Back to Ancient Times to Make Pen Pals

[Dogdan, have you had lunch? 】

[Dogdan, would you like a lunch break? 】

[Gougan, where are you from? 】

[Dogdan...]

[Dogdan...]

Xie Zheng's forehead blue veins throbbed.

He held the sheep for a long time and did not write down. An Rui who was waiting on the side was puzzled, and cautiously called: "Your Highness?"

"Nothing." Having said that, Xie Zheng endured and endured, and finally threw the brush.

The paper page was instantly stained with ink stains, and An Rui's face became even more scared.

Xie Zheng ignored him. The ink stain didn't seem to be on the opposite side. The guy who claimed to be "Page" was still writing quickly, screaming, another long paragraph.

It's so nagging.

Xie Zheng couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows-after a pause, he frowned and looked at the paper.

The same pen and ink, the ink smears the other party and can't see it, so the other party can see the words he wrote?

Xie Zheng looked at the worried An Rui: "Come here, you can draw a few strokes on paper."

An Rui was at a loss, but he did not prevent him from following orders.

The "Page" on the opposite side was still writing swiftly, as if completely invisible to An Rui's strokes.

Xie Zheng knew it. It seems that only the content written by him himself can be passed on to the other side.

He took a clean brush again and dipped the ink down: [You don’t need to copy the Book of Rites? 】in this way

I hit him and started writing, and the ink words that emerged stopped. As soon as he finished writing, the opposite immediately answered: [The first time you chat, you can't leave out new friends. Are you right?

God is afraid that his life is too boring, so he should have some fun?

Forget it, he should go to the martial arts field to move his body.

The mentally tortured Xie Zheng threw down the brush and said to An Rui, who bowed his head and said silently: "Get a brazier and burn these scraps."

"Yes."

Zhu Yuan, who was far away in Wuxian County, was refreshed. After waiting for a while, she didn't see the vigorous ink characters coming out again. She happily put away the paper filled with characters, grouped them up, and threw them into the brazier.

After that, you can now concentrate on copying the Book of Rites.