Wu Sheng starts from strengthening

Chapter 29: Conceiving a Novel

The sky was overcast.

A crimson figure who stood upside down vaguely emerged from the dense white steam.

At this moment, Pan Ye was like a furnace containing huge heat, wisps of white steam continuously evaporated from the pores of his skin, blood surged rapidly all over his body, emitting a scorching breath all the time.

"Hah...ha"

After the training was over, Pan Ye took a deep breath, and then spewed out a large amount of white mist from his mouth and nose, and his eyes sparkled.

He turned his head, stretched his waist, causing the muscles and bones in his body to crackle, and then swung a dozen punches continuously in one breath, feeling the growth of strength in his body.

"It worked well."

"Huh, the body's toughness has also increased a lot."

Pan Ye estimated that one cycle of strengthening medicine packs is used sparingly. One pack is used for a week, and it takes about ten cycles. It only takes more than two months to complete the cultivation of the copper skin.

"From what Uncle Zhang said, it takes years for others to reach the copper skin level from the initial stage of physical training, and I already counted it extremely quickly."

Pan Ye took off his sweaty trousers, picked up a wooden barrel, filled a bucket of spring water, took a shower at will, and then went back to the house, and began to write and conceive a novel.

He recalled several popular web novels he had read in his previous life, and felt that the core elements of them were the protagonist's adventures and the plot of pretending to be a slap in the face.

"Let me think about it, the men in the Dahong Dynasty probably desire most to be named on the gold list and the wedding ceremony; as for the women, they are probably eager to find a handsome and extraordinary husband, and to have a steadfast and unswerving love.

"The market for female compatriots cannot be ignored, and my target can be aimed at the wealthy ladies in Rongzhou City who can read and write.

"Well, it is divided into 'male frequency and female frequency', and write two versions."

Pan Ye bit the tip of his pen, a flash of light flashed in his mind:
"The male frequency writes about an ordinary scholar. Because he failed the imperial examination, he was asked to withdraw from his fiancée's family from his little fingertips. The scholar wanted to come forward to argue with grief and indignation, but he was beaten to death. All thoughts were disillusioned and his expression was in a trance. Su Hui from the previous life was suddenly awakened in this state. In the previous life, he was a great Confucianist of a certain dynasty, erudite and talented.

"Being humiliated, he shouted on the spot the declaration of '30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor'. Later, he was named on the gold list, married the princess, returned home with wealth, and severely slapped him in the face.

"Many years later, he has already been an extremely powerful minister. When he met his old friend again, he just smiled. By the way, the names of people and places in the dynasty may not appear. Just make up one out of thin air."

"It's on fire! These natives who have never seen the world, can't they tremble with excitement?"

"For the female version, it can be written that the second lady of a certain mansion in a certain state has a poor background, and she has been bullied by her half-sister all the time. She wished that she would die. One day when she was out to relax, she met a noble son who was as gentle as jade and like a banished fairy. People fall in love at first sight, only to find out later that the young master is a person in the fairy way, and the second young lady fights against the vicious elder sister by relying on various skills that the young master taught her.

"After dealing with all the mundane matters, the young master became obsessed with his practice, causing his body to be infiltrated with demonic thoughts, and he forgot about the woman, thus staged an epic love and hatred."

Hush, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, hustling, pan ye wrote the story in his heart heartily.

When he was writing, he suddenly thought, if he uses rosary beads to strengthen the pen and strengthen the novel, will the pen automatically write for him?If the novel is strengthened, will the world in the novel come alive?Of course, he only thought about these thoughts in his heart, and now he has no energy at hand and is very poor.

In this way, Pan Ye was silent in the world of novels. Unknowingly, he wrote from the approach of noon until the night gradually fell. He even forgot to eat lunch. He didn't wake up suddenly until the courtyard door was knocked.

"Huh~ Let's write here first."

Pan Ye closed the pages of the book, looked at the two thin books, each about [-] words in volume, and nodded with satisfaction, believing that his two books would be a big hit.

"Who is it~"

He got up to open the door, only to see a "whoosh", a little white and fluffy thing jumped into his arms.

"Meow woo woo."

Tangyuan's head was buried in Pan Ye's arms, and there was a burst of meowing.

"what happened?"

Pan Ye gently stroked his hair, felt the grievance contained in its meow, and couldn't help laughing.

"Meow meow meow!"

