On the eighth day after Mo Ran left, Xue Zhengyong received his first letter.

Huanhua paper, her handwriting is erroneous, and she tried her best to be correct, but unfortunately it was useless.

"Don't worry, uncle, I'm at Fanhuadu today, everything is fine. There have been evil spirits here a few days ago, but fortunately there were no casualties. My nephew has cleaned up the water ghosts who are causing trouble. Now the boats at the ferry are coming and going, it is very peaceful. I have collected the 500 silver notes from the ship boss and attached them with the letter. Ask my aunt, Master, how can you do it."

Day 120, 22nd letter.

"Don't worry, uncle. My nephew recently obtained a top-grade spirit stone by chance. If it is inlaid on Xue Meng's Longcheng scimitar, it will become a powerful weapon. Although it cannot be compared with Shenwu, it is also very rare. Ask my aunt, how can my master be."

Day 130, 24th letter.

"Don't remember, uncle. My nephew has been practicing in the Snow Valley recently. It is cold all day long. It is easy to produce strange flowers and trees. Among them, Frost Flower and Snow Lotus is the most rare, but unfortunately, there is a thousand-year-old ape demon guarding the flower field. When my nephew first came, his spiritual power was low and his skills were not deep, so he could not pick it. He has made great efforts these days and was able to break his defense. He picked more than ten flowers and sent them back with a letter. Ask my aunt, how good his master is."

...

There are often some fun objects, spiritual medicines, wood and stones sent with the letter.

In addition to giving Xue Zhengyongxin, Mo Ran also wrote to Shi Mei privately, and the content was probably trivial matters such as seeing and hearing from all over the world, asking about the well-being and adding clothes.

When the ink pen is dyed on the paper, there will be typos from the beginning. Later, although the word is not very beautiful, it is horizontal and vertical, the structure becomes more neat and mature, and there are fewer and fewer mistakes in writing.

A year has passed in a blink of an eye.

That day, Xue Zhengyong drank the newly launched spring tea and received another letter from Mo Ran.

He finished reading with a smile, and handed the letter to Mrs. Wang. Mrs. Wang looked at it and smiled: "This child's handwriting is getting more and more beautiful."

"Like a person?"

"Whose?"

Xue Zhengyong blew the tea leaves and found a book called "Ancient Barrier Collection" from the book on his desk: "Do you see if Yuheng has seventy-sixths of similarity?"

Mrs. Wang held the book and flipped it over, and said in surprise: "It really looks like it."

"He first came to the top of life and death, and he worshipped Yuheng as his teacher. Yuheng asked him to read the book first, but he couldn't read a few big words. Later, Yuheng taught him for a long time, from his own name to simple and then to difficult." Xue Zhengyong shook his head, "He didn't learn carefully at that time, and he always treated like drawing talismans, but now he looks decent."

Mrs. Wang smiled and said, "He should go down the mountain and walk more often. I see that he is outside, so he is really calm."

Xue Zhengyong also laughed and said, "I wonder what he would look like after traveling for five years. How old should he be? Twenty-two?"

“Twenty-two.”

"Oh." Xue Zhengyong sighed, as if he was feeling a little emotional, "I thought Yuheng would take them until he was twenty years old, and human calculations were not as good as God's calculations."

Man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations, and Mo Ran thinks so too.

He walked through all over the world, from the misty and rainy land in the south of the Yangtze River to the Great Sanguan in the north. In summer, he drank a sip of Yue wine by sitting on the Tiaolao River, and in winter snow he heard a Qiang flute song around the fire pit.

After he became emperor in his previous life, he was all his own, but he never traveled all over the mountains and rivers to see the lights of the fishing boats in the east and the kaner flowing in the west. He had never carefully seen the dark feet of the porter carrying a load on the stone road. His skin was cracked and his soles were hard as iron. He had never heard the little boy in the pear garden in the reed pond silenced, his voice was as delicate as silk:

"It turns out that the colorful purples and reds are everywhere, and it seems that they are all given to the broken walls and ruins..."

He is no longer the Immortal Lord, and he will never be the Immortal Lord in his life. He is—

"Big Brother." This is the crisp and tender voice of a child in the market. "Big Brother, can you help me save this little bird? Its wings are broken, I, I don't know what to do."

"Little Immortal Lord." This is the hoarse voice of the old village chief of Shijiu Village, "Thank you, thank you. If it weren't for relying on you, our village would be lonely, old and weak, and those evil spirits would cause trouble, we would have to leave our hometown. The immortal king is very kind and great, old and old... I will never forget it."

