In front of the woman, Dong Yanyan opened the lunch box and said with a smile: "Sister Jin Ming, this is too supplemental, it is spiritual chicken soup every day." ”

Since last night, Jin Ming, who had been boiling chicken soup all night, stood aside and said with a smile: "Little uncle, a few days ago, Ye Jing Ancestor personally instructed me, saying that Uncle Shi, you have consumed too much recently, and you need to make up for it in food, where do I dare to slack off." ”

Jin Ming, who was already a little familiar with the master and servant on Jinliu Peak, was a little curious, and asked the young man, "Uncle Junior, why haven't you seen Miss Song in the past few days?"

In the past, when women brought food to the mountain, Miss Song would come out to greet her, but I don't know what's going on, I haven't seen Miss Song's figure in the past few days, but the food boxes are empty.

The story of the little uncle and the maid who took him up the mountain was spread among the people of the sect, and many girls who thought they were outstanding in appearance were all heartbroken after hearing the stories of the women who Ye Jing took to the Golden Willow Peak.

Many women who looked a little mediocre in the lower ranks were overjoyed, but then they were splashed with cold water by the women who had been on Jinliufeng and said: "Come on, compared with your appearance and Uncle Xiao's maid, it can be regarded as a heaven and a place." ”

I don't know why Uncle Song loves Miss Song, but at least Jin Ming has felt that Miss Song is a good person for a while, but maybe it's a woman's intuition, maybe it's random conjecture, Jin Ming always feels that the girl doesn't look like Uncle Xiao's maid, but like Uncle Xiao is waiting for her.

Dong Nanyan laughed dryly, not that Song Jieyi didn't want to see Jin Ming, but that he didn't want to see him.

Since that day, the girl has avoided him, basically not even seeing faces, every time he puts the food box at the door, and then a pair of small hands will reach out, take the food box, and then quickly close the door.

"She... She hasn't been feeling well lately. Dong Nanyan made up a disguise.

"Not feeling well?"

The warm-hearted Jin Ming said: "Little uncle, why don't I take Miss Song to the sect to have a look, one of our mothers-in-law's medical skills is very high." ”

"Uh..."

Just when Dong Nanyan was about to refuse, a voice came from the wooden building, "Sister Jin Ming, thank you for your concern, but I will recuperate for two days, so I won't go down the mountain with you." ”

Hearing Song Jieyi's voice, since the girl was reluctant to go, Jin Ming had no choice but to nod, "Okay, Miss Song, then you have a good rest." ”

The meal had already been given to Dong Nanyan, and Jin Ming said, "Okay, Uncle Xiao, then I'll go down the mountain and come back at noon." ”

Dong Nanyan said with a smile: "Sister Jin Ming doesn't need to come at noon, I just have something to go down the mountain in a while, and I will bring the lunch box down to you when the time comes." ”

Jin Ming chuckled and said, "Then it's hard little uncle." ”

After sending Jin Ming away, Dong Nanyan put Song Jieyi's lunch box at the door and knocked on the door, "Miss Song, I'll put the food outside for you." ”

The girl, who had been in the house for a few days, did not speak.

It wasn't until the divine sense noticed that Dong Nanyan had returned to the house that the wooden door opened a crack.

Holding the fragrant jade bowl, the girl said with a bitter face: "Dry this bowl of spiritual chicken soup." ”

After drinking the chicken soup, Dong Nanyan spread out the pen and paper, began to write, and wrote down what he had seen and heard in the Fallen Leaf Sect on the paper one by one, it was already December, and it had not snowed in the Fallen Leaf Sect, had it snowed in Nanzhen? At the end of the letter, the young man told Ma Cheng that Xu Yu and the others were all right, and hoped that they would take care of their health.

Put this letter aside, the boy began to write another one, which was intended to be sent to Linjiang Palace, in the letter, in addition to writing about what he had seen and heard during this time, the boy also wrote that his realm had caught up with Cao Wan'er, maybe he would have to surpass it if he worked harder, I hope the girl will work harder, otherwise this big brother will not live up to his name, and when the time comes, he will walk the rivers and lakes and lose face.

After writing two letters, the boy sat in his chair and looked at the letter and giggled.

It's nice to think about people and to be remembered.

When he went out, he saw that the lunch box at Song Jieyi's door was moving, Dong Nanyan knocked on the door and said softly: "Miss Song, I'm going down the mountain, you can come out for a walk, don't suffocate your body." ”

Lifting the lunch box, the young man with two letters in his arms walked down the mountain.

The wooden door opened gently, and the girl who had not seen the light of day for a long time stretched her waist and said softly towards the bottom of the mountain: "Fool." ”

On the mountain road, the young man walked lightly, did not raise fine dust, just a few incense sticks, and walked to the stream.

After going to Uncle Ye Jing's Pure Leaf Peak, the old man told Dong Nanyan that he had rummaged through the ancient books of the Fallen Leaf Sect, large and small, and had not found any records about the scarlet ancient sword and the ever-changing vision of heaven and earth. However, the old man smiled and said: "Since it's okay, it's a good thing, my nephew, you broke through two realms in one day, it's unheard of, maybe it's because of your unique vision." ”

When Dong Nanyan wanted to go back, the old man stopped the young man, "Senior nephew, I see that you were a little interested in my Thunder Body Method that day, I will pass you on today, okay?"

