Chapter 17

To be fair, although Chu Jinglan was not enthusiastic about Su Baimo, it would be an exaggeration to say that he ignored him. Every time Su Baimo came to the Chu family, Chu Jinglan never failed to see him and always offered his help.

Su Baimo cried in front of Chu Yusheng because she was ignored? This was the first time Chu Jinglan heard about this.

The young master of the other family gritted his teeth in hatred: "What, Chu Jinglan bullied him and made him cry?!"

Su Baimo: “No…”

Young Master Bian: "You still have to speak for him!"

Xiao Mo listened with great interest, and even pointed out: "Although this member of the Bian family has a questionable ability to understand, he should really like Su Baimo."

After spitting at Chu Jinglan, Young Master Bian squinted at Chu Yusheng and said, "Who do you think you are? You can take the sad nonsense that Baimo said when she was crying seriously?"

Chu Yusheng sneered: "Then why don't you say that he agreed to marry you because he was young and ignorant, and it was also a lie?"

Seeing that the two men were about to fight, Su Baimo quickly stepped between them and said, "Stop arguing!"

The two of them looked at him at the same time. Su Baimo said sadly, "I don't want you to be sad, but I am already Brother Jinglan's fiancé..."

The young master of the Bian family didn't care about anything else. He was reckless, but passionate and straightforward, saying loudly: "If one day I have the ability to cancel your engagement, will you come back to me?"

Su Baimo was shocked by his words, and wanted to say how could you possibly do that, I would never leave Brother Jing Lan...but Young Master Bian's burning gaze forced him back.

Su Baimo was confused and could not speak for a while.

Chu Yusheng laughed: "Only you?"

Young Master Bian's words completely brought the entire Chu family into trouble, and Chu Yusheng could not ignore it.

Chu Jinglan waited for a while, but did not hear Su Baimo's answer. The young master of the Bian family and Chu Yusheng started arguing again. Su Baimo had missed the time to give an answer. Chu Jinglan turned around and left, without letting the three people notice that he had been nearby.

Xiao Mo floated beside him leisurely: "Aren't you going to finish reading it?"

"That's not necessary." Chu Jinglan said, "Su Baimo doesn't like any of them."

Xiao Mo laughed, "Yes, if Su Baimo really wanted to pursue you, he would have firmly established his status as your fiancé, but he didn't; if he liked the boy from the Bian family, he should have responded, but he still didn't; as for whether he and Chu Yusheng are still together, it's hard to say."

Xiao Mo circled around him and said, "There's another possibility. Maybe he can't bear to give up any of them?"

Because his own father was a philanderer, Chu Jinglan had no good feelings towards people who were fickle. However, Su Baimo was not as lustful as Chu Tianshi, who fell in love with any beautiful woman he saw.

Chu Jinglan frowned in shock.

Xiao Mo looked at his expression, stopped talking and didn't say anything else.

In the evening, all the people finished the competition and the qualifications were decided. One month later, the Secret Realm of Dusk Mountain would be opened and these young disciples would be able to enter to train.

They were full of fighting spirit, unaware that what was waiting for them would be a lifelong nightmare.

Every family had to go back home, and friends waved goodbye to each other. Su Baimo naturally wanted to look for Chu Jinglan as well.

I don’t know how the bloody fight between three people in the afternoon ended, but Chu Yusheng and Young Master Bian both returned safely. It is obvious that the two did not fight as the Mushan Secret Realm is approaching.

Alas, what a pity.

This time, without waiting for Su Baimo to come forward, Chu Jinglan actually took the initiative to approach him.

Su Baimo's eyes brightened visibly.

Chu Jinglan said: "Reach out, I have something for you."

Is it a gift? Su Baimo blushed, suppressed her inner excitement, and raised her hand reservedly.

With a soft "puff" sound, Chu Jinglan put a book in his hand.

Su Baimo: Hmm?

He looked down and saw: character is the key to success.

Next are the second and third books. If the titles are translated into modern language, they can be written as "How to be an upright person" and "Teaching you to treat interpersonal relationships with the correct three views."

Su Baimo: ? ?

He looked up blankly, and Chu Jinglan said calmly: "You are young, you must know that the most important thing in cultivation is to cultivate your mind and avoid going astray. You should read more of these books."

