Yuanshin: Before I was buried by Walnut, I opened the coffin and got up

"Master, I was wrong! I was really wrong! I was so excited just now, my brain went crazy!"

Jiang Bai apologized quite quickly. After finishing speaking, he put down Hu Tao's outstretched hand, walked behind and squeezed her shoulders, trying to ease her anger.

"To make amends, how about I give the hall master ten free hair washes?"

Hu Tao folded her arms around her chest, snorted, and didn't agree.

"Twenty times?" Jiang Bai asked tentatively.

"Fifty times!"

Without hesitation at all, Jiang Bai agreed, "Okay! No problem! Guaranteed service!"

"Isn't that a walnut? What's that for?"

In the distance, a blue boy eating a popsicle looked over here.

Beside him was a young man with short ear-length hair and a handsome face that was somewhat indistinguishable.

The boy rolled his eyes, "Let's go and have a look."

He watched the entire scene just now, when did Hu Tao have such a face-to-face friend?And it looks like their relationship is very good.

"walnut!"

Hearing the shout, Hu Tao turned around and saw that the person they were looking for was exactly what they were looking for, so she waved her hand excitedly.

Her complexion had already returned to normal, and her emotions came and went quickly.

"Xingqiu, and Chongyun, long time no see!"

"It's true that I haven't seen you for a while." Chong Yun nodded.

During this period of time, he heard that there was a place in Qingcezhuang that was haunted by evil spirits, and he squatted there for a long time, and only recently came back to Liyue Port.

Looking at these two teenagers who were about the same age as the hall master, with extraordinary appearance and demeanor, Jiang Bai subconsciously stood up straight, showing a shy smile that was not at all aggressive in front of outsiders.

Because of his shy smile, the hostesses in the Hall of Death still think that he is a shy and shy big boy.

"This is?" Xing Qiu looked at Jiang Bai, motioning for Hu Tao to introduce him.

Before Hu Tao opened his mouth to introduce, Jiang Bai took the initiative to step forward and introduced himself:

"Hi two, I am the hall master's best confidant, the best partner, the most loyal younger brother, and the most sensible subordinate! The soul evacuator of the Hall of Rebirth——Jiang Bai!"

Hearing the name, the corners of Xingqiu's mouth twitched.

Those names in the front sounded like the same thing, but what are the things behind them?

When did Hu Tao join a gang and find a younger brother?

At the end of hearing, oh, it turned out to be a person from Xiangshengtang.

Listening to Jiang Bai's introduction, Hu Tao's eyelids drooped, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably a few times.

How could she not know that she had so much to do with this guy?

The latter can still be called a fact, but what are the first few?

confidant?partner?Are you talking about him?

The honest man Chongyun blinked and praised from the bottom of his heart, "That's amazing!"

With so many names, one hears that they have a lot to do with each other.

"Hello, hello." Jiang Bai reached out to shake hands with them.

"Hi, I'm Xingqiu."

"I am Chongyun."

"The hall master often mentions you to me. When I saw you today, you are indeed a dragon and phoenix among the people, with extraordinary bearing, and a talent!" Jiang Bai directly patted a wave of rainbow farts.

Chongyun was a little embarrassed by him, Xingqiu was obviously used to hearing this kind of talk, and his heart didn't fluctuate.

"I am over-flattered."

Hu Tao interrupted Jiang Bai and continued to be polite, and said to Xingqiu: "You guys came just in time, I'm going to find you!"

"Oh? Looking for us? What's the matter?" Xingqiu and Chongyun looked at each other, but they didn't get any news from each other.

"I went to Mond a few days ago, and this is a souvenir I brought to you."

Hu Tao handed them the prepared gifts, "You brought a quill to Xingqiu, and to Chongyun you brought Mond's special iced drink formula."

"Then I'll accept it without hesitation!"

"Don't be polite to me!" Hu Tao waved her hand, signaling that they should not be polite.

We are all old acquaintances, don't become polite just because there is one more stranger.

"Xingqiu, I also have business with you this time."

"Oh? Are you going to have a poetry duel with me again?"

"No, I'm writing a book recently, but my writing ability is limited, I want to ask you for help!"

"Please...please me?" Xingqiu leaned back, his eyes widened, his pupils contracted, and at the same time, his toes were tightly gripping the soles of his shoes.

No way!No way!Could it be that Hu Tao knew about his novel writing?

God!He hadn't told anyone about this kind of thing, how did she know?

Xingqiu had the urge to flee on the spot before she said it, but he still held Hu Tao and didn't know that it was his overthinking and wishing to stay where he was.

However, the less you want something to happen, the more it will happen.

Just listen to Hu Tao as a matter of course:

"Yeah, you wrote a novel. I haven't written one. I want to ask you to guide me. Let's write it together."

"I I I..."

Xingqiu's brain went into a shutdown, and a sense of shame of writing a novel and being discovered by an acquaintance gushed out.

"Xingqiu, when did you write a novel?"

Chongyun knows that he likes to read some novels about martial arts stories and ghosts, but Xingqiu actually wrote a novel by himself, which is really unexpected.

Xingqiu's ears were red, facing his friend's inquiry, he pretended to be nonchalant.

In fact, it’s not a big deal if acquaintances find out about writing novels, as long as you can get over the pole of shame in your heart.

Xingqiu now only hopes that Hu Tao only knows that he wrote a novel, but not what he wrote.

However, things let him down again.

