Haidong in early winter, so peaceful and quiet, continuous drizzle keeps falling, gently lapping this small coastal city in northern Jiangsu, as if from the mother's caresse!

The night was already deep

Outside the window, the whistling north wind roared violently, the wind swept the clouds and kept squirming back and forth, rolling thunder was heard from the dark clouds from time to time, and the electric light kept flashing, all of which indicated that a violent storm was coming!

In the small and dilapidated room, the slowly rising smoke overlaps with light and shadow, and the air is filled with the smell of musty and smoke mixed together due to dampness, which is extremely unpleasant, and the long-term dark and damp has caused the wall skin around the wall to begin to fall off!

There was nothing but a wooden bed made of bricks, an old computer and a desk.

"Sizzle" ...

Smoking the cigarette in his hand one after another, a large amount of nicotine was swallowed into his lungs, stirring the central nervous system of the brain.

"Whew"...

When the last puff of cigarette was slowly spit out, Qin Jian snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, and looked at the time bar in the lower right corner of the computer screen, 2014/12/25, 23:50, there are still 10 minutes before the start of his live broadcast.

Get up, go to the window, stretch, yawn, move your stiff neck and limbs...

As soon as he pushed open the window, the cold night wind instantly swept the raindrops head-on, which immediately made him shiver, just as he was about to close the window, suddenly there was a burst of lightning and thunder, crackling, and a lightning bolt the thickness of a baby's arm fell from the sky with lightning speed, instantly knocking down Qin Jian who was standing in front of the window, poor he didn't know what was happening!

To say that a normal person was struck by lightning, he might be immediately split into black charcoal, but Qin Jian's body didn't look abnormal on the surface, as if he had just fainted...

Looking closely, it turned out that when the lightning struck instantly, most of them hit a black wooden card worn on Qin Jian's chest, and it was the black wooden card that resisted most of the thunder and lightning for him, thus saving him, only a trace fell on Qin Jian, but even this trace is not something that ordinary people can bear!

Then again, how can a wooden tile withstand a powerful strike from the sky and remain intact?

At this moment, suddenly, the black wooden card worn on Qin Jian's chest was overflowing, constantly rotating and shaking, as if something was about to break out of the body, as the frequency of rotation became faster and faster, the shaking amplitude became larger and larger, and after a while, only listened to the "bang" Fortunately, Qin Jian's place of residence was an urban village, plus there was a thunderstorm outside, and it was late at night, so no one paid attention to this vision, just after this dazzling white light lasted for about ten seconds, the brilliance gradually faded, and the wooden sign disappeared, but I saw an old man with white hair, about sixty years old, and a thick white beard on his chin, appeared in the room out of thin air...

I saw him slowly come to Qin Jian, who had fainted on the ground, carefully checked his physical condition, and after confirming that there was no major problem, he slowly picked up Qin Jian and put him on the bed.

What the hell is a big living person appearing in the room out of thin air?

At this moment, Qin Jian, who had been in a coma for a long time, woke up slowly, and as soon as he opened his eyes, "Ah"... "It hurts, my head, it hurts me to death"...

Qin Jian, who recovered after a while, found that he was lying on the bed at some point, what's wrong with me? Why did I fall asleep? Oh no, I haven't broadcast live yet!

Just as Qin Jian was about to get up and get out of bed, a white-bearded old man instantly appeared beside him, ready to help him up.

"Ah・・・・・ a loud decibel noise sounded

"Who are you? How did you get in?

Qin Jian looked at the stranger who suddenly appeared in front of him, he was instantly frightened, he crawled out of bed and hid in the corner, at this moment, he was really crying, completely frightened, his heart beat faster, it was difficult to breathe, his legs trembled, at this moment, he seemed to smell death.

Who wakes up and suddenly finds a stranger suddenly standing in front of him, who is not afraid?

"Master, do not be afraid, I am a Cambodian slave, your most faithful servant. The old man stood in front of Qin Jian with his head bowed and said respectfully.