I thought it might be a gift, but it turned out to be a guide. Su Baimo hugged the book listlessly: "Oh, okay."

After Su Baimo left with the book, Xiao Mo looked at his dejected back, his tone flat: "Oh, do you think he might not become a scumbag like your father? Maybe he is young and ignorant, so there is still hope for him?"

"Scum?" Chu Jinglan savored the word. Dregs, scum, a waste, it actually described Chu Tianshi briefly and accurately.

There are many strange but useful words for inner demons.

That's a very fitting word.

Chu Jinglan remained calm: "Su Baimo may not become a loser...scumbag like Chu Tianshi."

Chu Jinglan didn't even blink when he called his biological father by his name: "Although it has nothing to do with me, if there is one more Chu Tianshi in the world, there will be more sad people."

For example, his mother.

Xiao Mo glanced at him faintly: It has nothing to do with you yet. Do you know what you will do in the future?

Would go through fire and water for him.

It has been some time since Xiao Mo thought about the stupid things Chu Jinglan would do in the future. Now that things have come to this, he can't help but think of Chu Jinglan's ending that was enough to make him write a thousand words to complain about it.

Xiao Mo looked at Chu Jinglan in front of him: He is as handsome as the moon and as beautiful as jade, a young man with outstanding talent that no one can match.

In the end, for Su Baimo, he died in a deserted place in the Demon Realm, and there was no one to collect his body.

Xiao Mo suddenly felt a blockage in his chest, and his temper of being disappointed in his friend came up again.

He couldn't help but glare at Chu Jinglan. Fortunately, Chu Jinglan couldn't see it, otherwise he would have to guess what his inner demon was doing.

Xiao Mo wanted to bump him on the head so that if he got wet, he could get out of it and wake up quickly. Thinking of this, he actually bumped into Chu Jinglan.

But it wasn't the brain that was hit.

Xiao Mo directly clamped on Chu Jinglan's shoulder, found the most comfortable position to lie down, and moved smoothly and seamlessly.

When he realized what he had done so skillfully, Xiao Mo was completely stunned.

He clearly wanted to find fault, so how did it turn into looking for a nest?

...Habit is a terrible thing.

Xiao Mo lay down in frustration and dejectedly: Forget it, the nest is already built and it won’t be bumped into anyway, so why bother?

Moreover, looking at the disciples around him who were ready to fight, Xiao Mo realized that compared to the distant ending, something was very close.

The secret realm of Mushan will be opened in a month, and by then, Chu Jinglan will lose everything he has owned so far.

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In the days after the selection meeting, Xiao Mo was a little absent-minded.

The progress of his mental training slowed down, and the flute, which had made some progress, kept going back and forth between killing people and killing pigs, and was never able to break through into a normal song.

If he could play a complete piece of music, Chu Jinglan would be able to hear that the owner of the flute must be in a depressed mood, and he was not relieved. Unfortunately, Xiao Mo could not play it, so Chu Jinglan thought it was simply unpleasant to the ear.

When the song was over, Chu Jinglan's ears were so disturbed that his points soared.

Only the system knows that the host is in a bad mood. For example, at this moment, the host, who should be cultivating, is pacing restlessly in the Shihai Courtyard and cannot calm down at all.

System shake program, it's time to show caring spirit!

"Host, what's bothering you?"

Xiao Mo stopped.

He glanced up at the sky over the Sea of ​​Consciousness. Originally there was only a remnant of a moon, but now it was gradually filling up and was about to become a full moon.

That was the manifestation of Chu Jinglan's improved cultivation.

Xiao Mo's cultivation level also improved rapidly. When the full moon comes, Chu Jinglan will be able to have a baby.

But Xiao Mo knew that the waning moon would not be full for the time being.

There are still more than ten days before the Mushan Secret Realm opens.

Xiao Mo rolled his toes on the grass for a while, and then he said to the system: "If, I mean if, I don't want Chu Jinglan to go to the Mushan Secret Realm..."

System: "Oh, you still want to change the place where he is abandoned to make the plot richer, right? I can recommend it here!"

Xiao Mo stopped on his tiptoes and stood up slowly. There was no wind in the dark sea of ​​consciousness. Today, he was dressed in silver and white, standing under the moon, almost merging with the moon, broken and stubborn.

