Chapter 66 He forgot about his good brother as soon as he put on his pants.

Last time he was Master's enemy, and now he is Master's protector. Why do they all inexplicably treat him as a confidant?

I couldn't quite make out the human voice.

But he was a kind-hearted person, and after only a few seconds of surprise, he kindly decided to help Ye Lan.

"You like my master?" He ignored his hoarse voice and grabbed Ye Lan's sleeve. "How long have you liked her?"

As night fell, he heard voices and hesitated for a moment.

"Young Master, your voice..."

"Never mind that," Wen Rensheng said anxiously, "Just tell me quickly, when did you start liking her? How long have you been following her?"

Ye Lan shook his head and said, "Young Master, you misunderstand. My feelings for the City Lord are not romantic. The City Lord saved my life more than a hundred years ago, and I have been by her side ever since to repay her kindness."

Hearing the voice, he tilted his head: "If it's not affection, then what is it?"

Ye Lan answered earnestly, "I am troubled by her troubles and worried about her worries. I am happy when she is happy and angry when she is angry. I always keep the city lord in my heart, as if gazing at the bright moon, as if cherishing a precious treasure."

"...Isn't that affection?"

"What?!" Ye Lan exclaimed in surprise. "Is this kind of feeling called affection?"

Hearing the voice, she nodded matter-of-factly: "That's right, that's the kind of relationship I have with True Lord Cangyu. I admired him and worshipped him when I was a child, and he adopted me. Now he has proposed to me, and I plan to go back to Fangze with him after I ascend to immortality..."

Hearing someone's voice halfway through his sentence, he suddenly covered his mouth and swallowed the word "mountain".

Oh no, how did I accidentally get involved in my own affairs?

Although Ye Lan knew that he was going to marry He Mu, the way he just acted was too embarrassing. It was as if he wanted the whole world to know that he was getting married. How pathetic!

"Well... anyway, that's how it is," Wenren quickly corrected himself, "You must like my master to have this kind of anxiety."

After listening, Ye Lan nodded thoughtfully.

He stepped back, bowed to the voice, and said, "Thank you for your advice, young master. I will go back and think about it for a few days, and then I will apologize to the city lord."

Hearing the voice, he was confused again: "What do you mean by 'bearing thorns to apologize'? It's not like you're doing anything outrageous that you like her. Is she going to cut you in half?"

Ye Lan remained calm: "According to the clan rules of our snake demon clan, it is necessary to do this if you like an elder who has been kind to you."

Startled by the sound of voices, he had originally planned to urge Ye Lan to confess his feelings to his master. Little did he know that the snake demons had such strict rules that liking someone could result in being cut in half at the waist.

No, he couldn't just stand by and watch Ye Lan walk into his own death.

Hearing someone's voice, Ye Lan put her hand on his shoulder and said, "I misspoke just now. Your feelings for my master may not necessarily be that kind of."

"Huh?" Ye Lan scratched his head. "Didn't the young master say that my feelings for the city lord are the same as Lord Cang Yu's feelings for you? Didn't he... already propose to you?"

“He proposed—he did propose,” Wenrensheng lied, forcing a smile, “but I didn’t agree. Actually, we don’t have that kind of relationship. He treats me like a child, and I only see him as a brother. Do you understand?”

"So, you'd better not tell your master anything—"

Halfway through his sentence, he felt a chill run down his spine from hearing someone's voice, as if a gaze was fixed on him.

Hearing voices, it released its grip on Yelan, and the fur on its tail instinctively stood up.

How do I feel...?

Is someone standing behind him?

Ye Lan's gaze passed over Wen Rensheng and went straight to the person behind him. He quickly clasped his hands in a salute.

"Greetings, Lord Cangyu."

"…………"

Upon hearing that sound, the wolf's ears drooped instantly.

"Yes, thank you for your hard work," He Mu's voice came from behind, calm and unresponsive, revealing no emotion. "I'll accompany him into the city today. You can go back now."

Ye Lan bowed and politely declined, saying, "My lord, I am here today on the orders of the city lord to protect the young master. I am afraid it is inconvenient for me to leave. Please allow me to enter the city with you two."

He Mu looked down at him and said calmly, "Do you think I need you with me here?"

“If you and the young master have quarreled,” Ye Lan replied seriously, “I can pass on your message.”

