Legend of the Great Saint

Dry, Li Qingshan immediately ordered someone to bring a pen of ink paper yam, push away the beverage in front of him, and spread it out on the table. Another cranial drink on his back, just when Gu Yanshadow thought he was going to take advantage of the booze, the text, the pen to the dragon snake, capitalize. Li Qingshan began to bite the pencil pole, and frowned and contemplated, while he raised his head and sighed. After a while, he drank wine and ate meat again.

“Write it!” Gu Yanshadow couldn't help but hurry.

“Didn't you see I was thinking?” Li Qingshan chewed the tough monkey meat and looked impatient.

“But you're obviously eating. ”

“What do you women know about novelists?” Li Qingshan's eyes glared.

“Well, I don't get it, Master Li, go ahead.” Gu Yan was helpless and thought he wasn't always reliable.

However, Li Qingshan swayed the Middle East with a pen in his warm pavilion, admired the heavy snow outside the window, looked at the famous painting on the wall, almost all the things in the room were drummed up again, then sat at the table. Some of them grabbed the pencil pole unwieldily, and suddenly said to Gu Yan Shadow: “What do you think those guys out there look like, practicing swords? ”

“I don't know." Gu Yanshadow lay on his bed. He took a copy of "The Secret History of Martial Arts" and didn't even look at him.

“Why don't we...”

“Don't go. ”

“I didn't say I was going to see. ”

“Write quickly. ”

“Is this my novel or yours?” Li Qingshan got angry.

“Forget it, you can't write it anyway, let's go for a walk!” Gu Yanshadow dropped the book and smiled slightly.

“Anyone who says I can't write, I've got it figured out, I'll write it to you now! ”

As a novelist, Li Qingshan, can't be insulted by this. He immediately penned his book and wrote it up. The dog's climbing font made Gu Yanshan laugh, but he looked serious and didn't say anything. Anyway, just help him rewrite it later.

The sound of the snow and wind call came through the invisible windows, which in turn reinforced the silence in the palace, with occasional crackling of the furnace fire.

She held her head together and remembered how many teenagers had not been so relaxed, perhaps never since the day she was born.

Without thinking about the passage of time and not rushing to do anything, there is nothing to do anyway. It may be a common feeling for a mortal, but it is precious enough for her. Stare at the distant people and naturally have no time to admire the scenery along the way.

After a while, Li Qingshan's penned voice revived her mind and asked with a smile: "Are you finished? ”

“Of course." Li Qingshan picked up a page and handed it to Gu Yan Shadow.

“Few!” Gu Yan Shadow was slightly surprised and felt like he had to go out of his mind for at least one hour.

“What do you think I'm doing? You know what a novel is?” Li Qingshan shouted at the table.

“I was wrong. ”

Gu Yan Shadow felt his ears were a shock. Even in the void, he was not so agitated. Perhaps he wrote very carefully. There was nothing he could do to make a mistake. He looked down. Though the font was hard to recognize, she could still guess. The expression gradually became a bit odd, from frowning to laughing to laughing in a short time after reading a page.

Then she rubbed the novel in her hand into a piece of paper and threw it on the floor, smiling: “I'm right! ”

“Gu Yanshadow, what do you want!!! ”

Li Qingshan's roar could be heard almost even in the outer courtyard. Everyone was heartbeat. When he tried to kill Hou Hongtao, it was not surprising. Someone could provoke him to be so angry, but what would happen to him? I thought it would be terrible.

Li Qingshan knelt on the ground, holding his own ravaged heart and blood, and left anger.

Gu Yanshadow shook his head and said seriously: “Qingshan, no one will see this kind of thing, even if it is filled with kung fu secrets, people will only pick out secrets to look at! ”

Li Qingshan's face changed for a while and suddenly shrugged his shoulders, “Okay, I give up!” Back on the bed opposite, lying flat on all fours, drinks head to head.

Gu Yan shadowed, then smiled bitterly. Is this the same Li Qingshan she knew, inflexible and tenacious?

“Still good, Annie! Ann, where are you? I can't live without you! ”

Li Qingshan remembered his wonderful time with Xiao An on Yunfeng Island, when he wrote a book about how harmonious she was.

Gu Yanshadow couldn't sit down, got up and apologized: “Master Li, please don't do this. Am I wrong? Why don't we think of something else? ”

“You're wrong. You think so! ”

“Well, I guess I do.” Gu Yanshadow wandered for a few steps and said, “Since it is the biography of the White Monkey King, just learn more about his life experience and connect these stories together, can it be a book? ”

“I'm tired, go understand!” Li Qingshan turned around and turned his back to Gu Yan Shadow.

Gu Yanshadow turned a white eye and called Yuan Fifi in. “Chief Yuan, I hear you've been following the White Monkey King for years? ”

“The Proprietor called me Fifi, and whatever it was, it really killed the slave family.” Yuan Feifei glanced nervously at Li Qingshan's back, and that roar almost didn't scare her to pee.

“Okay, Fifi, listen to me. The more detail, the better. ”

Gu Yan Shadow slightly turned his head. If you call him Fifi by age, it's really nothing.

Yuan Feifei told the story, from stuttering to hanging mouth, she was the convenient generation of mouth. The White Monkey King's drunkenness also favored to brag about his experiences. That story is just how much it takes.

Gu Yanshao listened quietly, and when he saw Li Qingshan, he raised his ears quietly. He couldn't help but laugh.

After listening again, Li Qingshan suddenly sat up, turned around and looked serious.

Yuan Fifi was shocked and fell on his knees. "Lord, forgive me! ”

“You go on, who wants your life? ”

“Yes, yes! ”

Until midnight, my tongue was dry and I dared not stop.

Gu Yan shook his hand: “Okay, just back off, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow. ”

If Li Qingshan thoughtfully touched his chin, he saw Gu Yan's face again wearily, waved out the light: “It's late, rest too! ”

Gu Yanshadow lay down, closed his eyes, pinched the wings of Peng Peng in his hand, looking forward to that dream.

“Tomorrow you will moisten my pen!” Li Qingshan suddenly said that this was Xiao 'an's job.

Gu Yan opened his eyes and smiled. “Well, I'm a little flattered.” After a moment of silence, I couldn't help but ask: "Can it be without Ann? ”

“Of course not! ”

“Poor Ann, she must envy me.” Gu Yanshadow closed his eyes again and changed his comfortable position.

“It's the people who are trapped here that are pathetic! ”

“Yeah, poor Gu Yan Shadow. ”

Anyway, Li Qingshan's writing plan finally restarted.