"Sister Ling'er, help me copy these two letters and follow the notes on them respectively." Zu An stood up and pulled out his chair, motioning for her to come over.
Xie Daoyun is an expert in runes, and in this profession, what he is best at is writing.
If it is difficult for others to imitate handwriting, it is easy for them.
"Okay~" Xie Daoyun sat down obediently, picked up the letter and read it, the smile on his face gradually froze.
Sensing something strange about her, Zu An hurriedly asked: "What's wrong? Isn't this handwriting difficult to imitate?"
"That's not the case," Xie Daoyun looked hesitant, and finally said quietly after a while, "Brother Zu is planning to have a date with some girl in the middle of the night."
Zu An burst into laughter: "You misunderstood, it's not me, but... it's a task requirement. Think about it, if it were me, why would I need to imitate handwriting."
He was too embarrassed to say that they were the senior brothers and sisters from Biluo Palace, lest she would be frightened and dare not write down for fear of causing any bad effects.
"That's right!" Xie Daoyun's eyes lit up and he suddenly smiled.
He rolled up his sleeves slightly, revealing his snow-white wrists, and began to copy.
"Is it a little difficult?" Zu An asked with some worry. Both Wan Tongtian and Huo Lingshi Tai's handwriting have obvious personal styles, which is why he felt embarrassed before.
"It might be difficult to be someone else, but Brother Zu, don't forget what I do." Xie Daoyun's face was shining, exuding a light of confidence.
The two letters were soon written. When Zu An checked it, he found that it was exactly the same as the handwriting of Wan Tongtian and Master Huo Ling. He couldn't help but admired: "I never thought that such a delicate hand could write such powerful words.
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Xie Daoyun's face turned red: "It would be great if I could help Brother Zu."
"You go to bed early, I'll go out first." Zu An put the letter in his arms and walked out.
"Brother Zu~" Xie Daoyun called to him, "Are you coming back tonight?"
Zu An was startled: "Maybe I'll be back very late."
It would take most of the night to help Damanman heal his injuries.
Of course, you can't stay overnight, otherwise you will be in trouble if someone from Biluo Palace discovers you.
Hearing that he was coming back, Xie Daoyun breathed a sigh of relief: "I wish Brother Zu a successful completion of his mission!"
Zu An looked strange, waved to her and disappeared into the night sky.
Let's say that in the other courtyard of Biluo Palace, Master Huo Ling and Pei Mianman were chatting about the competition in the next few days.
Pei Mianman responded absently, thinking about what Azu meant before.
At this moment, Master Huo Ling suddenly turned cold and rolled up her sleeves to the side. Just as an object shot in from the window, she rolled it up.
At this moment, she had rushed to the door and scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes. Unfortunately, there were only sparse sounds of insects and there was not even a single figure anywhere.
"Master, what's wrong?" Pei Mianman also ran out.
"A master has just arrived." Master Huo Ling's face was solemn. There are only a few people in Zishan who can deliver the message without being discovered by me.
However, these people should not be so sneaky. Could it be that they have sneaked in with other masters?
While thinking about it, she picked up the letter, used her spiritual sense to sense that there was no mechanism inside, and then opened it.
The handwriting that came into view made her heart skip a beat. After seeing the content behind it clearly, her face turned red and white, and countless emotions came to her. It was really exciting.
"Master, what's written on it?" Pei Mianman had never seen such an expression on Master's face, and couldn't help but stand on tiptoes and come over to take a look.
"It's nothing. It's just a boring thing written by a boring person. Don't pay attention to it." The Fire Spirit Master quickly took the letter into his arms, "Let's continue talking about what we just said."
Pei Mianman said oh and didn't feel comfortable asking again.
Pei Mianman was absent-minded just now, but now it was the Fire Spirit Master's turn to be too absent-minded.
She seemed calm and calm, but her heart was already in turmoil.
Why would that bastard write me such a letter?
But who else is he? How could I not recognize his notes?
Who else but him could send the message in quietly in the entire other courtyard?
Is it because fighting side by side before reminded him of our youthful days?
But now that he is married and has children, what is the point of writing this to me?
Humph, who does he think he is? Do I have to go see him if he says he wants to see me?
They also made an appointment at the most remote and secluded Tianchi Peak. What on earth did he want to do?
…
After a while, Pei Mianman also noticed that something was wrong with her state, and said cautiously: "Master, you have been too tired to help me recover these days, why don't you go back and take a rest."
"It's not tiring to be a teacher," Master Huo Ling replied subconsciously, but after hesitating for a moment, he stood up and said, "That's fine, you can adjust your breath yourself."
