Chapter 34 The True Information of the Blank Envelope

When Liu Ye woke up again, he was already lying on the bed in the room, the space outside the window was silent, the boundary stone glowed with a faint green light, and only Ouyang Gu's magic blasted out a pit on the ground, confirming that the battle just now was not a dream. The dead wood staff was next to the pillow, emitting a soft light for a while, Liu Ye reached out and held it, the handle of the staff was a little cold, a bit like the touch of water.

"Ahh

"Ah, you're there. Liu Ye sat up and patted Mona, his voice weak. The past two days have been too tiring, first in the 'tears' infiltration, and then with the fight with the strange man wearing the fanged mask, and when the serious injury has not healed, he was attacked by four ugly strong man robots, and not long after the transfer, he was forced to the brink of life and death by the sudden appearance of the crying face mask man, and he didn't even have a chance to breathe. The only two times I slept was unconscious......

"Mona, why are you so close to me?"

"Ahh

"Alas-" Liu Ye sighed, lay down, and closed his eyes, "Today is ...... I hope there will be no more incidents before New Year's Day this time. ā€

"You're not asking too much!" said a young girl full of energy.

"Shilan!" Liu Ye sat up suddenly, "When did you wake up?"

The girl stood at the door of the room, wearing a white nightdress, with a very detailed hollow peach blossom pattern on the neckline, cuffs and skirt. The shoulder-length black hair was loose and loose, and his face was still a little weak white, but he was in good spirits.

"Hey, hey. Shi Lan smiled sweetly, her eyes narrowed into a crooked crescent, and she ran to Liu Ye's bed and sat down, "Just now." ā€

"Your wounds...... Are you all right?" Liu Ye asked her worriedly.

"It's okay. Hey, don't just talk about me, what about you? You were so much more hurt than I was. Shi Lan touched the tips of Liu Ye's hair like a kitten.

"I—I woke up much earlier than you. Liu Ye didn't resist, so he let Shi Lan hold it.

"Okay, I'm leaving. Shi Lan jumped up lightly and walked towards the door, "You lie down first, I'm going to practice." ā€

"Practice?"

"Yes, practice. Shi Lan looked back and smiled, "I want to become a super powerful magician, just like Sister Tang Yin." ā€

"Hey. "Liu Ye wanted to say that you don't have to fight so hard if you are not in good health, but Shilan has already closed the door. He touched his chin and pulled out the plastic bag containing the envelope and the small key from the inside pocket of his jacket.

opened the envelope and took out the stationery inside, Liu Ye shone it against the lamp, but it was still blank, without a word.

"Still can't you see it......" Liu Ye took the letter and lay down, he didn't think that there was really nothing on this paper, the guy with the same voice as Baili Ming must have conveyed something to himself.

"Does she really want to kill me?" Liu Ye put the letter to his chest and stared at the ceiling in a daze. The whitewashed ceiling is inlaid with six small lights in a ring, each bright.

There are too many mysteries, and I can't figure it out for a while, Liu Ye doesn't know what to do now.

At this time, he thought of the book Yan Heling gave him, "Array of Soul" written by James J. Laughter, the greatest magician of the last century.

He rolled out of bed, habitually trying to open the suitcase, but suddenly realized that the suitcase he had brought from Century Dawn had been lost yesterday when it was attacked by those ugly strong robots. Even if you risk being exposed, there's a good chance that the box would have been blown to dust.

"Hemp, I'm in trouble. Liu Ye's face couldn't help twitching a little, "Although that book is not an original text, it is also a collection in Yan Heling's library, I'm afraid it's worth a lot of money......

Thinking of the kind-looking old man who was always wearing the same Tang costume in different colors, Liu Ye inexplicably felt scared.

"Huh?" Liu Ye, who was frantically rubbing his cheeks, found that the letter paper that he had just been casually thrown on the pillow suddenly flashed with a red light, and then lines of words quickly appeared, he quickly picked it up, but in a blink of an eye, the words disappeared again, and the letter paper no longer emitted red light.

"What's going on?" Liu Ye frowned, and flipped through the letter several times, but those words were just a flash in the pan, and now there is no trace at all.

His gaze moved to the place where the letter had just been, where the deadwood staff lay silently, glowing softly.

