"Hello, Courier!"

The sound outside the door reached Jiang Xun's ears, and Jiang Xun, who was busy in the hall, immediately stood up, trotted all the way to the door, and after opening the security door, he saw a courier dressed in green.

"Mr. Jiang, it's your courier again."

The courier smiled and handed over the pen: "Let's sign here...... Are you moving? How to use express delivery, how troublesome is this? ”

Because there are so many things I bought in the past few days, that I have become familiar with the courier, Jiang Xun replied casually: "It's true that I've moved, but these are all daily necessities bought from the Internet, not moved." ”

After a simple chat, after signing, the courier continued to deliver the goods, while Jiang Xun held the small box and returned to the small horse in the hall, while thinking about what he was buying.

Jiang Xun immediately turned out a screwdriver, and dismantled the express delivery with great interest, while dismantling it, he sighed at the convenience of his current life.

Jiang Xun, an aspiring young man who has let go of his ideals.

When he was in high school, his parents died, and his life was full of ups and downs.

I usually like to surf the Internet, read novels, play games, and have been an up master on the well-known video site giligili.

After graduating from university, he immediately joined a construction company in Gaohai and worked in the construction industry, giving full play to his residual heat in civil engineering.

After working for a year, Jiang Xun successfully realized that civil engineering dogs were not dry, and he had become a well-known up master on the Internet, so he resolutely decided to run away with a bucket and returned to his hometown Zhenhai City from Gaohai City, ready to start his Internet career.

Although his parents died in a car accident, they also left him a house and an inheritance of 80,000 yuan.

Thereupon.

Between Gao Hai continuing to be a social animal or going back to his hometown to enjoy life, Jiang Xun chose the latter without hesitation, and was ready to go back to his hometown to play live broadcasts, make videos, and become a glorious up master.

In fact, Zhenhai City is not bad, it is the first in the province's economy, but compared with Gaohai, it is indeed 100 million points worse.

He has a small man surnamed Chen, who writes online articles, and after graduating from college, he stayed in Gaohai and did not leave, saying that he wanted to make a name for himself by writing novels.

In this regard, Jiang Xun's evaluation is that you are pure and sick, and you haven't made much money writing novels, shouldn't this kind of freelance work go back to your hometown, what are you doing in Gaohai, challenging the limit?

I heard that I am hungry now, and I guess I will be going to the street to ask for food in two days.

Dogs write novels.

Jiang Xun thought about it while dismantling the express.

The screwdriver cut the tape, the bubble wrap was pulled out by Jiang Xun, Jiang Xun pressed it twice, and he let go after a while, and soon, a simple and dignified box appeared in front of him.

"Hey, what is this?"

Jiang Xun was a little surprised, he thought about it, and he didn't know what he had bought for a while, in his memory, he didn't seem to have bought this thing.

But the recipient's address is really not wrong, what is it?

Jiang Xun opened this simple and dignified box with some hesitation, and in an instant, a wonderful sense of qi came to his face, as if there was a fairy qi, which directly dispelled the restlessness on his body, and made him feel a little cool in an instant.

There was only one book in it, a thick book.

"Did I buy the book?"

Jiang Xun hesitated slightly, but he was still very curious and took out the thick book.

After starting it, Jiang Xun felt a heavy feeling, he had never seen such a heavy book on weekdays: it didn't look very big, but it felt like there was an iron ball in his hand.

There are seven gilt characters written on the book cover, what is the specific word Jiang Xun is a little Zhangyu, I can't understand it, but I feel that this book is a little unusual.

"What kind of book is this, why is there not a word, a wordless book in heaven?"

Jiang Xun was very curious about this magical book, and couldn't help but turn a page, only to find that it was as blank as a blank piece of paper, and there was nothing.

"Huh?"

After a slight burst of surprise, Jiang Xun quickly flipped it over, and found that the dozens of pages behind it were like this, blank, and there was not even a grid, which couldn't help but make Jiang Xun disappointed, and couldn't help but say: "It turned out to be a notebook?" With such a heavy notebook, is the merchant in the head water, who is idle and has nothing to do with such a heavy notebook. ”

After complaining, Jiang Xun put the heavy book on the table, and then began to organize his belongings.

After all, I just moved back, and some things haven't been installed yet, and the most important thing for me at the moment is to do these well.

After about half an hour of busyness, Jiang Xun looked at the time, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

When the lunch break time comes, the lunch break helps digestion and absorption, restores energy and protects the cervical spine and lumbar spine.

At this moment, the books on the table suddenly began to tremble slightly, and the originally blank paper suddenly began to write different words.

"Identification of the shovel officer: Jiang Xun ......"

"Turning to page 9, page 9 history determines ......"

"Start drawing, get ready to summon ......"

A few lines of small words slowly appeared on the paper, and the next moment, they suddenly disappeared again, and different colors began to dance on the white paper.

A few strokes like clouds and brocade, like flowing water, appeared on this white paper, and under a burst of golden iron horses, the whole picture scroll seemed to move.

With a gray mist and corpses strewn across the foreground, the lonely emperor stood like a lion in front of the artillery, commanding his army and organizing a final counterattack.

And on the side of the scroll, a line of information quietly appeared.

"Napoleon Wang"

"On this page: Battle of Waterloo"

"Class: Emperor, Prison Breaker, Island Guardian"

"Introduction: The French can only win the battle under the leadership of shorties, women and foreigners, and if France has a short woman from a foreign country as its leader, then France will be invincible."

……

Taking a nap was a very pleasant time, and in the confusion, Jiang Xun felt as if he was being pushed by something.

What's the beep?

Jiang Xun was a little irritable, and secretly scolded in his heart who was so eyeless that he would disturb the old man's nap.

This pushing continued, Jiang Xun was annoyed, so he could only yawn and wake up from the dream.

A dream of winning the lottery, but unfortunately it didn't continue.

Jiang Xun felt a little regretful deeply, and at the same time as he opened his eyes, he suddenly found that a dog's head was constantly sticking out his tongue and staring at him.

"Huh?"

Jiang Xun was a little stunned, he rubbed his eyes, looked at it again, and after making sure that he was not mistaken, he directly sat up, sat up from the bed, and stared at the dog that suddenly appeared in his house.

This dog has slender bones, light movements, graceful and lively, and looks a little cute, according to Jiang Xun's foresight, this dog should be a butterfly dog.

It's just that the only flaw is that this dog looks a little short, it seems to be a bantam, it looks quite cute, there is a pocket beauty, much shorter than a normal butterfly dog.

What's going on?

Before Jiang Xun could react, he saw that the butterfly dog had already jumped on Jiang Xun's bed, and suddenly said loudly:

"Hey my friend! I hear the trumpet of the times, my soldiers are calling my name, my empire needs us! I think we're going to go, don't you think? Woof! ”

"I'm super, the dog can talk!"

Jiang Xun only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he was almost stunned by the dog.

At this moment, Jiang Xun had only one thought in his mind.

Hey, how can this dog still say that the taste of a translated cavity is really terrible, worse than Aunt Jennifer's apple pie next door!

Looks like I really should have kicked you hard in Uncle Benjamin's spiked boots!