The crazy boss took me to win in the world of cultivating immortals

Ouch~

Ning Moqing never imagined that she would eat Shuangming dog food one day in her lifetime.

He smiled brightly and joked: "Why don't you ask your brother about this? Your brother is so talented in literature."

"I asked."

Shuang Ming was very honest and told Ning Moqing without any concealment: "My brother said that no one else should get involved in such a small matter as replying to a letter."

"Just write whatever you think in your heart."

Ning Moqing nodded in agreement.

"Your brother is right."

"But……"

Shuang Ming touched his head and couldn't explain.

He simply reached into his arms and took out a crumpled letter from his arms and handed it to Ning Moqing.

Ning Moqing took it and opened it to take a look——

Excuse!

The ink hasn't dried yet, and there are black spots all over the paper.

Not only that, the person who wrote this letter obviously has a low level of education.

There are actually only a few words on the whole paper, but they are either typos or a cross is made to indicate that the writing is wrong.

Ning Moqing looked like an old man on the subway looking at her phone. She looked at it for a long time before raising her head and asking Shuang Ming.

"This is...you wrote it?"

Shuang Ming nodded, with a bitter look on his face.

For him, writing a letter is worse than going up a mountain of swords and going down a sea of ​​fire.

Ning Moqing didn't even talk about the content. Just talking about this page made her a little unbearable.

She asked: "Let's just say, if you made a typo or feel that your writing is not good, can you just change the paper?"

Although frugality is a virtue, there is really no need to be so frugal.

Shuang Ming answered honestly: "Let's just say, is there a possibility that this is the best one I've ever written?"

"..."

Ning Moqing expressed her conviction and gave him a thumbs up without hesitation.

Looking at the content of the letter again, the word "I" came back and forth.

There were several versions of this word alone. The one that finally took shape was not right yet.

[I] waited for a long time and started to get into the topic.

What kind of nonsense is [I’ve been fine recently, and I’m still the same as before when I have free time].

Then the letter disappeared.

Ning Moqing glanced at it, took a deep breath, reached out and patted Shuang Ming on the shoulder.

"Senior Brother Ninth, let's go to the academy."

The academy is where Xuanming Palace stores various books and is accessible to all disciples.

However, you must register before you enter and borrow books.

In terms of management, it is similar to the current library.

There are four treasures of study in the academy. During the day, since the disciples are all in class or training, there are not many people there, only the disciples who are in charge.

When Ning Moqing came with Shuang Ming, the disciple in charge hurriedly stepped forward to salute and asked what his orders were.

Ning Moqing said that she had no instructions and told him to do whatever he had to do.

Then he pressed Shuang Ming on a chair and asked him to grind the ink first.

Shuang Ming didn't know why, but he did it obediently.

After he finished it, he saw Ning Moqing coming over with four books. They were spread out one by one and placed in front of him.

The brush was filled with ink and the paper was laid out. Ning Moqing pointed to the word "I" on the first book and asked Shuang Ming to write it down.

With reference, Shuang Ming would not be so strenuous to write.

Because it’s something that requires no brain work!

He just writes whatever is written in the book, and that's it.

So, very quickly, the word "I" was written.

Although the posture of holding the pen is wrong, the writing is crooked and ugly.

But, at any rate, it’s true.

Moreover, the most important thing is sincerity!

Anyway, Ning Moqing looked satisfied, so she kept up her efforts, and then clicked the word "also" on the second book.

"Here, write this down."

Shuang Ming raised his eyes and saw that the strokes of this calligraphy were simple! Write! We still know each other!

The puppy wagged its tail on the spot to express its happiness, and then wrote it confidently.

Ning Moqing did not hesitate to praise it, and while praising it, she came to the third book.

This time she clicked on the word "think".

This word is much more difficult than the previous word [also].

Shuang Ming was quite excited just now, but now that she saw this word, her little head drooped.

He didn't recognize this word.

Qingfang's letter contains this word, but Qingfang's letter was read to him by his brother.

At this moment, Shuang Ming felt that there were too many strokes in this word, which gave her a headache and she really didn’t want to write.

The puppy's thoughts were so pure and simple, so the puppy asked Ning Moqing on the spot.

"Eleven, can you change the word? This is too difficult to write."

Ning Moqing was amused.

Dude, do you think I'm giving you homework?

How many words can you complete in a day to increase your knowledge?

I'm helping you reply to your letter to pursue your wife!

Change another word?

What about trouble?

She frowned and rejected him very seriously.

"No! Write quickly! Write carefully! Write it stroke by stroke!"

"I told you first, if you make a mistake, you have to change the paper and write again. Just be careful!"

"..."

Shuang Ming was speechless, Shuang Ming felt uncomfortable, Shuang Ming felt that his current situation was comparable to being executed!

but……

Qingfang's letter must be answered. It's rare that Shi Yi is teaching him well now.

Puppies know how to comfort themselves. After cheering themselves up in various ways, they will start writing the word "think" seriously, one stroke at a time.

When it was finally completed, this word was obviously much larger than the previous two words.

He looked at Ning Moqing pitifully, thinking that Ning Moqing would not let him pass.

Unexpectedly, Ning Moqing thought it was okay and didn't ask him to rewrite it.

And the last word is the word "you".

Taken together, it’s [I miss you too].

Simple and clear, easy to understand.

Putting aside all kinds of fancy nonsense literature, these four words are enough.

Shuang Ming had finished writing it all and was still sitting there obediently waiting for the follow-up.

As a result, Ning Moqing directly picked it up and blew on it, indicating that it was ready.

Shuang Ming was puzzled and asked with questions on his forehead: "Is this enough? Just these four words?"

On weekdays, when he saw his brother replying to letters or something, he would always write a lot of them eloquently.

It should be at least one page!

How come it's just four words when you get to him?

A four-word letter? What can be expressed?

Ning Moqing raised her eyebrows at him and teased: "What? Too few? Then...write two more?"

Shuang Ming wanted to write more, just like Qingfang, about what happened to him recently, or about the sect.

Anyway, it's always good to talk a little more.

Unfortunately, I can’t write, and I don’t know how to write, so I’ve been struggling.

Now he finally had someone to teach him, and he trusted Ning Moqing very much and felt that his junior sister was definitely reliable.

So after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and nodded as if he had made up his mind.

"Yeah! Let's write two more!"

After saying this, Shuang Ming remembered something and then asked: "By the way, what do I write in these four words? What do I mean to you?"

Shuang Ming knows three of these four words.

To be honest, he has made great progress since he left Frost Snow City and came to the human world.

Ning Moqing didn't even blink and replied directly: "It said [I miss you too]~"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ning Moqing had already found another word from the book.

He clicked and pointed it to Shuang Ming: "Write two more, right? Then write this one."

"For this word, pronounce [love]. Then add the word [you]."

"Together it means - [love you]."

"There are a lot of strokes. How about you try harder?"

"..."

The puppy didn't speak, but the tips of its ears began to turn red again.