I picked up fragments in Tiantian Film and Television

Chapter 654 Her Wound

The world of fiction.

Shen Haofeng, who got rid of the red-armored soldiers, met Panruo and the others in the city.

When he arrived, Xiao Juzi was telling a story to Kongwen and the others, "A long time ago, the emperor had two favorite generals who opened the government, one was named Chifa and the other was named Jiutian. They were sworn brothers.

"But the emperor has not been in court for a long time. Chifa has the final say in all major matters. Some people said that the emperor was dead. Chifa arrested and beheaded everyone who said this. When Jiutian heard about it, he took him with him The soldiers rushed to the imperial capital to see the emperor. Chifa said to Jiutian, good brother, go home. As long as you obey, I will make you a great commander.

"After Jiutian refused, Chifa started fighting with him."

Listening to Xiao Juzi's story, especially when he heard Jiutian's name, Panruo's expression changed, and his eyes were full of sadness.

He was still young at that time and had no memory of his father. Now he didn't know that Jiutian was his and Panruo's father. He asked Xiao Juzi, "What happened next?"

He instinctively wanted to know the ending of the story.

Xiao Juzi said calmly: "Later Jiutian died and became a traitor, implicating the nine clans. The red-haired master hated the people in the city for helping Jiutian, so he ordered the eighteen houses in the city to become enemies of each other. As time went by, Cheng They want to fight, and when a fight breaks out, the red-haired ghost sets off fireworks. I guess he likes fighting."

After telling the story, Xiao Juzi said to everyone, including Shen Haofeng later: "It's not safe here. Let's move to another place."

It was her home that Little Orange wanted to take them to.

There was indeed nothing, not even a place to sit. Kongwen sat down on the steps.

While she was telling the story, she saw Shen Haofeng's Panruo and asked Shen Haofeng with her eyes. After seeing that Shen Haofeng had recovered from his injuries, Panruo checked him carefully again.

Kongwen said without hesitation: "I will take you to run."

He himself was running for his life, and he had been running for so many years, but he wanted to save others. It's just like that saying, I am not happy with my life, but I can't bear to see the suffering of others.

"Okay." Kong Wen responded, and the group followed Xiao Juzi, carefully walking along the empty long street... It wasn't empty at all, there were many corpses on the ground.

Several people rushed into the room quickly, ignoring Shen Haofeng and others who were standing aside. They entered as quickly as they came out. When he came out, he was still cursing, saying that everything in the house had been robbed.

Kong Wen was about to say something, but suddenly he heard a voice outside shouting, "The killings are over, and the roots must be eradicated. The house is bolted and climbed over the wall."

"Go and see if there are any calligraphy and paintings left. Take them all away."

Kong Wen, who didn't expect this to be her home, was startled for a moment, but after hearing her shout, there was no movement in the house. Just when he looked inside, Xiao Juzi slowly said: "A few years ago, my parents went out to look for To eat, maybe I missed the curfew and didn’t come back.”

"Yes."

In fact, even if she didn't say it, Panruo would have guessed that her previous behavior, her maturity far beyond that of children her age, and her lack of parents all indicated that she might be an orphan.

The people who climbed over the wall immediately saw Kongwen and the others. Someone went to lower the door bolt, and many people suddenly poured into the yard. They were all from Zhulongfang who won the battle.

Instead, Little Orange said: "Wherever you go, the world is full of red-haired ghosts."

Looking at Kongwen sitting next to her, his series of actions made Xiao Juzi feel that he was a good person. With this thought, Little Orange took out a painting from his body. In the painting was a dignified and virtuous woman.

The sudden movement startled Kongwen and the others.

"My father painted it when my mother was young." Chong Kongwen explained, and Xiao Juzi added: "The most valuable thing in Baihanfang is the calligraphy and painting. They robbed all the calligraphy and painting in the place. Tianma If it comes to light, they will also steal my mother's paintings and come to kill me."

Although there is a curfew, the red-armored soldiers will not move at night, which is actually much safer than during Youshi.

"There is nothing here, you can sit down wherever you want. Have a rest here and you can go out tomorrow." Xiao Juzi greeted everyone.

Entering the house, which now looked extremely bleak in the dark night, Little Orange shouted softly: "Dad, Mom, I'm back."

I was relieved to find out that he was really fine.

"Someone has been here and there's nothing left."

"Kill these few people and then leave. Then go check out other places. Don't waste time."

