I'm not a drama god

The woman in green clothes held the beautiful boy's ears and returned to the room amidst a burst of wailing. During this period, other residents who had not yet left looked sideways, looking at the beautiful boy with eyes filled with gloating.

No one noticed the innkeeper's strange behavior. In the eyes of everyone, he just stood there quietly calculating accounts, perhaps assessing how much it would cost to renovate the third floor.

boom--!

As the woman in Tsing Yi closed the door forcefully, the residents who were watching the excitement dispersed, and the corridor fell into silence again.

The moment he entered the room, the beautiful young man who was screaming in pain suddenly became serious. He was completely different from the passionate young man who was screaming and fighting for his basketball dream.

He glanced at the senior brother behind him.

"Ruyu, are my master's ears easy to pinch?" His tone was a little subtle.

The senior brother thought seriously for a moment and replied firmly: "A bit old."

master:? ? ?

Under the almost cannibalistic gaze of the beautiful young man, the eldest brother smiled and retracted his hand.

"Master, you asked me to perform with you... I just stepped into the role, and unconsciously..."

"Okay, okay, my good disciple, have you been waiting for this day for a long time?" The beautiful boy cursed and said, "I should have asked my fourth son to accompany me to the performance... You are a sinister man, I know you are so positive and affirmative Nothing good happens!”

"Master, you misunderstood me. I really just want to help my junior brother..."

The smile on the senior brother's face was like the spring breeze blowing on his face.

The beautiful young man snorted coldly, walked to the window and looked down. Looking at the innkeeper standing there like a sculpture, he spoke unhurriedly,

"She still has some wisdom..."

"He actually understood it?" The third senior brother said in surprise, "Even if the master has been deliberately guiding me, his understanding is quite amazing...even not inferior to Lao Wu."

"He is different from Lao Wu. Lao Wu was born stupid and smart, but this little junior brother... should be considered to have extraordinary understanding." The senior brother couldn't help but sigh,

"Originally, I just wanted to enlighten him and let him think about it for a few days. Maybe he could think of this level. Unexpectedly, he realized it on the spot. Master has found a treasure."

"Humph."

The beautiful boy lay on the bed and rolled his eyes silently, "Isn't it better to act for the teacher?"

"That's natural. Master's acting skills are really superb." The senior brother immediately praised with a smile.

The beautiful boy was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He played with his hair casually and said calmly:

"[Destiny] is... interesting."

"[Destiny]?"

Mojiao murmured these two words, "It seems to have nothing to do with our [Soul Drawing]? What is [Fate Weaving]?"

"See for yourselves, he has almost mastered it." The beautiful boy waved his hand.

"The fun has just begun..."

……

Chen Ling stood behind the counter, looking at the word "Weave Life" on the paper, her eyes shining brightly.

The third-level skill requires Chen Ling to designate a character and influence the surrounding environment through the character's sense of belief... and the person Chen Ling chooses to play is herself.

A sense of belief, a sense of belief…

Chen Ling slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to be back in the theater before the catastrophe, standing under a huge and gorgeous stage, looking at everything on the stage.

In his mind, one character after another appeared on it, the moves, props, lighting, costumes...the countless details that make up the performance floated in front of his eyes like threads, and as he dropped the pen tip, there were Sequential interweaving.

A performance was gradually born under his pen.

Chen Ling suddenly opened her eyes!

He turned the account book back to a blank page and quickly wrote a few lines with his pen.

[Time: Afternoon, 13:30]

[Scene: Inn]

[Characters: Umbrella painter, mysterious ant painter, Fushenghua member A, Chen Ling, passerby A, passerby B, passerby C...]

[△Chen Ling, disguised as the innkeeper, started cleaning the inn as usual in order to avoid being noticed. He swept away the glass shards splashed in the yard in Room 309, and poured them into the kitchen together with other charred items that flew out. in the trash can]

[△The accumulated burned and deformed glass shards ignited the trash can under the strong afternoon light. The fire spread in the kitchen. At this time, the gas tank that had not closed the valve tightly due to negligence was also ignited by a wisp of flames. ...]

……

Outside the inn, there is a teahouse.

Lin Xi shook the tea cup in his hand and looked at the rippling water, but his mind had already flown far away.

"The results of the police's inquiry have come out. It can be confirmed that the people who left just now were all themselves. They probably checked out early simply because they were afraid of the explosion." Lao Lu opened the door of the teahouse and walked straight in He sat down and said at the same time.

Lin Xi's hand paused slightly, and disappointment appeared in his eyes.

"Did we really guess wrong? That lunatic is not hiding in the inn?"

"How is the situation at the inn now? Is there anything strange?" Fenggui asked suddenly.

"No." Lao Lu shook his head.

"It was those guests who had a falling out with the innkeeper, and then there was a child playing ball in the yard and having a fight with his sister. All the guests in the other rooms were normal."

"Damn...if that guy isn't in the inn, where else can he hide?"

"How much time do we have?"

"It's now 13:29 in the afternoon, and there are more than twenty hours left. It only takes less than ten hours to turn the entire Liu Town upside down. It's still too late."

Lin Xi and Feng Gui were thinking about their next plan, while Lao Lu was distracted to monitor the inn. At this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"What's wrong? What did you see?"

"It's nothing...it's just that the boss has been calculating the accounts for a long time and finally made a move."

"Moving? Is there anything strange?"

"No, he took a broom and started sweeping the floor. He should be preparing to clean up the explosion debris first."

The two immediately lost interest and continued to discuss, but just a few minutes later, a burst of explosions suddenly rang through the sky!

boom--! !

It was like thunder exploding on the ground, and thick smoke rose from the inn in the distance. All the pedestrians around looked in that direction in surprise!

"Is it an inn?!"

"what happened?"

"Did that lunatic take action again?!"

The three of them sat up suddenly in the teahouse and looked at the flames burning in the inn in surprise. Then the other two looked at Lao Lu at the same time.

"That's not right... everyone is under my surveillance, and no one has done anything strange. How did this explosion come about?" Lao Lu was suddenly confused.

"Maybe that madman has a way to avoid your surveillance? That makes sense!"

"He probably didn't become a person in the inn, but has been hiding somewhere, so you didn't notice him..."

"Damn! Go to the inn quickly!!"

The three of them looked extremely ugly and rushed towards the inn as fast as they could!

A breeze blew across the counter of the inn, and the account book quietly turned a page. As the words on the page glowed slightly, the three characters returned to the stage just as the story was written.

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I’m back from a business trip and will resume the third update tomorrow~