Reckless man of entertainment who started from a novel

Chapter 340 Martial arts are dead, I said! [4k, ask for monthly pass, ask for full booking! 】

On the other end of the phone, Li Yu chattered a lot.

Li Xiang understood it.

Chinese martial arts can be described in four words in recent years-the sun is declining!
Among the older generation, Jiang Hongtu is the only one who still insists on writing martial arts, and writes something famous.

It's not that he is great, it's just that there are no generals in Shu, and Liao Hua is just a vanguard.

After all, in the Internet age, major novel websites have almost replaced newspapers and magazines in the hearts of readers.

The birth of various new trendy online novels has also squeezed the soil for the survival of martial arts novels.

Give the simplest example.

If it weren't for the support policies above, Qihang might not have developed a martial arts category.

Even if the classification of martial arts has been developed, there are still only a handful of online writers who are willing to engage in martial arts novels.

Even if they have this kind of heart, most of them came from the heyday of martial arts, and most of them are emotional writing. The author Tangyuan who hit the street is an example.

Now, with Jiang Hongtu's status, perhaps a collection activity is needed to bring martial arts back into the readers' attention.

"What do you care about me?"

Li Xiang stood by the bridge and watched the waves rush to the shore one after another.

He only knows that the waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead...

And Qianlang naturally died on the beach!
After filming today's scene, Li Xiang returned to the hotel, turned on the computer, thought for a while, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Instead of lingering, it is better to break and then stand!"

Tell him to shut up, just convince him.

The moment this idea flashed through his mind, two martial arts masters floated in Li Xiang's head——

Jin Yong!

Cologne!

But in the end, Li Xiang didn't choose the works of these two martial arts masters. Instead, he tapped the keyboard and wrote three large characters——

【"Broken Soul Gun"】

Speaking of "Soulbreaker Gun" with only more than [-] words, many people may not understand it at first, but most of the author must have heard of his name.

After all, that was Lao She!
This "Broken Soul Gun" is a short story written by the famous writer Mr. Lao She in the previous life of the earth. The plot of the novel is relatively simple.

It tells about the situation of Sha Zilong, a martial arts master, after he changed his identity to become an inn owner. It connects three short clips of Wang Sansheng's performance, Sun Laozhe's martial arts competition with Wang Sansheng, and Sun Laozhe's performance.

Among them, Sha Zilong's identity change from a knight to an innkeeper is full of Lao She's deep and dignified cultural complex.

Judging from the creation time of the novel, China at that time was already in a deep crisis of national ruin and family destruction.

When the country was facing national subjugation and genocide, Lao She deeply felt the blind arrogance, ignorance and insensitivity of the Chinese people.

He knows that the survival of a culture depends on its self-criticism, constant correction and self-enrichment, boasting of old brands, and stubborn refusal to go further, which is self-destruction.

Due to personal selfishness and conservatism, how many precious heritages of the motherland have been buried.

Lao She felt that this kind of national inferiority of "playing with life" has constituted the genes of the potential crisis of the nation.

Therefore, taking advantage of the annihilation of Shazilong's "broken soul" spear technique, he let out a howl in order to awaken the souls of those citizens who are still wandering in the "Oriental Dream".

The night gradually darkened, and a full moon gradually slanted westward.

But in the hotel study room, the sound of keyboard tapping still kept coming and going.

Instead of letting the martial arts man live half dead, it is better to let him die first.

Can't break or stand!
Then find a time period to let the martial arts Nirvana be reborn.

So at this time, it is not suitable for Li Xiang to take out Jin Yong or Gu Long's martial arts novels to fight.

That would be counterproductive. It would be better to use Lao She's "Soul Breaking Gun" to puncture Jiang Hongtu's martial arts dream.

The main story of "Broken Soul Gun" is actually very simple.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, foreign powers invaded.

After the Escort was replaced by foreign guns, Sha Zilong, a bodyguard who possessed the unique skill of "Five Tigers' Soul-breaking Gun", had no choice but to disband the Escort, and the marksmanship of "Five Tigers' Soul-breaking Gun" would never be passed on again.

Sometimes when apprentices came to ask for advice, Sha Zilong would perfunctory them by telling a joke, or even drive them out directly.

Wang Sansheng is Sha Zilong's big apprentice, who was defeated in the contest with the old man Sun, so Wang Sansheng wanted to use the prestige of his master's ability to overwhelm the other party, so he led the old man Sun to pay a visit to Sha Zilong.

But no matter what old man Sun said, Sha Zilong was indifferent and never mentioned martial arts, thus his reputation plummeted.

In the middle of the night, the old escort of the past was playing marksmanship in the backyard. Looking at the starry sky, he remembered the years when he was a dart guard, and said four words——

"Don't pass it on, don't pass it on."

