The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 1304 Hero, Dried This Bowl of Chicken Soup (92)

Even Mo stretched out his hand... Jiuye looked at it, and couldn't burn this piece of paper now... and couldn't make any small moves...

"Young master Ye, what's your business?" Nangong Wubing's attitude towards Jiuye was rather cold.

"I... I'll come and have a look." Jiuye said, "Young Master Nangong, what is that?"

"A paper."

"On the paper, but there are words written on it?"

"It is indeed written."

"What words are written on it?" Jiuye asked.

"This, you don't need to ask." Nangong Wubing said indifferently.

What are you asking so much for?
Can't I just ask?Jiuye glanced at him slightly.

"Mr. Nangong, you are writing to Hero Lian." Jiuye said, "Mr. Nangong, if you have something to say, why do you write it on paper?" Jiuye smiled slightly, walked over, Sit down by yourself.

Nangong Wubing and Lian Mo were also sitting.

Lian Mo brought the paper over, but didn't read it.

Jiuye is here, and Nangong Wubing doesn't want Lian Mo to watch it now.

Everyone sat in peace.

"It's not easy for me to tell Brother Lian Mo about this matter." Nangong Wubing said.

"What is there to say?" Jiuye said.

"Oh, I told you, you don't understand either." Nangong Wubing waved his hand to him.

"How could I not understand? As long as you say it, I will understand." Jiuye said.

"You don't understand." He shook his head and insisted on his opinion.

Jiuye smiled.

"Master Ye, are you okay?" Nangong Wubing asked.

"Uh...I have nothing to do..." Jiuye frowned, was he trying to drive him away?
"Master Ye, I have something I want to tell Brother Lian Mo, it's not convenient for you to be here." Nangong Wubing said, and indirectly issued an order to evict him.

Jiuye looked at him and said to himself: No matter how hard you defend, you can't guard against his heart...

"Okay." After Jiuye said that, he stood up and left.

The lightbulb finally went away.Nangong Wuyi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Lian Mo, you, open this piece of paper and read." Nangong Wubing said.

Even Mo Wenyan had no choice but to nod, and opened this piece of paper. Unexpectedly, this piece of paper came after opening it, looking forward to the words on it. However, when the paper was fully opened, it was completely white, without any trace. No ink.

Seeing this, Lian Mo turned the paper over, thinking that he had taken the wrong side, but when he turned it over to the other side, there was still no ink on it.

"This..." Lian Mo looked at the paper, looking left and right.

"Wu Bian." Lian Mo shouted, "Did you use any special means for this piece of paper?"

For example, a piece of paper may seem blank, with no ink at all. However, if you soak it in water, bake it over a fire, or use some other method, you can see the words.

"No, no special means were used." Nangong Wubing looked puzzled.

It can also be a look of confusion.

"Then why, there is no word on this piece of paper?" Lian Mo asked him.

"Uh... no words?" Nangong Wubing couldn't believe it, he looked up, left and right, there were indeed no words on this piece of paper.

He clearly remembered that he wrote a piece of paper, folded it, and brought it here.

How come there is no writing on this piece of paper?
"No disease, you, have you forgotten?" Lian Mo asked him.

Did you forget to fold a piece of paper without words?

"Uh... no, it can't be. I remember that when I came to the inn just now, I went directly to the guest room to write. After I finished writing, I folded it, and then came here to find Brother Lian Mo... He said, "How could I remember it wrong?"

(End of this chapter)