Chapter 71 Do you like to send letters in groups on rainy days?

Wei Jinyou's body was tense, his heartbeat was much faster than before, and he said in a very fierce tone: "Song Zhexia, do you know what you are doing?"

"I knew."

The girl half pressed down, kissing along the corner of the boy's lips, stopping at his distinct Adam's apple, gently rubbing and biting it, her eyes narrowed, her rosy lips glistening with a faint watery light, "I am flirting with Senior Brother Wei."

She leaned close to the boy's red ears and blew softly, "Brother Wei, don't you like it?"

"..."

Wei Jinyou wanted to speak more, but the girl sealed his lips with a cloth.

A soft hand fell on the boy's hard chest. His eyelids twitched violently and he met the girl's charming eyes, "Brother Wei."

Song Zhexia bit his finger lightly and said innocently, "Your body is so hot."

Wei Jinyou raised his neck and glared at her with gritted teeth, his Adam's apple faintly flushed.

In the dim and ambiguous room, the girl narrowed her eyes slightly, her snow-white ears suddenly popped out, and she said coquettishly: "Can you touch my ears?"

"..."

The boy tightened his jaw and looked at her silently.

Song Zhexia was not annoyed. She lightly touched his chin with her slender and well-proportioned little finger and quickly hooked up the end of the cloth strip.

She raised the corners of her lips, covered the boy's eyes with a cloth, and kissed him.

Not long after, a rainstorm suddenly started outside, and the wind outside was blowing hard, violently hitting the doors and windows.

Inside the room, the bed creaked and the thin human figures on the wall swayed.

Wei Jinyou closed his eyes tightly. At the moment when his clothes were completely soaked, his confused consciousness was suddenly broken by an anxious voice, "Master!"

"Master, what's wrong with you?!"

As his consciousness gradually returned, Wei Jinyou lifted his heavy eyelids and saw the blood python with a panicked look on its face beside the bed.

Seeing that he woke up, the blood python tilted its head and tried to touch the temperature of his body, and was almost scalded.

It shuddered. "You are..."

Is it estrus or is it estrus?

Wei Jinyou didn't answer, but glanced at the wet bedding, his expression becoming even uglier.

He pressed his hand against his throbbing eyebrows, his voice becoming hoarse, and said, "Go ask someone to bring in a bucket of ice water."

Seeing the blood on his neck, the blood python nodded hurriedly, turned around and went out to call for help.

Wei Jinyou sat on the edge of the bed with his knees bent, glancing out the window at the thunder and lightning with sharp eyes, his fingertips moving slightly.

Soon, a wet messenger bird flew in from the window and landed on the back of his hand.

The young man leaned against the head of the bed, reached out to take the letter from the spirit bird's leg, opened it and took a look, his expression immediately became a little colder.

After a moment, he rolled up the letter again and put it back on the spirit bird's legs.

When Zuo Ren and Hao Nan were carrying a bucket of ice water back, they happened to see the spirit bird that flew out of the window and asked in confusion, "Master, what is this?"

Wei Jinyou had a cold expression on his face. He glanced at the foggy sky outside and snorted coldly.

"It's just rubbish."

...

There was a storm outside, and scattered raindrops flew obliquely into the window, making the person on the bed shiver with cold.

Song Zhexia curled up into a ball and threw Guigui out, "Gugui, close the window."

Turtle:?

[Nima, can you give this system some respect? ! ]

Turtle roared: [Is it the only thing I can use to close the window?! ]

Song Zhexia: "Then lock the door as well."

Turtle: [……]

It climbed up to the windowsill with a resentful look on its face. Just as it was about to close the window, a clever bird flew in from outside and splashed water all over the turtle's face as it flapped its feathers.

The spirit bird faced Song Zhexia's bed, and before it could make any sound, it was knocked unconscious by a bolt of purple lightning.

"Oh yeah, there's an extra meal tonight!"

Song Zhexia crawled down from the bed wrapped in a small quilt. When he saw the envelope on the bird's legs, his eyebrows paused slightly, "Where did the letter come from?"

After she opened it and read it, she quickly showed an expression of disgust.

There were only three lines of text on the letter, and the last line was signed by Wei Mingxiu: "Xia Xia, how have you been recently? Have you succeeded in gaining Wei Jinyou's trust? Uncle has a way to get rid of this piece of trash from now on."

[A letter from the original owner's uncle? ]

Turtle lay on the table, yawning and looking at her, [What are you going to do? ]

Song Zhexia was holding her head with one hand. When she heard its question, she raised the corner of her mouth and nudged the turtle with her elbow, "Bring me a pen. Let me show you my skills."

"..."

After finishing writing, Song Zhexia took out a piece of blank talisman paper and a pen and drew a heart mirror talisman on it.

As soon as the last stroke was made, the talisman paper transformed into the shape of a spirit bird, flapping its blue feathers lively, and flew out of the window carrying the letter.

Not long after the spiritual bird flew away, a passing pigeon crashed into the window sill as if it was trying to scammers, and fainted.

In addition to being surprised, Song Zhexia also found a piece of letter paper with the seal of the Luoyun Sect on the pigeon's leg.

"Another letter?"

She supported her forehead with one hand and squinted her eyes and asked, "Are you all joining together to send mail today?"

Song Zhexia patiently opened the letter and saw a line of crooked words, "Thank you for your concern, Brother Jiang. My body is fine now, but I am still filled with resentment. That little bitch from Qianqiu Pavilion dared to make such a fool of ourselves before. You must find a way to vent your anger!"

"Yo."

After she finished looking at it, she twirled the pen in her hand and chuckled, "Interesting."

...

Yuxiao Pavilion.

In the tea room, Jiang Ziyu sat respectfully, reaching out to pour tea for the person opposite him, and said with a smile: "Brother, you are back, I missed you so much!"

Glancing at his flattery, Bai Zhiyuan raised his eyelids with a half-smile, "When I was away on a long journey, I heard that you got into trouble again."

Hearing this, Jiang Ziyu's face changed, "Brother, please listen to my explanation. I was tricked by the people from Qianqiu Pavilion!"

"Qianqiu Pavilion?"

Bai Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, "The most deadbeat sect in the cultivation world?"

"Yup!"

Jiang Ziyu slammed the table and stood up angrily, blushing and saying, "Brother Luo and I just wanted to have a drink with that little female cultivator, but she made us look bad!"

He said pitifully: "Brother, I am the victim!"

Bai Zhiyuan held his chin and said calmly: "Luo Yunya has a bad character. You should have less contact with him in the future."

"Brother, don't worry!"

Jiang Ziyu said proudly: "A fool like Luo Yunya has never had any opinions of his own and only listens to me!"

"I wrote a letter a few days ago to express my concern for this idiot's health. He must be extremely grateful to me now!"

Just as he finished speaking, a wet spirit bird flew in from outside.

Before opening the letter, Jiang Ziyu said with a smug smile: "See? It must be a thank-you letter from that idiot."

Bai Zhiyuan took a sip of tea and watched him open the letter in silence.

The handwriting on it was very clear, with only one line -

"Idiot, I'm your grandpa."