"Good-hearted person." This is the beggar I met on the road, with a trembling voice. "Good-hearted person, we two haven't had a full meal for many days. Please be kind and show our compassion..."

Mo Ran closed his eyes.

Open again.

Because someone called him.

"Master Mo."

He was somewhat hurt by this name, and looked up at the dark man who called him this, and felt helpless: "I am not a master, but my master is. Don't call me like this anymore."

The man scratched his head honestly: "I'm sorry, everyone in the village calls you like that. I know you don't like it, but I can't change it."

Mo Ran has lived in a village on the border of the Xiaxiujie. A towering snow mountain stands several miles outside the village. Snow ghosts often come down the mountain to cause trouble. They are all small demons with low spiritual power. The Night Walking Mecha left by the Master is enough to deal with it. Unfortunately, this small village is too remote and the Night Walking God has not benefited from it. He has no choice but to try to read it according to the map left by the Master.

After failing many times, he finally made the first one. The night tour he made was far less beautiful than his master's, nor as smart as his master's, but the wooden man could use it even if he was creaking.

This novel thing made these remote villagers very happy. He called him one by one, making Mo Ran very embarrassed.

But the more embarrassing thing is still behind.

It was an evening, and the setting sun dyed half of the sky red. He came back from Taishan Academy to listen to the school and walked on the bustling Apricot Forest Trail. Suddenly someone shouted.

"Master Chu!"

After hearing this title, Mo Ran turned around without even thinking, and then he was really funny again. There were so many sorcerers in the world with the surname Chu, but now he heard the wind and rain, and he thought his master woke up early.

How is that possible?

He smiled and shook his head, and was about to turn around, he suddenly heard a shout: "Master Chu!"

“…”

Mo Ran held a stack of books and narrowed his eyes to read in the crowd. Suddenly, he saw someone waving to him. Unfortunately, he was too far away. He could not see the person's face clearly. He could only roughly see his clothes and figure. He was a young man in blue Taoist robe with a bow on his back and a wolfdog beside him.

The man quickly approached, but when Mo Ran and him could see each other's facial features clearly, they were both stunned.

"Who are you……"

"Mo Ran." He reacted first before the other party, holding the book and inconvenient luggage, he nodded simply, and his eyes stopped curiously on the young man's face for a moment, "I didn't expect to meet Mr. Nangong here, it's a coincidence."

It turns out that the person who called him "Master Chu" was Nangong Si, the legitimate son of the Confucian school.

Because this guy died early, Mo Ran had never met him in his previous life, but Chu Wanning was different. Chu Wanning was once a guest of the Rufeng Sect, and Nangong Si must have known him. Mo Ran looked him up and down, and his eyes stopped on the arrow bag in Nangong Si's hand for a while.

It was a very old cloth arrow pouch with camellia embroidered on it. Because it was too long, the patterns had faded. The bright petals and leaves were slightly yellow, as if the fragrance embroidered on the cloth could not last long and would wither in one day.

Nangong Si was shining and beautiful, but the arrow pouch was very broken, and he could even see the traces of the patches clearly. Mo Ran knew that this arrow pouch must be a precious thing to him, but who in this world does not have two or three things that are treasured by themselves? No matter how glorious a person is, he will have a memory of being in his heart and accompanying him for a long time.

No one seems to be as simple and heartless as he seems.

Nangong Si frowned: "Mo Ran... remember. Master Chu's apprentice?"

"Um."

Since this is the case, Nangong Si's attitude improved a little and said, "Sorry, I'm just a distance. Looking at your figure and dressing, I thought it was the Grandmaster who came out in advance, but I don't know."

Mo Ran took his eyes away from the arrow pouch, and did not ask in a vague manner, but replied calmly: "I just heard you shouting like this, and I thought it was my master who had come out in advance, but I didn't know."

Nangong Si laughed, perhaps because of his noble birth, even when he laughed, there was still a bit of arrogance between his handsome eyebrows and eyes. Moreover, his arrogance is different from the arrogance of Xue Meng. Xue Meng is proud of his talent and unrestrainedness, while Nangong Si seems to have a bit of arrogance, a little arrogant and irritable.

But he was very good at it. This kind of hostility did not make him terrible, but instead became more wild.

Mo Ran couldn't help thinking in his heart, Nangong Si, Nangong Si, is really a free and easy horse.

