughed. "Is cooking more important than clearing your name?"

Xuanji also smiled. "He's really willful and willful. After the meeting, I'll go and see him."

"There's no need. We still have to eat after the meeting." Mo Ran said, "How do you want to interrogate him? Hurry up and interrogate him."

Xue Zhengyong said, "Mighty Immortal, let's continue from where we left off. Look, there's another Elder in our sect who's good at refining pills. Before we came here, I specially asked him to refine a few red-baby pills."

"Red-Baby pills?"

The Exalted Immortal was slightly startled when he heard this. He tapped his lips lightly with his finger that was dyed with the rosy glow of Cardamom. "Is it the pill that can make mortals speak the truth?"

"That's right."

The Mighty Immortal was slightly surprised. "The ingredients required for this pill are complicated and extremely difficult to refine. Even in the Peach Blossom Spring, it takes at least half a month to refine this pill. I didn't expect you to have such a capable person in your sect. Why didn't you bring him along?"

"He's a loner and doesn't like to travel with others." Xue Zhengyong said. "The pills are already being refined. They can be sent to the Peach Blossom Spring in ten days.

When the time comes, I'll ask you to test the effects of the pills and give them to my disciples. The truth will be revealed. "

"…" The Mighty Immortal thought for a moment and nodded. "This method is feasible."

Xue Zhengyong sighed in relief and smiled. "If that's the case, I'll go to the Heavenly Prison and get another disciple."

"Wait."

"What's wrong?"

The Mighty Immortal said, "Before the matter is clarified, Mo Weiyu and Xia Si Ni are still suspicious.

Even with your guarantee, I can't let the two of them go free. "

When Xue Zhengyong heard this, he closed his fan. Although he had a smile on his face, his eyes were cold. "Mighty Immortal, it's not right to do this."

The featherman Mighty Immortal looked up and stared at him with his red eyes. "Is Lord Xue dissatisfied with my decision?"

"That's right. Since my two disciples have not been convicted, and Elder Xuanji and I are vouching for them, Mighty Immortal, what's the reason for insisting on imprisoning them?"

"It can't be considered imprisonment," the Mighty Immortal said coldly.

"I didn't mistreat them. I didn't stop providing them with food every day. I just restricted their activities. It's not too much."

Although Xue Zhengyong was still smiling, it was a cold smile.

"Not too much?

As far as I know, the Heavenly Prison doesn't see the sun and the moon. It's a place to imprison criminals. Mighty Immortal, you're really amazing to say that it's not too much. "

A featherman protector immediately stopped him. "Lord Xue, please watch your words!"

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with my words?

I didn't insult your Mighty Immortal. What I said was true. It's just a little less polite. It's not too much. "

When the featherman heard what Xue Zhengyong said, he couldn't help but become angrier. "You —!"

A jade-like hand reached out and stopped him.

The Mighty Immortal looked up and smiled coldly at Xue Zhengyong. "I've heard rumors that Lord Xue of the Peak of Life and Death is the head of a generation. Although your mana is strong, your knowledge is lacking. You're not good with words. However, after seeing you today, I feel that the rumors are unfair.

Lord Xue, you're right. "

Xue Zhengyong smiled at her, but there was no smile in his eyes. "He's just a rough person. Please don't mind him."

The featherman Mighty Immortal smiled and took an orange. She peeled it carefully and handed it to Xue Zhengyong. "Then let's both take a step back.

It's impossible for the two of them to be free, but it's not right for them to stay in the prison.

I'll immediately order people to bring Xia Si out. Mo Weiyu and Xia Si will stay in Lingxiao Pavilion. That's the place to entertain guests.

However, I'll have to send people to keep an eye on them. They can't be allowed to leave the pavilion.

How about this? "

Xue Zhengyong was silent for a while. He raised his hand and paused in mid-air. In the end, he took the orange.

Although Lingxiao Pavilion was a place to entertain guests, Peach Blossom Spring didn't often have guests.

Thus, the pavilion had been deserted for a long time.

Since the Mighty Immortal agreed to let them move here, Mo Ran planned to clean up the place himself.