Tang Yuan raised her head, her round face was covered with red gouache of various colors, especially the plump cheeks, the blush was even more apparent.

"Puff ha ha ha"

It cast a wronged look at Lin Yi outside the door, whimpered, and buried its head tightly in Pan Ye's arms.

"Hahaha, Miss Yi'er, what bad things did you do to it?"

Lin Yi smiled embarrassedly, "The glutinous rice balls are so cute, they were kissed by the little sisters in the yard in turn."

"Miss Yi'er, wait, I'll get you something."

Pan Ye ran back to the house and picked up the female video novel he had just written, tentatively titled "Meeting the Immortal".

"Here, the novel I wrote, take it back and read it, and give me an answer tomorrow morning~"

"Ah! You really wrote a novel, so be careful that I criticize you to pieces. I'm very strict."

Lin Yi held the booklet and said seriously.

……

In a small hall somewhere in the Lin Mansion.

Mrs. Lin, second master Lin Rongxu and third master Lin Rongtao sat on chairs, and the atmosphere in the hall was stagnant.

"Ahem" the old man was the first to break the silence, and asked the second master, "Second brother, have you found out who the group who attacked Mingke are?"

"Bring me up." The second master waved his hand and ordered his subordinates.

"Father, after several days of investigation, I have confirmed that the twenty or so people are indeed from other places, and they have no reputation in the Jianghu. They are just two or three kittens and puppies."

Not long after, two nurses pressed a few people with bruised noses and swollen faces into the lobby.

"thump."

The guard roughly pushed them to the ground.

The person who fell in the middle was a man with dark circles and kidney deficiency named Wen Ning who had teased Lin Mingke a few days ago.

"Tell the old man, who ordered you?"

The vicious guard with a swollen face slapped Wen Ning on the face.

Wen Ning, whose head was swollen into a pig's head, cried, "I said, I said, please forgive me! I only remember that day when I was drinking with a group of brothers in a restaurant, two masked men with strong martial arts heard that we They are from other places, and they paid a lot of money to ask us to follow the eldest lady.

"The little one wanted to refuse, but the two thieves threatened us. If we don't work for them, they will chop us up in Shenjiang, and they gave too much, so the little one agreed. Gentlemen, Those two murderers are both body forging warriors, we can't afford to offend them~"

The three masters frowned, looking at Wen Ning whose face was covered with snot and tears on the ground, the old master continued:

"Tell me in detail about the figure, accent and appearance of those two."

"The accent is similar to that of Rongzhou. Both of them are about eight feet tall (23cm here). The person who makes the sword looks younger, about thirty; the person who makes the bow is a little older, maybe over Don't be confused, I can't recognize what it looks like even if I cover my face."

Wen Ning roughly described the appearance of the two of them.

"Okay, although this person is not the culprit, but since he dared to ambush my precious daughter, he can avoid death if he dares to ambush my precious daughter. He dragged them out and broke their limbs and sold them to the Yongfu Gang."

The three masters ignored the howling and crying father and mother who were dragged out, and continued to discuss.

"Second brother, you also saw that these people have nothing to do with me."

"It doesn't matter, I heard from my subordinates that Shi Jian met you before." Second Master sneered.

"Second brother, I know you can't understand me flirting with people from other gangs, getting involved, and practicing evil magic.

But I'm not so mad, endangering my family for selfish desires, if you don't have evidence, don't talk nonsense, show real evidence to convince my father and me. "

"Where will I find it for you, those two people have long since escaped without knowing where you hid them."

"The little brother can't help it. If you want to touch me, dad won't agree."

"you!"

"Okay second child, without evidence, you can't slander third child for no reason."

"The plan for now is to step up efforts to find those two people. You two brothers will work together to find the real culprit as soon as possible."

"Dare to bully my daughter and granddaughter, I really want to die."

"Evidence, evidence again, sooner or later I will catch you."

The second master angrily slapped it on the table, and the precious huanghuali case instantly shattered into a pile of fragments.

The father and son looked at the figure of the second master going away, each in silence.

After a long while, the old man said: "Your second brother is also concerned about it, but I didn't expect that the relationship between you brothers has broken down so far in the past few years when I don't care about world affairs.

"Third, tell Dad seriously, does this matter have nothing to do with you?"

"Father, don't even you believe me?"

The old man closed his eyes, not feeling happy or angry: "Some of what the second child said is also unreasonable. Although I don't care about common things, I have heard some rumors about you over the years. Let me tell you, for the prosperity of the family, as long as you Wipe your ass clean, pick yourself clean, you can do some things that don't go on the stage, but don't spread it to your family."