"...Tsk." Quite clever.

He Mu had no choice but to acquiesce to Ye Lan's following. He didn't speak to him, but simply patted his shoulder to signal him to follow.

Hearing people's voices completely blanked my mind.

He Mu probably overheard the whole story that Ye Lan had told her, and was so ashamed by the sound of people's voices that she wanted to crawl into a hole.

They were still passionately entwined last night, and today he says such heartless things. The mountain god must be heartbroken!

Hearing voices, she quickly ran over and grabbed one of Mu's fingers.

He swallowed hard and said in a very soft voice, "Brother..."

“If your throat is sore, don’t keep talking,” He Mu interrupted him, then grabbed Wen Rensheng’s hand. “If you have anything to explain, go back and talk about it. I don’t want outsiders to hear.”

outsider……

Hearing the voice, he turned around and glanced at Ye Lan, who was following behind him in a straight line.

Are you referring to the late night?

Wen Sheng was very perceptive of human emotions. He could tell that the mountain god seemed to be a little angry, but he was probably not angry about the nonsense he had just said.

Moreover, in addition to being angry, there was also a hint of jealousy.

Could it be because I just touched Ye Lan's shoulder?

Completely baffled by the voice, he followed He Mu for a short distance before finally speaking up, "Brother, don't be angry. Ye Lan is in a bit of trouble. He's Master's protector, and I'm helping him to help Master too."

After a moment of silence, He Mu finally turned his gaze to Wenren Sheng.

He gave a helpless smile, released his hand, and pinched Wenrensheng's earlobe. The earring was still on, warm to the touch.

“All that you said to me this morning doesn’t even amount to what you just said to Ye Lan,” he said. “How can I not be jealous of him?”

Hearing someone's voice, her face turned red, and she quickly covered his mouth.

"Keep your voice down, or he'll hear you."

He Mu pried his hands away and continued, "Last night you moaned so sweetly in my bed, calling me 'good brother' so comfortably several times, but when you woke up and pulled up your pants, you forgot about your 'good brother.' Who wouldn't feel heartbroken?"

"I...I understand!"

Hearing voices, he said urgently,

"I was wrong, please punish me, brother. I'll do whatever you say. Please don't say anything now, brother!"

Upon hearing this, He Mu finally showed a satisfied expression and indeed stopped talking.

Hearing the voice, he breathed a sigh of relief, then guiltily glanced back at Ye Lan. The guy was completely still, holding his sword, his face as expressionless as a block of wood.

Great, I guess they didn't hear it.

Hearing voices, she mustered up her courage and took He Mu's hand again, wanting to say something to cheer He Mu up.

"Wasn't my brother supposed to go outside the city today? Why did he come with me?"

That's what I originally thought.

He Mu glanced at Wen Rensheng with an ambiguous expression.

"But I happened to see something, and after thinking about it, I decided to come with you."

Hearing a voice, he asked, "What is that?"

He Mu smiled and said mysteriously, "You'll find out when we get back."

You'll find out when you get back?

Hearing the voices, he pondered for a while, and suddenly the stack of books he hadn't destroyed yet flashed through his mind.

It can't be—

"Grab him, don't let him get away!!"

"He bit my wife! Kill him!"

Hearing voices, he was halfway through his thought when a commotion arose not far away.

The three of them looked in the direction of the commotion. They saw that the window on the second floor of the teahouse not far away had been smashed open, and a figure, curled up into a ball, crashed through the paper window and landed right in front of them.

Upon hearing the voice, he instinctively grabbed Tianxin at his waist. He looked closely and realized that it was not a person at all, but a huge rat with several burn marks on its body from some unknown object, and even the fur around it was burned off.

But the rat demon seemed to feel no pain at all. As soon as it fell to the ground, it immediately rolled up and got up, its eyes bloodshot and its teeth bared as it scanned its surroundings.

People holding sticks quickly surrounded them, shouting and pressing forward. Hearing the voices, the people were pushed forward.

"Be careful." He Mu supported Wen Rensheng's back and whispered, "The scent of spiritual energy here doesn't seem right."

Wen Rensheng's gaze remained fixed on the rat demon. He vaguely felt that the demon looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

A middle-aged man next to him grabbed a sickle and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Xu Duoren, what have I ever done to you! Every time you come to the teahouse to freeload, I've turned a blind eye, so why did you bite my family member?!"