Only to hear Hu Tao say again: "Yes, the book he wrote is called "Shen Qiu Picking Up Swords". It sounds like a martial arts novel, but I haven't had time to buy it yet."

Hearing this, Xingqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and the toes that were clenched in the shoes couldn't help but relax a little.

He will have people buy all of Liyuegang's "Shen Qiu Picking up Swords" later, and they must not let them see what he wrote!

absolute!

Under Chongyun's puzzled eyes, he sneered, "Just write casually, it's not a big deal, it's not worth telling you about it."

Hu Tao patted Xingqiu on the shoulder, "You are wrong, how can you not tell us about writing novels? We can cheer you up and cheer you up!"

Xing Qiu smiled very stiffly, the gift he just received was extremely sticky.

Chapter 170 I Will Tell You Next Time

Xingqiu slanders in his heart:

Why didn't he say it?I just don't want them to know!

What is the difference between being naked/running in public when someone you know sees your immature novel?

He felt like his toes were going to snap out of three rooms and one living room.

"Next time, I will tell you next time." He smiled far-fetched.

It seems that the pseudonym [Zhenyu] can no longer be used.

It's a pity that his book is not finished yet...

But it's okay, no one will read it anyway, he just continues to write in private and not publish it.

"How did you know I was writing a novel, Walnut?"

Xingqiu really wanted to know how Hu Tao knew that he was writing a novel. He couldn't remember where he was exposed.

"This is what Abedo told me."

Speaking of this, Hu Tao put her hands on her hips, "My hall master is your poetic friend and confidant. You actually wrote a novel without telling your confidant me! If it weren't for Abedo, I wouldn't know about it!"

It's time for autumn.

Why did Hu Tao know Abedo!

There are so many people in Mengde and Liyue, how come these two people know each other?

If I had known it earlier, I would have told Abedo not to tell others about his being [Pillow Jade].

Also, when did they become confidants?

He sneered, and could only explain it far-fetchedly, "It's just an immature work, how dare I tell you..."

"You're wrong!" Chong Yun put his hands on his hips, feeling that Xing Qiu didn't believe them.

At first he thought that Xingqiu was embarrassed to tell, but now it seems that he did not tell them on purpose.

"It's a good thing for you to write a novel. Do you think we will oppose it and stop you?"

Xingqiu waved his hands awkwardly: "No, that's not what I meant..."

It was always Xingqiu who teased others, this young master was rarely so embarrassed.

Where is he afraid of their opposition?

He just couldn't pass that test and felt very ashamed.

This guy Chongyun always misses the point.

"Hmph~" Hu Tao folded her arms around her chest, not telling the truth.

She didn't tell him that she had already bought "Shen Qiu's Record of Picking up the Sword", but she just told him that she didn't buy the cunning because she didn't want him to escape.

"Let's go, let's find a teahouse and have a good chat about writing novels. I've already written the outline, and Abedo is in charge of the illustrations. Now I'm about to start writing!"

Hu Tao patted Xing Qiu's shoulder, and carried him forward to prevent him from running away suddenly.

"Great writer, you have to guide me well! You can't hide your secrets!"

Jiang Bai's eyes fell on Hu Tao's hand on Xing Qiu's shoulder, and the next moment, he jumped over from the other side, naturally pushed Hu Tao's hand away, and hugged Xing Qiu's shoulder.

"Yes, this matter is very important to us, we can't be careless!"

Xing Qiu was pushed forward, the forced smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more rigid.

He is ashamed and ashamed now, and he can't run away, so he can only accept his fate.

"What do you want to write? Why do you suddenly want to write a novel?" Chongyun took out a popsicle and asked curiously as he walked.

"Yeah? Why do you suddenly want to write a novel?" Xingqiu, who was disturbed by shame for a long time, finally remembered to ask this matter.

"Well, it's related to a business of our Xiangshengtang. The client entrusted us to help him write a book to write the stories of the snow-capped mountains buried deep in the snow, so as not to let them be buried in the snow of history... .”

In the teahouse, Hu Tao, who opened a private room, told the story slowly.

"So that's the case, then you really have to write carefully." Xingqiu nodded, holding his chin thoughtfully.

If Hu Tao just wanted to write a novel for fun on a whim, then it would be fine for him to fool around.

But if the last wish of the great adventurer is related to the past history, then it has to be well written.

"For the sake of the circulation and readability of the novel, I have discussed with the client before, and I will use the third person to narrate his adventures in the snow mountain in the form of a novel, and use his name as the name of the protagonist of the novel... ..”

"At the beginning, I thought this way. The protagonist [Katis] found an old notebook when he was packing things at home. It was left by his grandfather. His grandfather was a great adventurer. His grandfather hid the old notebook in the notebook. holding a precious treasure, in order to find the treasure, he came to the snow mountain according to the clues in the notebook..."

Listening to Hu Tao's narration, Xing Qiu agreed, "Throwing [treasure] as an inducement at the beginning is indeed a good way to promote the development of the story, and 'treasure' can also attract readers very well."

"After coming to the Snow Mountain, he originally wanted to find the treasure according to the instructions in the notebook, but he found many abnormalities, strange ruins, ancient murals, stone monuments covered by heavy snow, and the beautiful and melancholy soul of a young girl... ..

"The protagonist is the only one who can see this ghost. Among them, he walks with the girl ghost. After experiencing countless difficulties and dangers, he falls in love with this girl..."