Chapter 101

Xiao Mo was full of speculation, his heart was beating wildly.

Although Chu Jinglan calmed down quickly, it would be unreasonable to pretend that what happened just now had not happened.

If it's really because of me, then can I be bolder and guess a little more, and think that I mean more to Chu Jinglan than I originally thought?

Xiao Mo felt very anxious and worried.

But Chu Jinglan has never easily revealed flaws on his face whenever he wants to stay calm. In this respect, he is very similar to Xiao Mo, except that his expressions after staying calm are different.

Chu Jinglan would restrain his expression like a calm pond, while Xiao Mo would still be able to smile as if nothing had happened. Anyway, they would do whatever it took to hide their emotions.

Xiao Mo realized for the first time that this was a bad habit, and he also reflected on himself.

Yan Chun and the others hadn't seen Chu Jinglan for a long time. Today, after seeing Xiao Mo and then Chu Jinglan, the three of them couldn't stop crying. No matter how famous they were in the outside world, their hearts were still in the small house where they used to live and in the two people who led them out of the quagmire.

If there were no old friends, there would be no gentleman doctors and swordsmen. They always remember the kindness of the past.

The three of them didn't bother to use the cleaning technique to wipe away the cold sweat, they just moved their lips and said: "Master..."

Chu Jinglan's eyes slowly swept over the three people.

Xiao Mo went down the mountain just to find them.

Chu Jinglan said: "Come in."

He turned around and left with Xiao Mo. The three of them were stunned for a moment, then they were overjoyed. They understood what Chu Jinglan meant, and used storage containers to collect things in the yard. They immediately followed him, and the five figures walked into the gate of Du'e Sect together.

The scattered people gathered again, and the deserted sect became more lively.

Chu Jinglan pointed out a hilltop to them, which was some distance away from Du'e Peak. The three of them hurriedly put their things away and then went to Du'e Peak and stood there in an orderly manner.

Over the years, among the three of them, Yan Chun was the main speaker when something went wrong.

The three people who had already made some name for themselves in the outside world seemed to be still children in front of them. With anxiety and expectation, Yan Chun bowed and said, "Master, may I ask if we are now considered as members of the Du'e Sect?"

Chu Jinglan snapped his fingers, and three waist badges of the Du'e Sect floated in the air and stopped in front of them.

It was not the crude and simple wooden token from the lower world, but a shining jade token. The three of them took the token with joy, their hands trembling: "Thank you, Master!"

"I don't accept disciples. You can call my master in the future." Chu Jinglan didn't mention whether the Du'e Sect would open the door to accept other people. Xiao Mo was beside him. "Do I have one?"

Chu Jinglan flipped his hand and handed the Jade Order of Su'e to Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo took it with both hands and rubbed it gently. The identity badge was very beautifully made. Although it was made of white jade, it did not look plain. The spiritual runes were written in golden color and inlaid with gold and jade. The engraving was in the shape of a swimming dragon. It was really beautifully made.

The sect's emblem is a lotus.

Does Chu Jinglan like lotus more than You Yetan? Xiao Mo stroked the pattern and decided on the style of the sword tassel.

Xiao Mo put away the symbol of his sect's identity and smiled at Yan Chun and the other two. "It's a rare opportunity for us to get together. I want to cook a table of dishes so that we can have a good chat. Would you like to help?"

Yan Chunchuxia and Mo Zhi were of course happy to say, "Yes!"

Xiao Mo had taken a look before he went out in the morning. The kitchen in the courtyard of Du'e Peak was fully equipped. He wanted to go to the kitchen with the three of them to show off his cooking skills, but he found that although Chu Jinglan didn't say a word, he followed him closely.

Xiao Mo couldn't help but blink: "You..."

Chu Jinglan: "I'll go with you."

Xiao Mo smiled: "Okay, then let's all come together."

In the immortal's residence, smoke rose up, bringing the fireworks of the human world into Hanshan. The kitchen was warmed up, the stove was boiling, and the people were also lively. Xiao Mo, Yan Chun and others were smiling. Although Chu Jinglan had no expression, he stood among the crowd, not in the snow.

The main dishes take a long time to prepare, some may take several hours, so we didn’t rush for lunch and made a table of dinner.

However, everyone has already fasted, so they eat this meal not to fill their stomachs, but for the people at the table. It doesn’t matter whether it is at noon or at night, just eat it.

At dusk, the courtyard was filled with a large table of dishes, including eight-treasure white-feather chicken, roast pork in honey sauce, steamed marine fish, rare treasure soup, etc., emitting heat and fragrance, which made people's appetites whetted. Mo Zhi poured out the wine from his storage container.

"This wine is called Jieyou. It is a rare fine wine that has been around for a hundred years. Today I bring it out for everyone to taste!"

Mo Zhi usually couldn't bear to drink too much, but today he took out all the wine, everyone poured wine and drank together.

Xiao Mo had never drunk alcohol before. This wine was spicy, but rich and mellow. It had an indescribable complex taste, as if the tip of his tongue had rolled through the world of red dust, and all the tastes turned into flames and swallowed into his throat, rolling into his heart. He didn't know if it relieved his worries, but it was really strong.

