If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

Chapter 120 Half Holy Handbook
"Wu Daozi?"

Lin Ke nodded towards Wu Daozi, the cute and cute lady, and glanced at Butcher Zhang indiscriminately by the way.

Butcher Zhang nodded imperceptibly.

Lin Ke was relieved and said, "Come in, my boy, do you have any questions?"

"Master, I still have some doubts about the way of manga." Wu Daozi entered the door, holding the simple drawing board that Lin Ke made for him.

"Such a serious attitude towards learning?" Butcher Zhang's eyes lit up when he saw this: "You also come together."

Ever since, Wu Daozi, the young lady, was also pulled to train together.

Practice martial arts first, then manga!
Lin Ke is really stuffed every day now, stuffed to the brim.

However, this feeling of enrichment is also very good.

Of course, Lin Ke didn't forget one important thing.

There are only six days left before the competition!
……

After a while of training and teaching, Butcher Zhang went back.

Wu Daozi began to ask for advice on the way of manga.

"teacher……"

Wu Daozi's face was flushed at this time, and he was still a little out of breath after training just now.

However, this power of qi and blood is also very good for him.

"Teacher, how do we draw such a character?" Wu Daozi took out the drawing board and asked Lin Ke about his knowledge of comics.

Linke looked over.

I saw the side face of a character drawn on the drawing board, and the expression on it was very exaggerated.

"You mean... storyboard?"

Linke raised his eyebrows.

Under the moonlight, Lin Ke sat by the tree and began to explain patiently: "There are many difficulties in comics, such as hand description, such as the overall battle description, etc. Among these difficulties, there are some key points that must be known, and the storyboard is one of them. one……"

However, at this moment, Chen An suddenly came to the door.

"Lin Ke! My father is dying!" Chen An's eyes were tear-stained, and he gritted his teeth: "There is an assassin!"

Lin Ke stood up abruptly upon hearing this.

Chen An!

Chen Pingping! ?

correct!

That Jing Zhaoyin Zuo Si not only hated him, but also hated Chen An who stood up at the beginning!
At the beginning, when Lin Ke Nian was listening to the thunder from a silent place, Chen An stood up with public opinion because he responded to his poems, and faced the son of Zuo Si, Jing Zhaoyin.

Back then, Master Jing Zhaoyin Zuo Siqiu must have remembered Chen An's appearance.

This assassination, by the way, wanted to kill Chen An as well.

It's a pity that Chen Pingping is here.

Thinking of this, Lin Ke hurried forward: "Wu Daozi, the three of you are waiting for me at home, I'll go and have a look!"

He followed Chen An to their home, and saw Chen Pingping lying on the bed with his face as blank as a sheet.

Things are scattered all around, all over the place.

"There was an assassin who wanted to kill me, but my father came out to stop and killed the man, but also fell down."

Chen An's voice suppressed hatred and crying.

Recently, Chen An has been accompanying Chen Pingping a lot of times.

After all, according to what Chen Pingping himself said, he won't live long.

However, even if he can only live for two months, he is still alive!
Not to mention only two months, even if you can only live for three days, that is still alive.

No one can justly deprive Chen Pingping of his life in advance.

"Did Uncle Chen say anything before he fell?" Lin Ke didn't know how to deal with the situation.

No one who studied medicine!
He could only squat down and slowly transfer his power of transformation into Chen Pingping's body.

"No, it happened suddenly. I was writing a book at the time, and my father was also reading "Fights Through the Sphere". I didn't want that black shadow to break in suddenly."

Chen An's voice was full of bitterness and resentment at the same time: "It's all to blame for Jing Zhaoyin Zuo Si! It's all my fault... I'm not strong enough!"

There was pain in Chen An's eyes, but also self-blame.

He was prepared to spend the last part of the journey with his father by his side in the days to come.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in the world.

However, accidents always catch people off guard.

Two months are two months, sixty days are sixty days, and one day cannot be missed.

Because no matter how short the time is, it is still time.

Just like an ordinary person can live for 100 years, it is too small in front of some animals and plants that live for hundreds of years at every turn.

It is also like some animals and plants that can only live for more than ten years, a few years, or even a few days, which are not enough for ordinary people to live for a hundred years.

However, it is not necessary to evaluate a short lifespan by virtue of its long lifespan.

People are born to die, but this does not mean that people are born to die.

Even if there is only one day, it is still a day.

Lin Ke naturally understood these reasons. When his grandparents and grandparents passed away, Lin Ke wished they could live one more day.

He could understand Chen An's sadness, but he had no choice but to comfort him: "When Li Daru and the others come back, there should be a solution."

The power of change he entered at this time was like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing any waves.

Useless!

Perhaps it is really what the ordinary Chen Pingping said before, he has already lost his soul, and it is time to go to research, but it has been dragged until now.

Of course, because of Chen Pingping's existence, he was able to protect his son Chen An this time.

Otherwise, under the circumstances at that time, Li Chungang and the others must have rushed to Lin Ke's courtyard instead of here.

Chen An didn't say anything either, he was not stupid, so he naturally knew that Chen Pingping was really helpless this time.

Therefore, he was just blaming himself there, and at the same time, there was an upward force in his heart.

Lin Ke looked at this scene, the power of change was beating slightly, and he seemed to be able to sense Chen An's mood.

At this time, Chen An has no father or mother, and he has a novelist's books on Taoism, and there are a lot of bosses around him, and he has this motivation and firm will to revenge...

If this is used as a blueprint for a novel, it is estimated that it can be written at a level of 500 million words, and it is still a good-for-nothing novel.

"Chen An, it's dangerous for you to live alone, why don't you come and live with me?" Lin Ke's small yard is not big, but it's okay to build two or three thatched or wooden houses.

Wu Daozi lived in, Ning Caichen lived in, and there were not many Chen An.

Just a table of mahjong.

"No, Brother Lin." Regardless of the tears in the corners of his eyes, Chen An looked at Lin Ke firmly: "I will set up a novel world here and wait for those people to come."

While speaking, Chen An picked up a certain book scattered on the ground, with a faint brilliance in his eyes: "The world of novels prepared in advance, I will wait quietly for the enemy to enter the urn."

The power of the novelist's imagination!

"Are you sure?" Lin Ke was a little surprised when he saw this, and then he was attracted by the book emitting an inexplicable light.

"Yu Chuzhou said"!
"This is the novelist's secret treasure written by Yu Sheng himself. Take me a few days to arrange it. When the novel world is completed, you should kill all enemies below the five realms!" Chen An's words were murderous.

Lin Ke was curious when he heard the words.

The rubbings written by Yu Sheng himself? !

and……

All enemies under the Five Realms? !
"So powerful?!"

　Ask for tickets at the end of the month! ! !

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