He spoke slowly: "What if I said that I wanted to try to prevent him from being deposed?"

Xiao Mo's voice was filled with emotion: "Will you stop me?"

Xiao Mo did not get an immediate answer. The sticky silence soaked into his sea of ​​consciousness, making it hard to breathe.

After a moment, the system sighed.

"will not."

“Because you can’t succeed.”

Xiao Mo moved his fingers and his eyes turned a little cold in the moonlight.

"So you have such an idea. Well, that's right. Human emotions and thoughts will change, but I hope your rationality will never change." The system said in its usual tone, "I reminded you that important growth nodes will never be changed. This is absolutely true."

"You can use words to disturb Chu Jinglan and prevent him from going to the Mushan Secret Realm, but the next moment a powerful person may appear in the world line and destroy him with one palm. At that time, as a demon who can't even condense into a human form, how can you stop it?"

Xiao Mo pinched his palms and closed his eyes.

...Yes, he couldn't stop it.

He shouldn't have any psychological burden for someone who can't be saved no matter what. Besides, Chu Jinglan's cultivation level can be restored in the future. This is just a hurdle for him.

Xiao Mo and the system convinced themselves: You don't have to care.

You didn't want to care about it, right?

In the next two or three days, Xiao Mo resumed his normal practice, and the system felt that this careless host must have thought it through and convinced itself.

It's nice to have a host with a stable mood.

During this period, Dai Zisheng's injury gradually healed, and Chu Jinglan only saw him once again. Dai Zisheng said that he still had some things to do, and asked if Chu Jinglan could lend him the cabin for a while. Chu Jinglan agreed.

Chu Jinglan's cultivation level rose little by little, and Xiao Mo added his own training on this basis, and the benefits brought by the cultivation level increased visibly.

Today, when he was outside, the round ball of mist moved, first shortened and flattened, as if its shape was temporarily out of control.

Chu Jinglan, who was reading a book, was stunned and stared at the fog that suddenly took on a strange shape.

Then, a short piece of stuff emerged from the edge of the sphere...a hand?

It is indeed the hand.

Because soon after that, legs also emerged, the ball stretched into a small human shape, and a round little head was formed. The mist above moved again, and a pair of small, gray-black eyes appeared, blinking.

A little man, the size of a palm and completely black, took shape.

The villain looked at Chu Jinglan and blinked again. Chu Jinglan was finally able to achieve a physical stare-in-the-eye confrontation with the inner demon villain.

The inner demon raised his short hands and looked at it, then jumped on his short legs, and then he was very happy: "It has a human form at least!"

The little man excitedly turned left and right, waving his hands, adapting to the new drive shell.

Chu Jinglan silently put his hands back into his sleeves and remained motionless.

…Why does it look so good to touch?

Be clear-headed, because that is the inner demon that will fight you to the death in the future.

Chu Jinglan muttered to himself and couldn't help but look at the villain again.

He himself might not have realized that his eyes did not look like he was looking at an enemy.

Xiao Mo covered the little man with a layer of spiritual power, using it as a medium so that he could barely touch things in reality. For example, he could stand firmly on the table, instead of appearing to be standing but actually floating in the air as before.

If his spiritual power was removed, he could return to being air and pass through walls and doors with ease.

Xiao Mo turned around on the spot to adjust his body, then confidently stepped forward.

However, he overestimated the distance his short legs could cover, and also overestimated the walking ability of this little creature.

He took just one step and fell onto the table with a plop.

Xiao Mo: “…”

Chu Jinglan was shocked: "..."

Chu Jinglan didn't laugh, really.

Xiao Mo immediately got up, a little in disbelief, his small eyes filled with shock. He slowed down on the spot, and then took another step forward. This time, he succeeded!

He managed not to fall on the table.

He fell right off the table.

The inner demon floated as light as the air and could fly away at will. However, at this moment, Xiao Mo seemed to have forgotten how to fly and fell straight down.

It turns out he wasn't the only one who forgot that his demons could fly.

Before Xiao Mo could even utter a cry of surprise, he fell into a warm palm.

Chu Jinglan reached out and caught him.

Chu Jinglan, who made the move, and Xiao Mo, who caught it, were both stunned.

