Chapter 518

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"Snow Land Lengxiang is cold in nature. Master originally has a cold constitution. If you give him this kind of tea, will he feel comfortable?"

Xue Meng was stunned for a moment, his face turned a little red, and he explained in embarrassment: "I didn't think that much, I only know that Snow Cold Fragrance is good tea, I..."

"Go and change some rose tea, add two spoons of honey, and wait for him to wake up, then make some water and give it to him to drink. I'm going to make some snacks and prepare them, and I'll bring them to you later."

Xue Meng wanted to save some face for himself, so he hurriedly said: "You can't eat snacks. You have to fast for these ten days."

"I know, but uncle said, it's okay to eat a little." Mo Ran said, waved his hand, walked out of the bamboo pavilion and walked outside the water pavilion, "See you later."

Xue Meng looked at his back, stunned for a while.

When the ink ran away, he lowered his head and couldn't help but look at the side of the master's neck - the faint purple mark that he had accidentally glimpsed yesterday.

Under the sunlight, it was even clearer, not like mosquito bite marks or wounds. Xue Meng is no longer fourteen or fifteen years old. Although he has not experienced some things, it does not mean that he knows nothing. This trace on Chu Wanning's neck makes him very uneasy.

He thought about all kinds of details, especially the noise he heard in the back mountain that day.

He kept telling himself that it was the sound of the wind, the sound of the wind.

But the vague haze in my heart seemed to come over me again. Under the countless wisps of smoke, there seemed to be something strange and bizarre that was gradually revealing its original appearance.

In the warm sun, Xue Meng suddenly felt very uncomfortable for some reason. He shuddered involuntarily and frowned.

Because of this unrest, on the sixth day of Chu Wanning’s retreat, Xue Meng made a decision——

He planned to follow Mo Ran secretly.

This was the last day that Shi Mo served Chu Wanning. The shift was supposed to be at midnight, but Mo Ran had dinner early that day at Meng Potang, picked up a box of snacks, and went straight to Honglian Waterside Pavilion. Xue Meng didn't expect that he was going to replace Shi Mei at this moment, and he stopped eating the rest of the meal. He chased after him with his waist up, and followed him to the outside of Honglian Water Pavilion. Mo Ran walked from the main entrance, He slowed down for a while, followed what Mo Ran had done before, climbed over the wall and entered the door.

At this time, the sun has not yet set, and the crescent moon has emerged. The sky has removed its colorful makeup, leaving only a trace of residual red at the end of the eyes that has not been wiped away. The magnificent sunset is all faded lead, and the makeup is swollen and greasy, covered with darkness. The night is swallowed up, and the stars are like water.

Mo Ran was carrying the food box, and he saw Shi Mo with his back to himself, walking into the bamboo pavilion. He didn't seem to hear the movement of Mo Ran coming, and stopped in front of Chu Wanning.

Mo Ran smiled and was about to say hello to him, but suddenly he saw a cold light flashing in Shi Mo's hand, pointing at Chu Wanning who was meditating. Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, and the lightning in his mind suddenly shouted:

"Teacher!"

A chill ran down my spine, and the hairs on my hair stood on end.

In these two lifetimes, he has experienced so many life, separation and death that even today, he can turn everything into enemies at the slightest disturbance. It is said that once bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of well ropes for ten years. This Red Lotus Water Pavilion once parked the body of Chu Wanning for two years until the day he died.

He actually doesn't like this place very much. When he steps into the waterside pavilion, he can always think of the last period of his life. Allen Chu was lying among the lotus flowers, his eyes closed forever, no longer alive.

Therefore, he subconsciously felt that the Red Lotus Water Pavilion was a disaster place with a deep and bottomless throat that would swallow up the last handful of fire in the world.

Shi Mo turned around, lowered his hand, and the silver light was hidden in his sleeve: "Ah Ran?...Why are you here?"

"I--"

Mo Ran's heart beat wildly, he couldn't take a breath, and he didn't care about anything. He frowned and said: "In your hand..."

"In your hand?"

The teacher was startled for a moment, then raised his hand again, only to see that he was holding a comb in his hand, made of pure silver, with broken spiritual stones inlaid on the back to relax the meridians.

Mo Ran was speechless, and after a while he said: "Are you... combing Master's hair?"

"...Well, what's wrong?" Shi Mo looked him up and down, then frowned slightly, "Your face is so ugly. Did something happen outside?"

"No, I just..."

Halfway through, he couldn't continue, but his face turned from pale to reddish. Fortunately, the night was dark and it was hard to see clearly. After a pause, Mo Ran tilted his face slightly and coughed lightly: "It's nothing."

Shi Mo still looked at him silently, and then he seemed to understand something. His expression was slightly dazed, and he hesitated and said: "Do you think..."

Mo Ran hurriedly said: "I don't have it."

After all, Shi Mei is also a person who treats him very well and is someone he regards as a family member. Mo Ran was also frightened by his misunderstanding at that moment. He only felt very sorry for Shi Mei, so he said "I don't have". blurted out.

The teacher didn't say anything for a long time before he said, "Ah Ran."

"Um?"

"I haven't even said the second half of the sentence yet." Shi Mo sighed softly, "Why are you so eager to deny it."

As soon as these words came out, it was undoubtedly clear that Shi Mo had understood that at that moment, Mo Ran actually mistook the silver comb in his hand for a murderous blade.

Although this is the fear caused by the death of Chu Wanning and his two generations, no matter who is standing with his back to Mo Ran, whether it is Xue Meng or Xue Zhengyong, he will probably tremble for a moment. But facing the teacher, Mo Ran calmed down, but his heart was still uncomfortable.

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