Ling Xiao tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't sleep. The scene he saw in the classroom during the day kept appearing in his mind.

In the dark fog, a curled figure quietly lay on Gao Mingyi's back. Although he didn't see the ghost clearly, the scene where Gao Mingyi was talking and laughing with other classmates in the corridor was still chilling.

There are so many people in the school and hundreds of martial arts students, but none of them can detect the ghost on Gao Mingyi's back.

"Will something happen?"

Ling Xiao suddenly turned over and sat up, picked up the water cup on the computer desk, and poured half a glass of water.

He was always a little uneasy.

Most people in the school are ordinary people like themselves, and they don’t even notice the danger that they are already very close to them.

No one could predict what Gao Mingyi would do next.

And what about myself now?

Although he knew that Gao Mingyi was a scapegoat now and might be very dangerous, he could not do anything with his current ability.

“Wait a little longer.”

Now he couldn't sleep at all, so he sat on the edge of the bed with a water cup in his hand. He must wait until Mingxin appears tonight.

It's past one o'clock in the middle of the night.

Ling Xiao was still sleepless, and he opened his eyes and stared out the window.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"Here you come."

After several days, he finally looked at the familiar little bald head again.

"Junior brother, long time no see."

Ling Xiao didn't say anything, and quickly sank his consciousness into the space and quickly condensed his body.

"Uh, senior brother, what a coincidence."

Seeing Ling Xiao flying out in the light ball, the little monk was stunned for a moment. He obviously didn't expect that as soon as he entered here, he immediately met the confused senior brother who had met once before.

"Yes, what a coincidence."

Ling Xiao's heart thrust, I'm staring here every day waiting for you, is that a coincidence?

He couldn't wait to ask all the questions, but as soon as he was about to speak, Mingxin said with embarrassment: "Senior Brother, I have made an appointment with Senior Brother Chen of Tianjian Sect to meet here today. Can you wait for me for a while?"

It seemed as if he had seen Ling Xiao had something to say, but when he entered here today, he had something else to deal with before, so he seemed a little embarrassed.

"You made an appointment with someone else in advance?"

Ling Xiao's eyelids twitched and made an appointment in advance. Did you say that there was actually some point-to-point communication in this space?

Of course, it is not ruled out that people make an appointment to meet here through other communication methods in reality.

"yes."

Mingxin looked at Ling Xiao with a strange look, and then explained: "Senior Brother Chen sent me a letter here three days ago and made an appointment to meet today."

"Well, then you can do it first."

Ling Xiao nodded with a plain expression, and then he realized that a young warrior wearing white clothes and a long sword on his back walked out of the gray fog on the back.

The man looked ordinary, with long hair tied behind his head, looking at him about twenty years old.

It was still far away, so I waved to Mingxin.

"Mingxin, you came early."

After saying that, he glanced at Ling Xiao next to Mingxin and found that he was a naive face.

But he didn't care too much. There were countless disciples under the five major sects, so who could remember the appearance of each of these disciples?

"Senior Brother Chen."

Mingxin folded his hands together and bowed, then looked at Ling Xiao apologetically, then flew towards Senior Brother Chen of the Tianjian Sect with the light ball.

"Tianjian Sect."

Ling Xiao looked at the senior brother Chen's outfit and the long sword that was holding the back, which reminded him of the young swordsman wearing a silver mask he had seen here last time.

Their outfits are basically the same, and they are all back-down swords. It seems that they are all from the Tianjian Sect.

"Tianjian Sect, Yulei Sect, Vajra Sect, Xuanyang Sect."

This should be four of the five major forces.

Ling Xiao's thoughts were changing, and there was another force. After his own observation, it should be mostly female disciples, but they didn't often appear here.

Thoughts flowed, he raised his head and looked at Mingxin and Senior Brother Chen who were communicating in the distance.

"They could actually make an appointment to meet here in advance, and Mingxin mentioned that Senior Brother Chen sent him a letter here."

Passing a letter.

This is a very important information. From Mingxin's words, it can be inferred that he received a letter from Senior Brother Chen and realized that he would enter here today.

"And there should be information about meeting time in the letter."

Because the time deviation between these two people appeared one after another, there is definitely an accurate description of time in the letter.

Ling Xiao thought while gently tapping his index finger between his eyebrows.

In this way, there is indeed a bit of point-to-point communication function in the space, but it should be very limited.

Otherwise, why didn’t Mingxin and Senior Brother Chen directly use letters to communicate information, and they had to make an appointment for a time, and the two of them appeared in the space at the same time.

"Is this point-to-point letter delivery only reminder of the next time I meet?"

As for other information, it may not be left behind in the text, or there are restrictions on the size of the information.

Ling Xiao felt that his inference should not be wrong. So what kind of function is this book delivery? How should it be used?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little headache.

You have no way to ask others in person about these questions, even if you are relatively simple and clear-headed, otherwise you will have to reveal the truth.

So in the end, I have to think about it myself.

"Head, headache."

He said that he had to master everything. Otherwise, if something happens next time, would he have to keep an eye on here every day and wait for others to appear?

Who knows how long it will take for Mingxin to enter here next time?

Ling Xiao waited for more than an hour, and during this period he had been thinking about how to enable this point-to-point book delivery function, but there were too few prerequisites for reference, so he had no clue after thinking about it.

"Senior brother, do you have any questions today to ask me?"

Mingxin had already communicated with the young warrior surnamed Chen, and soon drove the light ball and flew towards Ling Xiao.

"Yes, I'm going to trouble you again this time."

Ling Xiao smiled and temporarily cleaned up his questions. He could think about the function of sending a letter in the future. Now, it is important to ask Mingxin if there are any methods to deal with ghosts, and it must be something that a rookie like him can use.

He is not even a warrior now, he is still just an ordinary senior high school student, with a strength of about 50 kilograms. He may not be able to master the means that many martial artists can use.

Thinking of this, his eyes flashed.
Chapter completed!