Chapter 67: The Storm Rises
"Poof, father-in-law. Gu Lang covered his mouth, and his smiling shoulders trembled.
"Go, go, laugh what. The cat glanced at him obliquely, and looked at the red-haired beauty with righteous words: "Look, your body is a horizontal male fish, and it is not very nice to take the word 'horizontal' and the word 'fish' as the name, only the word 'male' is more pleasant, but if it is a single name, the word 'male' is too simple, and the overlapping sound is more intimate, so ah, the father-in-law is definitely a good name!"
This statement is reasonable and well-founded, if it weren't for everyone present who knew that this cat was playing bad again, they would really believe her nonsense.
After that, the cat looked at the red-haired beautiful man with a confused face.
I saw him frown slightly, muttering the word 'father-in-law' in a low voice, and then raised his eyebrows, pointed at Mo Xing Dye and said, "Xianggong." He pointed to himself again: "Father-in-law!"
Apparently, he misunderstood.
The cat's eyes narrowed, and he hurriedly said, "Yes! That's exactly what it means!"
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One afternoon passed in a blink of an eye, and when it was close to Shen, Mo Xingran hugged the cat and carried a beautiful glass lamp out of the deserted courtyard.
The glass lamp is filled with water, a whole red fish swims in the lamp, the fish tail as thin as the wings of a cicada is like a blooming phoenix kite, the fish scales are brilliant in the water, and it looks like a bright ruby.
"Didn't you say that the fish lay in the water during the day and turned into a human at night, how did he turn around?" the cat stared at the lamp curiously.
Mo Xingran walked unhurriedly: "The innate spirit is unparalleled in the world, and the documents that can be studied are all derived from ancient books, and now it has passed tens of millions of years, he is the spirit of all things, and it is normal for his habits to be adjusted with the evolution of the environment." β
"Unparalleled?"
Mo Xingran nodded: "Exactly, there are no relatives in the world for spiritual objects of the same category, and only after the last spiritual object is extinguished, the next one will be derived." Because of this, innate spiritual beings often never set foot half a step from the place of birth, and spend their lives in a long period of loneliness waiting for death to come, just to meet their own kind. His voice was long, low and long, echoing through the sunset-filled alley.
The cat's brown eyes looked at the fish swimming in the lamplight, stunned.
She can understand that loneliness, just because she is the same, there are no relatives and no reason in this world.
.......
Soon, Mo Xingran came to the entrance of the alley, pinched his fingertips, and cast a trick on his handsome face.
At this time, the sky was already a little dim, the lights in Yanyun City were on, and the streets were still full of people, and the food shops on the street were full of people, and the food of every household was fragrant.
Along the way, some people looked at Mo Xingran curiously, but not because of his appearance, but because he had seen a bird walking a dog and a dog walking a cat, but he had never seen a cat walking a fish.
Mo Xingran ignored the eyes of others, walked into a magnificent restaurant quickly, and asked for a private room by the window on the second floor, holding a cat in his arms and a fish in his hand, Shi Shiran sat down.
The cat and lion opened their mouths, forcing Mo Xing to order a table full of food.
Facing a table of fish, shrimp and crabs, the cat was three feet long, and when he was about to feast, a figure suddenly appeared on the chair beside him...
The cat was frightened, and when he saw the man's handsome face, he exclaimed: "You, you, can you say hello in advance?"
"Father-in-law, hungry. The red-haired man stared at a table of delicious food.
Cat: "......"
Fortunately, this time he didn't forget to dress to 'avoid the cold', otherwise this meal would really be inedible!
The cat swept into the wind and ate a crucian carp into his stomach, and sighed: "What's the matter with him, a person and a fish for a while, if it goes on like this, I will be scared of a cat disease sooner or later." β
Mo Xingran frowned and looked at the red-haired man, who was mercilessly tearing off a crab leg and handed it to Mo Xingran: "Eat." He grinned, revealing eight white teeth.
Mo Xingran waved his hand and declined his kindness.
While speaking, there was a sudden crisp sound of 'clang' outside the door of the wing room, and the voices of people became noisy, as if there was an argument.
"Auntie, you can't do this, we are a small business, hey, don't smash it!"
"Hmph, can a small business be done for the tiger and do such a thing that has lost his conscience?" a woman's crisp voice carried some anger.
"I, I don't know what's going on, you wait, I'll go and ask the back kitchen what the hell is going on. β
"Ask, can you ask? You must have done a lot of work like this, go, follow me to the official!" the woman shouted indignantly.
Inside the house, the cat's cunning eyes shone brightly: "It seems that there is a good show." β
Without waiting for the other two to react, the cat rushed to the door and opened a small crack in the door.
I saw that the corridor outside was in a mess, and among the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, a petite and delicate woman was holding a porcelain vase with an angry face, and she was about to smash it on the ground with her hand.
The shopkeeper stood stupidly a foot away from her, and he didn't dare to take a half step forward: "Girl, you see that I have no grievances with you, don't embarrass me, I really don't know who drugged the meal." Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead, and he looked wronged.
"Okay, I don't embarrass you, you can call your steward and ask him to go to the official office with me to explain the ins and outs of this matter!" the woman snorted coldly and shouted downstairs.
This building is not high, and the dispute outside the private room on the second floor quickly attracted the guests on the loose seats downstairs, and people talked about it one after another, no one knew what was going on, but without exception they put down the dishes in their hands and looked at the second floor curiously.
Sure enough, watching the excitement is never a big deal, so I heard someone shouting: "Little lady, but you don't have the money to pay the bill and want to find a ballast, there's no need, the master will help you pay!"
