Mingshi

Chapter 171 It's Past Midnight

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Liang Tao stretched his head and saw the page read:

At this time, it was nearly dusk, Zhou Chun fought for half a day, knowing that he could not win easily, he suddenly threw his body and danced his sword, forming a sword flower about Zhang Xu long..."

Then he read it. Fortunately, there were less than [-] words left, and the shopkeeper quickly finished reading it.Liang Tao snatched the book away, and only then did he feel that he was exhausted from bending over and stretching his head just now, with back pain, back stiffness, and neck ache.He quickly found a chair and sat down. When the shopkeeper saw Liang Tao, he said nothing. He leaned his back on the chair, narrowed his eyes slightly, and was still immersed in the story of "The Legend of Shushan".

Liang Tao's eyes first fell on the cover of the book, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but blurt out.

"Good word!"

Seeing the six words "Shushan Biography" and "Huangshi Weng" written on the cover, I thought that the author should be an old man, and an old-fashioned appearance appeared in front of my eyes.

At this time, he didn't care about admiring the font, and hurriedly turned to the first page and began to read it.

From time to time, people came in to buy a few books and left, and some people noticed the "50 tael" label, but when they saw that it was empty, they thought it was sold.

Some were able to hold back their curiosity and left without asking anything.Some people couldn't help being curious, so they asked the clerk, and the clerk answered those scholars just like he answered Liang Tao just now.Seeing Liang Tao's fascinated appearance, most of the scholars shook their heads and left, but there were also a few scholars who walked behind Liang Tao and stretched their necks to look at him like Liang Tao did back then.

The scholars standing behind Liang Tao also knew Liang Tao. At first, they glanced at Shuji and laughed at Liang Tao, but they were attracted by the story inside without reading a few lines. The plot became more and more attractive, and the climax continued. The bizarre world and the plots that they never dreamed about made the scholars forget to laugh at Liang Tao, and they became more and more focused on watching.

Swordsmen's fights, unexpected adventures, seeking immortality, love, friendship...

As Luo Xin said, in the era when the spiritual culture of Ming Dynasty was still very poor, this kind of story has an incomparable appeal to the scholars of this era.

The book unfolds an unimaginable world to them. It is said to be the end of the Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, but it is completely different. Those swordsmen have completely deviated from the description of ancient knights, but a world of immortals. This is the time when the world let them indulge. , can not extricate themselves.

Inside the inn.

Luo Xin finally finished speaking ten times, and his throat was burning with exhaustion.But that Zhou Yu stared straight at Luo Dao:
"What happened later? What happened later? You continue?"

Luo Xin rolled his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I haven't written it yet."

"Then tell me first!" Zhou Yu was not discouraged.

"I haven't figured it out yet."

"No way?" Zhou Yu's eyes were full of disappointment.

"I'm hungry!"

"I invite you!" Zhou Yu jumped up and said, "After dinner, you should quickly think about the next story."

"I want a good meal."

"no problem."

Inside the Zhuangyuan Bookstore.

The shopkeeper finally came back to his senses at this time, he finally walked out of the world of "The Legend of Shushan", looked around, and saw Liang Tao sitting on a chair with the "Legend of Shushan" watching, while he There are four people behind him who are bending over and watching.His heart was full of shock at this moment.

"I didn't expect the story written by that son to be so attractive. Should I talk to him about publishing a book?"

He glanced at Liang Tao and the scholars again, and said in his heart: "Look at the reaction again, anyway, there are five days, even if I want to talk to that young master now, I don't know where he lives."

The sky was getting dusk, Liang Tao finished reading the last page, his expression was a little wandering, his eyes were a little illusory, he hadn't come out of the world of "The Legend of Shushan".

"Ouch..."

There was a cry of pain coming from behind him. It turned out that the four scholars who had been bending over and stretching their necks were crying out for pain while moving their bodies.This burst of pain finally woke Liang Tao up, jumped up from the chair with a bang, and came to the shopkeeper in three steps at a time, put the book on the counter, and asked anxiously:

"Shopkeeper Song, where's the second book?"

"The effect is very good!" Shopkeeper Song was secretly happy, but with a smile on his face, he said: "There is no second volume yet, maybe there will be a second volume in five days."

A look of disappointment appeared on Liang Tao's face. At this time, the four scholars also came over. Liang Tao read it from the beginning to the end. They read it halfway, and one of the scholars asked:

"Is this book really 50 taels of silver?"

"Yes!" Shopkeeper Song nodded.

The four scholars looked a little regretful, and even Liang Tao also showed regret. He felt that it was not enough to read it once, and really wanted to buy it and read it again at home.

However, 50 taels of silver is too expensive to buy a novel. In the end, Liang Tao left with regrets, while the four scholars lay down on the counter and turned "The Legend of Shushan" from the first page. Open, to see the parts they haven't seen before.

After Luo Xin and Zhou Yu finished their meal, Zhou Yu took Luo Xin to buy the Four Treasures of the Study, and asked Luo Xin to return to the inn to continue writing "The Legend of Shushan".Luo Xin didn't want to waste time either, so the two brothers hurried back to buy the Four Treasures of the Study, and they were all paid by Zhou Yu.

Back at the inn, Luo Xin began to write from No.11. Luo Xin wrote a piece of paper, Zhou Yu went to read a piece of paper, and it was past midnight before he knew it.

"call……"

Luo Xin let out a long breath, his legs and wrists were sore.If Luo Xin hadn't practiced martial arts since childhood, he couldn't persevere at all, and Zhou Yu would have collapsed on the ground long ago.

Turning his head to look at Zhou Yu, he saw Zhou Yu holding a piece of paper in his hand and looking at it comfortably, so he sighed.

"Why am I so miserable!"

"Finished?"

Hearing Luo Xin's sigh, Zhou Yu raised his head, his eyes fell on the paper on the table, he reached out and took the paper over, looked down, as if Luo Xin didn't exist at all.

Luo Xin shook his head and sighed, stood in the middle of the room and moved around, then took off his clothes and lay down on the bed.Before he fell asleep, he saw Zhou Yu walking over with a few steps, holding a stack of papers in one hand, pushing him with the other and saying:

"Why are you asleep? Hurry up and write?"

Luo Xin was about to cry, grinning and said: "Brother, it's already past midnight, okay, can you let me sleep for a while? My brother is only 11 years old, young and weak..."

"Oh..." Zhou Yu turned his head to look out the window, and murmured, "It's past midnight!"

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