The rhododendrons of Taiji Mountain are as red as mountain fires, especially after the twilight of spring, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, you can't see the edge at a glance.

Sima Chun traveled day and night for more than a month, changing eight horses along the way, and it was already the turn of spring and summer when he arrived at Taiji Mountain.

The sky is getting late, the sunset hangs over the mountains that stretch away, the red glow is like fire, the egrets are dotted, and everything looks extraordinarily enchanting. The surroundings were silent, and the sound of horses stepping on the bluestone mountain road echoed in the clouds.

Passing through the intricate Bagua Mountain Road, Sima Chun arrived at the top of the mountain just before the sun went down. The top of the mountain should be a different kind of cave sky, the fog is heavy, and the crows are faint and secluded.

There is a bamboo forest in front of the archway in the compound on the top of the mountain, where Sima Chun dismounted.

At this time, Taiji Mountain has already fallen into the night, and the tall archway only leaves a vague outline in the night. Sima Chun hesitated for a while, if she knocked on the door at this time and asked to see her, it seemed a little inappropriate, after all, her master and servant were both women. It's better to find a sheltered place to stay overnight, and wait until dawn tomorrow to see Mengyan, so that they won't be too embarrassed by each other.

So, he rolled over and jumped into the high wall and made a detour to the backyard.

After walking a few steps and stopping, I looked back and thought of the horse, and I always felt unsure. However, few people come to this Taiji Mountain, and the night is empty, and Mengyan and Zhaonu probably won't go out at night, and after hesitating for a while, they turned around and went to the backyard.

From the front yard to the lotus pond, there is a deathly silence along the way. To say that this has always been the case here, compared to when Zhou Yu and the two were there, the relaxed atmosphere is still much worse. Sima Chun shook his head and smiled, he didn't know why he felt this way. He knew very well that there were only one master, one servant and two women in this huge courtyard, but why did he suddenly have such a strange idea when he revisited the old place this time? The pace that was still fast as a flight slowed down, which could be regarded as nostalgia or his belief that there would be no third person here.

The walk has passed the lotus pond. When he turned a corridor and was about to reach the main hall behind, Sima Chun suddenly saw the lantern on the door of the innermost hall lit up.

In a panic, Sima Chun turned around and hid behind an osmanthus tree, looked along the flickering candle flame, and saw a thin figure walking towards him with a yellowish lantern.

Who else can go out at night and put on the lights? Slave calling, of course. Sima Chun is very sensitive to the cognition of summoning slaves, this seemingly weak woman, once made the domineering Yu Xi helpless against her. Although her character cannot be denied because of this, her appearance here and now has to make people suspicious. Moreover, he had been to the hall in front of him, and there was no need to say much about the mystery, especially the three kneeling statues in front of Tu Jian. Therefore, Sima Chun paid close attention to any distractions here.

The slave was about to pass by him with a lantern, but when he came to a fork in the road, he hesitated for a moment, and walked towards a dark storehouse on the right.

"Aren't there a dozen pigeons there?" Sima Chun's heart lit up, and he felt that something was about to happen, so he immediately followed.

After summoning the slave in, she didn't close the door, and with her skills, she would never notice that Sima Chun was outside the door. Through the door, you can clearly see two rows of iron cages hanging on the wall of the house, in which large and small pigeons are kept. The slave took out a note from his bosom and read it several times, his eyes resting on a lone pigeon on the beam.

There was a bookcase next to the pigeon cage, and after the slave studied the ink, and wrote a reply with a pen, he put the original note on the candle flame, and raised his right arm slightly, and saw that the pigeon on the beam of the house was restless for a while, and slowly fell on her hand. The slave stuffed the written reply into the ring, and hurriedly released it while it was not easy to be noticed in the night.

Sima Chun frowned, this Taiji Mountain is no stranger to her except for Mengyan, but seeing her such a cautious posture, it is obvious that she is carrying someone else behind her back to store the letterhead here. Needless to say, she must have made some mysterious deal with outsiders without concealing her dreams, and when she thought of the black-clothed man who appeared in Taiji Mountain last time, she couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine.

"Could it be that the slave is also doing things for the man in black?" Sima Chun thought to himself. Now the perfect time was in front of him, as long as the carrier pigeon was stopped, the secret of the slave's fornication with others would be revealed.

At that moment, Sima Chun flew up and chased after the white dove with the rolled lotus leaf. Sima Chun knew in his heart that no matter what was written in the letter, he could only check it, and he must not let people notice that the secret had been leaked. So after chasing the pigeon, he took out the reply letter with great care, and went to the lantern under the door of the main hall to take a closer look.

The seal of the note was sealed with red paint, but fortunately, not long after the seal, the red paint had not yet condensed, and after reading it, it only needed to be lightly burned with a candle, and it could still be sealed as it was. Reflecting the dim candle flame, it can be vaguely seen that it is written: Zhou Yi's matter is in order, the identity of the man in black is not yet clear, the girl is fine, don't read it!

