"I distinctly remember that last night I was hot and dry, and then I felt a cold thing beside me, and I just, I just..."

"What's wrong with me?" Mo Xingran tied the waist seal on his robe, for some reason, he looked refreshed today, his heroic silhouette was a little softer than before, and there was affection between his eyebrows.

The cat met his eyes, couldn't help throbbing in his heart, and hurriedly turned his back: "You, you ** smoked heart, take advantage of me!"

"Then since I took advantage of you, why didn't you ask for it back then, why should you stay until this morning to convict me?" He took a few steps around the round table, and approached the cat with a handsome face: "Could it be that you only cared about Wen Cun last night, and you didn't know anything about it?"

The cat clearly saw a bit of banter in his twinkling eyes, he must know something!

"Mo Xingran, you stinky and shameless, you say, what did you do to me?!Do you have a way to get me back into your body?!" The cat was furious and thunderous.

"If I have a way, why should I take the risk of coming to this city lord's mansion where tigers and wolves are entrenched. Mo Xingran straightened up and shook his head calmly.

Just when the cat was confused, there was a hurried knock on the door outside the wing: "Young Master Mo, Miss Wan'er sent a slave to send you hunting equipment for the autumn sacrifice, if it is convenient for you to come out and check it." ”

"Just come. Mo Xing pinched the tip of his fingers, and his handsome face changed instantly, and he was completely confused.

He pushed open the door with a smile on his face, leaving the distressed and remorseful cat in the room spinning in place - she must find evidence, Mo Xingran must have done something shameful to her last night!

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A few handmaidens outside the door respectfully saluted Mo Xing, and the leading maid said: "Mo Gongzi, there are dozens of hunting tools here, all of which are commonly used, Miss Wan'er said to let you pick a few kinds of foils, if you are not satisfied, the slave maid will go to the arsenal to get it." ”

"Don't bother, I'll just take one of them. Mo Xingran copied a wooden bow in his hand, weighed it in his hand, and looked back at the red-haired man in the room: "You can pick one at random, don't let down Miss Wan'er's kindness." ”

His words had a different kind of deep meaning, and the red-haired beauty quickly understood it.

The red-haired man walked out of the house resolutely, his handsome face was full of anger, he came to the courtyard, faced with more than a dozen hunting tools displayed on a brocade cloth, waved his long sleeves, and said angrily: "Get out!"

In an instant, the dozen or so hunting tools were wrapped in a layer of ice, and there were a few crisp clicks, and the weapons, whether they were iron or wooden, suddenly broke apart from them, and a dozen well-made hunting tools became a pile of waste in the blink of an eye.

The leading maid panicked, but he didn't expect that the temperament of such a handsome and evil man was so irritable, he didn't even look at it, and turned these dozen hunting tools into scraps: "Childe, why is this, but I am not satisfied, the slave and maid will go to get something else." ”

"No need, this friend of mine has always been temperamental, and I'm afraid you didn't have a good time today, and it just so happened that he was sick again. Mo Xingran turned around and winked at the red-haired man, and then said to the maidservant: "I bother you to go back and say no to Miss Wan'er for me, I wasted her kindness, and I will definitely arrive on time for tomorrow's autumn festival." ”

"This..."The maid looked a little hesitant, after all, this errand was repeatedly instructed by Shangguan Wan'er, saying that it was necessary to let Mo Xingran leave a few hunting tools.

Helplessly, under Mo Xingran's strong resignation, several maids worriedly took the broken hunting equipment and left the wing where Mo Xingran was.

......

After the maidservant of the City Lord's Mansion left, the cat didn't quite understand why Mo Xingran wanted to reject Shangguan Wan'er's kindness, but because she was now in trouble with Mo Xingran - of course, it was her unilateral...

The cat couldn't open his face and asked, so he pretended to be calm and nested on the bed, deliberately looking for the 'evidence' of Mo Xingdye's transformation into a beast last night, and listened to the conversation between the two drinking tea with his ears pricked up, which was really a little far away, and the cat couldn't hear clearly, and was anxious to scratch his heart and liver.

"I just looked at the hunting equipment, and if I guessed correctly, it seemed that there was a kind of charm attached to it. Mo Xingran deliberately raised his voice a few points, and he didn't know which little cat he was talking about.

The red-haired man nodded, "Charm, track." ”

"Yes, it should be some kind of lost demon secret spell, if you don't look closely, ordinary monks shouldn't be able to detect the traces. ”

On more than a dozen hunting tools, without exception, the blade and hilt or bow body are wrapped in a layer of extremely faint black mist, faint to a natural extent, if it is not held in the center of the hand with a faint repulsion, Mo Xing Ran may not be able to detect that the hunting tool makes people move.

"Shangguan Wan'er doesn't know what she wants, if she doesn't want us to make trouble in the autumn festival hunting, she can just not invite us to go, why bother going around such a big circle. Mo Xing Ran lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow: "Unless..."