He suddenly opened his eyes, and there was an aura of calm and prestige between his brows and eyes, and he shouted: "Otherwise, I'm asking you, understand?!"

"Yes, Dad."

The third master answered with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye.

Saying goodbye to the old man, the third master returned to his house, turned around in the yard, and came to a hidden rockery. He pressed a few times regularly on the mountain, and a stone door leading to the ground slowly opened.

The dim candlelight illuminates the small dark room, and two figures are reflected on the wall.

One person was lying weakly on a simple bed made of thatch, the thick white cloth on his abdomen was stained red with blood.

One person is dozing off with his legs crossed.

"Third Master!"

The cross-legged man stood up immediately, walked up to the third master and bowed slightly.

The third master walked into the dark room with a gloomy face, walked up to the man, and kicked him hard in the abdomen.

The man snorted and endured silently, not daring to say a word
"I asked you to kill Pan Ye, who gave you the courage to use the two young ladies as bait?"

"Third Master, I'm sorry, my subordinates were also in a hurry at the time." The man lay down under the third master with a panicked face, trembling.

The third master grasped with five fingers, and faint black energy emerged from his fingertips. He lightly clasped it on the top of the man's head, and his face was full of hostility: "Because of your 'in a hurry', even the old man was alarmed, and I was almost exposed."

"Ah~~Excuse me, please forgive me, Third Lord." The man suffered from great pain, and his body shook like chaff.

Wait until the man's begging for mercy gradually decreases.

"Hmph." The third master let go of his hand, regardless of the man lying on the ground, and said indifferently: "If it weren't for the lack of manpower on hand, I really want to chop you up and throw you into the Rongjiang River to feed the fish."

He glanced at Ding Bo, who was lying on the bed, and asked, "How is this guy doing?"

"It's useless. A kidney was shot and exploded by that kid. Even if it can cure martial arts, it won't make any progress."

"Two wastes, even a small initial body forging warrior can't solve it."

"You startled the snake, the old man is watching now, let's recuperate here for a few days, and I will arrange for you to go out of the city after a while."

"Go out and hide for a while. My second brother is full of anger and has no place to vent it. Be careful not to be caught by him, or don't blame me for turning my face and denying others."

"Yes, third master."

The third master flicked his sleeves and walked out of the dark room. Wisps of black smoke rolled around his body like a snake. His face was distorted and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Pan Ye...you must die."

……

Early the next morning, Pan Ye was woken up again by the sound of knocking on the door.

He glanced out the window, the sky was only slightly bright.

Opening the door, Lin Yi stood in front of the door tremblingly holding the book with his big red eyes. When he saw Pan Ye, he said angrily:

"Pan Ye, did you really write it, woo woo woo, Second Miss and her sister are really cruel, you must punish her severely!"

Because Pan Ye only wrote the beginning, and only wrote that the heroine was being bullied by her sister, Lin Yi was so angry that she didn't fall asleep all night after reading it, and came to him before dawn.

"Such a big reaction?" Pan Ye looked at Lin Yi who was gnashing his teeth, "Ahem, Miss Yi'er, wait a minute, what do you think of my writing?"

"Although the writing and narration are a little immature, the core of the story is very attractive, which makes me feel like I can't stop. I didn't expect you to be so talented."

Hearing Lin Yi's praise, Pan Ye felt complacent.

"I'm going to Yunshutang to submit a manuscript. It's too early now. Let's go back to bed later?"

"Wait, I'll go too!"

"well."

After more than an hour, the sky was bright, and Pan Ye came to Yunshutang with the manuscript.

The sickly Miss Yun was sitting behind the cabinet, flipping through a yellowed ancient book.

A few years ago, a certain influential Confucian in the court lamented that women in Dahong were not allowed to be officials, could not show their faces, and had a low status. After he suggested that the status of women in the court should be appropriately improved, the status of women in the court has improved slightly. It is not uncommon for the daughter of a businessman to show her face in public.

Hearing the movement, she raised her fair and delicate face, showing a faint smile:
"Sister Yi'er, Mr. Pan, are you here so soon? I thought it would take a while."

"Inspiration gushed out of my mind yesterday, and I couldn't help but write it out."

Miss Yun led the two to sit at the tea table and poured tea for them.

(End of this chapter)