C42 River styx handwritten letter

In the distance, the dark and gloomy sky formed a line with the horizon.

On the wide surface of the river, scarlet streams of water were flowing. Furthermore, they were bubbling nonstop, as if they were boiling.

From time to time, a few shriveled and rotten hands would struggle out from under the river, but they would powerlessly sink back into the river.

Waves of cold wind blew, and a fishy stench filled the air.

There were strange flowers everywhere, but most of them were already withered.

However, those flowers were very beautiful. The lanceolate petals were red and white, curling back and forming a wavy pattern on the edges. It was as if they could make one feel at peace.

However, if one looked closely, it was not difficult to discover that there were black lines within the petals, as if something had corroded them.

The surrounding ground was covered in dried up soil. Large cracks could be seen and a blade of grass would occasionally struggle out from the cracks in the ground. It was also dark yellow in color and gently swayed in the wind.

All of this made the lone swing on the shore seem even more eerie and eerie.

The frame of the swing appeared to be made of bone, as if the bones of the legs were connected to each other. The two red ropes seemed to be soaked in blood, and were dark red in color.

The swing was bloodstained and its material was no longer recognizable.

Along with the little girl's laughter, it lingered on this piece of empty ground, causing Zhang Chao's entire body to tremble from the chill.

He wanted to turn around and leave, but his body could not move!

Suddenly, he felt someone coming from behind him.

But he couldn't look back.

Suddenly, a hand swept out from behind him.

That hand was a bit old, and its skin was full of wrinkles, but it was also very thick.

"This hand... What's going on? " Zhang Chao's heart was already in his throat.

His hand slowly stretched out a finger, and then, it fiercely pierced towards Zhang Chao's left eye!

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Zhang Chao let out a blood-curdling screech, and everything before his eyes was instantly replaced by the color of fresh blood.

He could only vaguely see that his eyeballs had been dug out of their sockets. As he held the hand, blood kept dripping down his fingers onto the soil, causing the originally cracked soil to become moist …

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "No, no!" Zhang Chao suddenly sat up from the bed, covered his left eye and continuously gasped for air.

Cold sweat had already soaked his clothes, and his body was still shaking uncontrollably.

"Yes …" Was it a dream? " After a long time, he finally calmed down and looked around. He then realised that he was still in the Qiao Family's guest room.

However, this dream was simply too realistic, as if he had experienced it himself.

"My eyes …" He released his hand, but realized that the left eye that the teacher had given him was still intact.

However, within his eye sockets, waves of pain could be vaguely felt. Furthermore, blood was flowing out from the corners of his eyes.

"Could it be... More than ten years of eye injuries have broken out again? " He sighed, found a piece of white cloth, and wrapped his left eye with it.

The teacher had once told him that his eyes had been injured by a wild dog when he was young, and he had been blinded since then.

But what about the dream?

He couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought. He seemed to remember vaguely seeing that little girl who seemed to be a ghost again …

"What the hell am I afraid of? "Cultivators are still afraid of ghosts? It would be a joke if word got out!" He helplessly mocked himself and shook his head, the alcohol in his body had already completely dissipated.

"No, I have to increase my strength as soon as possible. There are so many good things waiting for me to study them. Now is not the time to rest!" He patted his own face and quickly adjusted his state of mind. He sat cross-legged on the bed and put all his attention into cultivating.

It would not be an easy thing to cultivate his body into a magical equipment. He had to understand the entire process and not make any mistakes in the process.

After all, it was to refine one's own body, unlike other materials. If one wasn't able to forge it properly, they could start over.

He only had this body, if he couldn't refine it well, he would be crippled!

Just as he was engrossed in studying the < All Things Refining Method > >, a small head peeked in from outside the guest room.

It was none other than the girl who claimed to be in a daze!

"Big brother, I wonder how much of what happened just now came to your mind, but you just stay calm. Sooner or later, you will remember it all …" Waiting for you in a daze. "Hehehehe …"

… ….

Zhang Chao entered into a deep meditative state.

