Chapter 68
One-word doormen never lose their composure.Even if they are offended by those dissolute and shameless disciples in the arena, they can take it lightly.Everything is just a step into the night, why bother to be angry with these disabled people who are dying?
But in the past two days, Yizimen She Wei couldn't control herself and lost her composure several times.

The first time I lost my composure was when I saw the nasty and disgusting "Secrets of Yizimen", and I wanted to take revenge, but I heard that Fengyue Pavilion could not be found.There is nothing more painful in the world than someone showing others a small book he wrote, but he has not yet retaliated.The third time is now.

She Wei staggered and almost escaped from the shadows.She had just been shocked, and she couldn't imagine that someone would treat this book as a treasure.

It's so scary!

But She Wei stabilized her figure, stayed in the dark and still didn't show up.What is the origin of this filthy bookstore? She still needs to take a closer look before making the next move.

The shopkeeper of the bookstore took the manuscript from the servant, glanced at the cover of the first page, and saw the words Jianghu Baixiaosheng and Huajianhou on the back, and the shopkeeper immediately felt something was wrong.He squinted at the boy and asked, "Is this a baby?"

The young man nodded repeatedly, and said excitedly: "This book is written by a person who stayed in our inn. You don't know the shopkeeper. That mountain man is a good storyteller. He wrote this novel, and it must be very interesting. Yes. The shopkeeper has finished reading this book, please tell me about it.”

The shopkeeper frowned suspiciously, lowered his head and flipped through the book first, and suddenly showed a look of surprise.The shopkeeper raised his head and asked the boy: "This book is elegant in writing, original in grammar, and unique in style. However, the style in the book is quite different from ordinary books. Are you sure you want to listen to it?"

The young man waved his hand impatiently, and said: "How can I not listen to the book of the mountain man? If you tell me what you say, it's just what you say, at worst, I will pay for the lecture."

The shopkeeper glanced at the boy again, his eyes seeming to say, "I didn't expect you to be so interested."But She Wei, who was hiding in the dark, happened to catch this look and felt that there was some other inexplicable meaning behind it.

"The writing style of this book is mature and strange, and it's unusual. It's just reading and talking, so that people can understand. It's no problem. Anyway, if you want to listen, come with me to the back room, and I will read it to you while reading."

As the shopkeeper said, he told the small workers in the bookstore to keep an eye on the store door, then turned around and walked to the back room.The young man at the post station hurriedly followed.

As for She Wei, who was in the back, no one noticed at all.

In the back room, the shopkeeper asked the boy to sit down, made two cups of tea and put them on the table.The boy was so anxious that he kept urging the shopkeeper to sit down and talk.

"It's a long time, what's the rush?"

The shopkeeper finished everything in a leisurely manner, and then Shi Shiran sat down on the chair, picked up the manuscript and read it.

She Wei immediately put her hands under the black veil and covered her ears.Agent Wang's "Baojian" has a strange magical power, which is so abnormal that it is scary, but also makes people want to stop.But fortunately she is a very strong-willed person, otherwise, she would not have been able to grow into such a superb kung fu master.

After reading "Bao Jian" once, She Wei has fully realized the horror of this book.So when the shopkeeper of the bookstore read this manuscript, She Wei immediately chose not to listen.

The voices of the whole world have become tinny and indistinguishable.She Wei observed the two people sitting on the chair in this almost silent world.

The shopkeeper held the manuscript high in front of his eyes, his long beard trembled slightly, and he kept opening and closing his mouth.At first, the boy leaned forward, as if he wanted to cross the square table between the two chairs and stick to the shopkeeper's face, then he receded more and more, gradually sat up straight, and then leaned back until he leaned against the back of the chair.Accompanied by this series of actions, the boy's face changed from excited and anticipating at the beginning, to becoming more and more wrong, worse and worse, and finally a look of horror.

She Wei suddenly saw the boy stretch out his hand, grabbed the shoulder of the shopkeeper, and let go of his ears slightly, just in time to hear the boy screaming: "Don't read it! Don't read it!"

The shopkeeper glanced at the boy lightly and continued reading.He read it exactly as the boy said, without any emotions.It's just that such a tone, reading words full of absurdity and shame, is really hilarious.But even so, the boy couldn't bear it.

"Stop reading it!!!"

The young servant screamed wildly at the top of his voice, knocked down the tea and got up, and fled out in embarrassment. In the blink of an eye, the screaming had already left the bookstore and drifted away.

"It's a pity, a pity."

Feeling lost, the shopkeeper shook his head and sighed, not knowing what he was regretting.

She Wei was still not in a hurry to show up.Although the boy left, it was no longer important. What She Wei needed to know now was what the shopkeeper of Han Ji Bookstore should do.

Shopkeeper Han took a sip of tea and sat on a chair to read a book leisurely.With no servants by his side, Shopkeeper Han became more absorbed in watching, gradually shrunk his body back into the chair, and raised his legs.

She Wei felt that this middle-aged man was a little scary. Even if a man reads this kind of novel, which is so weird and depressing, he might feel uncomfortable all over his body and suffer severe mental trauma.For example, the author of the novel, Detective Wang, felt like he was electrocuted after finishing the novel. He threw the writing brush in his hand far away.But the shopkeeper of the bookstore in front of him can read Catcher Wang's manuscript with gusto, it's really terrifying.

Therefore, facing this shopkeeper of the bookstore, She Wei really didn't want to communicate with him face to face.Even if it's just a face-to-face meeting, threaten the shopkeeper of the bookstore.

The psychological shadow left by "Bao Jian" on She Wei is too great.Yesterday, She Wei wanted to seek revenge from the shopkeeper of the bookstore, Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng, and Hua Jianhou, but now, She Wei doesn't want to face any of these three people.

So if the shopkeeper of the bookstore can follow Wang Chuan's words, it would be great if she doesn't need to come forward.

Half a day later, the shopkeeper finally finished reading the manuscript. The small worker from the bookshop came to the back room and said to the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, that young man left a message outside and said he dared not come here. Let me pass it on to you."

"What?"

asked the shopkeeper.

The young worker said: "He said that Shanren has been admiring the pavilion for a long time and wants to join the pavilion based on the book he sent. He hopes that the book can be published. If the shopkeeper does not agree, then Shanren knows She Weishe from the Yizimen. Nvxia, he will ask Nvxia She to come and talk to you."

"Heroine She?!"

The shopkeeper also shivered, waved his hands, and said, "I see, you can go and do your work."

The little worker retreated.The shopkeeper pondered for a while, but said to himself: "I didn't expect to be a man in the Jianghu. He wrote this "Baojian" to avenge She Hero. But this book is so exquisite and beautiful, how can I be willing to let it be dusted?" ? Shanren is such a wonderful person, I really want to meet him!"

She Wei, who was hiding in the dark, shivered quickly for Detective Wang.

(End of this chapter)

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