Before writing a letter to Qiu Xi'er, Nan Dao suddenly remembered what Shushu and Cheng Lu had said to him.
Well, be sincere.
So Nan Dao ran to Wu Dalong and asked for some incense and an incense burner. Then he ran to Xiaobai Waterfall to take a bath. Then he sat down in the small building upright, blew the evening breeze, and lit the incense burner.
In the end, Nan Dao chose to write it himself. After all, Qiu Xi'er had already read his first letter, and the second letter suddenly changed its appearance, which was too suspicious.
So Le Chaotian, who never stopped laughing, brought Zhang Qin up from downstairs, placed it next to Nan Dao, and let him play it symbolically.
Take a bath, burn incense and play the piano.
Full of ceremony.
Then Nan Dao was blowing the evening breeze, picked up the paper and pen given by Le Chaotian, and lay on the corridor of the small building with his butt raised. Because he was holding an umbrella, he pressed the paper with his sword while blowing the evening breeze. , while thinking about what to write.
After thinking for a long time, Nan Dao finally decided to write down some common words such as Sir, I miss you very much.
Having learned the lesson from last time, Nan Dao wrote the word "thinking" correctly this time.
Then he bit the tip of his pen and continued to think about what to write.
On the side, Le Chaotian was playing the piano with his head bouncing. He didn’t know what the music was, but it sounded pretty good.
Junior brother is quite a nice guy!
Nan Dao kept writing for a long time before hesitantly put down his pen and glanced several times at Le Chaotian who was pretending that nothing happened - this kid must be impatient to see a joke.
Forget it, just watch it.
Nan Dao completely gave up on the idea of clearing his name. He stood up with the paper and walked to Le Chaotian pretending to be nonchalant. He bumped the shoulder of Le Chaotian who was sitting on the ground playing the piano with his hip bone. He coughed twice and said: "Junior brother Help me, appreciate it."
Le Chaotian held back a smile and said, "No problem."
So he took the paper and——
Sir, it is September 22nd in the year 103 of the Dafeng Calendar.
I miss you
I miss you.
...
I am now in the Shanling Nanjian Sect. I also have a junior brother named Le Chaotian. The junior brother is very nice, so I taught him the sword. If he is not accurate, I will beat him up and let him Go learn something else.
I'm almost at the door with that sword. One sword can penetrate more than sixty wind leaves.
Maybe it won't be long before I can come to Mojianya to find you. But I can't come now because I have to stay in Shanlingnan for a while.
...
After reading it, Le Chaotian returned the piece of paper to Nan Dao with great satisfaction.
"No problem, senior brother wrote it so well! I will change it into a tune and play it to the world!"
"..."
Nan Dao always felt that Le Chaotian was laughing at him, but he still took the letter and asked with some anxiety: "Is there really no typo?"
Le Chaotian said sincerely: "Really not."
Nan Dao walked in doubtfully holding the paper.
A burst of extremely wanton laughter came from the corridor.
Nan Dao suddenly opened the trap door and stuck his head out.
The laughter disappeared.
Le Chaotian sat upright in front of the piano, stroking the piano intoxicatedly. Hearing the sound, he turned to look at Nandao in confusion.
"What's wrong, senior brother, do you still have any questions?"
Nan Dao looked at Le Chaotian suspiciously, closed the door and walked into the building again.
Then laughter spread freely again.
Nan Dao opened the door with a bang.
Le Chaotian still sat there upright, looking back at Nandao again.
"Senior brother?"
Nan Dao took a deep breath, turned around and walked into the building, ignoring the laughter in the corridor.
All the way downstairs, when I walked to the cliff outside the building, I heard Le Chaotian's voice with a smile coming from upstairs.
"Where are you going, senior brother?"
Nan Dao said without looking back: "Ask Senior Brother Wu where I can help deliver the letter."
...
Half an hour later, Nan Dao came back.
Le Chaotian looked at him curiously and asked, "Sent it out?"
Nan Dao shook his head and said: "No, senior brother said that you can go to the Fengjian Sect. They have a wide range of businesses and will also take on the commission of delivering letters, but the price is very expensive."
"Senior brother, don't you have any money?"
"No money." Nan Dao sighed sadly, standing with an umbrella in the dying dusk. "The weather is great, but it's so bad that we don't have any money."
Le Chaotian said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter no matter how bad the weather is, I have money."
Nan Dao turned to look at Le Chaotian sitting upstairs and asked, "How much money does junior brother have?"
Le Chaotian tilted his head and thought for a while, then said: "Look at me flying happily towards the sky, I must have a lot of money."
