Jiang Xiu followed Cheng Lingran's recommendation and came to this breakfast restaurant. It was a small store, run by the couple themselves, but the taste was indeed very good, and it could be seen that the food was made with great care.
After the meal, Jiang Xiu went home. When he got home, a courier came to his door. To be precise, he was a postman. This profession has almost disappeared. He told Jiang Xiu: "Are you Mr. Jiang Xiu?" ?Here is a letter from you."
"letter?"
The envelope was very old, and it was actually written with a calligraphy brush. The font was very regular. At first glance, it seemed that Chang Nian was a person who wrote with a calligraphy brush. He was very skilled in calligraphy.
"Where did it come from?"
The postman shook his head: "We don't know either. Our postal department is running out of letters. I hope you can tell your friend that you can use a more modern way of writing letters."
"Please sign here."
After Jiang Xiu returned home with the letter, he went to the backyard to take a look, and immediately frowned. The large array outside the backyard had abnormal energy fluctuations, indicating that someone had broken in. Besides Ye Bing, Jiang Xiu thought He didn't know who else was there, but what made him feel more at ease was that the calf was still there, lying on the ground and sleeping.
Ye Bing might have retreated after seeing the knife array, or it might be for another reason. As long as the cow is still there, it is extremely important now.
Jiang Xiu tore open the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper from the inside. After spreading it out, he thought he had read it wrongly. There was no word on it and it was completely blank. He used his pupil technique, but there was still no word.
"Um?"
Jiang Xiu was puzzled, how could someone send him a blank piece of paper, and what did it mean? As soon as he thought about it, a ball of flame burned out, and the paper turned into ashes and flew in the sky in an instant.
"Pretending to be a ghost?"
Jiang Xiu went to the balcony upstairs and looked at Ye Bing's house. Could it be this little girl's trick? But what does it mean? Send a blank piece of paper to someone.
Perhaps Jiang Xiu was too confident in his eye skills and did not notice that the flying ashes emitted a few wisps of black light sand in the air, and then disappeared with the wind.
It was about ten o'clock when Cheng Lingsu came to Jiang Xiu's house. He came to get the sword skills. Jiang Xiu had time to write down the sword skills for her last night. "You wait here for a while, about twenty minutes." Bar."
"good!"
After Jiang Xiu left, Cheng Lingsu took a look at this home. Although it changed hands once, the place had almost remained unchanged. When she walked into the study room, the bookshelf was filled with books. She bought these books to please Jiang Xiu. Reluctantly, but eventually willingly, I bought a whole roomful of books.
She moved her slender fingers over it, feeling extremely reluctant to let it go. She asked herself if she was reluctant to part with this magnificent villa, or if she was reluctant to part with Jiang Luoxia's wife's noble status. She felt that it was neither, and she felt even more reluctant to part with it. Jiang Xiu, this strong feeling surprised even herself.
Maybe it's best to lose it.
But no matter how reluctant she was to let go, she would never beg for mercy from Jiang Luo. Cheng Lingsu's arrogant heart would never accept it, and she would never do it.
She picked out a book at random and started reading.
Susu was considered a top student when she was in school, but now she is focused entirely on spiritual practice, and her studies have been basically neglected. In addition, the books Jiang Xiu read were all about miracles, so she lost interest after flipping through them a few times. .
"Well, why is there a letter?"
Susu picked it up curiously. Except for important documents such as contracts and lawyer's letters, all personal letters were sent through the Internet. There are still people using paper letters these days.
It turned out to be empty inside, so I just slipped it into the book.
"When you've finished writing, take it out."
For Jiang Xiu, writing a book of sword tactics was just something he could easily do, and he finished it quickly. Cheng Lingsu reached out and took it, and said after a long pause: "Thank you!"
Jiang Xiu said nothing, thinking that it would be nice to send Cheng Lingsu away.
"You, then I'm leaving..."
Jiang Xiu nodded.
Cheng Lingsu left. Whenever Jiang Xiu showed his intention to keep her seat for a while, she would pretend to stay, but Jiang Xiu didn't answer or speak. This embarrassing situation was tantamount to an eviction order.
After walking out of the house, Cheng Lingsu looked back. Since you think I am a vain person, then I will be a vain person.