After all, he was in the Qiao Family and he had just contributed greatly to the Qiao Family. Furthermore, the Qiao Family also had plans for him, so there was no need for him to be overly vigilant.

The three books left behind by the teacher kept repeating in his mind.

He was using his fastest speed and the deepest memories to understand and memorize the contents of the three books.

Although these things temporarily did not help him in his cultivation level, but they had increased his knowledge in a terrifying way, and broadened his spiritual world.

Even if he hadn't practiced, his attainments in artifact forging had already reached an extremely high level through meditation in just a few hours.

When he opened his eyes again, he felt refreshed and refreshed. Almost all the knowledge of forging materials had been assimilated into his mind.

"Theory first, then reality. I am destined to become a master refiner of my generation!" He said confidently, "Although these books do not contain any blueprints, they should be similar in theory. No matter what kind of magical equipment I refine, I should be able to easily refine them!"

"Ahhh, I'm so looking forward to it! Hurry up and find something to train with! Let's train our techniques!" He rubbed his hands together. Although his trochophore not only contained a large amount of crystals, but also many materials that he had casually collected from the Black Cliff Stronghold, those were his personal possessions. Just thinking about using these valuable treasures to train would make his heart ache!

"Mm, we'll stop here for today. My rewards are shallow!" Zhang Chao took a deep breath, lay down contently, and fell asleep very quickly.

He slept soundly and did not continue having nightmares. It was not until the next morning that he was awakened by a knock at the door.

"Oh, who is it, this morning!" Zhang Chao unwillingly crawled up from the bed, yawned, rubbed his eyes and went to open the door.

"Hehe, Little Master, how was your rest yesterday?" The door opened, revealing the smiling face of the servant, Old Pang.

"It's you. You slept pretty well. Why are you sleeping so early in the morning?" Zhang Chao stretched his back, grabbed the jacket and put it on.

"The Patriarch wants me to invite you over. He seems to have something that he needs your help with!" Old Pang's tone was full of respect, saying "you" made Zhang Chao feel embarrassed.

"Oh, alright then. I'll go wash my face then!" Zhang Chao was startled, how did he get back into business so quickly?

Yesterday, because of the matter of going to the Black Cliff Stronghold to save Qiao Ruixue, Qiao Dong was generous enough to directly give him two thousand crystal coin.

Looks like I can still earn quite a bit in Qiao Family, right?

After a while, Zhang Chao arrived at the Qiao Family's living room in high spirits.

Qiao Dong, Qiao Heng and a few of the seniors of Qiao Family were already waiting there, drinking tea and chatting.

Upon seeing Zhang Chao, they all stood up and went in respectfully.

"Little Master, I called you here this morning because I have something important to trouble you with!" After drinking a cup of tea, Qiao Dong finally got back to the main topic.

"Sure, taking money from people to deal with calamities is not like me doing it for nothing, is it?" Zhang Chao waved his hands, he looked like he did not care, but in truth, he had taken the words out first, I am not using them for free, it is fine if you want my help, since the money is in place, I will do it for you!

"Hehe, that's only natural, I just wonder if Little Master has the ability to do so!" Qiao Dong said and looked at Qiao Heng.

Qiao Heng hesitated for a moment, but still took out a wooden box and placed it on the table.

An old man walked up, took out an ancient and rusted key, and opened the box.

Inside the box was a piece of sheepskin. Ancient characters were written all over it.

"What is this?" Zhang Chao scratched his head in puzzlement.

"This is the letter our ancestors left behind for us, it contains the method to refine a treasure, but currently in the Can City, no one is able to refine it. Even if someone wants to try, the price they have is astronomical, far surpassing the limit of what our Qiao Family can bear!" Qiao Dong stroked his beard and said, "But, Little Master, if you can refine this, although I can't give you too many crystal coin, I can guarantee that I won't treat you unfairly!"

Zhang Chao squinted his eyes as he held the sheepskin in his hands. At the very top, there were four simple and unadorned words written on it: River Styx Handwritten Letter …