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"Old witch, Yan is not discussing with you, but just letting you know.

Those lands have been deserted for so many years, and sooner or later someone will clear them up and plant crops.

how?You are still looking forward to someone burying the bones there, you better control some lonely souls, don't you? "

"So what?"

"Old witch, don't think that Yan has nothing to do with you. You have to figure it out, that field is not within the range of Montenegro"

"Hero Yan, don't talk nonsense with this old hag, if you are in a hurry, let's go and burn its body right now."

"you dare!"

The old hag's expression changed, and she shouted angrily at Zhiqiu.

"Why don't you dare?" Gu Ming said coldly: "Don't forget that this is the human world, and you are just a locust tree becoming a spirit.

Today, I am here to solemnly warn you that the land, I have already bought it, and the wasteland must be opened.

If you dare to make a fuss, you will do so at your own risk! "

"Hahaha!" The tree demon couldn't help laughing angrily: "Boy, you are relying on the power of Old Ghost Yan to support you, aren't you?

Let me tell you, I made Grandma Ben anxious, no matter who will support you, Ben"

Before it finished speaking, Gu Ming interrupted: "Even if there is no hero Yan, do you think I really have no way to deal with you?"

In fact, Gu Ming really has no good idea at present.

But the momentum cannot be lost.

This is called psychological tactics, just like Kong Ming's empty city plan, first crush the opponent in terms of momentum.

"Old witch, if it weren't for the old demon of Montenegro, I'm afraid you would have been wiped out by now."

Yan Chixia added a sentence at the right time.

This sentence can be regarded as completely hitting the dryad's sore spot.

That's right, it has been able to take root here for more than 1000 years and is safe and sound, all thanks to the old demon of Montenegro, otherwise it would have been wiped out long ago.

Just like now, once the three of Yan Chixia join forces, they will never be rivals.

As soon as the thought came together, a sense of powerlessness arose in my heart.

But it's always necessary to put on a face: "Old ghost Yan, let's wait and see!"

After speaking, he snorted and disappeared without a trace.

"Hahaha, it's rare for this old guy to be so cowardly, come, come, drink and drink!"

Yan Chixia couldn't help laughing heartily, and filled the wine jar with three bowls of wine.

"drink!"

"drink!"

The three drank a bowl together.

"Happy, hahaha, really happy!"

Yan Chixia wiped the wine from the corner of her mouth, and with a thought, she jumped to the side and sang while dancing with her sword:

"The Dao Dao Dao Dao Dao Dao Dao Dao Dao, the Dao of Heaven, the Dao of Humanity and the Way of Sword"

At this time, the female ghost on the north side of the courtyard began to peek at the courtyard wall secretly.

After dancing to the fullest, Yan Chixia went to the table and drank a bowl of wine, then said to Gu Ming: "Now you can rest assured to open up wasteland, the old witch can only appear in Heishan and Lanruo Temple, your piece of land is a Can't go."

"Well, thank you, Master Yan."

Gu Ming picked up the wine bowl and drank it down in one gulp.

1 Chapter Twenty

At dawn, Gu Ming bid farewell and returned home.

As soon as she got home, Nie Xiaoqian came forward with a look of concern.

Before she could open her mouth to ask, Gu Ming smiled and said, "It's done. Although the old witch is very angry, there is nothing she can do. After all, that land is not within the range of Montenegro."

"Then will it come out to make trouble when the grave is dug?"

Gu Ming waved his hand, "It's okay, don't worry, it's trapped in the Black Mountain and can't get out at all, the worst thing is that I don't want to send some of my men to make trouble. Those are nothing to be afraid of."

Hearing this, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"That's good, but I'm afraid it's not easy to hire people."

"Don't be in a hurry to hire someone. There are a lot of things going on recently. I have to go to the new house from time to time to have a look, and I have to prepare a new book."

"Eh? Isn't your Dream of the Red Chamber finished yet?"

"Dream of Red Mansions has already written a part of the second volume, you can put it away for a while, and it will not be too late to release the second volume at the end of the year.

Currently, I have finished a short book called Farewell My Concubine, but it has to be made into a comic strip.

There's another one that's already been conceived."

What Gu Ming was referring to was the Legend of the White Snake. This book had been prepared as early as in Yuhang Mansion, and it was time to write it now.

At the same time, this is also one of the main tasks.

Although Gu Ming also wrote Farewell My Concubine at the same time, it was just a comic book, and the number of words did not meet the standard.

After chatting with Nie Xiaoqian for a while, Gu Ming went into the room and completed the routine first. This is almost an unshakable habit, after all, experience is very important.

The most important thing is persistence.

There are more than [-] points accumulated in a month.

After finishing the routine, Gu Ming started to draw the images of King Chu and Concubine Yu again.

At present, his painting has been upgraded to level 3, and his painting skills are on par with Dong Sheng, or even slightly better.

It's just that painting is a meticulous job, especially the portraits of people, down to the hair, the texture of clothes, and the eyes.

This is a bit laborious and time-consuming, so Gu Ming still intends to hand it over to Dong Sheng for painting. He is only responsible for providing the two most important characters.