……

real world.

It's raining.

Guan Ning, who told Tu Ling to exchange Lu Kongwen's life for Yu Changhai's, dialed Lu Kongwen's number and asked, "Where are you?"

Lu Kongwen reported the address, and Guan Ning took a taxi to find him.

roof.

According to the address mentioned by Lu Kongwen, Guan Ning hurriedly arrived at the roof of what looked like an abandoned small building. When he came up, he saw Lu Kongwen soaked in the rain and said nothing.

He must have heard the movement behind him and knew that it was Guan Ning who was coming. Lu Kongwen said slowly, "You were right yesterday. For so many years, I haven't been able to write anything good, so I still have to write, and it keeps dragging my mother down. I'm too willful. Yesterday, some crazy person threw a stone at me. I thought I was going to die, but my heartbeat was really clear."

While talking, Lu Kongwen climbed up the guardrail, "For a moment, I thought it would be good if I just died like this. It's easy, so easy."

Guan Ning didn't feel anything at all when he said he was mentally ill and would throw rocks at him. Looking at Lu Kongwen standing on the railing, he might fall from the building at any time, Guan Ning said: "I understand, I have always been there." Waiting for hope, but hope doesn’t come.”

"I think of my dad. He was fine at first, but he was gone all at once." He took two more steps towards the edge of the railing. If he went a little further, he would miss the mark. Lu Kongwen said: "If someone can push me now and all problems are solved, I would like to thank him very much."

Guan Ning stretched out his hand tremblingly.

With just a slight push, Lu Kongwen fell down the stairs and was dead.

At this moment, Lu Kongwen spoke again, "It's a pity that you haven't finished writing that character yet."

Ok?

"What is my character?" Guan Ning was a little confused.

Lu Kongwen turned back to look at him, "I told you a long time ago, in your little notebook, there is a man in armor, with a dark copper-colored thing covering his face, and you can't see anything. It's so impressive. So I wrote you into the novel." As he said that, Lu Kongwen took out his notebook from his pocket and said, "I was so anxious yesterday that I wrote all of it in this notebook. Strictly speaking, it wasn't about you. A warrior wearing red armor jumped out from you."

Here, it is officially certified that the red-armored soldier is Guan Ning.

Anyway, this is not Lu Kongwen’s first time writing real characters into novels. He had Shen Haofeng before him, so he is already familiar with it.

Taking the notebook from his hand, Guan Ning flipped through it quickly. He was chasing the little boy before, and the scene that accidentally flashed through his mind was actually seen in the notebook.

"The red-armored warrior was slashed on his head. The wound is exactly the same as yours." Lu Kongwen pointed to the wound Guan Ning had made with a wine bottle from Yu Changhai and said firmly.

Guan Ning looked at him in astonishment.

Lu Kongwen squatted down at this moment and did not continue to stand on the railing. "When I was writing, I actually felt that the samurai was not chasing Kongwen, but was attracted by the sound of Little Orange's flute."

"Little orange?" Guan Ning looked stunned, "What little orange?"

Guan Ning has always said that he is a fan. Now asking such a question makes Lu Kongwen a little disappointed. He broke away from Guan Ning's hand on him and said, "She has always been in the novel, a little girl about ten years old. Bai Hanfang Little Orange, her parents are gone."

Little orange?

Parents are gone?

Guan Ning's breathing was heavy. He couldn't help but think of what Tu Ling had said to him before, saying that every time the red-haired ghost fainted or was injured, Li Mu would faint like he did at the press conference that day.

He also thought of many things, what Lu Kongwen said to him, what Xiao Juzi said to him when he was young, these voices kept intertwining in his mind...

After a while, Guan Ning calmed down a little. He gritted his teeth and asked Lu Kongwen: "Can novels change reality?"

"Your question is a bit strange. Novels change reality...I don't know, but I believe that the world of novels and the people in them exist." Lu Kongwen thought for a while and replied. "In another place, living like us."

Turning his head and seeing Guan Ning's complicated expression, Lu Kongwen said to himself: "Really. In the novel, Little Orange and the others escaped the red-armored warriors, but they were surrounded by mobs. How did they escape?"

Guan Ning, who had been struggling, finally made his decision. He stared at Lu Kongwen, "You wrote this novel, so you can change the world. Aren't Kongwen's sisters and brother-in-law all here? It's not easy to deal with these mobs. ? Besides, you’ve written so much about the talking armor on Kong Wen’s body, what is it used for?”

