I mean, you have at least two more days to write a suicide note.
In the dark room, Lin Jiaojiao, who was huddled in a corner of the bed, felt cold when she heard the verdict coming from the other end of the phone. Thinking of the fear she felt when she was attacked today, and the duel she was about to face two days later, she was filled with fear, worry, and fear. All kinds of emotions welled up in her heart, and tears welled up in her eyes again.
But before she could cry, Wu Ming's words made her swallow back her tears: Are you going to cry again? Is your next sentence 'Wow! A master from this world save me! '
Eh? Lin Jiaojiao held back the tears that were about to pour out of her eyes, wiped the tears in her eyes with the back of her hand, and asked with some sobs: Why do you know?
Nonsense, counting this time, this is the fourth time I’ve heard you say that.
Lin Jiaojiao, who was sitting on the bed holding a pillow and sobbing silently, tilted her head: Huh? the fourth time? I haven't said it yet
It's nothing, these are things I only know here. Wu Ming obviously didn't explain all this clearly to her. His yawn came from the receiver. In short, I have prepared a set of training documents for you and have already sent them to you. You can choose a set that suits your eyes. Just practice as above.
By the way, I have also notified the person who will guide you, and he should contact you shortly. You can practice with him for a few days in the past two days. Although he is definitely not as good as me, he is more than enough to teach you. I'll come back in two days and go over to support you.
By the way, I can also talk to your friend Ji about this. You don’t have to worry about whether it will have any bad impact on him. Although she is being closely monitored now, as long as she doesn’t do evil, she will be fine.
So that’s it, bye~I’m going to go to the hot spring~
Without giving the slightest chance to interrupt, Wu Ming on the other end of the phone finished his words in one breath. After explaining everything, he hung up the phone in a hurry. Lin Jiaojiao couldn't help but wonder if he had experienced similar things. Several times, until the beeping busy tone came from the receiver, she could not react: What on earth is going on?
Before she could think about it, her cell phone started ringing one after another. The ringtones kept ringing, often being interrupted by the ringtone of the next message before the last one had finished ringing.
As Wu Ming said before, he did send some files, and they were all in PDF format.
What are these? Lin Jiaojiao looked at the files that came to her as if they were swiping across the screen. She gently slid her fingers on the screen. But as she saw the names of those files, her expression gradually became weirder and weirder. Leaves are as green as green onions flow, flying green onions are flying as green as green, twenty-three green onions are flying as green as green as green onions are flying in the sky, Dugu is nine green onions, Wei’s name is green green onion.
By the end of the sentence, the corners of her mouth were twitching crazily. His eyes gradually changed from weird to desperate, then he gradually gave up on treatment, and finally threw his phone on the bed in anger.
What the hell did you give me?
After a long time, she looked at the phone that had been thrown to the corner of the bed, and sighed and crawled over to pick it up.
Forget about the dead horse and treat it as a living horse doctor, let me see the eight leaves and one green onion, right?
When Lin Jiaojiao gave up on herself and read the sword manual sent by Wu Ming, determined to sharpen her sword in the next two days, and waited for contact, little did she know that her parents were carefully lying outside the door, listening to the movements in the room.
Mother Lin had a worried look on her face: when she came back, she poured everything on the table and hid in the room. She didn't even eat, and she cried on and off for almost an hour.
Could it be that she fell in love recently and was bullied by her boyfriend? Father Lin thought that for a long time recently, his daughter would sneak out whenever it was a holiday, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious. I started to get angry: Who is this bastard kid from? He actually dared to bully my daughter and made her cry so sadly. If I caught her, I would have to give that little bastard a good beating.
Keep your voice down. Mother Lin glared at him, put her finger to her lips to make a silent gesture, and then pointed at the door. Aren't you afraid that Jiaojiao might hear it?
So what if you heard it?
Do you have the nerve to say what you just said again in front of Jiaojiao?
I.
Go, go, don't be here
This is me, me, me. Hurry up and help me to prepare the meal. Mother Lin has already begun to push Father Lin out. Later, when I go in to deliver food to Jiaojiao, I will have a good chat with her and poke my head to see what is going on. Why are you so excited? Isn't it normal for children to fall in love at this age?
Father Lin turned his head in embarrassment: I'm just afraid that she didn't protect herself well and was deceived by the sweet talk of those brats.
Oops~ Who deceived me with those sweet words~?
However, Lin Jiaojiao didn't know that her parents had already had a subtle misunderstanding about her, and the misunderstanding had deepened unknowingly. Of course, even if she knew, it might not help. After all, she couldn't tell the truth to them, and it was so Even if she told the ridiculous truth truthfully, they would probably not believe it.
