Article 179

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Therefore, after he finished speaking, most of the people in the crowd already seemed a little shaken.

A featherman with a more distinguished status whispered a few words to his subordinates, and then said: "Mo Ran, Xia Sini, although you two have something to say, there is no evidence after all. Before everything is investigated, for the sake of Taohuayuan's safety, You still have to be wronged and imprisoned for a period of time."

The ink burned helplessly and smiled bitterly: "OK, I knew it would be like this. You give me food and drink, and I won't say anything."

"Naturally." The Featherman paused, and then said: "From now on, the monks in the Taoyuan must be on strict alert to avoid accidents. I will send people to inquire about the monks who have not arrived in time. Eliminate suspicion. In addition, I will inform the heads of all factions about this matter, especially the top of death and life, which is the most involved. If possible, I would like to invite the two masters to come and talk about it."

"Master?!" When the ink burned, his face changed.

Chu Wanning silently did not say a word.

"I don't want to invite Master! Can I replace my uncle?"

"When a disciple is ill, he should report to his teacher. This has been a rule in the cultivation world since ancient times. Could it be that your life and death are different?"

"not me……"

Mo Ran scratched his head anxiously, sighed again and again, and didn't know what to say.

It is certainly not wrong for a disciple to report to his master when he is ill.

But thinking of Chu Wanning's dull face and cold eyes. Mo Ran felt that even if he came, he must be indiscriminate, and he would teach himself a lesson first, it would be better not to meet each other.

But no matter what he said, things were hard to change.

He was imprisoned together with his junior brother.

The confinement place of Peach Blossom Spring is a small cave, with ancient thorns growing at the mouth of the cave, which only listen to the orders of the feathermen. flame.

Everything in the cave is simple, there is only a large and rough stone bed covered with a golden red cushion woven from feather wings, a stone table, four stone benches, a bronze mirror, and several sets of dishes and tea sets.

Mo Ran and Chu Wanning were imprisoned here together.

Although the matter has not yet been concluded, the featherman who is in charge of supervising the two seems to be on good terms with Shiba. She died for no reason, and the featherman blamed the two of Mo Ran, so they caused some stumbling blocks in daily life.

On the first night, the Featherman still knew to send some food, the food was not abundant, but it was enough to eat. However, on the second day, they just randomly threw some raw meat and vegetables, rice noodles and salt into the cave, saying that they didn't have time to take care of their food, and let them take care of what they wanted to eat.

"If you take care of yourself, you can take care of yourself. It's just cooking. Who wouldn't?"

Mo Ran squatted on the ground angrily as he spoke, picking up useful ingredients.

"What do you want to eat, little brother?"

"……It will be all right."

"Well, the most difficult dish in the world is called 'all can be'. Let me see, here are pork belly, cabbage... Tsk tsk, this birdman is really stingy, all the cabbage he gave was clappers. I gave some flour and Japonica rice, the amount is quite a lot, and I don’t know how many days it is." He counted, raised his head and asked Chu Wanning, "Want to eat or eat noodles?"

Chu Wanning was resting on the stone bed. Hearing the words, he thought for a while, and then said, "Face."

After a pause, he added another sentence: "Spare rib noodles."

"...Ahaha, you are making things difficult for me, where did you get the ribs?"

"Then whatever you want, it's fine."

Mo Ran sat cross-legged on the ground, supported his knees with his hands, dragged his cheeks, thought for a while and said: "There are not many ingredients here, let me make you a bowl of noodles?"

"saozi noodles?"

"Like it?"

"Okay, is it spicy?"

Mo Ran smiled: "Look, there is not even a trace of pepper in the thing that the birdman gave."

Now that he has discussed what to eat, Mo Ran started making noodles. Chu Wanning was short and lacked strength, so he was too lazy to pretend to help, just lying on the bed, lazily watching Mo Ran kneading the white soft dough, and his eyes gradually softened.

Suddenly I feel that this is also very good. Mo Ran doesn't know who he is, so he can stay with Mo Ran like this all the time. When cooking, he will ask him what he wants to eat, which is really good.

He was even a little uneasy, feeling that he had obtained too much, as if he had stolen it from a child named "Xia Sini".

After the ink burned the noodles, put the fried minced meat on it. The condiments given by Yumin were pitiful, and he really couldn't cook any dishes with all the colors, flavors, and flavors, but the noodles were very chewy, and the softness and firmness were just right. The pork belly is cut off a layer of fat and stir-fried to get out the pork. Zila slams it while it is hot and pours it on the noodles. It is also very fragrant when mixed well.

"Junior brother, eat..." He looked up and saw that Chu Wanning had fallen asleep, still lying on his stomach, with his head resting on his arms, face sideways, long eyelashes, and a peaceful expression.

"Dinner..." He muttered the second half of the sentence, then walked to the bed and stroked Chu Wanning's jade-like hair.

"Looking at it this way, you really look like Master. I don't know what relationship you and Master have with the Lin'an Chu family, and I don't know who is trying to harm us, alas... let alone Master at this moment. What are you doing, knowing what happened here, will you be indiscriminate and blame me."

Speaking of which, Mo Ran's eyes were dimmed, and Chu Wanning's black hair curled around his fingertips, and he sighed faintly.

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