Love Collection

Murong Hui made himself a small box, which was made of high-quality osmanthus trees, and a small map of Mount Hua was drawn with cinnabar on the surface of the box lid.

At the bottom of the box is a small picture book made of mulberry paper, on which are letters one after another, all made of mulberry paper.

From the beginning, there were only two round birds of unknown species, to the lovesickness essays written with charcoal pens, and now to the notes of Xingtang written with brushes.He suddenly felt that Yu Ze moved out of Gaotu Mountain, but seemed to be closer to him.

Murong Hui picked up the most recent one, wondering if Yu Ze didn't like to talk because he had written all of them.

There is also a small figure carved from burnt wood and a small figure carved from high-quality osmanthus wood in the box. The former is Yu Ze, and the latter is Murong Hui.

He still remembered the letter sent along with the two villains, which said that day when Yu Ze learned the formula of drawing thunder, he accidentally split himself and the tree behind him.

really interesting.

Yang Yi stretched lazily, glanced at the box in Murong Hui's hand: "You seem to like that little guy very much."

Murong Hui smiled: "Really?"

Yang Yi leaned on the seat: "The jade ointment in his hand is much easier to hold than the jade ointment in Huashan Wanbao Pavilion."

Murong Hui laughed: "That's true. If it were you, I'm afraid you would have snatched his jade pendant and ran down Mount Hua to enjoy yourself."

Yang Yi changed the subject noncommittally: "Song Yingying was obedient at first, but it's a pity that seeing Yu Ze go away, she can see you making love every day, and her original courage has dropped to the bottom all at once."

Murong Hui understood: "Her state of mind can't keep up. It's good luck to stay in the outer door for the rest of her life. I helped her at that time, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to enter the outer door."

Yang Yi sighed: "You don't want me to offend Yu Ze, and you don't want me to go directly to the Wanbao Pavilion. You have too many demands. Could it be that you have to wait until you exchange points yourself?"

Murong Hui smiled and said, "My points can be exchanged for ten drops at most, which is very fast. Besides, you shouldn't have come to Huashan in the first place."

Yang Yi seemed to complain: "It's not that I want to come, it's Li Yuan who asked me to come. He asked me to invite you back within a year."

Murong Hui laughed out loud: "He thinks it's too boring to care about those trivial matters."

Yang Yi nodded: "Yes."

Murong Hui stared at his box and thought for a while: "How long do you think Yu Ze can keep delivering letters?"

Yang Yi didn't answer, Murong Hui's question was not asking for his answer.Who can say for sure about human nature?

However, what surprised him the most was not Yu Ze's perseverance in delivering the letter, but the bits and pieces revealed in the letter.What Yu Ze has learned in the past three months is so huge that he wonders if Yu Ze doesn't eat, drink, or sleep, and doesn't enjoy a little fun in life.

After a while, Murong Hui put away his box, smiled and said to Yang Yi: "In half a year, I will be able to exchange for ten drops of wine. On the day I exchange it, you go with me. Then go together."

Yang Yi put away his sloppy gesture: "Yes."

"As for Song Yingying...don't worry about her." Murong Hui added.

For Yang Yi, leaving one person alone is a good deed.The corner of Yang Yi's mouth curved slightly mockingly, but he still responded.

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Yu Ze is completing his daily love letter task.Except for retreat, he would suspend his daily love letter task, and write one a day at other times, never being lazy.

Just like practicing sword every day, this has become a habit.

[Today Uncle Qu and his wife had a quarrel again, because the lady went to Tianyu and refused to come back.Qu Jinchang directly threw Uncle Qu into the punishment hall, and let the people in the punishment hall take care of it.I think this approach is very wrong, firstly because it is difficult to distinguish between right and wrong, and secondly because it is an emotional and private matter, and it would be absurd for the criminal court to intervene.

I have always felt that disputes between two people will wear down the relationship, not to mention the long life span of a cultivator.Only by falling in love slowly can we not miss a little bit of beauty.Fortunately, you and I are only ten years away from the path of cultivation.Wanting to ascend to immortality with you slowly, that must be the most romantic thing. ]

Yu Ze thought for a while, and attached a little poem.There are two little birds drawn at the place where the final signature is signed.

It's a pity that I still don't know how to draw advanced paintings. It's too much trouble to learn and I can't make it fast.Otherwise, he would have drawn a sketch of Murong Hui or a realistic figure picture and attached it.

Elder Lu quietly peeped at the side, sighing secretly that although the words are plain and unpretentious, if he gave it to him, he must be very moved.Hey, it's a pity that I haven't found a partner so far.

Don't talk about writing a roll of mulberry paper, you can't send out even one.

After Yu Ze sent the letter, he called softly, "Elder Lu."

Elder Lu, who was lurking, had jealousy on his face: "How do you know I'm here? Aren't you writing to kid Murong..."

Yu Ze didn't explain that he was just yelling casually, but asked: "Is there anything else?"

In the past three months, after forcing himself to practice swords, learn basic knowledge, and read dossiers intensively, he has finally read all the dossiers in Huashan in the past ten years.In theory, he has nothing to do today.

Originally, I planned to go directly to Murong Hui, but Murong Hui is the steward of the outer sect after all, and he is always very busy.Outer disciples are assigned to the mountain, and there is no special master.In the past few months, besides teaching only a few people in Gaotu Mountain at the beginning, Murong Hui will also find time to teach the group of outer disciples.

In the past three months, no one has been more relaxed than the other.

Sect points are not easy to earn. For someone like Yu Ze who makes himself more connotative every day, the sect points are still at zero.

When Elder Lu heard the question, he coughed twice: "It's nothing serious." He retreated for a long time, and then he came out, and he didn't want to go to retreat again in a blink of an eye, so he followed Yu Ze all day doing nothing.

As a result, Tiantian was shown a face of affection, and continued to watch while complaining.

Yu Ze was stunned by the fact that the lonely family was looking for abuse all day long.

At this moment, Elder Lu suddenly put forward an idea as if he was blessed to his heart: "Why don't you teach me to write a love letter, and I will let you go to the punishment hall to have a case tomorrow."

Yu Ze saw that Elder Lu wanted to write for fun, so he asked, "To whom?"

Elder Lu thought deeply for a long time before making a final decision: "Give it to the current elder of Tiandi Mountain, Elder Xu. Just paste it on his door so that he can see it as soon as he leaves the gate."

Through Qu Jinchang and Gu Bai'an, Yu Ze, who already knew the general situation of Huashan Mountain and private gossip, was shocked again.

Elder Xu is said to be the most romantic elder among the previous elders of Zhonghua Mountain, because he has picked all kinds of flowers and plants, but never wavered in his heart, he can be called a model of romanticism.

I don't know how many people have had demons for him, but the person who broke them in the end is still Elder Xu.Because he really insists on being a lover, still single, only talking about romance and not getting out of bed.

Elder Lu chose this elder, did he want to play with himself?

"Teach me or not? If I don't teach you, I will show you the ten-year file tomorrow and see you throw up." Elder Lu's voice was extremely cruel and unreasonable.

Yu Ze was dumbfounded.

I have never seen such a shameless person who keeps trying to kill himself.