Chapter 71
Jiang Tingbai brought letters from his family to Yan Luoyue.
The first two letters were from Yan Gan and Sang Ji.
Since the message stone has a distance limit, it is not as good as the paper crane that can travel day and night in terms of transmitting messages over long distances.
This time, Jiang Tingbai went to visit the two students who had already graduated from the school, and by the way, he once again fulfilled his duties as a teacher and taught Yan Gan and Sang Ji how to make paper cranes for peace.
Yan Luoyue couldn't wait to open the letter. After reading just two lines, a smile appeared on her face.
When they left the academy, the two elder brothers received Mr. Jiang's letter of recommendation and joined Cuiyu Sect, a medium-sized sect near Yunning Daze, and became inner disciples of Cuiyu Sect.
The leader of the Cuiyu Sect is a parrot demon, and many of the sect's disciples are also demons.
Sang Ji and Yan Gan felt like fish in water in such a sect and lived a very happy life.
The page of letter paper turned down again, and a few beautiful emerald feathers floated down from the letter folder.
Yan Luoyue picked up the feathers, looked inside the envelope, and sure enough, she found a dozen brightly colored feathers that had escaped the net.
On the next page, she read the origin of these colorful feathers.
——It turns out that as a parrot demon with an unruly and freedom-loving nature, the sect master would transform into his original form from time to time and fly freely over the sect.
Sometimes the leader would tell his usual crosstalk while flying.
As a bird demon, the Sect Master often loses feathers while flying. When Sang Ji and Yan Gan see this, they will rush over (?) and pick up the Sect Master's fallen feathers.
They stated in the letter: The sect leader is a cultivator in the Yuanying period, and feathers should be a good material.
Sister, don't you like making instruments? We're sending these feathers to you. If you find them useful, that would be great!
By the way, because there are so many demon companions in the Cuiyu Sect, in addition to feathers, we can also collect snakes, wolf teeth, and various other demon specialties.
Sister, if you are short of any materials, just tell us. We can build good relationships with them and cook them right on the spot - bah, no, we have to wait for them to shed their skin and change their teeth!
If the feathers I sent you this time cannot be used in your refining tool, don't be discouraged, sister.
Tie the feathers together and make a shuttlecock to play with. Kick it from time to time to keep fit and active.
Yan Luoyue: “…”
Good guys, next time we meet, I will introduce Wu Manshuang to my two brothers.
The three of them can be called close friends for coming up with the idea of making shuttlecocks.
In addition to sending the materials and love to Yan Luoyue, the two brothers also explained their current situation.
Not long ago, the Cuiyu Sect and the Aoao Sect, cough, the Canglang Sect started to cooperate. Since Sang Ji and Yan Gan were old acquaintances of the Aoao Sect and their expertise was very suitable, they were assigned the relevant contact work.
During the ten-day break, the two of them would go to the nearby Silver Light Arena to fight, and sometimes they would bring along a little nun who happened to be lost and ended up in the Cui Yu Sect.
Therefore, Sang Ji and Yan Gan reassured Yan Luoyue in their letter.
Although the champion Koukoukou has left temporarily, her brother Pinpinpin and her friend Lululu are still continuing her glory in the Silver Light Arena!
The two elder brothers wrote a dozen pages of letters in a fluent manner.
After reading all the chapters of Yan Luo Yue, I felt that the word "cool" was revealed between the lines.
——It’s so nice to work outside. I don’t have to worry about my family anymore. The company provides food, accommodation and entertainment!
——It’s great to have a job that matches your major. The working environment is comfortable, my colleagues are friendly, and there is no pressure to advance work projects!
We heard that you were going to join Guiyuan Sect, and we really didn't want to let you go. But Guiyuan Sect is one of the four major forces in the world after all, and the opportunity is rare. Mr. Jiang's character is trustworthy, so we had to say goodbye to you with tears in our eyes.
Don't worry, sister. We will work hard to get further study opportunities in the sect. You wait for us in Guiyuan Sect. The three of us will be able to reunite sooner or later!
——We will write to you!
The words are filled with the straightforwardness and brightness that are unique to Sang Ji and Yan Gan, and the writing style is also very pragmatic.
As Yan Luoyue read on, she felt as if she was in a field of rapeseed flowers. The various messages were not only interesting to read, but also very useful. There was no sense of being flashy at all.
Especially when she saw at the end of the letter that her two brothers vowed to fight for the opportunity to further their studies, and when they met again in Guiyuan Sect in the future, two little stars lit up in Yan Luoyue's eyes.
Although I don’t know when that day will come.
But hope and expectation are always the most precious gifts.
Compared to the excitement and activity of the two brothers starting a new life, the letters from Yan Yu are more ordinary and homely.
It is said that there is no sun or moon in the mountains, but in fact there is no sun or moon in the turtle tribe either.
In this peaceful and leisurely tribe, the lives of the turtles would not change much if Yan Luoyue left for a day, a month, or a year.
Yan Yu wrote down the major and minor events of her family in detail:
Yan Gan and his friends have all joined the sect, and they would sneak back to see her from time to time on weekdays.
The Great Elder is still a bachelor, and it is estimated that he will not find a wife in the next thousand years.
She was on duty in the incubator every day, just as she had been for the past few years.
In all these years, she has never seen another giant egg like the one Yan Luoyue had... Oh, when I think of the days when I raised you, it seems like it was just yesterday.
By the way, Xiao Luoyue, the plum tree in front of your window is blooming...
If the letters from the two brothers were stimulating and delicious carbonated drinks, then Yan Yu's letters were undoubtedly like a glass of warm boiled water.
It doesn't have too many ups and downs in the story, but it silently pulls Yan Luoyue back to the turtle tribe's courtyard, back to her home.
Water is an indispensable liquid, and home is an indispensable harbor.