Not many characters appeared on the stage, just three——Sand Zilong, Old Man Sun, and Wang Sansheng.

Sha Zilong used to be a hero of Megatron Jianghu, because the bodyguard profession is based on Jianghu food. Although he lived a life of licking blood, as the head of the bodyguard bureau, he was the center of the Jianghu.

Sha Zilong's bodyguard bureau was changed to an inn. As the owner of the inn, although life is much more comfortable.

But Sha Zilong has changed from an excellent escort to an ordinary innkeeper.

Even if his disciple regained the place of the past, no matter how the elder surnamed Sun challenged him by name, Sha Zilong had no intention of fighting.

He just wanted to bring his marksmanship into the coffin, and Sha Zilong clearly felt that the era of his bodyguard master has passed, and the current era is a lingering world.

His awareness is obvious, because he knows that the country cannot be saved by good martial arts, and the hope of the nation is no longer the good skills of martial arts heroes.

Old man Sun is only obsessed with kung fu itself, and his love for martial arts has reached the level of obsession.

The skills he showed in the busking arena, as well as his performance for Sha Zilong, are obviously a master of martial arts.

His hidden character is quite close to Sand Dragon.

He is persistent and tenacious, and travels all over the world in order to learn traditional martial arts stunts.

As a person in the rivers and lakes, I must have heard of the long-rumored, Megatron Northwest Soul-Breaker Spear, but I must also know that Teacher Sha does not pass on the Soul-Breaker Spear.

But the martial arts fan's belief that he will never die until the Yellow River makes him come to Shazilong.

Wang Sansheng claimed to be Sha Zilong's apprentice, showing off his teacher's prestige everywhere to elevate himself. Faced with the changes in the world, he seemed to be completely unaware of the changes in the world, and continued to earn money and show his face by practicing martial arts.

Like other juniors, in order to make ends meet, he relies on a little kung fu and sells his strength every day to perform at temple fairs.

And loves to brag about himself.

Sha Zilong never admits that he has taken apprentices, because people who claim to be his apprentices have always only sold martial arts at temple fairs, and regard martial arts as a way to make money.

Relying on the three-legged cat kung fu to win the rare and thin copper coins of the people, and these few copper coins are not enough for them to live on their own.

More than five thousand words, the appearance of three characters.

The rivers and lakes wake up!

Family and country feelings!

pay for it!

Watching the freshly released "Soulbreaker Gun" in the middle of the night, Li Xiang smiled slightly, got up and lit a cigarette, took out his mobile phone, and sent the file to Li Yu.

[Li Xiang: ("Broken Soul Gun") the file has been sent. 】

[Li Xiang: Mr. Li, help me declare war on Jiang Hongtu tomorrow! 】

He originally wanted Li Yu to get up early tomorrow to see the news as soon as possible, but who knows, as soon as the news was sent, Li Yu replied——

[Li Yu: "Broken Soul Gun"?I see! 】

After finishing the chat, Li Yu sat quietly on the sofa holding his mobile phone.

[Sand Dragon's hotel has been changed to an inn.

There is no way to wake up from the great Eastern dream.

The sound of cannon suppresses the roar of tigers in the wild forests of Malay and India.

Half-awake people, rubbing their eyes, prayed to their ancestors and gods; after a while, they lost their land, freedom and sovereignty.

People with different complexions stood outside the door, their guns still hot.

What use are their spears, poisonous crossbows, and thick, colorful shields; even the ancestors and the gods they believed in are useless!
Longqi's Huaxia is no longer mysterious. With the train, passing through the tomb will destroy Fengshui.

The maroon flag with many ears, the steel knife with green sharkskin sheath, the horse with bells ringing, the wisdom and gossip in the rivers and lakes, loyalty and fame, even Sha Zilong, his martial arts and career, all become like a dream. last night.

Today is trains, fast guns, commerce and terror.I heard that someone is going to kill the emperor's head...]

"..." Li Yu carefully recalled the few simple meetings with Jiang Hongtu.

Jiang Hongtu is not Sha Zilong, not even Old Man Sun, he is just one of thousands of kings and three victories.

"As soon as this novel comes out, martial arts will really die."

Although Li Yu knew the grievances between the two parties, and understood why Li wanted to do this, but...

Just like that, let martial arts disappear in the dust of history like this, he can't do it!
The ashtray on the coffee table was unknowingly filled with cigarette butts, Li Yu's eyes were hidden behind the smoke, his expression was tangled, and he let out a long sigh.

Finally, he picked up the phone.

