Under the dim candlelight, Luo Jing unfolded the letter paper, picked up the pen and wrote lines of curved characters.
The characters on the letter paper were so twisted and curved like the threads of earthworms that they looked like incomprehensible writing to anyone.
But Qingxuan, who is also a university graduate and has passed the CET-4, can understand it.
Moreover, the letter written in English had nothing to do with the Chinese characters on the Immortal Heavenly Book of the Demon Refining Ancestor. Even if someone accidentally discovered this letter, they would never associate it with the Immortal Heavenly Book.
In the letter, Luo Jing briefly explained his own situation and his cooperation with Lu Li, and asked Qingxuan to stay out of public view if she arrived in Haiyan City.
As for the agreement between the two, it still holds true.
But Luo Jing was not sure how long it would take to get rid of Lu Li, so he told Qing Xuan to relax and not worry about his safety.
It was a simple amount of information, but when Luo Jing finished writing, he found that there were two pages of densely written information on the letter paper.
Looking at these two pages of densely written tadpole characters, Luo Jing was slightly stunned.
"You wrote so much?"
It was the first time that Luo Jing discovered that he could write English so fast.
He felt that he had written as briefly as possible, but he still wrote so much content.
After picking up the letter and reading it carefully twice to make sure there were no errors or omissions, Luo Jing carefully sealed the letter.
Then he picked up the pen and carefully traced on a blank page.
The cultivation in the God Summoning Realm completely tempered his body and brought his control over the body to a higher level.
As a result, Luo Jing's painting skills also improved.
Although he is not as good as those famous painters, after all, a true master is not famous for his painting skills.
But it's enough to sketch a human face.
Luo Jing simply used lines to outline a picture of a cool and beautiful fairy. Although it was not colored, it was almost exactly the same as the real Qingxuan.
Anyone who has seen this picture and then sees Qingxuan in person will be able to recognize her, which will make it easier for Luo Jing's messenger to identify Qingxuan.
After finishing all this, Luo Jing carefully folded up Qingxuan's sketch and letter paper and put them in his arms.
Then he stepped out into the night and used his magic for the first time in Haiyan City.
Under the moonlight, Luo Jing's figure changed and he kept shuttling through the shadows. He used the Yaoyue Sect's supreme escape technique, the Moon Shadow Escape Technique, which was enough to shake off all pursuers.
Luo Jing first escaped in the city, then hid in the dark to observe, and after confirming that there were indeed no pursuers, he used his escape technique again and came to Heshun Restaurant.
Inside the dark Heshun Restaurant, the door was closed and only the deafening snoring of the waiter could be heard.
The waiter that Luo Jing was familiar with put a few tables together, spread a quilt and fell asleep in the lobby.
But Luo Jing was not here to see this waiter.
This kind of jumpy young man is not stable enough.
Luo Jing came to the backyard and silently pushed open a door.
In the dark room, the owner of Heshun Restaurant was taking a rest.
The shopkeeper was nearly forty years old and had once had a wife, but because of his alcoholism and gambling addiction, his wife ran away with someone else and even their child was almost taken away.
Since then, the shopkeeper has become a different person, becoming mature and steady, and no longer a heavy drinker or gambler.
The Heshun Restaurant, which was passed down from his father, became more and more prosperous under his diligent management.
Recently, Luo Jing has come to Heshun Restaurant almost every day, so he has naturally heard the story of the shopkeeper.
I also know that this is a steady person who has experienced the hardships of life.
Moreover, since his wife ran away, the shopkeeper's son who was studying at Jiuhe Academy became his favorite.
A mature and stable person with a fatal weakness is the best messenger.
In the darkness, Luo Jing woke up the sleeping shopkeeper.
But the moment the shopkeeper opened his eyes, he did not scream in panic or beg for mercy.
He just looked at Luo Jing in the darkness with a tense body and spoke slowly.
"The gold and silver are in the small box under the bed. There are a total of 150 taels of silver and three silver notes, each with a value of 100 taels."
"Take the money and leave. I won't report you to the police. Don't kill me..."
Faced with the "bad guy" who sneaked into the house in the dark, the shopkeeper remained extremely calm.
This made Luo Jing admire him even more.
Luo Jing said in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you, but to ask you to do something."
As he spoke, Luo Jing took out the letter and the folded sketch of Qingxuan and placed them on the bedside.