Many benevolent people?

Startled by the sound of human voices, he hurriedly looked at the rat demon's face and saw a faint scar. Because the fur was so dark, he hadn't noticed it before.

It really is him!

Upon hearing the voices, he drew his sword and charged forward without a word, confronting the enraged monsters around him.

"Everyone, calm down."

Hearing the voices, he flicked his sword, slashing a sword aura across the ground, separating the crowd from Xu Ren. The sword aura condensed into frost and penetrated three-tenths of an inch into the ground, quickly forming a thin layer of ice around them, forcing the crowd back a bit.

“This is my friend. He’s timid by nature and would never bite anyone,” Wen Rensheng said, looking at Ye Lan. “Brother Ye Lan, could you take this man’s wife to the Hua Palace to get treatment first?”

Ye Lan dared not delay and immediately stepped forward, saying, "Young Master, I will take care of it right away."

After saying that, he pushed through the crowd, used his light-footed skills to leap up to the second floor of the teahouse, and went to look for the injured man.

The people of Cangzhou City have always respected City Lord Yi Jinxiang. Upon hearing the voices saying that she was going to take people to Huagong, their previously boiling resentment subsided somewhat.

The uncle who had spoken first wasn't about to let it go so easily. He took a step forward and shouted at the voice, "You're the city lord's apprentice! Do you think you can just say you're protecting someone and then protect them?!"

"My wife is already frail, and Xu Ren is a rat demon; who knows if he has any diseases? What if my wife—"

The man was shouting enthusiastically when suddenly a force came down on his shoulder, twisting it with just the right amount of pressure.

"shut up."

He Mu glanced at him coldly, then slightly loosened his grip, causing the man to wail in pain. He threw down his weapon and knelt down, pressing He Mu's hand firmly down.

"Ugh! You...you...let go!"

“You’re from the teahouse, aren’t you?” He Muping said. “If you were really worried that Xu Duoren was sick, why did you let him stay in the teahouse before?”

The man argued, "I was confused then, but I'm clear-headed now, is that not allowed?"

He Mu tightened his grip: "Tell me honestly, who was bitten?"

The man was in so much pain that tears streamed down his face. After a moment, he let go and said, "Stop twisting! Ouch! I... I wasn't lying! He really bit me! Go see for yourself!"

He asked Mu Hansheng, "I'm asking you, who did you bite?"

The man said, "He bit our teahouse boss! But the boss said he wouldn't pursue it... This... she's just too kind! How can someone be injured and not pursue it? I think this Xu Ren is just desperate because he's so poor he's gone crazy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone nearby whispered in agreement: "There's already nowhere to live in the city. This monster is going crazy, we might as well just kick it out..."

"The outside is full of demon-slaying night patrols; it's better to let them fend for themselves."

"That's right... Our family of three is crammed into one coffin-sized room now, and he's such a big monster, he could take up all of it by himself!"

Hearing these words, Mu released his hand and slowly returned to Wenrensheng's side.

Hearing the voice, he turned around and glanced at Xu Ren behind him. His condition was strange; his eyes were bloodshot, and he had been baring his teeth and making some wary noises since the beginning, as if he had been stimulated by something.

"Brother," Wenren said softly, "why don't we take him outside the city first? Just not too far away."

The city of Cangzhou has recently been plagued by a severe lotus disaster, causing widespread panic. This incident, which occurred in public, could trigger further panic if not handled promptly.

He Mu frowned slightly, but did not answer immediately.

Even if the Heavenly Spiritual Root is not far from the city, it may still be discovered by the Night Wanderer of the Fate God.

Hearing that he had not yet obtained godhood, and that if he rashly left the city, he might run into Si Ming, and Mu was worried that she would not be able to protect him.

“It’s alright, brother,” Wenrensheng noticed He Mu’s worry, stepped forward and took He Mu’s hand, and said softly, “I won’t hold you back.”

"This is not called dragging others down."

He Mu sighed, glanced around, and said in a voice only they could hear,

“You are too important to me, I don’t want to take any risks.”

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Author's Note: Sheng Sheng, in her foolishness, has once again given the mountain god another handle to use against her.