"..." Nan Dao was silent for a while and said, "Didn't you say that you are a musical instrument player?"
"But it's also a joy!" Le Chaotian said matter-of-factly.
"OK!"
However, Nan Dao no longer struggled with whether it was the music of musical instruments or the joy of happiness. He looked at Le Chaotian and said, "Junior brother, I want to borrow money!"
"Hahahaha." Le Chaotian smiled brightly and said, "I won't borrow it."
"I've tolerated you for a long time!"
Nan Dao, who had been patient from the beginning until now, finally raised his sword and attacked the small building.
...
Le Chaotian did not lend it to Nan Daoqian in the end, but he could help Nan Dao pay for the cost of sending a letter.
There is just one requirement.
"What's the request?" Nan Dao held an umbrella and leaned against the guardrail, blowing the night wind, looking at Le Chaotian and asked.
Le Chaotian didn't laugh at this time. He sat in front of the piano very seriously and said, "I haven't thought about it yet. I'll talk about it later."
Nan Dao stood there hesitantly.
Le Chaotian smiled softly and said, "It's just a request. Senior brother can agree or disagree when the time comes."
"good."
After hearing this, Nan Dao agreed without hesitation.
He was afraid that one day his junior brother would have a sudden idea and ask him to take down the sword from Mojian Cliff, something that would be outrageous in the world.
"Tomorrow, my senior brother and I will go to listen to the Wind Sword Sect."
Le Chaotian said with a smile.
"Yeah, thank you, junior brother."
Nan Dao said sincerely.
It's a pity that Le Chaotian is not in Beitai, otherwise there is a high chance that he will say "you and I are polite to your mother"!
The two sat down under the corridor outside the building.
The moonlight in the sky on an autumn night is very clear and bright.
The light in the world is like silver or blue.
The cool breeze blew, and those distant mountains looked like water in the moonlight.
"Senior brother's husband should be Mojianya Qiuxier?" Le Chaotian suddenly asked.
Nan Dao said softly: "Yes."
Le Chaotian looked at Nan Dao in amazement and said, "Senior brother is amazing."
Nan Dao looked at Le Chaotian strangely and said, "What do you mean?"
"Senior brother is probably the only person in the world who dares to write love letters to people in Mojian Cliff."
"..." Nan Dao was speechless and independent.
After a long time, Nan Dao said, "That's not a love letter."
"Senior brother." Le Chaotian lowered his head and strummed the piano casually, looking at Nandao with a smile.
"how?"
"I believe it very much."
The young man faced the moonlight over the mountain and calmed down for a long time before suppressing the idea of drawing his sword.
Just looking at the moonlight, Nan Dao suddenly took the letter out of his arms, leaned on the railing again, picked up the pen and added a crooked sentence at the end -
Sir, the moonlight is beautiful tonight.
I want to come to your place too.
.......
When Le Chaotian saw Nan Dao suddenly writing something again, he thought he had discovered his typo. When he came over to take a look, he found that Nan Dao suddenly added such a sentence. He immediately stared at Nan Dao in stunned silence for a long time.
Nan Dao looked at Le Chaotian beside him strangely and said, "What's wrong?"
Le Chaotian stared at Nandao for a long time before he said in a daze, "Senior brother, have you suddenly become enlightened?"
"What enlightenment?"
Le Chaotian said in amazement: "How else could you write such a sentence? If I were a little girl, whoever wrote such a sentence for me would be so happy that I would roll around in bed all night long and be so excited that I couldn't sleep."
"..." Although Nan Dao was speechless, he still said proudly: "I am such a smart person."
Le Chaotian clicked his tongue in amazement and said, "Brother, come on, write more things like this, and I'm sure you can win down that guy from Mojian Cliff!"
"Simple, simple, simple."
Nan Dao was lost in the praise, and then decided to write a letter to Qiu Xi'er every day.
Although the thought was beautiful, when I thought about sending letters and asking for money, I was just as poor as Zhang Xiaoyu. The richest period was when I first went to Nanyi City and won a big bag of money from the Sword Sect brothers.
So I sighed and gave up the idea.
It's better to wait until the sword intention is successful in the future and just fly the sword to deliver the message.
Nan Dao thought very simply.
If Le Chaotian knew about Nan Dao's idea, there would probably be another big mullet.
You can fly your sword and send it to Mojian Cliff, why not go there yourself?
It's a pity that Le Chaotian didn't know. After praising Nan Dao for a while, he sat back in front of the piano, facing the moonlight and cool breeze outside the building, thinking about the boy's story, but he smiled softly.