He was about to get out of his mind when he heard Nangong Si say, "Before, the ghost world was split, and Grandmaster Chu was unfortunately distressed. I was sad for a long time. Fortunately, there was a master's guidance that could make the Grandmaster come back to life. When he woke up, I must visit the top of life and death."

"Then I'll wait for the young master to take the lead."

Nangong Si waved his hand and suddenly saw the book in Mo Ran's hand and said strangely: "What are Brother Mo doing?"

"read."

Nangong Si originally thought that the reading he said should be reading some obscure and difficult texts. Unexpectedly, after a closer look, he found that they were all classics such as "Xiaoyaoyou" and "Book of Rites". He was stunned at first, and then said: "These... are all basic scriptures. I recited them when I was a child. What's the use of these?"

Mo Ran didn't feel ashamed, his eyes were calm, and he said, "When I was a child, I couldn't even write my own name."

"Cough..." Nangong Si was a little embarrassed, "Have you signed up for a college?"

"Well. I happened to collect some spiritual stones for practice on Mount Tai these days. I saw Xinglin Academy opening a new lecture. I had nothing to do, so come and listen."

Nangong Si nodded, and saw that it was getting late, and said, "Look at this, Brother Mo hasn't eaten dinner yet. Since you have come to the Rufengmen realm and you are the apprentice of Master Chu, I naturally want to do my best as a landlord. It happened that my companion was waiting for me in a nearby restaurant. How about it, let's have a drink together?"

Mo Ran thought about it and felt that nothing was wrong anyway, so he said, "I'm disrespectful."

"Wuyulou. One of the most famous restaurants in Linyi, the Nine-turn fat intestines made is delicious. Have you heard of it?" Nangong Si asked him as he walked.

"Why haven't you heard of it?" Mo Ran smiled, "The best restaurant in the upper world of cultivation. Master Nangong, you really know how to choose places."

“I didn’t choose the place.”

"Oh, that's that?"

Nangong Si said: "My companion chose it."

As a person who has lived for a lifetime, Mo Ran also knew the complex relationships of the Confucian style sect. Although he didn't say it, he was a little surprised and thought to himself: Ye Wangxi is here too?

But he followed Nangong Si to the restaurant, lifted the bead curtain in the wing room and walked in. The people inside almost choked him--

I saw Song Qiutong wearing a light Russell dress, beside the window, and the peach blossoms were blooming outside. When she heard the sound, she turned around and her temples were shaking and flashing, making her skin look like cream and lips like redness, which was indescribable.

Mo Ran's half foot that had penetrated was subconsciously retracted.

He was thinking, is it still too late to tell Nangong Si that he doesn’t like Shandong cuisine, especially if he doesn’t like Jiuzhuan fat intestines?

The author has something to say: Today, the handsome evil dog with a "flower" on the scarf is 1.0~ You dog brother in society, and you talk more harshly 233333~ I want to rub my hair on my little chin~~~ and my master and I swear I really saw a little mole. Can this picture be considered a picture of a dog using to find people in the ghost world? Hahaha~

Today, there is also a master x dog with "dried salted fish" on the scarf~ of course there is also an innocent meat bag that was pinched by the dog in his hand, covering his face~~ knocking cute~ Thank you~~Muku!!

Big white cat: "Shuanghua stabbed meat with a sword", "doublesaya", "Miaomiao Yuhuai", "dried salted fish", "Lin Feng", "Cold alpaca", "Kin Yue's voice", "Madame Yuzuru Hanyu", "Listen to the wind" throw landmines~

Ergouzi: Crab "" (Little piti who irrigated a bottle of nutrient solution at 7:36 today and 22:12 last night was taken off, Crab "You are) "gzy", "Xinyan", "break Mo Ran's three legs", "26745617", "cute carrot", "Xi", "really plot control", "Cang Qiu", "Immortal sky", "cms", "Singer with a hole in the brain", "Qian Luoyu", "Chen Fang", "Xu

Dan", "Qing", "Lighting lamp", "000", "Swallow Yin and Yang", "Mo", "Wu Shuang", "Hedong", "Zhu Lu", "This man is full of flowers", "I don't know what to do every day", "tu Zi", "Qiaomu", "Eat cute growing up", "dawn", "Qianye", "Yezihan", "Zuzuo's big cocoa", "Liu", "One and Three Si", "Call of the Moon", "I send my lovesickness to you", irrigating nutrient solution~~

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Chapter completed!