Ford Tianguan

Chapter 961: The extra chapter failed and the author suffered a backlash by playing the victim. He got inspiration by burning incense in front of the land temple.

"Dear readers, the story will eventually come to an end. It may not be perfect, but this is reality."

Huang Tian clicked on his "Closing Remarks" and looked at the chapter inside.

Playing the victim is no longer effective, the only option is to resort to sensationalism.

But when I saw the comments, the readers added a string of numbers and said: Another book has been killed.

"You damn eunuch, if you read your book again, I will be a dog!"

“I knew it was going to end badly.”

"Haha, this is not the first time. I changed my username before and I recognized it, but I didn't dare to admit it."

……

Huang Tian just thought to Ding Han, is this world so malicious towards failed authors?

If you don't love novels, how can you write novels?
I turned off the comments out of frustration.

I let out a long sigh and said to the protagonist in the book: Every book is my own child. Although I am a male mother, love is the same. I have arranged the best ending for you. The future will be difficult for me, so you can only rely on yourself.

Huang Tian has compromised and decided to write novels for his love. His relatives helped him find a government-sponsored job that pays 2,000 yuan a month, which is barely enough to make ends meet.

But working during the day and writing novels at night was too stressful, so he had no choice but to speed up the plot and click "end".

Said goodbye to the past.

Huang Tian was feeling a bit depressed, as he hadn't been out for nearly two months. Now that the novel was finished, he planned to go out for a walk and relax.

I happened to be browsing the local video apps and came across a small mountain climbing spot that didn’t require a ticket and gave you a bird’s eye view of the city. There was also an ancient village at the foot of the mountain, where you could experience the customs of the Jiangnan region during the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Huang Tian suddenly decided to pack up a bit and set off.

The ancient village is very beautiful. There is a big camphor tree at the entrance of the village. It is said to have a history of more than 300 years and was planted during the Qing Dynasty.

There is a temple under the tree, which worships the village god.

The guide says that although this temple is small, it has a history of several hundred years. Many civil servants, lawyers, and college students from the village are said to be worshipping the God of Land.

Huang Tian had no idea of ​​worshipping him at first, but then he thought: The God of Land is also called the God of Fortune and Good Fortune, so if nothing else, it would be okay to ask him to bless us with peace.

So he went to the village store, bought a bunch of incense, and worshiped respectfully: "Although I have always failed, I still love writing novels. I pray to the God of Land to bless me and let my literary inspiration flow."

A whole bunch of incense sticks, I don't know how many hundreds of them, were inserted into the stove, and the air was filled with smoke.

At this time, a car appeared and a man in a suit appeared with a briefcase. He was a little surprised to see Huang Tian.

But the two looked at each other without communicating, and the man took out a basket of paper materials from the trunk.

Then he began to burn in the furnace: "Grandpa Land, this is the divorce case file that you love to read the most. It is very bloody and explosive. I have been saving it for a year. Today I will show it to you and you can judge right from wrong."

Huang Tian was surprised to hear this. He looked at the A4 papers burning to ashes and couldn't help asking, "How do you know that the God of Land likes to see this?"

"I found it by accident." The man said, "I burned files here once before, and I got really lucky afterwards."

"After all, some electronic files need to be destroyed after being printed out, and the shredder is very slow, so it's better to bring them here and burn them. Every time they are burned, something good will happen to me."

"Ah! This?"

The lawyer smiled and said, "Although the land god is a god, he is at the bottom of the civil service system in the heaven and the underworld. Maybe he is waiting for my information to take the exam for the judge."

Huang Tian was amused by him: "Then this land god is quite hardworking."

"That's right. There is no discrimination in the underworld that people cannot take the civil service exam at the age of 35."

"You are not from this village." The lawyer has seen too many different kinds of people.

"Burning such a bunch of incense, what kind of wish are you asking for?"

"I don't ask for anything, just peace and good fortune."

"You must have encountered some difficulties, otherwise why would young people pray to God? Nowadays, everyone is an idealist and materialist. They believe in good things and don't believe in bad things."

Huang Tian hummed.

The lawyer suddenly became excited and took out a business card: "If you need legal assistance, you can come to me. Don't be depressed. The setbacks in life may seem huge at the moment, but when you look back in the future, it will be like a boat sailing through thousands of mountains."

After burning the files, the lawyer was about to leave: "Would you like me to give you a ride?"

"No, I'll go to the mountain to take a look." Huang Tian thanked him for his kindness.

But secretly said: "He did give me an inspiration. It turned out to be the right thing to do to go out today. When I get back, I will write a novel about a land god passing the exam, being promoted to a judge, and then to a city god."

Then he changed his mind and thought, "I can also burn the novel I wrote for the God of Land to see, and see if I can get some metaphysical advice to help me have better luck and write a hit. That way, I won't have to kowtow and be a slave for two thousand dollars."

Huang Tian really hates endless meetings, endless documents, and endless ledgers.

Huang Tian was thinking about the Shinto system while checking information on his phone. He didn't care about the scenery. He was just immersed in his own fantasy world. Sometimes he smiled and sometimes he laughed. He was very energetic. He was no longer decadent. Instead, he was like a possessed person: "This inspiration is definitely a big hit."

Looking through the novel software, there were some novels about the struggle between incense and gods in ancient times, but there is no work on the same theme recently.

Although following the trend is the fashion, once a book about fishing and cultivating immortals becomes popular, hundreds of books will follow immediately. Everyone goes fishing. The stronger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish. If you change a little, people will stop fishing and start hunting, searching the mountains for hunting.

Once a book of weird revival becomes popular, hundreds of books of weird folk customs will immediately follow.

Although a topic that no one has touched upon is novel, it may also fail. This is the case with Huang Tian’s previous novels. He strived to be original, but ended up failing repeatedly because he failed to cater to the market and his topic was strange.

For example, the previous book is about the protagonist cultivating immortality through cooking, but in fact it is about watching a short video blogger recreating ancient food.

The result was a terrible flop. Although the novel spent a lot of time describing ancient delicacies, readers criticized it as water writing. After some deletions, it became no different from an ordinary cultivation novel and flopped without any noise.

Nowadays, I see a lot of people taking the postgraduate entrance exams and civil service exams every day, plus there are all kinds of exams in life, from primary school to junior high school, from junior high school to high school, and from high school to university.

This made Huang Tian immediately conceive the outline of a novel on the corresponding subject matter. Coupled with the fact that the lawyer just said that the God of Land liked to read files, he was even more inspired.

I don’t know if the incense I just burned had any effect.

Huang Tian finally came to his senses as they slowly reached the top of the mountain. He could see the entire city in the distance, and he felt very proud.

So I shouted loudly: "I want to write a novel!"

Only then did I feel relieved, but when I came to my senses, I felt lost again.

Looking around, I found a wild temple full of ancient charm.

"Huh? Why didn't I notice there was a temple here when I went up the mountain just now?"

(End of this chapter)