After he was done, he would bring Chu Wanning over.

Xue Zhengyong and Xuanji still had important matters to discuss. Mo Ran went to Lingxiao Pavilion with Shi Mei under the watchful eyes of a few feathermen.

Lingxiao Pavilion was located in the north-west of Peach Blossom Spring.

Outside, flowers formed a forest. The mist was like a brocade.

"It's a good place. I won't feel aggrieved living like this." Mo Ran said with a smile.

Shi Mei sighed, "How can you not feel aggrieved?

You clearly didn't kill them, but you're wrongly accusing a good person.

It's a pity that Shizun can't come. If he came, we could use Heaven's Inquisition to interrogate them. There wouldn't be any need for the Red Child Pill. The truth would be revealed. "

"Haha, Shi Mei's thinking is too simple.

Heaven's Inquisition is a divine martial art. Although it can be used to extract the truth, whether or not it works depends on whether the caster has the heart to interrogate them.

Do you think those birdmen would be willing to let my Shizun interrogate me?

Would they believe me? "

"… That's true."

Seeing that it was almost dusk, Mo Ran began to clean up the house. Shi Mei helped him on the side.

Strangely enough, when Mo Ran finished cleaning the house and sat down to drink some tea, he suddenly realized that he wasn't secretly happy that he could be alone with his junior sister. He also didn't have any romantic thoughts.

This realization made Mo Ran choke and he almost spat out the tea.

His junior sister was startled, "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." Mo Ran repeatedly waved his hand, but in his heart he was complaining incessantly.

Could it be that after cultivating with Chu Wanning for so long, he had also become a Liu Xiahui?

Look at this High Heaven Pavilion. It was a desolate place with no one around. Peach blossoms swayed in the wind, a man and a woman alone. If it was before, he would definitely have spent some time with Shi Mei before getting down to business.

What's wrong with him recently?

His heart was so pure, it shouldn't be like this …

Mo Ran scratched his head.

Shi Mei blinked.

When their eyes met, Mo Ran grinned, showing his cute dimples, "The peach blossoms outside are beautiful. I'll pick one for you to take away."

Shi Mei said, "Plants also have feelings. Let them bloom on the branches."

"Hmm … you're right. Then, then I won't pick one!"

After sitting for a while, Mo Ran racked his brain, wanting to talk to him again, but he found that the days they spent together were too short, so there was nothing to talk about.

Looking up, he suddenly saw that Shi Mei was sweating because he was helping him take care of the room. He couldn't bear it, so he took out a handkerchief and handed it to him.

"Wipe your sweat."

"… …" Shi Mei looked down and saw Mo Ran nervously holding the handkerchief. He couldn't help but smile and say warmly, "Thank you."

So he took the handkerchief and gently wiped his forehead.

The handkerchief was soft to the touch, made of excellent natural silk. After Shi Mei used it, he said, "I'll take the handkerchief back and wash it before returning it to you."

"Good, good, good."

Mo Ran repeatedly agreed. His ingratiation towards Shi Mei was so deep that it had become instinct. "If you like it, you don't have to return it."

Shi Mei smiled, "I'm afraid that's not appropriate. Look at how well made this handkerchief is … …" As he spoke, he unfolded the handkerchief, preparing to smooth out the creases and fold it again.

But when his slender white fingers brushed across the unfolded handkerchief, Shi Mei was stunned. He softly said, "Huh?"

"What's wrong?"

Shi Mei paused, then looked up and smiled, "Mo Ran really wants to give this handkerchief to me?"

"If you like it, then take it.

What's mine is yours. "Mo Ran was very generous.

Shi Mei's eyes were smiling faintly, "Borrowing flowers to offer Buddha Flowers. Aren't you afraid that Shizun will beat you when he finds out?"

"What?" This time it was Mo Ran's turn to be stunned, "What do you mean by borrowing flowers to offer Buddha Flowers?

What does this have to do with Shizun? "

"You see for yourself."

There was an inexplicable meaning in Shi Mei's tone. "Such a big begonia flower. When did Master give his handkerchief to you?"