The spiritual power in the wine was extremely strong. After Xiao Mo drank three cups, his cheeks became hot and he felt heat rising. Knowing that it was almost time, he put down the glass and stopped touching it.

He didn't know that at this moment, the corners of his eyes were redder, more gorgeous than the sunset glow in the sky, and his eyes were sparkling with rippling water, with a slightly tipsy look that was more intoxicating than the wine in the glass.

The inner demon has no blood and no tears, but now the human body has hot blood. When angry, ashamed, or drunk, red and hot flushes can appear on the cheeks, and the eyes can become wet.

Chu Jinglan's gaze was fixed on Xiao Mo, and he drank from the cup in his hands, swallowing the flames one cup after another.

The spiritual power of the Immortal Venerable is the best in the world. These wines are nothing to him, and he can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

Mo Zhi held the altar and started to drink. He became bolder after drinking the wine. This time, Yan Chun didn't need to speak first. He wiped his mouth and said to Xiao Mo, "In fact, we heard the news this morning that the sect will hold a wedding banquet in three months."

"When you came this morning, we wondered if you were the one that the master was going to marry. Later we found out it was you who came back, and we were really happy."

Mo Zhi's eyes were red and he choked up: "We will definitely help with the preparations for the reunification ceremony, don't worry!"

Chu Xia held the wine glass, sipped it, and lingered next to Xiao Mo, whispering: "Brother, after you left, the master did not retreat from the world in the early years, and acted violently, which attracted a lot of gossip. After establishing the Du'e Sect, he lived too lonely."

After the bloody storm, there was loneliness and desolation. Due to Chu Jinglan's presence, Chu Xia did not say such sad words: "Now that you are here, we feel relieved."

"I also wish you all the best in advance, Senior Brother and Master...ah, I should call you Sect Master now." Yan Chun raised his glass, "I wish you two a harmonious and lasting marriage."

This glass of wine must be drunk, so Xiao Mo also raised his glass and drank another glass.

They drank from dusk until the moon rose over the branches. Yanchun and Chuxia took the lonely and drunk Mo Zhi away. Xiao Mo only drank five cups in total. Although his face was flushed, he was very sober.

He was just a little drunk, and his limbs and chest were all hot. Now there were only two of them left, and Chu Jinglan drank the last bit of the wine. He drank the most today, but he was also the most sober and not drunk at all.

In the moonlight, a storage container was pushed in front of him.

It was not the one Chu Jinglan gave away last night. He put down the empty wine glass, and his eyes followed the storage container upwards and fell on Xiao Mo's rosy face.

Gorgeous and gorgeous, outstanding and unparalleled.

Xiao Mo smiled at him and said, "I think, since you said we should share half of the things, it doesn't make sense to only give you one and not mine."

The storage container contained all the assets that Xiao Mo had redeemed from the mall. He divided these items in half and put them in this storage container.

"I'll give you half of mine, that's the way it should be."

Chu Jinglan picked up the storage container. Xiao Mo didn't know whether he had scanned it with his spiritual sense, but Chu Jinglan held it in his hand, looked at it for a while, and then obediently accepted it.

Xiao Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

They no longer have any cooperative relationship, but they still share half of the things, and this line has clearly crossed the line of close friendship.

Xiao Mo was secretly happy that Chu Jinglan could accept it. Chu Jinglan probably didn't realize that their relationship had heated up. This was normal. For people who had never known the word love, sometimes it only took a moment for them to realize it, and they would feel happy without knowing why. But if they didn't realize it, they would always be kept in the dark and would never be able to see clearly.

Xiao Mo also felt it was mysterious when he himself was enlightened, but Chu Jinglan didn't understand it yet. It was okay. He slowly took Chu Jinglan's hand and led him over.

Xiao Mo, feeling the warmth from the strong liquor, said to Chu Jinglan, "We haven't talked properly yet... I'm back, Chu Jinglan."

Chu Jinglan's calm eyes seemed to change under the moonlight. He faced the moonlight and looked at Xiao Mo. He saw that Xiao Mo seemed to move his fingers a little uneasily, and then asked him: "Can I hug you?"

The last hug Xiao Mo gave him made him lose consciousness, and later... he fell into a long and lucid nightmare.

Chu Jinglan felt his heartbeat stop, the air became sticky and heavy, he felt his breathing was about to stop, his blood was about to run cold, his soul was about to break, his hands on the table couldn't help but tighten, the ferocious beast in the shadows moved its ears, its pupils erected, and it had already bared its fangs.

Xiao Mo is still waiting for his answer.

After a moment, Chu Jinglan's hand left the table. He just raised it a little, a move that made it unclear what it could do. But Xiao Mo's eyes lit up, and he opened his hands and just held him.

Chu Jinglan's hand froze in mid-air.

He would not get drunk, but he felt dizzy at this moment. The moonlight was flowing in his eyes, and it hurt his eyes. Just this kind of light could make his eyes hurt.

It's not the pain in the eyes, but the pain in the heart.

