She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 79
The tone of Wu Jingqian's narrative was flat and numb.

He Miao, who was used to suffering, felt like a cold pool in her heart, and at this moment, even anger seemed a little superfluous.

"Thanks to the rescue of the two of you tonight, Xiao Ke has nothing to repay. I only hope that in the next life, I will repay you with a grass ring."

Wu Jingqian got up, and bowed to old man Xu and He Miao.

Old man Xu waved his hand, beckoning him to sit down, and said indifferently: "Let's rest tonight, I will give you an explanation on this matter."

After all, he occupied Wu Jingqian's bed and fell asleep soundly.

He Miao couldn't help feeling a little ashamed because of old man Xu's recklessness.

"Mr. Wu, I want you to write a letter and write down everything just now." He Miao said to Wu Jingqian.

Wu Jingqian was taken aback, and naturally knew that He Miao wanted to send the letter, but these years, he had seen too many officials protecting each other, so he had already given up hope on this matter.

But seeing the girl's dark eyes, they were full of determination.Wu Jingqian knew that he shouldn't refuse.

He coughed twice, nodded, and got up to write.

He Miao stood on one side, holding his mahogany sword and watching.

Standing in front of the desk, Wu Jingqian wrote down all the experiences of these years, one stroke at a time.

His slender palms have exposed blue veins, and he dipped the pen into the ink from time to time, writing in one go.

He naturally knew that the girl was watching from one side, with lowered eyebrows and eyes, without any waves.

He Miao glanced at it, his handwriting seemed to be loose, tough and powerful, not at all the weak temperament of a scholar in He Miao's imagination.

"All right."

Wu Jingqian wrote out the letter He Miao wanted, the ink on it was still wet.

He Miao picked up a pen and signed her own name—He Qing at the end of the letter.

The simple two characters are written crookedly, and even the three horizontal lines of the green characters vary greatly in thickness. Some are as thin as a mosquito's leg, and some are almost as thick as a finger.

Wu Jingqian couldn't help being taken aback.

He Miao knew that he had no destiny with calligraphy.

"Laugh."

He Miao said calmly, with a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wu Jingqian was taken aback for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Naturally, He Miao planned to take this letter to court.Now that she has the letter, she doesn't know how to deliver it.

Once coming to Beijing, COSCO is thousands of miles away. This time, it will take at least one or two months.Time is ticking.

Secondly, she has never experienced the matter of suing the imperial court.Even if she asked someone to deliver the letter, most people would not dare to deliver it for her.

Thinking of this, He Miao folded a stack of letter papers, signed his name on the top, and then stepped forward to poke the old man Xu who was sleeping soundly on the bed with his wooden sword.

Old man Xu felt uncomfortable, so he blocked it with his elbow and continued to sleep.

He Miao was not discouraged, and continued to poke him persistently, not forgetting to say: "If you don't wake up, I can poke you all night."

Old man Xu got up helplessly, yawned, and said with sleepy eyes: "Little girl, what are you going to do?"

He Miao held a stack of letter papers in his hand and said, "Go and sue the imperial court, what good way do you have, and it can be delivered to the little emperor quickly."

Old man Xu looked at He Miao mockingly, and said, "You don't really think I'm a living god, do you?"

He Miao didn't give up, she knew old man Xu would definitely find a way.

The old man Xu had no choice but to spread his fingers to explain the reason to He Miao, "There are ways to send the letter thousands of miles away. Only the first one, if you want to send it to someone, you must at least meet this person. "

"Not to mention anything else, but this one is not enough. Even if you have met the emperor, the second one must have something that this person took as a proof."

Old man Xu yawned and wanted to lie down again.

"Could it be this thing you said?"

As He Miao spoke, he took out a gold medal of exoneration from his sleeve.In the dim light of the room, a large piece of gold glistened.

Old man Xu got up hurriedly, his eyes were straightened, and his fingers began to tremble:
"Where did you come from? It can't be fake, right?"

He Miao said calmly: "The last time I saw the little emperor, I asked him for it." Now it was old man Xu's turn to be surprised.

He opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.

After a long time, he yawned and said to Wu Jingqian, "You're lucky."

After finishing speaking, he stood up neatly, took the heavy gold medal, rubbed it reluctantly a few times, and then said: "It's true."

He Miao knew that with old man Xu's ability, no matter how hard he tried, he could only help Wu Jingqian find his sister.

If you want to completely rectify the family surnamed Dong, you must overthrow his protective umbrella, the prefect of Lin'an, and you have to rely on the power of the court.

"Little girl, don't you want to learn the formation method? Today I will teach you the method of 'turning stars and moving' thousands of miles, you will be optimistic about it."

Old man Xu spilled a few grains of millet from his sleeve, and put the gold medal and letter paper in the middle.

He took out a piece of talisman paper and a cinnabar pen from his sleeve, and began to draw carefully.

After drawing, paste the talisman paper on the letter paper.

This is the tacit understanding between He Miao and old man Xu. They never asked how many things the other party had, but they never cared that the other party could take out so many strange things.

"Come on, put your hands on this gold medal, close your eyes, and imagine who you want to send the letter to."

Old man Xu guided He Miao step by step.

He Miao closed his eyes, and what appeared in his mind was the little emperor lying on the ground pretending to be dead in the imperial tomb, and was kicked several times by himself.There is also a picture of himself holding a knife viciously and cutting the little emperor's palm, and the little emperor grinned in pain.

Everything in the past is vivid and vivid.

Wu Jingqian looked at He Miao, and saw that she closed her eyes with a smile on her lips, but she was no longer as indifferent as usual.

Looking at her age, she was about the same age as her younger sister when she disappeared. She was at the age of innocence and romance.

Thinking of this, he lowered his eyes.

"It's done."

After Xu old man chanted a spell, he finally spoke.

He Miao opened his eyes, as expected, the stack of letter papers had disappeared, replaced by a delicate copper incense burner, still emitting wisps of smoke.

The old man Xu on one side stroked his beard and explained:
"This is a method of bartering. This incense burner was brought from the emperor's palace. It seems to be done."

He Miao picked up the censer and looked at it carefully, and confirmed that it was something in the palace, then nodded and said:
"It's a good thing. It should be sold at a good price if it is pawned another day."

Old man Xu's expression froze, then he yawned and said:

"I'm really sleepy. If you want to be idle, learn how to draw that talisman. I'll give you the spell tomorrow."

After all, he lay down on the bed in a daze, and soon snored continuously.

He Miao knew in his heart that the little emperor would be able to read the letter soon, aside from other things, just seeing the word He Qing, the little emperor should send someone to investigate.

She got up and put away her immunity gold medal.She would not naively think that with this thing, everything would be fine.

Maybe they will be beaten up.

Looking at the light and fluffy talisman at the moment, I feel the power of the spell. It is really unimaginable that such a simple piece of talisman can send things thousands of miles away.

Wu Jingqian stood on one side, rubbing his hands excitedly, until he saw this miraculous scene with his own eyes, he felt that he seemed to see some hope.

"Go to bed first, I'm not sleepy."

He Miao waved his hand at him.

Thinking of this, He Miao looked at old man Xu on the bed.

　Thanks for the recommendation and the monthly ticket~
　　Don't worry, I will continue to write, not to finish it is my last insistence.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)