Legend of the Great Sage

Just do it, Li Qingshan ordered people to bring pens, inks, paper and inkstones, pushed aside the food and wine in front of him, and spread them out on the table.

"You should write it!" Gu Yanying couldn't help but urge.

"Didn't you see that I was thinking about it?" Li Qingshan chewed the tough ape meat and said impatiently.

"But you are obviously eating."

"What do you, a woman, know about novelists?" Li Qingshan stared.

"Okay, I don't understand. Uncle Li, you're so jealous." Gu Yanying said nài, feeling that he was not always reliable.

However, I saw Li Qingshan wandering around the east and west of Nuan Pavilion with a pen in his mouth, admiring the heavy snow outside the window, looking at the famous paintings on the wall, tinkering with almost everything in the room, and then sitting at the table again, holding the pen holder awkwardly, and suddenly He said to Gu Yanying: "What do you think those guys outside are like when they practice swords?"

"I don't know." Gu Yanying was lying on the couch, holding a copy of "The Secret History of the Martial Arts" in his hand without even looking at him.

"It's not as good as us..."

"No."

"I didn't say I wanted to go see it."

"Write quickly."

"Is this my novel or your novel?" Li Qingshan was angry.

"Forget it, you can't write it anyway, let's go for a walk!" Gu Yanying put it down and smiled slightly.

"Who says I can't write it? I've almost conceived it. I'll write it for you now!"

As a novelist, how could Li Qingshan accept such an insult? He started writing quickly. The dog-like font made Gu Yanying very funny, but seeing the serious look on his face, he didn't say anything. What, anyway, I’ll rewrite it for him later.

The sound of the howling of the wind and snow came faintly through the window, which in fact accentuated the silence in the pavilion, and the fire crackled occasionally.

She held her nǎo dai with one hand and thought about how many years it had been since she had such a leisurely time. Maybe never since the day I was born.

No kǎo lǜ The passage of time.

Don't rush to do something, there's nothing to do anyway. It may be a very common feeling for mortals, but to her it is extremely precious. People who stare into the distance naturally have no time to appreciate the scenery along the way.

I've been wandering around for an unknown amount of time. The sound of Li Qingshan putting down his pen recalled her mind. He smiled and asked, "Have you finished writing?"

"Of course." Li Qingshan proudly picked up a page. Pass it to Gu Yanying.

"So young!" Gu Yanying was slightly surprised, feeling that he had been in a trance for at least an hour.

"What do you think I'm doing? Do you know what writing a novel is?" Li Qingshan slapped the table and yelled.

"I was wrong."

Gu Yanying felt his ears vibrate, even in the void. He wasn't so irritable either. Maybe he really wrote it carefully. He reluctantly admitted his mistake and lowered his head to read. Although the font was difficult to read, she was able to guess it. His expression gradually became a little weird. In the short time after reading a page, he went from frowning to amused to sneering.

Then, she crumpled the novel in her hand into a paper ball, threw it on the ground, and said with a smile: "I'm not wrong!"

"Gu Yanying, what do you want to do!!!"

Li Qingshan's roar could be heard almost outside, and everyone's heart skipped a beat. He was still calm when he killed Hou Hongtao with one move. I wonder who could arouse him to be so angry, and what would happen. The consequences are terrifying just thinking about it.

Li Qingshan knelt on the ground, holding his blood that had been ravaged into a ball in his hands, and burst out of anger.

Gu Yanying shook his head and said seriously: "Qingshan, no one will read this kind of thing. Even if it is mixed with martial arts secrets, people will only pick out the secrets to read!"

Li Qingshan's expression changed, and he suddenly shrugged, "Okay, I give up!" He returned to the bed opposite, lying on his back, and continued drinking wine one by one.

Gu Yanying was startled, then smiled bitterly. Is this still the indomitable and perseverant Li Qingshan she knew?

"It's better Xiao An! Xiao An, where are you? I can't live without you!"

Li Qingshan recalled the good times he spent with Xiao An on Yunxu Island. At that time, he was writing about her, how harmonious it was.

Gu Yanying couldn't sit still and stood up to apologize: "Uncle Li, please don't be like this. I'm wrong, isn't it okay? Otherwise, we can think of other things?"

"You're wrong, think about it!"

"Okay, I think so." Gu Yanying lingered for a few steps and muttered: "Since it is the biography of the White Ape King, as long as we learn more about his life experiences and connect these stories together, it can be roughly completed into a book. ?"

"I'm tired, go and find out!" Li Qingshan turned around and turned his back to Gu Yanying.

Gu Yanying rolled her eyes and called Yuan Feifei in, "Manager Yuan, I heard that you have followed the White Ape King for many years?"

"The owner of the village calls me Feifei. The manager is really killing the slave family." Yuan Feifei glanced at Li Qingshan's back nervously, and the roar just now almost scared her to the point of peeing.

"Okay, Feifei, tell me, the more detailed the better."

Gu Yanying nodded slightly. In terms of age, calling her Feifei was nothing.

Yuan Feifei started to tell. From stammering to eloquent, she was a very articulate person. The White Ape King loved to brag about his various experiences when he was drunk. There were as many stories as he wanted.

Gu Yanying listened quietly and couldn't help laughing when he saw Li Qingshan also quietly pricking up his ears.

After listening for a while, Li Qingshan suddenly sat up and turned around with a serious look on his face.

Yuan Feifei was shocked, fell to her knees, and shouted: "Master, spare your life!"

"Go on, who wants your life?"

"Yes Yes!"

I kept talking until midnight, and my mouth was dry and I didn't dare to stop.

Gu Yanying waved her hand: "Okay, please step aside first and we'll talk about the rest."

Li Qingshan touched his chin thoughtfully, and seeing Gu Yanying's tired face, he waved his hand to extinguish the lights: "It's getting late, you should rest too!"

Gu Yanying lay down, closed his eyes, held Kunpeng's Feather in his hand, and looked forward to that dream.

"íng rì Come and help me polish my pen!" Li Qingshan suddenly said, this was Xiao An's job back then.

Gu Yanying opened her eyes and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm just a little flattered." After a while, she couldn't help but ask: "Is it okay without Xiao An?"

"Of course, no!"

"Poor Xiao An, she must be envious of me." Gu Yanying closed her eyes again and changed into a comfortable position.

"The people trapped here are pitiful!"

"Yes, poor Gu Yanying."

In any case, Li Qingshan's writing plan was finally restarted. To be continued...)

ps: There is an event in Qidian recently. I ask my beautiful fans to send photos to support me. I hold a panel in my hand and write some words of support for me. Then I can link to my personal homepage and expose it for a month. It seems that I still have the opportunity to come to Zhengzhou. Although I know that most of the people reading this book are men, but it proves that you are not gay. The time has come to show off your girlfriend angrily. On Double Eleven, give singles a fatal blow! As I wrote this sentence, tears flowed down involuntarily. It is said that excessive pain will close the memory. I must have overlooked something important!