"Jiang Xiu, sooner or later you will beg me. Then let's see if I can help you..."
Sitting in the car, Cheng Lingsu held back tears.
"Well, where's the envelope?"
Jiang Xiu then remembered that Cheng Lingsu had taken away the sword technique and a book, and the envelope seemed to be sandwiched inside. Jiang Xiu didn't notice, and Cheng Lingsu probably didn't notice either.
Jiang Xiu originally thought that the matter would end like this, but what he didn't expect was that the next morning, the postman delivered the same letter again.
The letter only addressed Jiang Xiucai, but the letter paper inside was still blank.
This is strange. This kind of mysterious letter is either threatening or blackmailing, but who in the world today dares to threaten and blackmail Mr. Jiang? What's more, there is not a word on the paper.
Jiang Xiu put it aside and ignored it, waiting for the next day. The next day, the same letter did not arrive, which made Jiang Xiu take out the letter again and study it.
"what is going on?"
He specifically asked the post office to check this matter, but no one posted a letter. The letter seemed to appear out of thin air. Remembering that Jiang Xiu burned the letter paper yesterday, he sent another one.
So he took out the letter paper again and burned it.
Sure enough, Jiang Xiu guessed correctly, and the next day after burning the letter, the other party sent him another letter.
"Do you want me to write something?"
Jiang Xiu wrote three words on it, who are you? After writing it, he couldn't send it, so Jiang Xiu burned the paper again, and then there was no more.
The next day, another letter arrived.
When this happens, it can be basically concluded that Jiang Xiu's approach is wrong. He suddenly remembered something. There is a legend in the Xianwu Continent. There is a powerful man who practices the Three Thousand Avenues of Great Destiny. This avenue ranks among the The general outline of the road is number one. Even if he communicates with people tens of millions of miles apart, he will still communicate through letters.
The so-called sacrificial texts are also a form of writing that can communicate across boundaries.
Although Jiang Xiu didn't believe that there would be someone who could master the art of destiny in this world, he wrote down his birth date with the attitude of giving it a try.
But still no results.
But that night, Jiang Xiu fell into a dream. A man who had not had a dream for decades fell into a dream. He vaguely heard someone calling him: "Jiang Xiu, Jiang Xiu..."
Jiang Xiu opened his eyes and found himself above the smoke clouds in the sky. On the far horizon, stood an old man in soap clothes with his hair tied up.
"Jiang Xiu..."
He has a calm demeanor, with a bit of peace, which makes people look quite comfortable. He is very similar to the immortal cultivators in Xianwu Continent, but he lacks the smell of killing and is more carefree.
"Who are you?"
Jiang Xiu was in a daze, not knowing whether he was awake or asleep.
He smiled and said: "I am the priest of the ancestral court and an outstanding person."
"Priest of the ancestral court?" Jiang Xiu was suddenly startled and suddenly woke up. He thought of the letter and marveled in his heart that it was really a great destiny spell. It passed through his destiny, avoided the world power, and entered his dream.
"What do you want from me?"
Shentu Renjie pointed to the far end, which was the endless palace of the sky, and said: "That is the ancestral court, and the world you are in is the world informed by the ancestral court. You will get the earth god in that world, and the ancestral court will grant you a title." Are you willing to be a priest?"
Jiang Xiu said: "Did you send that letter?"
Shentu Renjie shook his head and said, "Of course it's not me, it's from the God Emperor of the ancestral court."
Jiang Xiu was shocked in his heart. He could no longer guess what kind of existence the God Emperor of the ancestral court was. He was probably above the gods, and he had mastered the Great Destiny Technique. Such a figure was unparalleled even in the Xianwu Continent.
The gap between mortals on earth and Jiang Xiu is equal to the gap between Jiang Xiu and the God-Emperor of the ancestral court, or even greater. Such a figure, Jiang Xiu's strongest friend in the Xianwu Continent, is far behind.
"What if I don't want to?"
Shentu Renjie said: "That's a pity. The ancestral court can only find someone else. However, Jiang Daoyou must obey the orders of the priests on earth and cannot violate the laws of the ancestral court. If not, the God Emperor will not be able to tolerate you even though he is kind. .”