night--
The rain gradually stopped.
Li Qingran looked at the amulet in his hand nervously, preparing to take the last step.
The first step is to replenish the amulet with spiritual energy.
She had no idea how much spiritual energy was needed to make the amulet from the remaining materials of the Immortal Grade Banner. She only knew that she had to use up all 50 spiritual energy and drain her own spiritual energy before she could barely fill the amulet with the spiritual energy needed to activate it.
She rubbed her pale face and took a deep breath: "Next is the second step!"
Carve your name!
The maker of the amulet used his own blood as ink to write the name of the person being protected on the amulet.
This step was obviously the easiest, but Li Qingran was even more nervous than before.
"Write well, write well, definitely write well..."
She muttered to herself, and finally wrote the words "Chen Huai'an" on the amulet.
But on her face was a smile that was uglier than crying: "It's over, this is even more funny..."
The words on the amulet were twisted and distorted, and even uglier than a dog's crawling.
Li Qingran has a natural weakness - her handwriting is ugly.
It's not that she was crude and barbaric. Mainly, before she entered Qingyun Sect, she was the daughter of a military commander. Although her parents asked her to learn some girlly skills since she was a child, she had no interest at all. All her attention was focused on horseback riding, gunmanship, archery, and offensive techniques that were only used in the battlefield to kill enemies.
At that time, she cried when her parents forced her to learn to write.
Pick up the gun and mount the horse, and you don't need to write beautiful words to kill the enemy.
Now she regrets it.
If she were given another chance, she would definitely learn to write from her parents.
"Dad once said that the most important gift is the thought behind it." Li Qingran waved his fist to encourage himself and took the last step - gifting luck.
As the name suggests, it means giving luck to others.
The luck of heaven and earth is in all directions, and where there is increase there is decrease.
Fortunately, with the amulet as a medium, this good luck is only sent temporarily.
But after giving it away, the person who receives the gift will suffer from bad luck and be unlucky for a while.
But Li Qingran felt that it was no big deal. Regardless of whether the seniors needed this meager luck or not, she just hoped that the seniors would be safe and sound.
Using a secret method to seal the luck into the amulet, Li Qingran's complexion became visibly worse, but she was smiling happily.
"Put this amulet on the table for now."
Li Qingran kowtowed towards the roof, not caring whether the senior could hear him or not. He thought that he was sure to hear him.
"I, Qingran, am grateful for your care and recovery. I feel I cannot repay you, so I made a special amulet for you! Although the gift is small, it is a sincere gift from Qingran... I hope you will not reject it."
After saying this, she lowered her head, but glanced upwards nervously, looking carefully at the amulet on the table.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
Swish——!
The amulet disappeared.
The senior accepted her gift!
Li Qingran was delighted and smiled unconsciously. He said shyly, "Thank you for not disdaining my stupidity, hehe."
After a busy night, her injuries had just healed and she was now exhausted both physically and mentally.
I turned back to bed, and immediately felt sleepy.
It was the first time in half a month that she slept on such a soft bed, and sleepiness immediately crept into her mind.
But she still looked at the ceiling, struggled, and hummed something in a daze.
"Good night, senior..."
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"Song Jiaojiao, you have made a lot of progress in your cultivation recently. Have you reached the ninth level of Qi training? That's perfect. I have something for you to do."
"You say."
"Help me kill Li Qingran!"
"Ah? Killing Li Qingran?! Are you still upset about that?"
"Hmph, so what? Li Qingran's reputation in the sect has been ruined. It doesn't matter if she dies. She deserves to die! Besides, if you just handle it more cleanly, you can completely attribute her death to the monster in Wanqing Mountain... Be good~ You did a good job on this matter, and I will help you get a foundation-building pill."
"Build...Build Foundation Pill? Okay, okay! Wait for my good news!"
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The next morning, it was still dark.
The first thing Chen Huai'an did was to activate "Electronic Girlfriend".
【You have 131 days left to live】
"Nerve!"
What kind of game is this? That’s all I say right at the start.
He knew he had a terminal illness, but a mere game could predict when he would die.
funny!
However, Chen Huai'an thought again and realized that this must mean that his "predecessor" character in the game will die in 131 days. But since it is a game, there will definitely be a corresponding solution later.
“Tsk, when my relationship with Li Qingran is getting better and better, I, your senior, will also die soon, and then you want me to spend money to stay alive? I have seen through your tricks of spending money!” Chen Huaian smiled coldly.
Then another prompt popped up.
[Because you deduced the secrets of heaven, you were attacked by the way of heaven and your luck was damaged. 】
[Today's hexagram: Li - Minor luck - Suitable for marriage, avoid climbing mountains]
[Tomorrow's hexagram: Zhen - bad - it is advisable to clean up, avoid climbing mountains]
"Oh, does it count?" Chen Huai'an curled his lips and said, "I, Chen Huai'an, have already stepped half of my feet into the Yanwang Palace. What is there to be afraid of?"
And he is suffering from a terminal disease, so every day should be bad. It is obvious that this game is just a bunch of random calculations. Don't trust me.
However, Chen Huai'an himself is somewhat interested in this kind of mysterious thing.
So I went to Baidu with a little curiosity: the so-called Zhen Gua indicates thunder and lightning, which corresponds to the human feet. Generally, if the Zhen Gua is paired with a fierce situation, it is not advisable to walk. Fierce is easy to understand, and the most fierce is the fierce, which is second only to the most fierce, indicating serious injuries, missing arms and legs, etc.
How can he be killed by lightning while climbing a mountain?!
He checked the weather forecast again.
The temperature in Lushan will be over 10 degrees today and tomorrow. Where can we find rain?
Cross out the two prompt boxes as they block Li Qingran's beautiful sleeping face.
Li Qingran was still sleeping. This girl had a good sleeping posture and didn't move all night. But for some reason, she didn't look very good. He went to bed after reading the guide to Lushan last night and didn't pay attention to Li Qingran's situation. Anyway, before he went to bed, Li Qingran was still meditating and practicing. It should be said that this girl is really hardworking. She practices whenever she has time, like a perpetual motion machine.
He touched Li Qingran's face and looked at Li Qingran's message.
Found an additional debuff: Luck Loss.
"Strange, could it be that the deduction of the secrets of heaven would also affect Li Qingran?" After thinking about it, it seemed that this was the only reason.
[Status: Sleeping]
[Current Favorability 25 (Admiration)]
[When the favorability reaches 25, a small gift will be triggered]
[Your electronic girlfriend 'Li Qingran' has made a small gift for you, which has been delivered]
"Gift system, it's quite common."
Chen Huai'an touched his chin and nodded, but he searched for a long time but couldn't find Li Qingran's gift in his game backpack.
There is no such thing as a mailbox.
This game is very demanding, and you won’t get hundreds of free draws when the server is launched.
"It probably hasn't been refreshed yet." Chen Huai'an made such a guess.
Some small workshop games are like this.
The announcement is updated quickly and a lot of props are updated. Maybe they will be available by eight or nine in the morning.
Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door behind.
Confused, Chen Huai'an opened the door, but there was no one there.
Just as I was about to close the door, I looked down and caught a glimpse of a palm-sized express box.
"Hey? I didn't buy anything, and who would deliver the package at five in the morning..."
He picked up the box.
There is no courier company logo or tracking number on the label.
There is only one row of small words in italics:
＜A small gift from Li Qingran＞-Received by Mr. Chen.
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