His eyes wandered back and forth between the letter paper and the deadwood staff a few times, and Liu Ye gently put the letterpaper back on the deadwood staff.

As soon as the two came into contact, the letter paper flashed red again, and lines of text resurfaced.

"She wrote to me three months ago, before I had a deadwood staff with me. Liu Ye felt a little pain in his head, and couldn't help but rub his temples, "Could it be that she already knew that I would get this wand?"

The scene when he and Shi Lan chose the wand came to mind at that time, and twice in a row, only this wand was the only one of the seven magic weapons that flew out.

Looking back on the experience of the past few months, Liu Ye has a strange feeling in his heart that he is walking on a road that has been designed by others.

He picked up the deadwood cane and the letter paper, and carefully read the words on it, which were written in flowery English, and looked a little difficult.

"When you read this letter, I have been out of this world for a long time. ā€

"My dear friend, you must be a good magician, perhaps you have heard my name and known my story. Oh yes, I'm sorry I forgot to introduce myself. ā€

"My name is, James J. Laughen, a poor and stubborn magician known as the 'God of Magic'. ā€

"When did you get this letter? I don't know, but it must be in the distant future. At that time, I was already dead, in the conventional sense, I had lost my body, and my soul had left this world. The person who brought you this letter was very unexpected, oh sorry, you must be curious why I said that. Because I sneaked a peek into the future and learned your name. ā€

"Liu Ye. ā€

"You probably have a contemptible book on hand, it's called 'Soul Array', it's full of all kinds of nonsense, I suggest you read it, but don't read it at this time, it will cause you a lot of trouble. Yes, the real content of that book is not suitable for disclosure, at least not right now. You can open it at the right time, and the Deadwood Staff will reveal to you everything I have hidden in the book. Oh yes, please find the original text. The books in the above passage are valid only for the original texts. ā€

"Oh, Deadwood, please treat it well, it's a very cute little fellow, and trust me, if you give it your heart, it will help you unexpectedly. When you are lost and overwhelmed, it will guide you to the right path. ā€

"What do you think of the world, child? Is there anything more absurd than the existence of a world where magic and science coexist? Yes, of course, human existence is an even more irrational thing. However, it is very strange and strange that this does not affect the coexistence of magic and science, there should not be two sets of rules for the operation of a world, the laws of the universe are the same, and only one equation is needed to describe everything. So magicians hate science, they think it's sad and ridiculous to understand the world in that way, magic is the law that directly uses the original power of this world, no matter what kind of school, but there are slight differences in the way of saying and method, the essence is the same, magic is a bridge to the real communication with the world, magicians are bridge builders. But I don't really agree with this point of view, there are a lot of problems that it can't explain. ā€

"Oh, all sorts of stuff are too far, I have discussed the above in detail in the "Soul Array", you can read it to your heart's content, and get your own thoughts, I hope you can go further and be able to get closer to the reality of this world than I am. ā€

"By the way, please allow me to go into more verbose, don't read that book now, it will get you in big trouble. But my concern is probably unfounded, as it's likely to have been put away by some people and hidden in their libraries. It doesn't matter, the Deadwood Staff will take you to pick it up at the right time, and the book belongs only to you. ā€

"Do you believe in gods? This question may seem ridiculous to you, but the countless moons in orbit have made every corner of this beautiful planet invisible, and there is no civilization of equal intelligence found in the vast space of hundreds of light-years. You must have been shaken by the magic. But here's what you think: even if magic exists, it doesn't mean that gods exist, magic can be explained in many ways, and in the scientific world, there is no need for the assumption of 'gods'. ā€

"But unfortunately, I'm going to tell you that gods exist. ā€

"You are the one chosen by the gods. ā€

"That's why you're getting involved in a series of events, and you're going to have to keep going through all sorts of things over and over the next few years that will eventually confirm what I said, son, 'You're the chosen by the gods.'" ā€

"As a reward for the lucky ones, I gave you a small gift. ā€

"It will bring you good luck. ā€

Liu Ye frowned, spread out the palm of his right hand, and a key lay there quietly, which was transformed by the black cane in her hand when the Crying Face Mask Man first appeared three months ago.

Now that he learned the true content of the letter, Liu Ye felt shocked on the one hand, but on the other hand, he felt that something was wrong.

Is the letter true? Is this man who calls himself James J. Laughter really the great 'God of Magic'?