[Li Yu: Jiang Hongtu is not on the same side as them. He really wants martial arts to come back to everyone's attention. He just misses the old days too much. 】

Just finished washing, sitting on the edge of the bed to dry his hair, Li Xiang read the news and asked——

[Li Xiang: Then Mr. Li, what do you mean? 】

【Li Yu: A martial artist cannot die...】

It is said that chivalrous use of martial arts is forbidden, but in the era when the Internet was underdeveloped, martial arts novels entrusted the youth of a generation. At that time, half of their world was in the wind and half in dreams.

It's just that the wind keeps blowing, but the dream has woken up.

Many people patted their buttocks and got up to leave, but some still had their eyes closed, and you couldn't wake up those who pretended to be asleep.

Li Yu understood, Jiang Hongtu understood, and Li Xiang understood.

The reason is very simple, but some people are outsiders, and some people live in this mountain.

It's just the difference between being awake and not wanting to wake up.

Facing Li Yu's entreaty, Li Xiang replied——

[Li Xiang: If you can't break it, you can't stand it.Survive. 】

When Li Yu saw his words, he put his heart into his stomach.

Li Yu glanced briefly at "Broken Soul Gun", and he realized that Li Xiang's accomplishments in martial arts might surprise many people.

Now he breathed a sigh of relief, opened the file again, and carefully read "Soulbreaker Gun" word by word.

【"Don't pass it on, don't pass it on!"】

When Li Yu saw the ending, for some reason, he stood up and looked into the mirror, half black and half white hair, as if telling him——you are no longer young.

"I'm luckier than you."

Li Yu didn't know what to think of, and grinned loudly in front of the mirror.

……

……

Rooster crowing all over the place, a mountain village surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Jiang Hongtu, dressed in simple short-sleeved clothes and old-fashioned black cloth shoes, sat in the courtyard and took a rest after feeding the chickens.

He is over fifty years old, he is no longer young, and his figure is slightly deformed. Not only does he have a beer belly, but his back is also bent.

Smiling all day long, like Maitreya Buddha.

Jiang Hongtu's luck was good...and bad.

Fortunately, he was born in the golden age of martial arts and witnessed the glory of martial arts.

Unfortunately, when he took up the pen to express his dream of Jianghu, martial arts was already old.

He persisted, wanting to continue his life for martial arts, and this continuation lasted for twenty years.

Huafa is growing gradually, and the heart is out of breath.

From disdain for the Writers' Association to joining the Writers' Association.

From berating Fang Qiu to being driven by others.

20 years, too long... In the field of martial arts, he is the last glory.

So he can't fall, because martial arts can't fall either.

In the collection activities held by the National Library of China, one hundred works will be selected in the end, and will be permanently collected by the National Library of China.

permanent!

Collection!

He is old!

It's time to find a tomb for Wuxia!

Zhen Buping was willing to praise him, so he couldn't care less about it.

The children and grandchildren are still busy with their lives, but they don't have to worry about food and clothing, but he, an old man, lives more and more chicly.

Although his wife always said he was old-fashioned, he enjoyed it.

After feeding the chicken and drinking the porridge, he walked slowly around this small mountain village.

Country road.

Children run after each other.

Towards the sun, toward the school.

"The "Country Teacher" copied by the teacher, is it here with you? Show me quickly."

"No, I haven't read it yet."

"The teacher said, each person only has one day, and your time is up."

"...show me a little longer, I'm almost there."

While running, words scattered in his heart. Jiang Hongtu, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth, stood there with a stiff expression.

""Country Teacher"?"

For a long while, he shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Back then, they read scriptures, picture albums, and even practiced according to the pictures in the picture albums, but now... times have changed.

His back seemed to be getting more and more stooped, he forced a breath, and he walked to the weeping willow by the river, sitting quietly, watching the mighty river, watching the rising and setting of the morning sun.

[Zhen Buping: (Weibo link) Li Xiang is too crazy! 】

[Zhen Buping: Old Jiang, can you fight back? 】

Seeing the news, Jiang Hongtu was a little puzzled, did Li Xiang come to his door?

He got up and loosened his muscles and bones, and did not reply, but opened the link to check.

Jiang Hongtu didn't know how many things happened outside the small mountain village this morning.

At [-] o'clock in the morning, the official Weibo of the Association of Internet Writers posted a Weibo——

[Li Xiang: Mr. Jiang, it seems that you are dissatisfied with the author of the online article participating in the collection activities of the National Library? 】

[Li Xiang: I am also dissatisfied, just like you were dissatisfied with the decline of martial arts back then, and dissatisfied with what you are doing today. 】

[Li Xiang: Martial arts are dead, I said so! Please watch "Broken Soul Gun"! 】

The major publicity channels of the Internet Writers Association have also begun to exert their strength. The Qihang website has already published Li Xiang's new work-"Broken Soul Gun"!
Everyone: "???"

Great morning.

Such a fierce melon burst out like this?

The people who eat melons are not ready yet!
(End of this chapter)