He said to the shopkeeper in the dark: "Here is a letter and a picture of a face. Please keep an eye out for me. If you see the person in the picture, give the letter to her and she will reward you."
"But you have to be careful not to let anyone else know about this, otherwise..."
Luo Jing said, sneered, and said: "I am familiar with the way of Jiuhe Academy."
The naked threat made the shopkeeper's face change slightly.
Obviously, Luo Jing's threat completely hit his soft spot.
He didn't dare to say anything more, and quickly said respectfully: "It must be kept secret! The letter must be delivered!"
While speaking, the shopkeeper kept his head down and did not dare to raise it, for fear of seeing the other person's face and being silenced.
But after he finished speaking, there was no sound in the room, and the mysterious man standing beside his bed seemed to have fallen silent.
This made the shopkeeper's forehead begin to sweat.
Did I say something wrong
Just as he was about to remedy the situation, he saw from the corner of his eye that the floor beside the bed was empty, without a human figure.
This made the shopkeeper stunned. He subconsciously raised his head and found that the room was empty. There was no mysterious man who threatened him.
It seemed that everything that just happened was just a dream.
However, when the shopkeeper lit the oil lamp, he saw a letter and a folded piece of paper on the bedside.
The letter was not sealed, and it seemed that the mysterious man was not worried that the shopkeeper would peek at the contents of the letter.
And could the folded paper be the picture that the mysterious man mentioned
Thinking of this, the shopkeeper hesitated slightly.
He looked at the empty room in front of him again, and finally opened the folded paper. In the dim light of the oil lamp, he saw the beautiful woman painted on the paper.
Although there is no color and it is just a black and white sketch, this picture still depicts the beautiful face of a cold fairy.
She is the kind of beauty that once you have seen her, you will never forget her for the rest of your life.
The shopkeeper who looked at the picture was stunned.
He looked at the picture in his hand, then raised his head to look at the empty room in front of him, and subconsciously opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
He recognized the fairy in white in this picture.
Or rather, seen it!
He remembered it clearly, it was twenty years ago, when he was only sixteen years old. He was not married yet, and had not yet developed the bad habits of gambling and drinking. He helped his father work in the restaurant every day.
A beautiful fairy in white clothes came to Heshun Restaurant every day since the winter of that year and stayed there for the whole day.
Although the fairy in white only ordered a small dish every time she came and left at night.
But no one in the entire Heshun Restaurant had any problem with her.
Even the miser's father was very curious about the fairy in white, and sometimes he even offered her wine and food. The fairy in white did not refuse, and politely accepted the free wine and food from the restaurant, but she still did not touch the food.
She sat there in boredom and left only after dark.
Everyone could see that the fairy in white was waiting for someone.
But what kind of person is worthy of such a fairy waiting
If he remembered correctly, the fairy waited for a full hundred days, from the heavy snow in the cold winter to the summer of the following year.
She comes almost every day.
Once, the young boy couldn't help himself and asked curiously who the fairy in white was waiting for.
But the answer he got was a complicated smile from the other party.
That smile seemed to contain too many emotions.
Melancholy, sadness, self-mockery, resentment... As a young boy, he had never seen so many complex emotions on one person's face at the same time.
In response to the young man's question, the fairy in white gave an extremely strange answer.
“… I’m waiting for someone who is destined not to come.”
In the early spring sunshine, she sat there, gazing at the mountains in the distance, and another world seemed to be reflected in her eyes.
"I know he won't come, but I'm still waiting for him."
"I will wait for him for a hundred days and wait for a result."
"I'm not expecting him to change his mind, but I'm making a break for myself and saying goodbye."
The words of the fairy in white were profound and complex, and even now he could not understand what they meant.
But he knew that the fairy in white had been let down.
He will never forget the figure who sat quietly by the second-floor window of Heshun Restaurant, gazing at the distant mountains, and waiting quietly for a hundred days and nights.
Now looking at the sketch on the paper, the shopkeeper was stunned.
At this moment, looking at the fairy on the paper, he seemed to have returned to that winter, to the green years of his youth, and saw the fairy in white who was so beautiful that no one dared to approach her.
Could it be that the fairy in white is coming to Haiyan City again
Thinking of what the mysterious man had just said, the shopkeeper suddenly became excited.
Twenty years have passed, and he couldn't help but want to ask the fairy, has she waited for the person she was waiting for
What kind of heartless person would be to ignore such a fairy-like person...