"Armor?" Lu Kongwen was shocked, "Yes, the armor sucks Kongwen's blood. There is a wonderful symbiotic relationship between them."

From this point of view, Lu Kongwen, who wrote "Killing Gods", only knew the plot a few minutes earlier than those who read the novel.

Lu Kongwen, who suddenly had an idea, got excited, slipped, and fell downstairs. Fortunately, Guan Ning was right next to him and caught him with quick eyesight and quick hands. Otherwise, Lu Kongwen would only end up chasing the building and dying.

"Hold on, don't let go, I'll pull you up." Guan Ning, who was holding Lu Kongwen's wrist tightly, shouted loudly.

Although the person was hanging outside, a smile broke out on Lu Kongwen's face.

This smile was not because Guan Ning held him back, but because the novel finally had an idea. Such a scene reminded Shen Haofeng, who was watching the movie at the time, of the jokes he had read online.

For those who write novels, even if they are in the middle of doi, they remember that they haven’t updated it today, so they pull it out and finish the update first, eh.

After struggling for a long time, Guan Ning, who was exhausted and panting, finally rescued Lu Kongwen.

Guan Ning was sitting on the ground, gasping for air. After he recovered a little, he found that Lu Kongwen was no longer around. Thinking that he might have been inspired again, he rushed back to write a novel, but Guan Ning didn't care. .

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed Tu Ling's number.

"Tu Ling, I know you are listening, so I won't do this job anymore. I won't let Lu Kongwen die. After finishing the novel, I will surrender." After saying that, Guan Ning threw the phone down from the stairs.

At the same time, Guan Ning said in her heart: "Orange, no matter where you are, even if you can't come back, even if you are in the novel, I will let you live."

the other side.

Tu Ling, who was sitting in the car, threw away the headphones on his head angrily.

She exerted force, which affected the wounds on her body and her sore thighs, and she couldn't help but frown.

Calling it a wound may not be accurate. Her wound has been there for a long time. It has been on her body for almost thirty years, and the color is getting darker and darker. It's just that other wounds form brown scabs, which tend to heal after they fall off.

But this wound was different. Even though the color was brown, there was no sign of healing at all.

Therefore, to be precise, Shen Haofeng only made the injury appear in front of Tu Ling again.

It wasn't just this wound, there was a hole behind her, which was also enlarged by Shen Haofeng's violent manipulation. It's daylight, and I can't even close it.

The pain on his body and his depressed mood made Tu Ling want to kick Shen Haofeng to death while he was sitting in the passenger seat drinking coffee. "He did not harm Lu Kongwen. He quit."

"As expected, those who have gained the right will get more help, while those who have lost the right will have less help." Shen Haofeng smiled faintly, "Once Li Mu's true face is revealed, he will be like the red-haired ghost in the novel world. He will only be killed and imprisoned." He will be punished by law."

After hearing his words, Tu Ling immediately turned to look at him, "What do you mean? What do you know?"

Shen Haofeng waved his hand, "I'm just guessing that Li Mu can use little oranges to deceive Lu Kongwen, and of course he can also deceive you. The most important thing is that his hatred for Lu Kongwen is definitely not as simple as a novel that can affect him. It's like Fortune telling is all about believing in these things first, then you will feel that the other person's fortune telling is accurate.

"If you don't believe it from the beginning, the theory of numerology is just nonsense to some people. How could Li Mu notice a novel that has no readers? This is very suspicious in itself, isn't it?"

When she found Guan Ning and asked him to help kill Lu Kongwen, facing Guan Ning's questioning, Tu Ling said that no matter how outrageous the matter was, as long as her boss believed it.

The implication is that she is also skeptical about novels affecting reality.

Now that she heard Shen Haofeng's words, she couldn't help but start thinking. It was just that Li Mu hid what happened back then so well that she couldn't think of anything suspicious at all.

"These are all your guesses." Tu Ling said coldly.

He handed her the coffee he had taken a sip of and said, "I feel like you need a cup of coffee more than I do. Whether I guessed it or not is not important. What's important is that your boss can't let Lu Kongwen go. I don't have much time to spare." ."

Can't you buy an extra drink knowing she needs it?

Tu Ling wanted to reject her, but the two of them were like that last night. She had eaten everything she should eat, so indirect kissing didn't matter.

(End of this chapter)