Nan Dao didn't know what he was laughing at, but fortunately, he was used to it now.
Also looking at the moonlight and the wind, he looked at Le Chaotian and asked: "Is there any music to listen to tonight?"
Le Chaotian smiled and said, "Of course."
So he played and sang in the wind——
Leisurely leaning on the beech bed, there are thousands of flowers on the peak outside the Little Red Building.
Who to sit with.
The bright moon cools me.
As soon as the senior brother comes, he must respond when he sings.
Do you still know?
Since adding one.
The wind and moon split equally.
.....
Nan Dao listened for a long time and asked: "Why are you the only one sitting with Mingyue Qingfeng, and me?"
Le Chaotian chuckled and said, "Senior brother probably turned into the moonlight and flew to Mojian Cliff."
"..."
Nan Dao silently walked into the building holding an umbrella.
Le Chaotian smiled slightly and still sat outside the building.
Nan Dao probably didn’t understand Xia Qiu.
...
On the second day, Le Chaotian and Nan Dao left Luofeng Canyon, asked Wu Dalong who was still watering the cabbage, and then headed towards the Tingfeng Sword Sect on the mountain road.
The Lingnan Sword Sect is naturally huge.
The mountains were vast and empty. After leaving the Qingshan area of Tianya Sword Sect and Xiaobai Sword Sect, I gradually saw some sword lights and sword cultivators flying around in those mountains.
But Nandao discovered a problem.
Previously, he had always thought that the entire Lingnan should be on the Tianya Sword Sect's side. There were some sword sects scattered very sparsely in the green mountains. Maybe it was because of the noise of chickens and dogs, and the sword cultivators had not been in contact with each other since old age and death?
But after leaving the Tianya Sword Sect, I found that the distribution of sword cultivators in Lingnan was actually not that scattered.
Some green mountains may not have many sword cultivators, but some green mountains have several sword sects.
For example, when passing by some mountains, I saw several mountain gates of the Sword Sect.
Some densely packed places are like some big markets hidden in the mountains.
Nan Dao asked Le Chaotian about this issue sincerely.
Le Chaotian also didn't know anything about it. After all, he was also a new disciple.
Just a guess, maybe the ancestors of Xiaobai Sword Sect and Tianya Sword Sect were really wealthy?
Only occupying such a vast green hill?
Of course, it's also possible that these two families are crazy and no one wants to get involved in any serious illness.
The key point is to name the Tianya Sword Sect.
He became famous as an expert in water fishing in Lingnan.
The two of them thought about it for a long time, but didn't get the answer, so they didn't think about it anymore and continued to walk very simply in the green mountains.
Nan Dao is still the same as before, holding an umbrella and carrying a sword, looking very handsome.
Le Chaotian was different. Although he was also carrying a sword and a cucurbit silk hanging from his waist, he was carrying an extra baggage behind him.
Don't ask, asking means money.
Wu Dalong only said that sending letters is very expensive, and since the East China Sea is so far away, it will definitely become more expensive.
When Le Chaotian went out, he opened the head of his drum and dug out a large bag of money.
That heroic look made Nan Dao stunned.
But just this money is obviously not enough to make him happy.
Nan Dao began to think about where Le Chaotian hid all the other money.
It must be a huge amount of money, maybe hidden in his instrument.
"What are you doing with so much money? Where did you get so much money?" Nan Dao was very curious about how Le Chaotian was so rich, so while walking on the road, he finally couldn't help himself and asked.
Le Chaotian said with a smile: "Walking in the world, you must have so much money to be happy. Otherwise, like my senior brother, I would have no money every day. It would be really annoying. That is a really bad thing. As for where it comes from, Because I like money, that’s why I have so much money!”
Le Chaotian said it was natural.
There was silence for a while to Nan Dao.
"Maybe I can have this much money." Nan Dao thought of the card game in the Human Sword Sect. "It's a pity that no one in the world is willing to play cards with me. As soon as I touched the cards, I was kicked off the card table."
"Hahahaha, is this senior brother playing cards?"
"Yes."
The South Island is endlessly melancholy, which is both a good thing and a bad thing.
The two chatted all the way, and finally saw the Tingfeng Creek that Wu Dalong was talking about on a mountainside.
There were many people gathered around the stream, and there was also a swordsman with white temples sitting on the stream chatting with people with a sword on his back.
Le Chaotian, who was carrying a bag of money with a bang on his back, was very eye-catching.
Bringing money to listen to the sword cultivators of the Wind Sword Sect usually means they have something to ask for.
So a sword cultivator looked over and glanced at the two of them. Without thinking, he looked at Ting Feng Yin who was sitting on the bridge, smiled and shouted:
"Boss Feng, you can make some money!"
