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This early morning is no different from the early morning of countless midsummer days in autumn.

Even after noon on this day, the gate of heaven will open somewhere among the mountains of Qiushui.

At this time, the sun is not big, and the cold mountain breeze swimming among the autumn mountains just right to suppress the summer heat, and there are dewdrops hanging everywhere on the grass and trees in the mountains, even if you walk carefully, you will always get some wet pants with dewdrops.

This made Zhou Bozhong, who had been walking in the mountains for a morning, have to stop every time to twist the soaked trouser legs, and the last time he twisted them too many times, he simply rolled up the trouser legs whole.

But the strange thing is that he has always been frizzy, afraid of tiredness and trouble, but today he can't see the slightest resentment on his face, on the contrary, his expression is very serious and serious.

You must know that this serious appearance, in the past, would only appear when he practiced swords.

After walking to a dense forest that was almost opaque, Zhou Bozhong suddenly stood in front of three strangely shaped trees and stopped.

"A big tree hugged by three people, two dead trees with the thickness of a bowl side by side, and two mountain rocks of ten catties and eight taels ......"

I saw him looking at the three trees closest to him in front of him, and looking around for something.

"So here......"

Finally, he found the two stones in the grass at his feet.

"The portion is right. ”

He took the two stones in his hand and weighed them.

After confirming that they were correct, he suddenly moved the two stones to the middle of the big tree and the two dead trees.

With that done, he quickly stepped back, then stood still.

Almost at the same time as he stood still, in front of him, a somewhat dilapidated firewood door was pushed open, and at the same time as the firewood door was pushed open, a small courtyard emitting smoke suddenly appeared out of thin air in this dense forest with only trees, mountains and rocks.

"Who are you?"

A Dao boy's little head timidly poked out of the chai door, and a pair of dark eyes looked at Zhou Bozhong vigilantly and curiously.

"I'm looking for your master, Beihe Zhenren. ”

Zhou Bozhong tried his best to make his fierce-looking face kinder.

"My master, I don't see outsiders. ”

Xiao Daotong plucked up the courage to face Zhou Bozhongdao.

"I'm not an outsider. ”

Zhou Bozhong smiled and said:

"Your master, it's my senior brother, you still have to call me a little uncle. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand to touch the little Taoist boy's head, but the little Taoist suddenly retracted his head, closed the mountain door with a "bang", and then shouted loudly while trotting:

"Master, Master, my little uncle who is a troublemaker is here!"

"You actually call me a troublemaker?"

Zhou Bozhong smiled bitterly and scratched his head.

It didn't take long for the chaimen to be pushed open again.

This time, it was an old man with gray hair who pushed open the chai door.

The old man's eyes were cloudy, his breath was weak, and he looked like he was about to reach the limit.

"What are you doing here?"

The old man glanced at Zhou Bozhong and said angrily.

"Come on...... Let's take a look......"

In front of this old man, Zhou Bozhong looked like a child who had done something wrong.

"Enough of it, let's go, I'll cook." ”

The old man was about to close the door as he spoke.

"Don't don't, there's something, I've got something, there's really something!"

Zhou Bozhong hurriedly grabbed the door with his hand.

However, the old man's strength was obviously not great, and Zhou Bozhong just put his hand on the door, and he couldn't pull it at all.

However, at this moment, Zhou Bozhong was not happy at all, he even felt extremely sentimental, especially feeling the trembling force of the other party trying to close the door, he was very reluctant to believe that this was the senior brother who could pump himself more than ten meters away with a slap.

Because he had a Qilin bone before, he couldn't fully comprehend all the feelings of the Fallen Realm, so this was the first time he really felt how cruel the Fallen Realm was for a cultivator.

"What's the matter, say ......?"

Unable to close the door, Beihe Zhenren lowered his head with a dejected expression, and his tone became very low.

"I'm here to deliver the letter. ”

Zhou Bozhong took out a letter from his cuff and handed it to Beihe Zhenren.

"Whose letter?"

Beihe Zhenren looked at the envelope and asked:

"Xu Honghu's or Sun Wumou's?"

In his opinion, there are only these two people who can make Zhou Bozhong send a letter.

"Neither. ”

Zhou Bozhong shook his head.

"It's Qiushui's letter. ”

He hesitated for a moment before speaking.

Hearing this, Beihe Zhenren's thin hand holding the envelope suddenly trembled, and the whole person seemed to be stunned, and he stood motionless for a long time before slowly raising his head.

"Got it. ”

Beihe Zhenren said lightly.

When he said this, the expression on his face was still calm and calm.

"Teacher, junior brother, you also received it?"

Before Zhou Bozhong could speak, Beihe Zhenren suddenly asked again.

"Hmm. ”

Hearing the other party's junior brother, Zhou Bozhong suddenly felt inexplicably happy.

"You've got to come out...... It's the same stupid head and brain as when I was a child. ”

The old man shook his head helplessly.

"I'm almost ready to boil porridge, go into the house and eat a bowl?"

He then asked.

"No, senior brother, I still have a few letters to deliver today. ”

Zhou Bozhong smiled and shook his head.

"Alas...... All right. ”

The old man sighed.

"Then I'll go, brother. ”

After Zhou Bozhong finished speaking, he waved his hand and turned straight away.

The old man also waved his hand at Zhou Bozhong's back, and was stunned for a while before turning around and returning to the courtyard.

"Master, Master, what kind of letter is this?"

The little Taoist boy asked, following behind the old man's buttocks.

"A ...... A letter that can liberate the teacher. ”

The old man stared at the letter as he walked, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, which had been straight.

After speaking, he tore open the envelope with his hand, took out a piece of stationery from it, and then handed it to the little Taoist boy without looking at it:

"Nian Nian. ”

"Okay!"

Xiao Daotong happily took the page of the letter, and then unfolded the stacked letter paper with his little hand, and read the last word in his immature childish voice:

"Please come with me to Huangquan. ”

That's all there is to this letter.

......

As the temperature in the mountains rose little by little, Zhou Bozhong, who was originally just wet with dew, was already wet with sweat all over his body.

But fortunately, the letter that should have been sent has also been delivered.

"And the last letter......"

He pulled out a letter from his cuff that was a little different from the one he had sent before.

As if to deliberately distinguish it from other letters, the envelope of this letter is made of red paper, and the handwriting on the envelope is different from the others, because it is obviously much uglier.

And the name of the recipient is Li Yunsheng.

"This Li Yunsheng shouldn't have set off yet. ”

Zhou Bozhong touched the sweat on his forehead, and then glanced at the location of the mountain behind the Baiyun Temple in the distance.

"Forget it, this last bite of true yuan, let's use it now, so as not to catch up. ”

As he spoke, he saw Zhou Bozhong's figure flicker, and the whole person disappeared like an afterimage on the road to Baiyun Temple.