After finishing the painting, Gu Ming brought the manuscript of Farewell My Concubine and two paintings to the study.

"Dong Sheng, take a look at these two paintings."

"Huh? This is what you drew?"

Dong Sheng glanced at the two paintings, his expression suddenly looked a little surprised, as if he couldn't believe it

"Of course I drew it, so could it be you who drew it?"

Gu Ming laughed and said.

"My God, your progress is too fast, aren't you? Are you going to let people live?" Dong Sheng yelled exaggeratedly.

"Stop howling, take a good look at this manuscript when you are talking about business, and draw it into a comic strip when you are done."

Gu Ming said angrily.

"Farewell My Concubine?"

Dong Sheng subconsciously picked up the manuscript and flipped through it, and said in surprise, "Xiang Yu, Overlord of Western Chu, why did you think of writing this story?"

The struggle between Chu and Han is a major historical event, and all scholars know it.

Farewell My Concubine is a story about a hero's end.

This period of history is not much different from Gu Ming's previous life. It is about Xiang Yu who was trapped in Gaixia.

After breaking out of the siege to Wujiang, he felt ashamed to see Jiangdong's elders again, and in grief, he drew his sword and killed himself.

A generation of heroes died in this way.

However, in Gu Ming's previous life, the story of Farewell My Concubine was widely circulated among the people, and it is one of the representative works of classic operas.

Xiang Yu knew that the general situation was over, so he drank farewell to his concubine in the tent, and sang generously: "Strengthen the mountain and the world is overwhelming, but the time is not good. The time is not dying. What is the time when the time is not dying, what is the reason for the danger?"

The implication is that he feels that he is a hero in the world, but the time is not good. At the same time, he is worried about his concubine, and he doesn't know how to arrange her.

Yu Meiren danced with tears and poems with swords, and after the song ended, she declared her ambition by death, and a generation of beauties died here.

Because she didn't want to be a burden to the king, let alone fall into the hands of the enemy.Once it falls into the hands of the enemy, the result can be imagined based on her beauty.

From then on, there were no more King Chu and Concubine Yu in the world.

Only a generous, tragic and poignant legend is left behind, which is extremely embarrassing.

However, there are very few stories about Farewell My Concubine in this world, and they are far less exciting than the previous life.

That's why Gu Ming thought of rewriting this story to make it shine again.

"By the way, I will ask Le Ping to copy two more copies later, and send them to Mr. Gong and Mr. Yan respectively. Just say that it is my intention. This story will definitely be popular when it is made into an opera."

"OK, all right!"

Dong Sheng responded.

"Xing, I have your letter."

At this time, He Yongliang hurried in and handed Gu Ming a letter.

After opening it, it turned out that it was written by Ma Yun. The letter said that several books had been printed and had already started to be sold in Yuhang Mansion, and the momentum was quite good.

The next step will be to expand the Gusu market, and even the entire Jiangnan market.

After reading the letter, Gu Ming was very pleased.

If it is in Guobei County, it may be a bit difficult to print several books at the same time in such a short period of time, after all, the production capacity is limited.

But Yuhang Mansion is different. The scale of the workshops there is much larger, and the craftsmanship must be more advanced.

Having someone to help with the printing, publicity, and sales of books makes life much easier. It can be said that there is a house and a field at home, and life is boundless.

that night.

After completing three daily tasks, Gu Ming began to write the Legend of the White Snake.

This time there is no template reference, it can be regarded as his original work.

Of course, reference is indispensable, and the main content of reference is several versions of the previous life, such as White Snake: The Origin of the Green Snake and the New White Snake Lady Biography.

As for the version of this world, it is similar to the story in Three Words Two Pai, and its elements can be more or less integrated.

To put it bluntly, what Gu Ming has to do now is to integrate several versions, but not to copy them.

According to his idea, the performance must be beautiful, and at the same time, poems and songs must be interspersed, just like the style of writing in A Dream of Red Mansions and The West Chamber.

But in terms of the plot, it needs to incorporate some previous online styles.

To put it bluntly, it is to grasp the psychology of the people and add some plots suitable for their YY.

It sounds a bit complicated, but with Gu Ming's current skills, there is almost no difficulty.

After all, the subject matter itself is very mature, with a ready-made world structure and character settings, he just needs to develop it as much as he writes a fan novel.

In the plan, this novel is about [-] characters long, and the beginning begins with the origin.

After writing in the middle of the night, Gu Ming put down his pen and stretched.

Sitting on the chair and staring for a while, then called out the system interface.

Now, he has 110 points, which can be exchanged for a level 3 skill talisman.

Because the points are not easy to come by, I have been hesitating whether to upgrade the export first, or to use the pen to make flowers.

Since it is difficult to choose, why not draw lots?

So, Gu Ming made two balls of paper, shook them a few times in the palm of his hand, and then selected one to open.

The letter "Wonderful Pens Make Flowers".

"Well, this is God's will!"

So Gu Ming immediately spent 100 points to exchange for a skill upgrade talisman, and then upgraded the "export" to level 3.

The rules are set by people, and no one stipulates that what is caught is what it is.

It can also be reversed.