Chapter 284 Winter Solstice, Letters from Home and You (3)
"I'm very busy, so I won't go."
"What about tonight? Let's have dinner together?"
"I don't have time at night." Bi Yuewu shrugged, his eyes lingered on Ning Yan's face for a moment, and then he explained patiently: "I have to leave, I have something urgent."
After the other party said this, Ning Yan also remembered that the transfer order Bi Yuewu received was to escort him to Bianjing. Now that he has settled down in the Princess's Mansion, Bi Yuewu's transfer order is naturally concluded.
It's just that I'm used to having Bi Yuewu by my side these days, spending more than half a year together day and night, and when it's time to say goodbye, I feel a bit sad.
Bi Yuewu seemed to notice Ning Yan's complicated emotions. She stepped forward and patted his shoulder, blinking and teasing: "What? You can't bear to leave me?"
Ning Yan looked up at the sky, "Yes, even if you keep a dog for so long..."
"roll roll roll!"
"Hey! Don't do it!"
After a friendly fight of punches and kicks, Ning Yan fled to the stairs in embarrassment. Bi Yuewu chased him for a few symbolic steps while shouting, and finally stopped.
Across the railing, the two people suddenly looked at each other in tacit understanding.
There is no banquet in the world that must come to an end, and they all know in their hearts that today is the day of separation.
Ning Yan let out a long sigh, put away his playful attitude, clasped his fists, and said seriously: "Shopkeeper Wu, please say goodbye to me, please take care of me."
Bi Yuewu nodded and simply replied: "You too."
After saying goodbye, he stopped being pretentious, turned around and walked down the stairs.
However, he was about to reach the first turntable when a shout came from behind him.
"Ning Yan."
Ning Yan half-turned around when he heard the sound. There was no one at the stairs, only the sound floated from above.
He was stunned, stretched his head and asked: "Ah ha? Is there anything else?"
After about a cup of tea, Bi Yuewu's response came.
"When you get to Longmen Mountain, don't show off your strength."
Ning Yan laughed dumbly, waved towards the empty corridor and said, "I know."
After that, he continued to go down the stairs, but before he had gone far, there was another sound from above.
"Hello!"
Ning Yan raised his head in confusion. Bi Yuewu had arrived at the stairs at some point and was lying on the railing looking at him.
The patio leads up and down, and the winding stairs continue to extend into the distance, as if there is no end. The clouds carved on the handrails are also lingering, with scattered textures, going round and round. Looking at it in a daze, you just think it is opening up one after another.
petals, together with some indescribable feelings, were crushed into infinity.
Ning Yan couldn't figure out his thoughts for a moment, and couldn't laugh or cry: "What's the matter?"
Bi Yuewu said nothing and tilted his head. The white peach hairpin carved by Ning Yan himself jumped inexplicably.
While the two of them were silent, Ning Yan suddenly remembered something, slapped his forehead, and suddenly realized: "That's right! I haven't asked where to find you in the future? Do you have any other career in Bianjing?"
After hearing these words, Bi Yuewu finally straightened up, and his peach blossom eyes behind the mask suddenly half-squinted, and he didn't know whether he was angry or laughing.
"Hey, you care about me so much?"
"Nervous, let's talk about business. I think we are compatible. What's more, if I break through to the third level in the future, I will have to ask you for advice."
Bi Yuewu shook his head and looked a little proud: "Tsk, tsk, there's really nothing I can do about you. If you encounter difficulties in the future, you can come to Qiwu Mountain in Henan Province to find me."
Living in Wushan?
Ning Yan seemed to have some impression, as if an electric current flashed through his mind, he blurted out: "Living in Wushan, sinking Kongling, the underworld is so dim that it sends people away, and the sky is nowhere to be seen in the ten places and five realms?"
"Where did you hear that?"
"Dazhou Residence Newspaper." Ning Yan recalled it carefully, and then affirmed: "When I was looking through the Dazhou Residence Newspaper in the princess's palace, I saw it, it seemed to be a short story in the section of Ghost Records and Anecdotes.
I can’t remember which year and which issue.”
"That's it...I might set up the dojo there and be a guest when I have time."
