I write novels in Liyue

Inside the office.

Under the warm and flickering candlelight, a line of tears slipped from Gan Yu's soft and fair cheeks, and then dripped onto the pages of the book.

And the content of that page is exactly the day when Xu Changqing became an immortal, he stood on the top of Shu Mountain.

While waving the long sword, Zixuan was sent a vast snowfall.

While the snowflakes are dancing, under Fang Qiu's pen, the past of Zixuan and Xu Changqing's three lives and three lives is constantly unfolding before her eyes.

It seemed that the song that Fang Qiu sang to her in the field that day rang in her ears.

The soft and moving singing sounded in conjunction with the scenes in Fang Qiu's pen, which seemed to be presented in front of the eyes.

Another 1 years, affection will not change.

"It turned out that Miss Fang Qiu sang this song with such a mood that day. No wonder her expression was so sad that day."

Gan Yu murmured.

She looked at the two songs in Fang Qiu's book she had copied.

"The next time you meet Miss Fang Qiu, please ask her to sing these two songs."

Gan Yu murmured.

After a long silence, she wiped away her tears and continued to look down.

Although Zixuan and Xu Changqing are separated, there are still Sedum and Xuejian.

They are still together.

Seeing Tang Xuejian and Sedum frolicking in the snow, Gan Yu felt that she could understand some of the beauty of love in the world.

There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and she continued to look down.

Then, her soft smile froze.

"Sedum...is he going to die?"

……

At this time, outside Liyue City.

Crossing the mountain construction site.

Construction is in full swing.

Ke Qing was holding the blueprints and supervising the work on site.

The project is progressing very smoothly, and it is estimated that it will be completed within two days.

Thinking of this, she also breathed a sigh of relief.

The pier has already entered the right track, and when it proves that digging the tunnel is feasible, she can calm down and rest before the scholars finish measuring the mountain.

Invite friends to go to the market and buy new clothes.

Ask Miss Fang Qiu together.

Speaking of Fang Qiu.

Ke Qing couldn't help turning her gaze to a few scholars who were sitting under the fire reading.

"Well, yes, this article should be simplified when it should be simplified, and it should be written in detail when it should be written in detail."

"I have to say that Miss Fang Qiu really lives up to her reputation. Although she is in a completely different world from Liyue's, it reflects our Liyue's customs and customs everywhere."

"Indeed."

"Speaking of which, Brother Luo, doesn't your family have a daughter? I remember she is also writing novels, why don't you introduce me to Miss Fang Qiu? Let Miss Fang Qiu guide you a little bit?"

"Don't tell me, I really want to make a connection with Hall Master Hu and let her introduce my daughter to Miss Fang Qiu. If I can get half a point in my studies, I should be able to support myself."

"Haha, speaking of Hall Master Hu, if you ask her for help, she will definitely let you buy the services of the Hall of Death from her before she will introduce you."

"Then what to do, buy it if you buy it, and it doesn't mean you will die if you buy it, many of the old people in Qingcezhuang will prepare a coffin for themselves in advance, so that after a hundred years, it will save future generations from trouble. "

"That's right, we are all scholars, how can we blindly believe in the auspicious and unlucky sayings."

Several scholars talked about it.

Listening to those people's discussion, Ke Qing couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Miss Fang Qiu's new book...

She also really wants to see...

It's a pity that these scholars can rest, but she can't.

The project is the most critical period, and she must keep an eye on it.

I can only buy it when I'm done.

After all, business matters.

She let out a long breath, turned her gaze to the construction site, and continued to supervise.

Chapter 120 Spoiler

The moon moves the flower shadow, time flows.

In a flash, it was late at night.

The prosperous and bustling Liyue Port gradually fell into silence.

All sounds are silent.

On both sides of Liyue Street, many shops have been closed, only the tavern and the midnight storytelling teahouse are still open.

In the teahouse, the storyteller is talking endlessly about strange stories.

Speaking of the scary part, the girls turned pale with fright, and got into the arms of the man beside them.

When they reacted, those girls hurriedly broke free from each other's arms, with shy faces.

And this scene fell into the eyes of a man who had just come out of the tavern, his face was flushed from drinking, and he was alone and drunk.

"Ayin...I miss you so much."

He held a wine bottle in one hand, and a copy of "Sword of Heaven" in the other.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help taking a sip of wine.

Use wine to drown your sorrows.

This storytelling tavern is open day and night.

However, the content of the speech is different during the day and night.

During the day, most of them talk about some anecdotes about rivers and lakes.

In the evening, there are strange stories in the market.

Especially the evening program is very popular with young lovers.

Once upon a time, he also brought his beloved girl here to listen to books.

The storyteller turned Ayin's face pale with fright, and got into his arms directly.

It's a pity that time has passed and circumstances have changed. Looking back, A Yin has already gone far.

Things have changed.

Thinking of this, he smiled wryly and took another sip of wine, and continued walking forward.

Still murmuring indistinctly.

"It's all because of the old thief Fang Qiu...it made me think about the past again...Alcohol is such a good thing, you don't have to think about anything when you're drunk."

When he came to a dark corner, he staggered and fell into a wooden box like an onion.

After falling into the wooden box, not only did the man not move, but after a while, there were bursts of dull grunting sounds from inside.

Soon.

Beidou and Xin Yan also walked past the wooden box. They glanced at the man who fell into the wooden box upside down, and then looked away silently.

The two walked and chatted.

All the way to the pier.

Under the quiet moonlight, the pier looked very quiet, with ships of all sizes berthed quietly on the shore.

Only from time to time, a seabird took advantage of the wind and fluttered its wings.

"Xin Yan, are you done with your concert? Do you need my help?"

Beidou asked.

"The application has been submitted, since it is not the first time it has been processed, there should be no problem."

Xin Yan nodded and said.

After finishing speaking, Xin Yan thought of something, and said, "By the way, Sister Beidou, did you really give Miss Fang Qiu's book to Miss Ningguang?"

"Of course."

Beidou smiled and said.

"It's hard to imagine the reaction of Miss Ningguang, who has strategized and won thousands of miles, after reading Miss Fang Qiu's book."

Xin Yan said.

"What else can there be?"

Beidou smiled and said, "Of course the Qianyan Army was sent to arrest Fang Qiu."

"Ah? It's so serious, what should I do?"

Xin Yan said quickly.

"Just kidding."

Beidou smiled, and said: "That woman is looking for me if she wants to trouble someone, she won't make things difficult for a little girl, but maybe she will develop that little girl."

"Develop? Develop what?"