The young man's head shook like a rattle for the thunder that day, and Dong Nanyan didn't want to thunder as soon as he moved under his feet, so he didn't scare the enemy to death when the time came, but frightened himself first.

But although he rejected Ye Jing's thunder, Dong Nanyan instead learned a body called dust reduction from the supernatural power upstairs.

There is no dust under your feet, and your body has reached the other side.

After stopping by the stream for a while, and not seeing Zhou Shao's figure, Dong Nanyan walked forward again.

Returning the lunch box to Jin Ming, the young man had already arrived at the Spreading Mountain of the Fallen Leaf Sect.

Approaching the Chuanxun Mountain, the sound of birdsong is endless, all of them are not mortal species, they are all spirit birds that can travel thousands of miles a day.

The disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sect Mountain communicate with friends or relatives from the outside world, in addition to going up and down the mountain themselves, they all need to go to the Transmission Mountain to pick up and drop off letters, and since the Fallen Leaf Sect closed the mountain, this is even more so.

Walking towards Chuanxun Mountain with joy, Dong Nanyan found an acquaintance on the mountainside.

"Zhou Shao, why are you here?"

The boy with a sad face on the mountain saw Dong Nanyan, who greeted him with a smile, he was stunned for a moment, and quietly stuffed the letter paper in his hand into his arms, and said with a smile: "Uncle Xiao, why are you here?"

Dong Nanyan smiled: "You haven't answered my question yet, you want to ask me?"

Zhou Shao was just about to speak with a smile, when someone walked down from the Chuanxun Mountain, and seeing that the boy hadn't left yet, he said impatiently: "Zhou Shao, why are you still here, how many times have you said it, it's not that the senior brother is embarrassing you, it's that the sect has regulations, after the mountain is closed, you can only send three letters a month, and you have used up the number of times this month, let's go." ”

Seeing the young man beside Zhou Yan, the man hurriedly said, "I've seen Uncle Xiao." ”

Dong Nanyan nodded, knowing that what the man said was true, the Fallen Leaf Sect did have a rule that only three letters could be sent after the mountain was closed, so he turned his head to Zhou Shao and asked, "Come and send a letter?"

Zhou Shao smiled bitterly and nodded, "It's okay, I'll come back next month." ”

The boy who turned around and was about to leave was gently grabbed.

Dong Nanyan asked the man in charge of the interrogation: "I don't know if I can give Zhou Shao the number of times I have this month." ”

Where did the man who knew Dong Yanyan's identity dare to slacken, and he didn't know how Zhou Shao got into a relationship with the young man, so he hurriedly smiled and said: "Uncle Xiao, of course this is okay, I will lead you up." ”

Dong Yanyan smiled: "Then thank you." ”

The boy smiled at the boy, "Let's go." ”

After selecting the spirit bird, Dong Nanyan tied the two letters to the Lingyun eagle with white hair on the top of the two heads, and after writing the address, the eagle spread its wings, not affected by the large array of the Fallen Leaf Sect, and rushed out of the mountain.

Seeing that his letter had been sent, Dong Nanyan turned his head to Zhou Shao, who was hesitant on the side, and asked, "Why haven't you sent the letter yet?"

Zhou Yao stood in front of the spirit bird card and hesitated, "Uncle Xiao, forget it, I'll send it next month." ”

Dong Yan said with a smile: "Zhou Shao, it's December, and the New Year will be in two months, when you have more words to tell your parents under the mountain, don't wait until next time, hurry up and choose a spirit bird to send a letter." ”

After hesitating again and again, Zhou Shao took out the letter in his sleeve, selected a spirit bird, and sent the letter away.

On the mountain road, Dong Nanyan, who walked down the communication mountain with Zhou Shao, asked, "Why did you choose a shuttle goose that is not too fast?"

Zhou Shao thought for a while, "Choose the fastest, go early, come back early, what if you want to talk to the family when the time comes?" It's better to get it slower and receive it slower." ”

Dong Nanyan stopped, "Zhou Shao, I... I don't have so many chances to send a letter, so the next time you want to send a letter, call me. ”

Zhou Shao's expression was complicated, and he stopped, "Little Uncle..."

Dong Nanyan patted the boy on the shoulder, "You're welcome, we're friends." ”

The boy lowered his head and did not speak for a long time.

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In the real pearl country, a big gang of rivers and lakes, the woman who helped the housewife's personal maid took down a letter from the leg of a wild goose, and gave one of the pages respectfully to the woman in the inner room.

At night, I opened another page of letters, which did not contain much content, but were all about a teenager.

After reading the contents of the letter, the woman began to write with a pen, then folded the paper into a small butterfly, placed it on a wick, pinched her wings gently, and the butterfly flew away.

In the direction of the Mori Bone Domain.