This news was like a bolt from the blue, nailing Sima Chun firmly in place, and he was stunned for a long time without coming back to his senses. After reading the reply letter from the slave, it is not difficult to know that the letter she burned just now must be related to Zhou Yi. But it doesn't matter, it's already a secret that Zhou Yi was calculated by her, but what he dreamed of was that the slave was also entrusted by others to secretly inquire about the news of the man in black!

"Slave Summoner is not a man in black!"

When he and Zhou Yi came to Taiji Mountain, in addition to being lured by the 'Dongguo Xiu' who didn't know the truth or falsehood, the news that Zhou Yi and Yuan Fu had attached. According to Zhou Yi's speculation at the beginning, the man in black is a killer buried by the general Hou Jing in the rivers and lakes, and Taiji Mountain is the hidden stake of the man in black to order the rivers and lakes, the man in black is aimed at Zhou Yu's two families, and Mengyan is also a chess piece he uses to deal with himself, so he can know all his daily dreams in the past 20 years.

But from the current note, it can be clearly seen that Mengyan has nothing to do with Hei Yiren, and Taiji Mountain is definitely not a Jianghu force loyal to Hou Jing, and all the conclusions they deduced were instantly messed up by this short sentence!

However, one thing can be confirmed, the person who summoned the slave to serve is also secretly tracking down the identity of the man in black. The two of them are either friends or enemies, but in terms of the situation, the two do not seem to be in the same way, otherwise he would not have known the origin of the man in black to this day.

Sima Chun was hit out of his body by this blow from the head, and was stunned for a long time, Fang Chang sighed and said to himself: "The girl that the slave calls in this letter should be Mengyan, so Mengyan is not the man in black who came over to charm Zhou Yi." can be called a girl, does the master of the slave have some kind of intimate relationship with Mengyan?"

As soon as I thought of this, I suddenly heard the sound of iron hooks hitting the rock wall behind the main hall.

The main hall in front of him is at the innermost end of the top of Taiji Mountain, and behind him is the cliff and the abyss, in such a desperate situation, who would climb up from the back of the cliff? Seeing that the sound was getting closer and closer, Sima Chun hurriedly sealed the note in a panic, and hurriedly released the carrier pigeon before anyone else arrived.

Sima Chun hid behind a boulder, staring straight at a corridor on the right side of the main hall with a pair of eyes, clutching the hilt of his sword tightly in his hand, and he didn't dare to gasp roughly.

In the blink of an eye, three or five big men came around from the other side of the corridor, led by an old man in a white robe, with crane hair and fairy bones, and his demeanor was extraordinary. There were a few martial artists behind him, and when they looked at their outfits, the robes were exactly the same as those worn by the three kneeling statues in the main hall.

Maybe it was because they were in a hurry, so they didn't notice that Sima Chun was hiding not far away, one person pushed the door into the hall first, and the rest were waiting outside. After a while, the man came out of the temple with an extra note in his hand.

The others came around with lanterns, and what was written on the paper did not seem to be a secret to them, and anyone could read it, but the note ended up in the old man's hand.

"Is the incense ready?" the old man put away the note in his hand and said to the people behind him.

"How can you forget this! Since the last time someone had his head cut off by his master, who of the brothers would dare to forget what he had forgotten?" said the man, whose accent changed, and said in a somewhat complaining tone, "Whoever takes this errand will be frightened, this has been played for more than 20 years, in case because of a person's negligence, let the girl know the truth, then the master's hard work all these years will not be in vain!"

"So, we can only have more news on our own, and we can ask for more blessings. The other replied in the same tone.

"That brother is not as great a responsibility as 'Old Yue'!" several people teased at the old man with a playful smile.

"I see that you are all about to close the ghost gate, and you don't know whether you are alive or dead!" the old man said coldly, putting his hand behind his back, "Can you complain? I said earlier, do your own business, don't ask anything else, don't you understand?"

"Hehe, what you taught me is that you are the only one who has never let his old man worry about him from the beginning to the present over the years. Hey, the girl's affairs are also out of the question, if she hadn't had such a good father, who helped her have such a dream every day, and gave her the courage to live, she really wouldn't be able to survive this disabled body! It was also an eye-opener for God, not only cured our girl's leg injury, but also gave her a good home, think about that magical boy back then, and only he could be worthy of our girl!"

"Say a few words, you! Be careful when this word reaches his old man's ears, and he will cut off your tongue when he turns around!"

The man hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, followed the white-haired old man, and everyone went to the front yard together.

After everyone walked away, Sima Chunfang walked out from behind the stone, and in a daze, he was confused!

Sima Chun suddenly realized. Tonight, the slave got some kind of news, and then hung a signal light behind the main hall, and the big men just now must have climbed up from the bottom of the cliff after seeing the red light. As for the reason, it is already obvious that the note in the main hall was obviously left by the slaves, so that these people can go to the front yard to do something after they get the relevant letterheads. As the man said just now, Mengyan is a spoiled woman, and they risked their lives to climb to the top of the mountain, perhaps by being ordered by someone to weave a dream for Mengyan.

But this matter can't stand scrutiny, in such a troubled world, is the existence of Mengyan just an accidental event that has nothing to do with Zhou Yi?

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