But his heart, which had been silent just now, began to beat again in the embrace. Xiao Mo's warm body now heated the air around him. The stickiness and heaviness were melted by him and he moved away from Chu Jinglan. He could hear his own heartbeat and breathing, and the warmth spread through his limbs, pulling him back to the world from the suffocating hell.

Chu Jinglan tried to lift his hand up little by little with a stiff and trembling hand.

After slowly hugging Xiao Mo and truly holding him in his arms, he tightened his grip firmly.

He is back, he is really back, and he is here, not leaving.

Chu Jinglan knew that his heart had been divided into two halves in the past three hundred years, one half was inhabited by the beast, and the other half was sown with flower seeds. Now the seeds were arching in the soil and slightly sprouting upwards. Just this tiny sprout suppressed the roaring beast.

He heard the sound of his own breathing and suddenly tightened his arms, holding Xiao Mo even tighter.

Xiao Mo was slightly startled, but he didn't let go. He clung to Chu Jinglan's shoulders and said again, "I'm back."

From the time they met until now, Chu Jinglan felt that his mind was completely clear. The ice on his face was cracking, and his pupils were trembling. He held on to the dream he had waited for three hundred years, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are back."

Waiting for the return of my old friend, my heart has turned to ashes.

But when you came back, I found that there was a blazing spark hidden under the ashes. I couldn't light it myself, but once you touched it, it would always move for you.

Chu Jinglan closed his eyes in shock, the hypocrisy that had been suppressed for so long was torn apart, magma rose into the sky, he hugged Xiao Mo, his eyes were red, when Xiao Mo wanted to get up, he stroked Xiao Mo's head, and pressed him on his shoulder with restraint and firmness.

"... Just a moment, just a moment."

Taking advantage of this Qingming Festival and this emotional moment, he wanted to hug this person more.

Xiao Mo blinked and leaned lightly on Chu Jinglan's shoulder: "Okay."

After a long time, the figures under the moonlight slowly separated, and the two people quietly traced each other's eyebrows and eyes in the moonlight.

Maybe someone wanted to raise his hand, but then put it down.

Chu Jinglan's eyes were no longer able to see the changes that had just happened. He pointed and placed a protective seal on Xiao Mo: "If this seal is triggered, I can rush to your side immediately. In addition, I can sense your location at any time."

Xiao Mo: "If I say thank you, is that polite or awkward?"

Chu Jinglan said: "There is no need to thank each other between you and me."

Xiao Mo smiled: "Okay."

Chu Jinglan withdrew his hand and used his sleeve to cover his trembling fingers: "I have realized something. I will go back to my room to practice. You should also go to bed early."

Xiao Mo followed him with a reluctant look: "Yeah."

Not until Chu Jinglan entered the room did Xiao Mo slowly retract his gaze, looking at the bright moon in the sky and listening to the roar in his chest.

...It's over. Don't even think about practicing or sleeping tonight.

Xiao Mo's guess was right. When he entered the house, he was not sure if it was because he was still drunk or because he was hot all over, but he could clearly see a smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he couldn't help it.

This restlessness is really tiring but also enjoyable.

He looked at Chu Jinglan's room through the window and really wanted to just pull him up and talk all night long, or even just watch him without saying anything. However, Chu Jinglan was practicing, so this approach was not feasible.

Xiao Mo lay back on the bed, tossing and turning for a while, and finally gave up on resting. He simply pushed the door open and went out to stroll around the nearby mountains to cool off.

There are 81 peaks and many wonders outside. It’s a good opportunity to see whether it’s a rumor or true.

There are restrictions on the mountain to prevent spiritual prying, but it does not prevent entry. Xiao Mo randomly selected a peak and walked in slowly. His eyebrows and eyes were still rosy with joy, bringing the warm spring breeze among the mountains and forests.

He picked a mountain at random, but the scenery in this mountain was just average. However, he was in a good mood at the moment, and every scenery he saw seemed extra beautiful, so he walked a few more steps.

After entering the mountain, it became easier to explore with the spiritual consciousness and avoid getting lost. However, after just a few more steps, Xiao Mo's spiritual consciousness discovered a path leading underground.

His steps suddenly stopped, and his consciousness also stopped in front of the iron gate at the end of the road.

Why does this door look like... a prison cell?

Xiao Mo pursed his lips and walked towards that road.

But he didn't think it was a big problem at the moment. It was reasonable for a big sect to build a prison as a backup. He was just curious and wanted to see what was going on.

The door of the dungeon was not locked, but as soon as it was opened, the bloody stench inside rushed to his face in an instant, making Xiao Mo's eyes widen.

Deep in the dungeon, someone was locked in place with a chain through his collarbone and his limbs were bound. Hearing the movement at the door, the chain made a slight sound and the person kneeling on the ground raised his head, as if he had just woken up. His eyes were not focused and it was difficult to recognize his figure.

Before he could even identify who it was, his mocking words had already rang out hoarsely: "Why, you thought of me again? What else do you want..."

Xiao Mo recognized his face and was suspicious: "Fen Xiu!?"

He is actually still alive!

Xiao Mo stood at the door of the dungeon, his tipsiness and enthusiasm instantly dissipated: Why is Fen Xiu here?