Start by getting the thunder ability

"Brother, I really didn't know she had a husband!"

Jiang Hao sat up from the bed suddenly, with a look of horror on his face.

Huh?

Where is this?

Am I not dead?

The police saved me?

I can survive this, and my father is indeed blessed to the heavens.

Jiang Hao rolled up his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

I still have lingering fears.

He traveled after college and followed his classmates to a certain animation country. He hooked up with a beautiful young woman in a nightclub and followed her back home.

The beginning was very good, he enjoyed Awei-style service.

But what he didn't expect was that the girl turned out to be the eldest brother's woman, and that the eldest brother came home halfway from a business trip.

Then Jiang Hao suffered a tragedy. He was caught and beaten violently, and even killed him.

He once thought he was done playing, but unexpectedly he survived stubbornly.

"But where is this?"

Jiang Hao, who had calmed down, looked around suspiciously.

Wardrobe, sofa, coffee table, TV.

Obviously, this is not a police station.

It's not a hospital either.

It's even less likely to be the home of that beautiful young woman.

So what exactly is this place?

Jiang Hao got out of bed, walked to the table, poured himself a glass of water, and drank a few sips.

His eyes continued to scan the room, and his mind tried desperately to recall what happened after the gun was put to his head.

But after thinking about it for a long time, I still have no memory.

When the corner of his eye caught sight of the standing makeup mirror, he was shocked.

"Dude! Who are you?"

Jiang Hao looked back.

no one!

He moved his body, and the person in the mirror also moved.

Make faces, spin 360 degrees, waltz, tango, push-ups, sit-ups.

"hiss----"

After a series of attempts, Jiang Hao gasped.

this is me?

Who can give me plastic surgery?

"It hurts~~"

A severe headache hit, Jiang Hao hugged his head and rolled on the ground.

Memories flooded into his mind.

More than an hour passed before Jiang Hao finally stopped tumbling.

"It's not plastic surgery, it's time travel? No wonder I don't have any memory after that. It turns out that I was really broken."

Jiang Hao sat up from the ground and let out a long sigh.

Lao Wang next door is indeed a high-risk profession!

After feeling melancholy for a while, Jiang Hao began to sort out the memories in his mind.

This combing gradually made him feel better.

fine! Hell mode is not enabled.

The current world should be a parallel world.

Although it is also a modern background, the world structure is different.

The East is dominated by the huge Tang Dynasty, and the surrounding countries are all its vassals, paying tribute every year.

In the West, the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets is respected and rules over all the countries in the West.

At the same time, this is also a world of high martial arts. Some strange clay tablets are often unearthed in various parts of the world.

These clay slabs are magical, invulnerable to weapons, water and fire, and cannot be destroyed by any force.

There are fragments of text engraved on the clay tablet, either a poem or a mysterious text.

As long as you use your own blood to correctly complete these words on the clay tablet, you can obtain the power sealed in the clay tablet and become a supernatural practitioner.

Because of the existence of psychics, there are no hot weapons in this world. Not many fools would do such a thing as taking off their pants and farting.

There are many ways to complete missing text.

When rich people get clay tablets, they will find a lot of experts to study it, and then come up with the most suitable words to complete it themselves.

As for the poor, they can only try it over and over again, but these people either die of exhaustion of essence and blood, or they become disheartened and sell the clay tablets for a lot of money.

There is such a thing as a blind cat encountering a dead mouse! But rarely!

Another way is to enter the national system, make great achievements, and obtain a deciphered clay tablet from the country to try.

Of course, even if it is deciphered by experts, it still needs many attempts, and only one success is too rare.

But there is a kind of chosen person. After they get the clay tablet, they can correctly complete the text in one go and become a psychic.

Regardless of which method you use, a clay board is a must.

Therefore, various countries, and even major financial groups, spend huge amounts of manpower and material resources to collect these clay tablets.

Jiang Hao's predecessor was a special investigator of the Tang Dynasty Investigation Bureau.

The main responsibility is to find the clay slab.

Although his position is not high, he is still a civil servant and his life is pretty good.

And because of the special nature of the Bureau of Investigation, he has many privileges.

"Clay board, clay board."

Jiang Hao's eyes lit up, he opened the closet, pushed aside his clothes, and tapped the wall eighteen times rhythmically.

The secret compartment opened, and a light blue clay slab appeared in front of him.

Looking at the words on the clay tablet, Jiang Hao smiled.

In the middle of Wu Gorge, the night moves -——, - the heaven and the earth are fighting for their return. But he crushed the empty mountain and passed -, - -, - -.

This is a poem.

Five character poem.

Although his grades were not very good, as a newly graduated college student, many things were not returned to the teacher so quickly.

Jiang Hao thought for a moment and then remembered this poem.

"Thunder" by Du Fu

As a special investigator of the Tang Dynasty, Jiang Hao had seen some clay tablets.

There are poems from previous lives, sentences from ancient books, Buddhist scriptures and the like.

"Did the previous civilization of this world collapse? And then they made these magical clay tablets to pass on the mysterious power?

Or did he directly travel to a world tens of thousands of years later? "

Jiang Hao rubbed his head and felt his head hurt.

"Forget it, never mind, what if we know the origin of the universe?

The key now is that I seem to have gotten an amazing golden finger! "

Jiang Hao walked out with the clay tablet in his arms, feeling a little excited.

If everything goes as he imagined, then he is the chosen one among the chosen ones.

He didn't dare to say that he could complete all the clay tablets in the Eastern World, but at least 60% of them would be fine.

The question now is whether the knowledge in his mind matches the world.

If they don't match, the joy is in vain.

"Try it first."

Jiang Hao looked at the clay tablet in his hand and decided to give it a try.

This clay tablet was obtained by chance during his mission.

Therefore, it belongs to him personally. He can sell it to the Bureau of Investigation or keep it for himself.

It won't cause him any trouble.

Just do it.

He took out the dagger he carried with him and sat there, struggling fiercely in his heart for more than half an hour.

The knife in his hand was put on his finger and taken away, then put on and taken away again, and so on.

Self-harm is not that easy for a normal modern person.

Especially since the clay tablet is so big, if you want to fill in all the words, the cuts must not be too shallow.

How many people can actually do something like biting off one's fingers and writing in the TV series?

At this moment, Jiang Hao wished he was a girl.

If you're a girl, you don't have to worry about this kind of thing.

"Come on! It's a knife to extend your head, and it's a knife to shrink your head. After all, you're a person who died once, so you're afraid of a ball!"

Jiang Hao finally made up his mind, grilled her on the fire with a knife, sprayed it several times with Liuliangye that he carried with him, wiped it clean, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and stabbed his second wife.

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