Although Ning Yan didn't know why Bi Yuewu chose such a fierce place as a dojo, but a great master always has his own considerations, he smiled cheerfully and said: "Okay, it's settled."
"Go and do your business."
Bi Yuewu did not call Ning Yan anymore, but just watched him leave. Until his back completely disappeared, he turned around and walked to the counter on the sixth floor.
As soon as the clerk saw Bi Yuewu, his two sides trembled. Fortunately, Bi Yuewu didn't embarrass him. He knocked on the counter and spread his palms towards him.
The clerk didn't dare to say anything, so he knew enough to hand over the letter that Ning Yan had written earlier. Bi Yuewu took the letter, then took out the letter he had just received upstairs from his arms, rubbed it with his fingertips,
The envelope split into two parts and there were two envelopes.
He took out one of the letters, which was filled with magical light. On the back was the character "Chai", and when he turned it over, there were four rather elegant characters on the front.
Lang Jun personally opened it.
Bi Yuewu chuckled lightly, opened the envelope directly, glanced at it briefly, and a ball of fire suddenly rose from his fingertips, burning it completely.
After doing all this, he flicked away the embers with his fingers and was about to open Ning Yan's family letter when his movements suddenly stopped and he asked the clerk, "What? Do you think I broke the rules?"
The clerk was so nervous that sweat broke out on his forehead, and he hurriedly said, "I don't dare, little man."
"Do you know who he is? He is a felon named by Zongzheng Temple to arrest. As a twenty-eight-year-old, I have the responsibility of patrolling the world on behalf of the imperial court. Of course, I have to check the correspondence about this felon. Is that okay?"
"Alright, alright."
"Then you must think I did nothing wrong, right?"
"That's the way it is."
Bi Yuewu nodded slightly. It seemed that everyone thought the same as him, so he opened the letter from home with peace of mind, asked the clerk for a pen, and scribbled and corrected it while reading.
Finally, he looked at the eight characters at the beginning of "Qingqingruwu, affectionate fist", smiled with satisfaction, and quickly put the corrected letter home into his arms.
"Okay. I'll take this letter away for investigation. Don't make any noise about it. The rest of the procedures can be carried out as usual."
The clerk was startled. The letter had been taken away. How could the procedures be carried out as usual?
"This... how should I deal with this villain? I would like to ask Shopkeeper Wu to give me some advice."
"Isn't this simple? Just send an empty envelope."
"You don't have to worry about it, little guy."
"Oh, one more thing..."
Bi Yuewu said, pressing the other letter he had just received on the counter together with his brass wrench: "Send this wrench to my old friend, first class, urgent delivery, the address is on it
Already."
The clerk carefully took the finger and felt a trace of confusion in his heart.
First-class urgent delivery is indeed the best choice for ordinary people, but real masters often have their own ways of delivering letters. As far as he knows, Shopkeeper Wu’s machine is no worse than magical delivery, so why spend a lot of money to choose one?
A thankless way.
However, this was not something he should be concerned about. He quickly put the issue behind him and followed Bi Yuewu's instructions to register it in the document.
"First class hastily delivered, earth element magic weapon, a piece of Tianyang Huaji, sent to..."
"Baigongmen, Zhu Miao'er."
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On the other side, Ning Yan went downstairs and was surprised to find that the first floor was quite empty.
Originally this place should have been crowded, but now there were only about 10 or 20 people there, and the remaining people couldn't help but look outside, as if they were afraid of missing something good.
Ning Yan found Wang Ren in the corner, who was slowly making tea. He quickly stepped forward and asked, "Where are Lao Wu and the others?"
Wang Ren glanced at Ning Yan, put down the tea cup, and said slowly: "We all went to the nearby Zhuque Gate to watch the excitement."
Ning Yan became interested immediately after hearing this, "Oh? Are you having fun?"
"Well, Lu Heng and the others started fighting with others."
"What?!" Ning Yan was shocked at first, but seeing Wang Ren's calm face, he asked curiously: "Who did he fight with?"
"I heard that he is a new ranger who has appeared recently. He is good at using an iron rod. I don't know which sect he belongs to. He is quite powerful. No one knows his exact name, but his name is very loud.
He is known as Zhao Dalang, the man with silver saddle and white horse."