Strange to say, the moment he heard the old man speak, Qin Jian's heart was unusually peaceful, without the previous fear, without the initial panic, and even felt very kind, he slowly raised his head, looked at the stranger in front of him, and suddenly felt that he was very kind, not so frightening, and felt like his grandfather standing in front of him.

Seeing that Qin Jian's love gradually stabilized, the old man slowly came to Qin Jian's side and helped him to sit on the bed, the strange thing is that at this moment, Qin Jian was like being hypnotized, surprisingly did not resist, did not resist, just let the old man help him.

After Qin Jian sat down, the old man slowly said to him, "Master, do you remember the black wooden plaque you have been wearing?"

"Black wooden card"?"Ah, why is my black wooden card missing? As soon as Qin Jian heard the old man mention the black wooden card, he hurriedly checked the wooden card on his chest that he had been wearing for a long time.

Speaking of this wooden plaque, Qin Jian inadvertently bought it for 50 yuan from a street stall vendor on the side of the road, and at first he felt that he looked comfortable, so he bought it without thinking much and wore it on his chest all the time!

Why is my wooden card gone? How can it be gone? Qin Jian said anxiously.

The "master" wooden card is still there, but it is not an ordinary wooden card, but a magical magic card, and I am the servant of the magic card, the Cambodian slave. The old man looked at Qin Jian and said slowly.

Listening to what the old man said, Qin Jian's eyes were glazed, his brain had lost the ability to think, and the vibration in his heart was no less than an eighth-magnitude earthquake.

After a brief loss of consciousness...

"What the hell is going on? Hallucination? This is incredible", am I dreaming? This is also too weird? Qin Jian felt that there were countless little stars hovering around his head, and as an atheist, he couldn't accept what the old man said.

Looking at Qin Jian's reaction, the old man always stood aside with his head down, smiling.

This qiē was all based on the fact that the old man had just used some calming magic on Qin Jian, which allowed Qin Jian to listen to him calmly, if it was an ordinary person, he would have been confused a long time ago.

Qin Jian, who had been staying for a long time, mustered up the courage and asked weakly: "That, grandpa, what is the magic Cambodia you just said?"

The old man looked at him and replied respectfully: "Master, you can call me a Cambodian slave, a magic Cambodia, and in layman's terms, it is the same as what you call an invitation, what is a magic Cambodia? For example, when an ordinary person sends an invitation, others can refuse or even ignore it, but what the magic Cambodia invites is a soul, as long as it is a human being, no one can refuse the request of the magic Cambodia, no matter where he is, what he is doing?" Know or don't know, as long as you know its name, some specific information, you can summon Cambodia, I will send the magic Cambodia according to your request, of course, one thing is very important, you can't ask the recipient to do anything bad, otherwise the magic Cambodia will lose its magic nature, no longer appear.

Every time you summon a magic card, you will bring out a Cambodian messenger, who will be responsible for delivering the magic card to the invitee, and from the moment the magic card is issued, he will protect the invitee to complete the magic card request until it is withdrawn by the owner!

After listening to the old man's story, Qin Jian was both shocked and inexplicably excited.

This magic card is too against the sky, isn't it!" "Of course, you are the master of the Magic Khmer, and of course you will use it!" replied the old man.

But why did Mo Cambodia choose me? Could it be that I chose the wrong one? I am just an ordinary person who can't be more ordinary? This can't be that he is dreaming again, right? Thinking of this, Qin Jian began to suffer from gains and losses, and his character seemed to have never been so good, and he even let himself encounter the beautiful things that fell from the sky.

The old man seemed to understand Qin Jian's thoughts, and said to him:

"Master, the Demon Khmer Chooses the Lord, it is destined, you don't have to worry!

At this time, Qin Jian suddenly remembered his name?

Qin Jian?Invitation?

Could it be that one of these reasons has been arranged a long time ago?