Yan Luoyue folded the letters back together along their original folds and put them away with great care.
When she carefully put the letter away, there was a barely noticeable blush at the corners of her eyes.
But when Yan Luoyue raised her head again, the bright smile returned to her face once again.
"Manshuang." Yan Luoyue tugged at Wu Manshuang's sleeve, "Let's go back to the Turtle Tribe together next time we have a holiday?"
The quiet and peaceful tribal land located at the Yunning Daze Pass was not only the place where they first met, but also Yan Luoyue's home.
…
A few days later, Yan Luoyue heard about the follow-up matters of the Xinghe Auction House.
After intercepting the dozen or so followers who surrounded and killed Yan Luoyue that day, Jiang Tingbai recorded their accounts in a letter.
At the end of the letter, Jiang Tingbai signed it with his own name and sent it to Yu's house along with the bodies of more than a dozen people, stating that he would visit again in five days.
There is no doubt that these five days are the time for the Yu family to verify the truth and come up with a solution.
According to Yan Luoyue, this family might not care about those independent cultivators who were killed while trying to rob the treasure.
But in front of the signature "Gui Yuanzong Jiang Tingbai", even if they have different opinions in their hearts, they must act according to the justice of this world.
Although Jiang Tingbai said at the time that he would visit in five days.
But in fact, within five days, the Yu family had already respectfully sent the news.
——Young Master Yu committed suicide out of fear of punishment, and the Yu family built a tomb for those assassinated cultivators. They were deeply terrified of offending Jiang Jianjun's friends, and sent several gifts to atone for their sins...
This branch of the Yu family is not the owner of the Galaxy Auction House, but was only granted the right to operate it by the main family.
Although the son raised in their family dared to attack an unknown cultivator, when the storm really came, the whole family decisively changed course and turned the ship around.
The female appraiser Yu Funing thus gained control of the Galaxy Auction House.
Not long after, Yan Bixin met Yu Funing again.
The female appraiser still had her hair neatly tied up, her eyebrows straight, and her lips tightly pursed.
She looked at the black-robed weaponsmith with a complicated expression.
But Yu Funing remained the same as every time before. He neither tried to curry favor with Master Yu nor showed any aloofness because of Master Yu's suicide. He fulfilled his duties respectfully and politely.
"There's a new batch of materials coming to the auction house these days. Would you like to take a look and see if there's anything you like?"
"I won't look at it for now."
The black-robed weapon refiner stretched out his hand wearing shark silk gloves and took the remaining spiritual stone payment for the secret recipe.
Of course, a man of his word would not be so ignorant as to bring it up to your face: "I heard that your brother committed suicide out of fear of punishment because he wanted to send someone to kill me. You took advantage of the situation to obtain the management rights of the auction house. You must be feeling very upset now, aren't you?" This is something that sounds like asking for a beating.
The black-robed weaponsmith declined the invitation to go to the backstage to select materials, and the female appraiser, as usual, escorted the big customer all the way to the door.
Just as Yan Bixin turned around, Yu Funing suddenly spoke.
"I apologize to you on behalf of my brother."
"...Ah, it's okay, you don't have to do this."
"If you can't distinguish the boundary between public power and private interests, you will abuse your power; if you can't distinguish the boundary between safety and danger, disaster will befall you."
Yu Funing sighed lightly and bowed slightly to Yan Bixin.
"Master Yan, thank you very much for your willingness to cooperate with the auction house. I will send you the spiritual stones I received from the sale as soon as possible."
…
The secret map was proven to be fake, and apart from a few materials, Hongtong Palace was unable to obtain any desired treasures from it.
This incident was like a loud slap in the face of Hongtong Gong in front of the whole world. After confirming that there was no more gain in the secret realm, Hongtong immediately packed his bags and left.
The way he ran away in such a hurry seemed like he was fleeing in a panic.
Before leaving, in order to express gratitude for everything in the past - the big flying boat, the soul-destroying fire, 120,000 spirit stones, and an invitation to the Hundred Refining Conference, Yan Luoyue specially made a thank-you gift by hand.
In the team evacuating from Hongtong Palace, the brothers of the Biao family were whispering to each other.
"Brother, the ancestor seems to be in a bad mood these days."
This is nonsense.
Not to mention that they arrived on this journey with great ambition and vigor, but in the end they did not get the Crow's Cry Fire and left in disgrace.
Just think about that day: Ji Qinghong forced Master Chen to set himself on fire in front of the three masters of Hongtong Palace, burning himself halfway. It is impossible to swallow this anger so easily.
The question is - who can talk reason with Ji Qinghong?
This guy, bah, this old bastard is not someone who can be reasoned with. He is only interested in doing evil!
Button glanced at his brother and asked, "What do you want to say?"
Generally speaking, when Niu Shujian adopts this hesitant attitude, it means that he has something else to say but doesn't know how to say it, so he starts with a random and tasteless topic.
Niu Shujian coughed and said, "That who is that? It's the one from the Turtle Clan... She asked someone to send me something."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and something shaped like a cabinet, which looked like a large upright square box, appeared in front of the two brothers.
There is also a row of buttons extending from the bottom of the box.
Niu Shujian clenched his fist and tapped one of the buttons impatiently. The box automatically opened a small hole and spat out half a spirit bead very stingily.
"Brother, what do you think she meant by this?" Niu Shujian was puzzled. "She said this was to 'commemorate the deep friendship between us and hope that we can continue to be strong in the future'?"
What a joke, what kind of friendship could there be between him and this little girl? Is it a kind of friendship between a scammer and the one who is scammed?
Button Qidao looked at the vertical box and felt something was strange.
"Did she say what it was called?"
Niu Shujian scratched his head and said, "I told you, the name is quite mysterious, it seems to be called something like - ATM?"