After he finished speaking, he returned to his room, took out the letter with trembling hands, and read the contents over and over again, his expression sometimes looking like crying, sometimes like laughing.
After a while, she suddenly stood up and said to herself: "Humph, I want to see what you are going to say to me!"
He got up to go out and soon returned to the room.
There was a look of struggle on his face, but he still took out a mirror and a set of rouge and gouache from the storage bag.
Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar set of cosmetics, a trace of sadness appeared on her face. This set of cosmetics was given to him by Wan Tongtian back then.
How many years has passed since it was last used?
Thirty years or fifty years?
…
Fortunately, there is no need to worry about deterioration if placed in a storage space.
She sat in front of the dressing table again, and as she patted the powder on her face, she seemed to be recalling the past, and the harshness in the corners of her eyes gradually softened, and even gained a hint of the shyness of her teenage years.
Pei Mianman was restless in her room when suddenly there was a creak from the window. She suddenly looked back and saw a familiar figure.
"Azu!" Pei Mianman was surprised and happy, and hurriedly ran over to welcome him in, "Why are you here? Master is still next door."
Zu An jumped in, gave her a big hug, felt the familiar pressure on his chest, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, she won't be back in a short time."
His original plan was to pretend to be Wan Tongtian and write to Master Huo Lingtian, but later he felt that it would be too damaging. If Master Huo Lingtian waited all night in the cold wind, the resentment he would generate would probably be enough to tear Wan Tongtian to pieces...
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So I wrote letters to both of them instead. The opportunity has been created for them. Whether they can seize it or not depends on their fate.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) "Did you write that letter?" Pei Mianman was not a fool, and he quickly reacted.
"Otherwise, how could we turn that light bulb off?" Zu An was somewhat proud and praised his own wit.
"What on earth did you write that could distract my master?" Pei Mianman's big eyes were full of curiosity.
"Ahem, it's a good thing anyway." Zu An was too embarrassed to tell the truth. If she knew that he was teasing her master with such a thing, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't be angry.
Seeing that she wanted to ask more questions, Zu An hurriedly changed the subject: "You specifically left the door open for me. Manman, you and I really have a good connection."
In this world, defensive formations are set up near the residences of practitioners. Without the consent of the owner, it is quite difficult to enter quietly.
Pei Mianman's face turned red: "Bah, I just forgot to close the window. I didn't leave the door open for you."
"Let brother check your body quickly and see how you are recovering now." Zu An smiled and stretched out his claws towards her.
"Hateful~" Pei Mianman said "hateful", but there was no hint of hate in his tone. The two of them snuggled together naturally and talked about their lovesickness after parting,??????????
??????The joy of unexpected reunion.
After a while, Zu An said: "Your injury is recovering too slowly. It will be dangerous in the competition in the next few days. I will use the energy of Hongmeng to help you heal your injuries."
"No~" Pei Mianman ran away with a red face. The two of them had been together for so long, how could they not know what form he needed to heal?
Zu An was also happy: "What do you mean when you said no and ran to the bed at the same time?"
Pei Mianman was so embarrassed that he grabbed a pillow and chased him all over the room, but the two of them couldn't help but roll into bed.
"You...didn't you say you wanted to heal me? Why do you keep...kissing me." Pei Mianman's voice trembled slightly.
Zu An raised his head from her arms and said with a smile: "This is the preparation before healing."
"What a bastard that is both annoying and lovable~" Pei Mianman's peach-blossom eyes almost oozed with tears, and she gently hugged him with her jade arms, and naturally began to cooperate with him.
The reunion of the two after a long absence was like a raging fire, or like rain vapor that had been accumulated for too long and exploded completely at the slightest tug.
"Hmm~" With a sweet and greasy hum, Pei Mianman's skin turned a charming pink color.
Zu An also did not forget to use the Hongmeng Yuanshi Jing to help her recover from the injuries in her body, but this kind of healing would make the recipient's body countless times more sensitive than usual.
Soon Pei Mianman was defeated, and he kept begging for mercy like a good brother, but she didn't understand that the more he begged, it was the most pleasant charge trumpet in a man's ears.
While the two of them were recovering from their injuries, Zu An's expression suddenly changed. Was it a mistake? It was such a coincidence every time?
God, are you kidding me?
"What's wrong?" Sensing his hesitation, Pei Mianman asked lazily.
But soon she knew it. Light footsteps came from outside, and then a cold voice sounded: "Manman, I am Chuyan."
---[Today, due to the backend upgrade of Zongheng author, I couldn't log in and couldn't update. It's been a long time coming. One day, I finished writing but couldn't update it due to other reasons...
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