Journey to the West: Play Westward Journey at the beginning

Chapter 41 The Tang Dynasty in the Human World Calls the Sword God
In the outside world, more than two months have passed since Yun Tianqing went into retreat.

Meng Bo also distributed the reprinted versions of the subsequent novels and poems left by Yun Tianqing to all the bookstore shopkeepers every time it was updated.Soon, it was time for another updated sale.

"Changsun, hurry up, Cheng San and the others have already queued up!" Fang Yi was urging from the side.

"Come here, come here, I just blamed the master for insisting on dragging me to check my homework." Changsun Chong also had a look of complaint on his face.

Then several people hurried to the nearby bookshop.

In addition, at the door of the bookstore, the three brothers of the Cheng family were waiting at the first position, waiting for the bookstore to open.

"Those idiots, Chang Sun Chong and Fang Yizhi, are still waiting for Master to finish class. If they can buy books today without spending money, I will write the three characters Cheng Chusi backwards!"

Cheng Chusi looked at the queue behind him that still had people queuing up to the end of Zhuque Street and around the corner, feeling full of confidence.

"After we were the first to buy the book, we went to Changsun Chong, read it in front of him, and read it in front of him!"

Cheng Chuliang rolled his eyes and thought of a good idea and suggested it to the two brothers.

"If we skip class to buy books, my master will tell me, and I'm afraid we'll get beaten again."

Cheng Chubi was a little melancholy. Originally, he wanted to come over after the party, but at worst he could just spend money on it. After all, his family was one of the top generals of the Tang Dynasty, so they still had a small amount of money.

"What are you afraid of? Dad has a share in reading the book we bought! He won't be so shameless even if he beats us after reading the book we bought. If he is really so shameless, let's talk to mother to reason with him!"

Cheng Chusi patted his younger brother on the shoulder and told him not to worry, as if he was in control.

In the restaurant across from Chang'an Bookstore, the Imperial Winery and the left and right stewards were looking down at the long queue from the box facing the street. The three brothers of the Cheng family who were at the head of the queue were particularly conspicuous.

"Hmph, during class, I actually skipped class and went out. If such behavior is not severely punished, it will not be a good study style!"

Sima Zhang looked coldly at the three proud Cheng brothers below. Unfortunately, the three Cheng brothers happened to be caught by Sima Zhang this time.

"Haha, I never thought that Du Gou, who told me that he was feeling unwell and needed to take leave, would recover so quickly and have time to come over and queue up to buy books. He is so eager to learn, so he should have time to copy Confucian classics a hundred times."

Although Song Ru had a smile on his face, his words did not spare the unscrupulous student who had deceived his teacher at all.

"Let's take a look. Li Yesi, Qin Huaiyu, Hao, and Yuchi Baolin are also here. It seems that in the past, I didn't teach them in accordance with their aptitude, which made them so tired of learning. I can't say I need to educate them properly."

Fang Zhixing also remembered the students in the team below one by one, obviously planning to deal with them later.

In the Taiji Hall, Li Shimin was reviewing the memorial. As soon as the attendant came in, he said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the new issue of "Seeking Demons" and "The Greatest Demon God in History" and other books have been delivered."

"Is there a new book out?" Li Shimin asked without raising his head.

"There's no new book out yet, why don't you go down and remind me." The waiter suggested.

"No need, leave a copy of "The Record of the Poems of the Years", "The Greatest Demon in History" and "Seeking Demons". The rest should be sent to the concubines, princes and princesses in the palace as usual." "Yes, His Majesty."

Obviously, while others are still waiting in line for the new issue of books, Li Shimin, the Lord of the Tang Dynasty, has already got it.After all, Twelve Bookstores don't have to throw away other people's face, and even noble children like the Cheng family brothers don't have to be afraid as long as they are reasonable.

But facing the Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, this was not something that Twelve Bookstores had the confidence to refuse. They didn't even dare to charge money, but simply gave it away for free.

However, while everyone was lining up to buy, the shopkeepers of Twelve Bookstores were gathering together. In addition to discussing each other's sales volume and seeing how to coordinate and arrange personnel, they were also discussing the newly released novels.

"Have you watched the new issue of "The Greatest Demon in History"?"

"Of course I watched it. The most regrettable and touching thing is the Sword God. Why do you think Pavilion Master Yun killed the Sword God so well?"

"This was not written by Pavilion Master Yun. Why is Pavilion Master Yun the one to blame?"

"You are stupid. Have you seen the authors of these novels for so long? I estimate that nine out of ten of them were written by Master Yun Pavilion, who just used a name to refute the disaster."

"Bearing for disaster? Why do you say this?"

"Let me ask you, how did you feel when you saw the Sword God being arrested and even being tortured by light and darkness for millions of years?"

"Of course I feel sad and unfair! If the author hadn't been here with me, I would have taken a knife to force the author to rescue the Sword God."

"That's it. I guess, after reading this new issue of novels, readers will probably feel a little dissatisfied. It's okay to say ten or a hundred, but don't forget that our current daily sales volume is the highest in the entire Datang Dynasty. The number exceeds [-] million. Once so many people make a fuss, we won’t be able to bear it.”

"Yes, I guess Pavilion Master Yun may be in seclusion for this reason. If there is a fuss, we will all push it to Pavilion Master Yun. Originally, we also got the replica from Pavilion Master Yun, so we also No way."

After a few words, a group of old foxes found a way to shirk the blame, and they suddenly narrowed their eyes in joy.

At this moment, the door of the Twelve Bookstores has already been opened, and people who were earlier in line, such as the three brothers of the Cheng family, have already bought books and went back to read them.

In the Cheng Mansion, there were suddenly three loud roars, full of anger.

"Why, why did the Sword God have to have his divine body shattered and his soul have to suffer the torture of light and darkness for millions of years!"

Cheng Chusi punched the table in front of him, smashing it into pieces.

"Obviously, just give the Sword God a little more time. It's obvious that just a little more time is enough for the Sword God to protect the Seven Swordsmen. Why don't you give the Sword God a little more time?"

Cheng Chuliang's eyes were red. After seeing the sword god, in order to win destiny for the Seven Swords, even if the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry, even if the blood was completely shed, he burned all his life, not for anything else, just to see him walk away. Go to the highest place and support him to reach the highest place. That is his greatest pride in this life!

When he saw the sword god using up his last life and burning a sword, he cut off the last shackles for Lin Huang and paved a smooth road to his final creation.

Cheng Chubi, Cheng Chuliang, and Cheng Chusi all shed tears and choked with tears.

How high are the towering green mountains?An inch of green mountains and an inch of blood! !
(End of this chapter)