My Senior Brother Turned Black After I Died. Chapter 13
byChapter 13 Chapter 13 Old Friends and Enemies
Shen Lanchuan undoubtedly discovered something, but inexplicably there was no reaction. He continued to fiddle with the firewood silently with the “fire stick”.
Shen Lanchuan was not in a hurry. He sat down next to Mo Wei, picked up a piece of wood and began to look at it. Then he took out a carving knife from the storage ring and started carving it carefully.
The only sound in the room was the crackling sound of firewood burning.After an unknown amount of time, there was a bubbling sound in the pot.
He stood up inexplicably, took two porcelain bowls, scooped out two bowls of dark soup from the pot, and pushed them in front of Shen Lanchuan.
“You and your junior brother each have a drink. Those mushrooms will not bother you tomorrow. Leave this place as soon as possible. This is not the place you should be.”
Shen Lanchuan put away the unfinished wood carving in his hand and did not rush to take the porcelain bowl. He only asked: “Aren’t you curious why I know your identity? And… why do you want to help us?”
Inexplicably speechless: “In comparison, you are obviously more curious about me, right?”
“I’m indeed curious about why Mo Wuyi, who once held one of the Twins of the Moon Sect, became disfigured and lived in seclusion?” Shen Lanchuan looked at him sharply, “But what I’m more curious about is that this secret realm is obviously new, but judging from your appearance, you have obviously lived here for many years.”
“What’s the secret behind this?”
“Junior, you are the son of an old friend. I have done my best to help you and your junior brother once. Don’t push yourself too far.” Mo Wuyi warned coldly.
“Okay, I won’t ask any more questions. I just want to know one thing,” Shen Lanchuan said without forcing it. “Will this secret realm break the peace of the world of cultivation and cause harm to the world of cultivation?”
Mo Wuyi was stunned, but he didn’t expect that this was what Shen Lanchuan wanted to ask.He was a little surprised and said: “How could Shen Fu, a thrifty man like you, be able to teach an upright and kind-hearted child like you?”
Shen Lanchuan frowned slightly and said with some displeasure, “I have been taught by Master Daoxuan since I was a child.”
“Daoxuan? So you are the child of Yun Yaoxi and Shen Fu, and the one outside is also a disciple of Daoxuan?” Mo Wuyi pulled the two porcelain bowls back again, “In this case, don’t drink it now, I will make a new one.”
Shen Lanchuan: “…So what is added here?”
Mo Wuyi said calmly: “It’s nothing, I just added some bitter herbs to make you two happy. I thought you were the child of one of Shen Fu’s confidants.”
“Old friends and enemies sometimes don’t conflict.”
Shen Lanchuan fell silent, once again gaining a new understanding of the popularity of his cheap father.
Perhaps knowing the identities of Ji Hantong and Shen Lanchuan, Mo Wuyi’s attitude became a little warmer.He said to Shen Lanchuan: “Go and take your junior brother down and go back to bed. Don’t freeze outside. If something happens to you two under my nose, even if you go to the underworld in the future, Daoxuan will have to chase me and kill him.”
Shen Lanchuan did not refuse. He carefully and gently carried Ji Hantong back to the bed, and carefully twisted the quilt on him.
Mo Wuyi watched in amazement: “Your temperament is different from that of your father and mother, and it is also unlike your master. Is it because of him?”
Shen Lanchuan did not answer.Mo Wuyi didn’t care either. He continued to use the Broken Star Sword as a fire stick and cooked another pot of soup.
Mo Wuyi raised his hand and called Shen Lanchuan over: “Xiao Shen, come and chat with me for a while. How is your master lately? Is he still greeting you as before? Logically speaking, he has become a master and accepted disciples, so he should be more stable.”
Shen Lanchuan sat next to him and said with some hesitation: “Master has been dead for many years.”
Mo Wuyi fiddled with the firewood for a moment, and he said in a daze: “Daoxuan…has been dead for many years? Then who is the current master of your Taixuan Dao Sect?”
Shen Lanchuan replied: “Junior Brother Xinxue Zhenxin, a disciple of Qinghe Zhenren.”
“I thought…that’s all, this is good.” Mo Wuyi murmured to himself.
He raised his head and looked at Shen Lanchuan seriously: “You are not the sect leader, so it is not convenient for me to say more about some things. In short, you should go out early tomorrow. This secret realm should not be opened now. I don’t know why you broke in.”
“Shouldn’t it be opened now? But the Suxin Secret Realm has been opened for a while, and this time besides us, there are also people from the Immortal Alliance coming.” Shen Lanchuan said.
Mo Wuyi’s expression changed: “What are you talking about, there are other people here?”
His face was visibly ugly, and he punched the stove hard.
“Damn it, these bastards are going to cause trouble. If the beast is disturbed, no one will be able to survive.”
Shen Lanchuan immediately caught the key word: “So what is a dirty beast?”
Mo Wuyi did not answer. He glanced at Ji Hantong, who was still sleeping, and then looked at Shen Lanchuan steadily: “You are very similar to me, and I can vaguely guess what you are thinking. But you are luckier than me. You can leave safely with your junior brother, live a good life, and don’t pursue this matter again.”
“Otherwise, you won’t be able to stay with him forever.”
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