The Rebirth of the National Goddess

silent night.

Cool moonlight.

The light blue enchantment, the tall and tall figure, the sharp-edged and prosperous beauty, everything is quiet and peaceful.

The man lowered his eyes slightly, unable to see the expression in his eyes clearly.

At this moment, he only had her in his eyes.

Suddenly, outside the silent window, there was a breeze, lightning and thunder, and wind and rain.

Big raindrops slapped the windows.

Crackling.

A little jarring, and a little spooky.

When he left, his chances were slim.

I don't know if there is still a chance to spend the rest of my life with her.

The rest of my life is too long.

But also too short.

After a long while, the man slowly raised his right hand, and a string of transparent symbols condensed on the palm, like some kind of ancient characters.

With a mysterious and vicissitudes of life.

The slender fingertips slowly touched her forehead, and those ancient characters slowly merged into her Yintang point and disappeared into his palm.

With the disappearance of these words, the man's face became paler and paler.

On the forehead that was as cold as a knife, there was already a layer of fine beads of sweat.

The person on the bed didn't know what he dreamed of, two shallow dimples appeared on his jade-like cheeks, which melted the thousand-year-old ice.

"My lord, are you sure you want to do this?" Xiao Bai slipped in at some point, and asked cautiously.

At this time, the man's originally deep and cold phoenix eyes turned into a scarlet color, and he looked terrified, and there was an intimidating aura exuding from his whole body, which made people dare not approach him.

The white tiger is an ancient spirit beast, and can unite with the heart and mind of the bonded person. Although Chu Jin is its master in name, the person who actually bonded with it is Mo Zhixuan, so it knows what Mo Zhixuan did. reason.

Hearing this, Mo Zhixuan glanced at it, but did not speak, the color of the symbol under his palm was gradually fading.

"My lord," Xiaobai walked to Mo Zhixuan's feet, raised his head to look up at him, and reminded, "There is only one day left before the extremely cloudy night, you will lose a hundred years of cultivation by doing this..." At this time It is a very irrational behavior for him to harm himself.

The man looked as usual, the string of symbols under his palm condensed into a seal, and finally disappeared into Chu Jin's Yintang acupoint.

Xiaobai sighed softly, so far, it is hard to say anything more.

After finishing these, Mo Zhixuan turned around slowly, and his eyes fell on the ancient harp by the window.

He paced over, stretched out his hand to touch the strings of the zither, and in an instant, the agile music of the zither poured out between his fingers.

There is a beautiful woman who will never forget. I don't see you for a day, and I think like crazy.

The phoenix flies soaring, seeking the phoenix from all over the world. The helpless beauty is not on the east wall.

...

The phoenix returns to its hometown, and travels all over the world to seek its phoenix.

It is the famous Guqin piece, "Feng Qiu Huang"

The slender figure was bathed in the moonlight with Konghou.

The well-articulated fingers meet the cold and hard strings, forming a beautiful landscape, which is very eye-catching.

It's a pity that the sleeping girl has never heard such a pleasant piano sound.

Xiao Bai next to him was even more stunned by the cat.

If it reads correctly, that harp is a relic of the ancient empress.

The sound of harpies, the spectacle, and the dance of dragons and phoenixes.

It's just a pity that the person who played it was not of the blood of the ashes, so he failed to attract dragons and phoenixes to dance together.

Thinking of this, Xiaobai's eyes showed regret.

This night is too short.

The extremely beautiful fairy voice slept with her.

the second day.

The golden sunlight flooded the earth, and when Chu Jin woke up, it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

This was probably the last morning she woke up since she was reborn. She slept very comfortably last night, and she didn't even have a dream.

Early in the morning, I feel refreshed and refreshed physically and mentally.

It's like being reborn.

As soon as she got out of bed, she found the note that Mr. Mo had left for her.

——Breakfast is ready, in the dining room, don’t read it when you come back in seven days.

See words like people.

His handwriting is firm, and his pen sweeps thousands of troops, penetrates the back of the paper, and penetrates three points into wood.

Just like his whole person, he is cold, serious and meticulous.

Chu Jin could even imagine how he looked down while writing.

While thinking, the phone turned on.

Chu Jin picked up the phone, it was a message from the editor.

Exquisite Dice:

(Ahhhhhh! Miss sister, did you pay attention to the sales of the new book pre-sale on Dingding.com yesterday?)

The corners of Chu Jin's mouth hooked slightly, and his pale fingertips leaped across the screen.

Splendid Rivers and Mountains:

(I haven't had time to watch it yet, what's wrong?)

Exquisite Dice:

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The excited editor couldn't type any text, so he directly threw two pictures over.

The first picture is the new book sales ranking of Dingding.com.

NO. 1: Blooming like brocade.

The second picture shows the number of pre-sales of new books.

In just one day of pre-sale time, the number of reservations has reached 6 figures.

Chu Jin replied with two smiles.

This result was expected.

Exquisite Dice:

(Mei Niu, I’m serious, how about we take advantage of the heat to start a series of articles?)