So she had no choice but to admit it.
Before dawn on Saturday, Lin Jiaojiao got up early, quietly slipped out of the house with a shopping bag, and rushed to the park she had made an appointment with last night, where she met the special training teacher Wu Ming introduced to her.
Are you the unlucky guy who got involved in extraordinary events one after another? Otto, who was wearing a thick plush hat and wrapped like a bear, looked Lin Jiaojiao up and down. For some reason, he vaguely felt that the person in front of him looked familiar. The latter specially put on sportswear that is easy to exercise for today and tomorrow's special training, and wore a warm down jacket outside. Her long hair was also tied into a ponytail. Her image was different from the previous female high school students. Small changes.
Even so, Otto still recognized who she was with his vague memory - an ordinary high school student who sometimes went to Wu Ming's house to have a meal.
Hearing herself being evaluated like this, she rolled her eyes speechlessly: I'm really sorry for being involved in extraordinary incidents one after another.
Even though the other person was wearing a thick plush hat and wrapped himself up like a bear, Lin Jiaojiao still recognized him - one of the chuunibyou who had been beaten so badly. Boss!
Oh, Otto shook his head. I have already heard the details from Wu Ming, but I still find it a bit unbelievable. Of course it's not that I don't believe what he said, I just want to open my eyes. Can green onions really be used as swords?
Well, I brought that green onion from home. You can try using it. Lin Jiaojiao seemed to have known that he would ask this question for a long time. She took out a green onion from the shopping bag and handed it to Otto.
It was secretly brought back to the room last night. After all, she was cut on the neck by someone holding a green onion before. She was cautious when she got home, in order to prevent her parents from cutting the green onion without knowing it. After eating it, her internal organs were cut like she was injured by green onions. She poured out the ingredients in the shopping bag, then wrapped the green onions in the shopping bag and sneaked them back into the room.
Otto frowned and took the green onion: Just by holding the green onion, you can't detect any abnormality from the touch, and you can't feel anything abnormal from the weight. It's not an iron tool disguised as a green onion. But when he held the root of the green onion and used it as a sword to unsheath it, he let out a soft groan of a sword being unsheathed.
And the body of the onion did not bend at all because he waved the green onion vigorously. Instead, it made a faint whistling sound as he waved it. Otto took the green onion and pulled out a few sword flowers, then twisted and slashed diagonally towards the park next to him. Stone statue!
Ding!
Accompanied by the crisp and sweet sound of gold and iron clashing, a string of sparks erupted.
There was a white mark on the base of the stone statue that looked like it had been struck by a sword or knife.
Ouch, it really is a sword! Otto took a breath. Even though he was an expert who often came into contact with extraordinary events, he couldn't help but be surprised. He looked at the green onion in his hand over and over, and carefully pinched it with his hands. The body of a green onion still feels like a green onion when pinched, but ordinary green onions cannot cut a hole in a stone statue, let alone produce sparks. What is going on?
I studied all night yesterday but couldn't figure out why. Then Lin Jiaojiao sighed with a deep expression.
Forget it, it's useless to think about it now. After all, Wu Ming just asked me to come over and teach you your sword skills. Otto, who has no clue after thinking about it
He quickly gave up searching for the root cause and looked around, as if he had discovered something. He walked to a tree and cut off a branch with a swipe of the green onion in his hand. Then he used the green onion to scrape off all the branches on the branch, chopped it into a long and straight stick and held it in his hand. After waving it a few times, he gave the green onion back to Lin Jiaojiao, that's it! Then I'll use this branch to fight you.
Lin Jiaojiao was stunned: Oh, it’s your branch
Otto smiled, then held the sheath with his left hand, making a gesture of sheathing the sword, and put the stick back into his left hand: What are you talking about, this is the sword of the brave.
I believe that many people have had the experience of playing with the branches they picked up as swords when they were young. Some even used the branches they picked up as the sword of the brave on the way home from school, and then took them with a few friends on the way home. Have an adventure along the branches.
Otto was no exception, and even though he had become a transcendent, perhaps because of the special nature of his transcendent profession, he still unconsciously fell into fantasy when he picked up the stick.
Did you just mistake the stick as a sword and have some strange associations? Lin Jiaojiao caught the subtle changes in his expression of intoxication and couldn't help but complain.
Her rants made Otto suddenly wake up. The latter put his hand on the stick with some irritation, as if he was about to draw his sword. Stop talking nonsense! Going to fuck, wolf!
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