"Rice paper and ink are almost out, I'll go buy some in the spare."

Zhang Jian put on his shoes, opened the door, turned his head to Wang Yan, "Don't run around, the surroundings is dangerous, wait here for me and soon's I get back."

"OK......" Wang Yan nodded obediently.

......

Half an hour later.

Zhang Jian arrived in front of a somewhat remote stationery store from his hut.

"Hmm?"

He happened to find a 'The store will be transferred' notice being posted on the door and couldn't help but take a stunning look at the inside of the stationery store before walking in.

"Boss Wu?"

With no one in sight in the store, he couldn't help but knock on the counter.

At that moment, the door of the stationery store's storage room opened. A good-natured-looking man, about thirty years old, came out from inside with a yawn.

"Mr. Zhang."

The naive man revealed a simple and sincere smile, "I remember the ink ingots and rice paper that you bought last time was quite a lot, did you run out so soon?"

Zhang Jian nodded with a smile, "I've been practicing calligraphy and painting more frequently, so ......"

"It seems that Mr. Zhang's level of progress is not little." The slightly naive 'Boss Wu' laughed.

Zhang Jian smiled and asked with concern, "By the way, are you going to transfer this store?"

"Yes, the business here is not nice."

Boss Wu sighed and said, "It's growing to be harder to do business here, you're the only customer left, I'm going to choose a new one again."

"Again? What kind of business did Boss Wu used to do?" Zhang Jian was curious.

"A lot, selling fish, selling meat ...... whatever had done, I am stupid. Just a bunch of piddly shit." Boss Wu smiled, "I'm just a businessman."

Zhang Jian sighed, "Well, it looks like this is the last time I'll buy from you."

"I'm a little busy lately." Boss Wu shook his head with a smile, "I remember there are few rice paper and ink ingots left in stock, I'll go look for them and sell them all to you cheap."

"Thank you, Boss Wu."

Zhang Jian felt slightly sad, "How about I write a writing for you if you don't mind."

Boss Wu was slightly stunned, then revealed a rustic smile and nodded, "OK, I'll get you some stationery."

He turned around and went to the shelf to get the rice paper, ink ingots, inkstone, etc., put it on the counter, and smiled, "You can get whatever you want, I will go to the warehouse to find rice paper and ink ingots for you."

Boss Wu here was straightforward and sincere. Every time Zhang Jian came here to buy some, he would give him low prices, even if the cost had risen. He was indeed a sincere man.

As Wu was searching in the warehouse, Zhang Jian took out the brush from the bag, spread out the rice paper on the counter, sharpened the ink, dipped the brush, pondered a little before putting down the brush, and waved.

Soon, writing was completed. The words written on it were about the separation of friends, appropriate.

The rhyme of Tao imperceptible to mortals converted into invisibility. Only its owner could see the essence of it.

"Not bad."

After a while, Boss Wu came out with a bag, "Mr. Zhang, there are still two feet left in the stock of rice paper, and I've packed them all up for you."

"How much is it?"

"No need, Mr. Zhang, you are charitable and have done a lot of good for Peace Town, how can I take your money?"

"OK."

Zhang Jian shrugged his shoulders; in fact he had almost no bucks in his pockets.

"The cross is karma ......"

Boss Wu surveyed Zhang Jian's calligraphy post on the counter, smiled slightly, and exclaimed, "Mr. Zhang's calligraphy level is really high."

Zhang Jian was stunned, then laughed, "I'm much overpraised."

Boss Wu extended his hand to him.

With a smile, Zhang Jian reached out and shook Boss Wu's hand.

"The ink on the calligraphy is not yet dry, put it away later."

Zhang Jian lifted that big bag before he turned around and walked outside the stationery store, "Here's to the next time."

After Zhang Jian left, Boss Wu looked at his palm and couldn't help but sigh, "Mr. Zhang's level is really high..."

At this time -

"Meow~" A thin cat cry sprang up.

Boss Wu's face changed slightly.

A black cat walked in with elegant steps from outside the stationery store door, looking up at him, while the space around him slowly dimmed as if it was isolated.

"The Cat Breeder?" Boss Wu sighed in a deep voice.

The black cat's face showed a somewhat humanized smile, speaking with a sharp voice, "Are you not 'The Businessman'? How could you do this kind of money-losing business? It seems that you have a good feeling about that mortal."

"He sent me a writing, I returned him a piece of luck, this is business." Boss Wu was indifferent, "Besides ...... what I do has nothing to do with you, what are you doing here?"

Black cat lounged on the ground, "I came by order from the upper specialty to summon you and so on."

Boss Wu frowned slightly, "An order from the upper?"

"Between the Demon and the Heavenly, a new great war is about to begin. There is an urgent need for battle power, such as ...... those ancient existences that were sealed on earth in the ancient times."

The black cat said idly, "The lord was responsible for contacting us. We recently received a hidden intelligence ...... a way to release the Demon Dragon. I'm in charge in unifying the deployment of the entire earth's demons, whether beasts or demons, are not allowed to be absent. Otherwise ...... it will be considered as the betray."

"Release the Demon Dragon? You guys have not already tried hundreds of years ago?"

Boss Wu said coldly, "You still don't give up? The seal of that Ten Thousands Voodoo Dragon Formation is still indestructible. You tried everything possible to tear open just a slit. It nearly caused the earthly catastrophe."

The black cat said with a cold hum, "Of course it's different this time."

"She agreed?" Boss Wu frowned and asked.

"That lord from the upper has contacted her in person, of course she agreed."

The black cat licked its fur and then looked up with an evil smile and said, "Moreover, she has already come."

......