Given the current level of enthusiasm for the return of old friends, if I start a series of articles, it will definitely create a miracle in the literary world.

The return of the deceased has become a myth in the literary world.

In the past few days, whether it is the editorial department, the publishing house, or various literary groups, everyone is discussing her.

Everyone is wondering what kind of person can write such beautiful words.

Some people are even speculating whether the old man will be an old man who has passed away.

Or an uncle/aunt who is over the middle age.

After all, only those who have experienced thousands of sails can write such life insights.

As everyone knows, the old friend on the other side of the screen is just a young girl in her twenties.

Every time everyone talks about this issue, the editor will feel a sense of accomplishment in his heart. Out of the protection of the author's privacy, the website will not publish the author's personal information to the outside world. Moreover, the more mysterious things are, the more popular they are. People yearn for.

Jinxiu Heshan: (I don't have this plan for now, let's talk about it after I've been busy for a while.)

Linglong Dice: (Okay, I'll wait for you, yes, let's discuss it. After all the works are printed, how about we hold a signing event?)

Regardless of the literary talent of the old friend, but with that heaven-defying appearance, he can also attract a lot of fans.

Signing session.

Chu Jin looked at these three words and fell into deep thought.

She and Lu Yan still have a tough battle to fight, and the signing party must be held.

This signing will be beneficial and harmless to her.

After a while, she replied, (Yes, what time is it?)

Linglong Dice: (Have you just finished the college entrance examination?)

Splendid Rivers and Mountains: (Yes.)

Linglong Dice: (Then I will discuss it with the editor-in-chief, and we will talk about it after you start school.)

Splendid Rivers and Mountains: (Yes.)

Linglong Dice: (Which university do you plan to fill in?)

Splendid Rivers and Mountains: (Beijing University.)

These four words are very simple, but they reveal an imposing momentum.

Even across the screen, the editor's heart was shocked.

Capital University, a key university in the world, ranks among the top ten schools in the world. Every year, many students sharpen their heads and want to get in. Those who can be admitted to Beijing University are the best among dragons and phoenixes.

Linglong Dice: (If you have time, remember to apply for Weibo, verify it, occasionally post news, interact with readers more, and maintain the current popularity.)

Splendid Rivers and Mountains: (Well, I got it, I still have something to do, so let’s go down first.)

After sending this sentence, Chu Jin directly quit WeChat, opened the closet, changed a set of clothes, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.

Fifteen minutes later, she came downstairs.

The sunlight came in from the window, casting a golden halo on her.

Dusty, quiet.

An eighteen-year-old girl, her face has not been applied with makeup, nor has she been eroded by any skin care products. Her skin is as creamy and rosy, like pure white suet jade. She is pure and flawless. She is in the best years of her life. As the saying goes, youth is capital.

Mrs. Zhang just walked in from the door, and when she saw the young girl coming down the stairs, she shook her head and said, "Miss, you are up, sir has prepared breakfast, and I will heat it for you."

It's really difficult for Mr., seeing such beauties every day, but still able to control himself.

"Well," Chu Jin nodded slightly, "By the way, Mrs. Zhang, there are just the two of us at home, and you can call me Ajin from now on," her voice was flat but warm.

Mrs. Zhang was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Okay." She looked a little moved,

After breakfast.

Chu Jin left Huagui Garden, holding an umbrella and walking towards the intersection.

She just came to the crossroads.

A black extended Rolls Royce 'swiped' and stopped in front of her.

Then, the door was opened.

A middle-aged man came out from inside, and said to Chu Jin with a smile, "Little girl, do you know Master Chu? Is she here for divination?"

The visitor was about 45 years old, wearing an orthodox gown and trousers, and a pair of shiny leather shoes under his feet, reflecting the dazzling light under the sunlight.

On a hot day, the package is so tight that it is not afraid of the heat.

Chu Jin smiled slightly, "I am." The three faint words resounded loudly.

"Huh?" Hearing this, the middle-aged man gave her a strange look, "Are you Master Chu's assistant?"

According to rumors, Master Chu's golden mouth can predict life and death, and he can also steal people from the hands of King Yama. He is a very mysterious spiritual being. How could it be a teenage girl?

Although everyone said that Master Chu was relatively young, it was impossible for him to be this young.

Is the little girl in front of you eighteen years old?

Who would believe that she is Master Chu?

Chu Jin looked as usual, and said in a flat tone, "I am Chu Jin, what can you do for me?"

"You said you were Master Chu?" The middle-aged man laughed, "Little baby, have you graduated from high school yet? How old are you this year?"

Whose little girl, Pian Zi, came here to pretend to be Master Chu.

It must be that the teacher assigned too little homework.

Don't know how to respect the old and love the young? He actually came to deceive him, an old man. Fortunately, he is not old-fashioned and can distinguish right from wrong.

I heard that Master Chu has not appeared at this intersection for a long time, and I don't know if he will meet again today.

"I'm indeed the Master Chu you mentioned, and I'm sure it's a fake." Chu Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, "As for whether you believe it or not, that's up to you."

All things pay attention to a predestined word.