Xiao Mo lay face down in Chu Jinglan's palm, shame suddenly rolling up from his toes to the top of his head. If he were here at this moment, he would definitely be blushing with shame.

Give him a chance and he will leave this planet immediately.

Ah, I'm dead!

Xiao Mo had nothing to live for, so he just lay still and pretended to be dead.

Chu Jinglan looked in amazement at the hand he had subconsciously extended. When Xiao Mo fell, his body reacted faster than his brain and he reached out to catch him.

How do I deal with my inner demons...

Chu Jinglan pursed his lips, feeling a little annoyed.

His gaze involuntarily fell on the inner demon in the palm of his hand.

The inner demon's hand moved slightly, as if it realized something, and then it lay flat and motionless.

If I just stay still, nothing will happen?

In the strange silence, Xiao Mo heard an imperceptible chuckle from Chu Jinglan's palm.

Xiao Mo jumped up on the spot, his dark face almost turning red with embarrassment: "Are you laughing at me!?"

Chu Jinglan was expressionless: "No."

"I just heard it!"

Chu Jinglan remained unmoved: "You heard wrong."

Xiao Xinmo said sinisterly: "You'd better——"

[Ding, mental attack successful, +20! ]

Xiao Mo: “…”

The dark cloud that had been brewing in Xiao Mo was abruptly interrupted, and his expression became dazed for a moment.

Does this count?

No, wait, think about it carefully. The system originally said that causing emotional fluctuations in Chu Jinglan would be considered a mental attack, so a direct attack would also be acceptable?

…Well, when I first entered the book, I only had resistance to the world and Chu Jinglan. The system could see that I disliked them, and coupled with my identity as an inner demon, when it came to mental attacks, both I and the system actually thought of negative emotions.

Then again, if there is no time for adjustment, it would be impossible for a sudden inner demon to get along peacefully with Chu Jinglan from the beginning. Their identities are limited, and the two of them have their own claws in their bones, so it is inevitable that they will have some friction when they collide.

All this is in the past.

Xiao Mo will no longer use harsh words to gain points, but he will not use mindless flattery to gain points either.

What’s more, Xiao Mo was both a theft and a gain: Chu Jinglan was just laughing at him!

Xiao Mo: “You——”

"Young Master," the attendant asked respectfully at the door, "May I serve the meal?"

Chu Jinglan suppressed the smile in his throat and said in a steady voice: "Yeah."

Xiao Mo swallowed his words for the moment.

We’ll settle the bill after dinner.

The servants placed the dishes on the table one by one. When the last snack came out, Chu Jinglan was stunned.

The attendant smiled and said, "This was sent from the Madam's courtyard. I think the young master has recognized it."

Chu Jinglan's expression melted away and he nodded.

It was a stack of osmanthus cakes, with a refreshing osmanthus fragrance and snow-white and soft texture.

When he heard that it was sent by Wanyu, Xiao Mo was startled reflexively, and then immediately rushed to the plate to confirm whether it was poisonous.

Chu Jinglan noticed his action, his eyes moved, and he waved his hand to let the servant go down.

This time the osmanthus cake was not poisonous, it was just a simple piece of osmanthus cake made by the mother for her son.

Xiao Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Jinglan raised his hand, but did not rush to touch other dishes. Instead, he put the osmanthus cake in front of him and savored it carefully.

From Chu Jinglan's perspective, today is a good day, and everything seems to be pleasant.

As Xiao Mo was surrounded by the fragrance of osmanthus, his heart, which had just been active, gradually became cold.

Yes, after Chu Jinglan became a useless person, his lost skills could be recovered, but his lost mother could never come back.

There are still three days left to reach the secret realm of Mushan.

Xiao Mo gradually retreated to the edge of the table and looked at Chu Jinglan and the osmanthus cake in silence.

For the first time, the aroma from the dining table failed to attract him.

Xiao Mo started playing his flute again.

The inner demon has no mouth, so the sound of the flute is wrapped in black mist, and it still relies on the breath of the black mist to make it sound.

Chu Jinglan could only hear the mocking sound, not knowing that this unpleasant tune had already been integrated into the mood of the flute player.

Three days passed quickly amid the sobbing sounds of Xiao Mo's flute. The disciples from various families gathered, and the secret realm of Mushan was about to open.