"Unless she has a reason why she has to let us go, but she must keep track of our whereabouts at all times so that things don't go beyond her expectations. The cat muttered subconsciously and drifted into Mo Xingran's ears with the wind.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he slowly walked towards the cat: "It's still my Wuge smart, you're right." ”

The cat was stunned, looking at Mo Xing's eyes as if he was looking at a lustful big devil, and he wanted to get his whole body into the bed, but unfortunately, it was too late.

Mo Xingran picked up the cat and blew softly in her ear, and his tone rose a little: "Wuge, what do you say I should do?"

At this time, if there are others present, it is estimated that this man is afraid that he is not married to his daughter-in-law and is sick - he actually molested a cat!

"I, I don't know!" the cat kicked its little paws and struggled desperately: "Let me go!"

Mo Xingran pursed his lips and pursed his lips, looking cold: "Wuge, you didn't treat me like this last night, last night you... But very welcoming. ”

The cat was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "What did you say? I did last night?"

"You forgot, last night you were so enthusiastic about me, and you pressed me on me, and you said that I had to say anything, don't you remember all this? Mo Xing was like an angry little daughter-in-law, sitting on the side of the desk and twitching her shoulders, raising her hand to squeeze her eyebrows and wiping her tears, but in fact, the corners of her eyes were dry...

The cat didn't expect that she wanted to trap him with a few words, but she put herself in...

Sure enough, a man's mouth is a deceitful ghost!

As soon as Mo Xingran raised his hand, the 'slender jade finger' pointed at the cat, pinched his throat and said, "You are responsible for me!"

A cat and a fish were shocked by the ink star possessed by this drama and their jaws fell to the ground, and the corners of the cat's mouth were dry: "Responsible and responsible, I was wrong, uncle, I shouldn't have done anything to you, you spare me, I will definitely not mention this matter again." ”

The angry cat almost raised its paws and swore to the sky.

"That's pretty much it. Mo Xingran turned his head 'shyly' and glanced at her, that glance was like a spring breeze and rain moistening the earth, just on his ordinary and rough old man's face, not to mention how much... Sour...

The cat can only lament, the Tao is not enough! It's like an innocent little demon meets a 10,000-year-old fox spirit, only to be eaten and wiped clean, you still want to tell him who is right and who is wrong, isn't this not to find yourself unhappy?

"Uncle Mo, you better think about tomorrow's autumn festival and let me go. "The cat has a loveless face, big eyes, and a big helplessness.

Speaking of tomorrow's autumn festival, "Ahem. Mo Xingran coughed dryly twice, and returned to the seriousness of the 'human-like' in the past: "Tomorrow's autumn festival, presumably not only the monks in the city lord's mansion will participate in the hunt, but also, the 'things' to be hunted are probably not normal wild things." ”

Mao'er said in his heart, too, if the monks of the Five Realms want to hunt some ordinary wild things, it is not easy to catch them, and it is not impossible to kill the wild things full of mountains in the blink of an eye.

"So what do you think is the problem?"

Mo Xingran glanced out of the window incomprehensibly: "I don't know if you have noticed, these two days... There seems to be a smell in the autumn wind. ”

Hearing this, a cat and a fish raised their heads to sniff the sky and the earth, and after a while, the cat nodded violently: "I smell it!"

Mo Xingran nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, that's what I have to say..."

"The meal is ordered, and the kitchen has made a dry roasted bamboo shoot!"

Red-haired man: "......"

To be honest, the tips of dry-roasted bamboo shoots... It's so fragrant.

"Uh..."The cat blinked awkwardly, and arched the red-haired fish on her side: "You smell it too, right?" ”

Dumb Yu nodded, suddenly felt that this was wrong, shook his head violently, looked at Mo Xingran and said, "I smell resentment!"

Cat: "......"

Is he really a fish? This fish belongs to a dog!

Mo Xingran smiled awkwardly and politely, and looked at the cat flatteringly: "It's okay, in fact, I also smelled the tip of the dried roasted bamboo shoots..."

......

What a wonderful triangle it is.

The cat tilted the tip of her nose and turned a blind eye to Mo Xingran's flattering eyes thrown from the air, and said, "What you mean is that the autumn festival hunting is not a living thing, but..."

"I can't be sure what exactly we want to hunt, but what I can be sure of is that there must be some conspiracy between the Xuanmen Pavilion and the City Lord's Mansion in this autumn festival hunting, and the reason why Shangguan Wan'er invited us to participate must be closely related to this conspiracy. Mo Xingran took a sip of herbal tea to moisten his throat, his eyes drifted to the cat's fluffy body, last night...

Thinking of last night, Mo Xingran was inexplicably a little throbbing, he restrained himself from thinking about a cat, and the hand holding the lamp was faintly white.

It seems that he wants to retrieve the main god of Wuge as soon as possible, so that she can return to his body, and hope that Mei will quench her thirst, which is not the way after all.

What's more, which man can endure it, when he is full of interest, the charming person on his side suddenly turns into a cat covered in fur at a critical moment...

Wuge didn't know why Mo Xing's face was blue and purple, but he thought that he was overthinking and tired, so he comforted: "Hey, don't worry, you think too much and hurt your body." ”

Mo Xingran: "......"

Can he not be in a hurry?