The crowd laughed, the face of the girl in pink turned red, although she was small, her movements were extraordinarily clever, she turned over the railing on the second floor, jumped down, and landed on a wooden table as lightly as a swallow.
"Who is so short-sighted, aunt and grandmother, I am angry, and I don't pick a good time to find death!"
"Yo, the little lady looks handsome, but the words that come out of this little mouth... How does it sound like a dog barking!hahahaha!"
There was a muffled 'bang', deafening.
Then the crowd erupted into a shrill scream, and the cat was so excited that it hurried out the door to look downstairs.
I saw the crowd downstairs shouting and rushing out of the door, and there was no one in the hall in an instant.
Mo Xingran walked out at some point, squinted his eyes and said, "This girl is not simple, she looks like a monk." β
"Monk?" the cat followed his gaze towards the corner of the first floor, her eyes instantly shrinking to the tip of a needle.
I saw that the gray wall on the left side of the first floor was splashed with blood, and a drop of blood snaked down the wall, forming a blood-red cobwebβthe man was like a prey preyed on by a cobweb, his body was clinging to the wall, his head was cut off in half, and the brain and blood were dripping down his neck, and the only half of his face was split with one eye.
The man just mocked twice, and ended up like this, this young woman was ruthless!
"Hmph, stinky fish and rotten shrimp dare to shout in front of me. The woman's little pink face was full of disdain, and there was a red stain of blood on her fingers, but there was no blood on her body.
She casually picked up the rag on the table and wiped her hands: "Today is really unlucky." β
Not far away, the shopkeeper and a man who seemed to be the shopkeeper were huddled behind the silver cabinet and did not dare to come out, squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, their bodies shaking like chaff.
"Wan'er, what made you angry?"
A low, magnetic male voice sounded outside the door of the restaurant, and with a string of ding-dong bells, a slender figure stepped in.
It was dark outside, and the autumn night was frosty and dewy, but the man in front of him was dressed in a thin single coat, with a lily coat over his shoulders and a hat on his head, and a long sword pinned to his waist, but strangely enough, the sword was made of wood.
In addition to this, the cat noticed that a golden plaque had fallen from his wooden sword, and a string of copper bells was tied to it, which sounded crisply with the man's steps.
"What kind of costume is this?" muttered to the cat, this man looked like a fisherman, but what fisherman would not put a tattered wooden sword on his waist, and hang a gold medal in an ingenious way?
"Partridge, why are you here?" the woman glanced at the man, "Did Daddy let you follow me again?"
The man named Partridge pressed his hat very low, could not see his face, and said in a calm voice: "The city lord is worried that you will cause trouble. β
"City Lord!" the cat exclaimed in a low voice, looked up at Mo Xingran on his side, and saw that he was staring at the two downstairs with a frown, and said in a low voice: "Interesting, today's meal money is worth it." β
Mao'er looked puzzled: "Are they from the City Lord's Mansion?"
Mo Xingran nodded, pursed his lips and smiled: "Don't worry, the good show is still to come." He noticed that the man in the cloth was secretly sealing behind his back with his hands, and the airflow downstairs was becoming more and more inflated and chaotic.
"Hmph, you say those nonsense, three-year-olds only believe it. The woman in pink had a ruthless face, her skirt was flying without wind, her toe was as fast as lightning, and she instantly moved to the side of the man in the cloth, and her hand was a swift wind blade.
The wind blade was wrapped in silver light, like a hidden weapon with cold light, and the essence light on the blade was dazzling to the human eye.
In the flash of light, the man in the cloth turned his head to dodge, and the wind blade flew out of the door obliquely against his cheek.
Although he narrowly escaped from his body, the hat on his head was not spared, and the strong force of the wind blade lifted his hat to the ground, which was now destroyed into a pile of broken grass.
Looking at it again, the cat couldn't help but exclaim, and Mo Xingran frowned and said, "Yin and Yang eyes." β
The eyes of the man in the cloak are of a different color!
The left eye was as red as a torch, but the right eye was chaotic, like a layer of fog covering the pupils!
"Wan'er, do you and I really want to do this?" A burst of flames had already erupted under the man's feet, and tongues of fire were jumping excitedly at his feet, like fire snakes ready to move.
"Don't talk nonsense, you go back and tell Daddy, my Shangguan Wan'er is not a three-year-old child, he doesn't need to send you to pretend to be me!" The woman's fingers flew with her hands, and a wind blade that was longer than before slowly condensed in her hand.
'Boom', the wind blade broke through the air and struck again, only this time more ruthlessly and faster than before!
Seeing that the wind blade she raised her hand and threw it out was close to the point, the man in the cloth raised his hand lightly, and saw a flame suddenly stretch out from the soles of his feet, and a few wisps of flame turned into a thick fire snake, the fire snake 'hissed' and spat out the letter, opened its huge mouth and snapped the wind blade - the wind blade was broken in two, and it actually landed with a 'bang' sound.
Immediately after, the fiery snake surged towards the pink-clothed woman, and approached her in front of her, spitting out the letter in a majestic manner, the flames burned her skirt, and the fiery serpent's huge mouth opened and closed and pounced on her head.
Just at the last moment, the fire snake with its huge mouth suddenly stopped moving, and the scarlet letter froze in the air...
The half of the body below the snake's head condensed into ice in the blink of an eye, like an immovable icicle straight in front of the woman in pink, and in the blink of an eye, the frost spread onto the snake's head - with a 'boom', the fire snake shattered into a piece of ice ballast...
"Hmm... Belch. β
At this moment, there was a full hiccup behind the cat, and she turned her head to look behind her in a daze - the red-haired beautiful man who walked out of the private room was rubbing his stomach contentedly, and then, he looked at Mo Xingran with a smile: "Hiccup... Father-in-law, full. β