The main reason why it's not called Listening to the Boss or Yin to the Boss is that it sounds too weird.
So Lingnan usually calls him Boss Feng or Senior Feng, or just his full name.
Ting Fengyin turned around and saw the two people walking by the stream. He looked at everyone with a smile and said, "Let's talk later. I'll take an order first."
The two of them stood by the stream and watched Ting Feng Yin walking over.
Le Chaotian was carrying a bag of money, but he saluted with a smile and said, "I have met the senior."
The sixth level of the small path is not only rare in the Lingnan Sword Sect, but can also be regarded as a successful practitioner in the world.
Tingfeng Yin was also a person who had high hopes in Lingnan.
But in the end it was still a lot worse.
When Nan Dao saw this, he didn't hesitate anymore and held an umbrella and bowed in the same way.
Although Ting Fengyin had a touch of white on his temples and looked upright and serious with the sword on his back, he had no airs. He just glanced at the umbrella in Nan Dao's hand for a few times and seemed to understand something. He said with a smile: "You two probably don't know. Wherever the Tingfeng Sword Sect is, follow me."
Le Chaotian nodded sincerely.
"Senior, please lead the way."
...
The Tingfeng Sword Sect is also a very ancient sword sect and is one of the several sword sects that originally formed the Lingnan Sword Sect.
Therefore, the mountain named Tingfeng Peak is also very wide and very high.
The two of them followed the sound of the wind and walked upward until they passed through some clouds and mist, and what appeared in front of them was an extremely open place where the wind came.
The reason why it is the place where the wind comes is because at the end of the clouds and mists, there are countless stone cliffs growing on the top of the mountain and standing in the sword wind.
Suspension bridges connect the cliffs, and many strange blue buildings that are facing the wind are built on those cliffs.
Beside the cliff, there are many old and new swords stuck there, whistling softly in the wind.
The scene is naturally amazing, but the only drawback is that there are not many swordsmen walking in it.
"It looks a little lonely."
Nan Dao said subconsciously.
Ting Fengyin just smiled and said, "Because they died in Nanyi City."
Nan Dao fell silent.
So he continued to follow Ting Fengyin towards the Sword Sect.
"What do you want to do?" Ting Fengyin didn't care. He was also from Lingnan, so he naturally had the quality of love that the world called stupid. Just asked casually from the front.
"Send a letter." Nan Dao said concisely and concisely.
"Where to go?"
"East China Sea, Mojian Cliff."
Ting Fengyin looked back at the two of them, but didn't ask anything. He just said, "You can only send it to the gate of Jianya Qianzhang Mountain. If you go up, the sword will be too strong, and people will die."
"Um."
Tingfeng Yin led Nan Dao and the other two people across the suspended bridge Jianfeng and stopped in front of a building called Lingluo Pavilion.
Nan Dao took out the sealed letter and handed it to Ting Feng Yin, who walked in with the letter. He walked out not long after, looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "It has been handed over to the disciples inside and will be sent to Mojian Cliff as soon as possible."
"Okay." Nan Dao said gratefully, and then poked Le Chaotian next to him.
The latter was looking at the three words on the building.
"Lingluo Pavilion?"
Tingfeng Yin said with a smile: "At the end of the sky, in the corner of the earth, there are only a few close friends."
That’s why there needs to be such a thing as belief.
Le Chaotian's eyes lit up and he said, "Okay!"
Tingfengyin chuckled.
After being stabbed by Nan Dao for a long time, Le Chaotian finally took the big money bag from behind, patted it and said, "How much does it cost to send it to Jianya?"
Tingfeng Yin shook his head and said, "Do a good deed today and you won't get paid."
Nan Dao looked at the swordsman in front of him strangely and said, "Why?"
Ting Feng Yin just smiled.
Le Chaotian said happily: "No money? Then I will carry it back!"
Listening to Feng Yin is still smiling.
So Nan Dao, who was still hesitating, was dragged back by Le Chaotian.
But when they walked to the middle of the hanging bridge, Ting Fengyin stood on the edge of the stone cliff and called Nan Dao's name.
"South Island."
Nan Dao turned around.
This rare high-level sword cultivator in the entire Lingnan smiled softly, with infinite brilliance in his eyes.
"The hope of Lingnan lies in you."
Nan Dao looked back and listened to the wind for a long time.
This may be the sentence he will hear the most in Lingnan.
An inexplicable emotion surged in my heart.
The peach blossom sword behind him whistled softly in the wind.
So the young man said.
"good."
