Typewriter becomes a daily practice

When answering Ziji heard the words of Cangjing Pavilion, his first reaction was the "one person" in the words of "staying alone for a long time", and he instantly made up a lot of brains. So it turns out that Cangzang was originally alone?Did he become the spirit of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion after being trapped in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion?Who had trapped him here?When did he get trapped here?Why?

Answering Ziji, whose brain speed is fast and has already imagined a drama of sadomasochism and love, saw the pitiful appearance of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and showed an expression of "I understand", and then sighed softly: "I am I would like to accompany you, but I know that you don't really want me to accompany you." You must be waiting for the person in your heart.

The Cangjing Pavilion found it quite interesting when he heard the words. Just now, if Answer Ziji directly agreed to him, then he would make a contract with him. Not to mention staying here for a thousand years, a hundred years is necessary, but I didn't expect this little The young man was so keen that he could detect his thoughts trying to trap him.

Not knowing that what the two guys were thinking was actually the opposite, Answer Ziji and Cangjing Pavilion had already made up the reason for each other in their minds. Answering Ziji saw that Cangjing Pavilion raised his eyebrows slightly and looked a little surprised, and felt that he was The brain supplement is right, it seems that it is really so pitiful.

So, Answer Ziji scratched his head and tried to comfort him: "No one can really be with someone forever, you can actually be very happy too, you see there are so many cuties with you, you can be with them Dance."

Cangjing Pavilion couldn't help laughing, and somehow felt a little warm. These characters have been with him for so many years, and asked a little funny: "We lack an accompanist, so you come to accompany?"

Answer Ziji waved his hands hastily, feeling that the person waiting in the Sutra Pavilion might not be a person who takes pleasure, and then said: "I'm not good at musical instruments, and I don't sing very well, but I will applaud. "

"Papa-papa--" The moment the applause fell to Ziji, Zangzang smiled lightly at him, pointing his toes and fluttering his sleeves, "You are right, they have been dancing with me all the time."

Answer word Ji's eyes widened suddenly, the scene in front of him was like the sky full of petals falling from the sky, gorgeous and beautiful, the Sutra Pavilion gently waved his sleeves, and the characters danced around him non-stop. , which perfectly matches the expression on the face of the Sutra Pavilion. When the Sutra Pavilion smiles on the face, the characters will jump very cheerfully, obviously very comfortable. It will move slowly, as if immersed in sadness together.

And the discourse displayed by the characters connected together will continue to change accordingly, forming different poems continuously.

Be happy with you, be sad with you, mourn with you, and live with you.

Silence is better than sound. This kind of dance was never seen by Da Ziji. When Da Ziji saw the last Cangjing Pavilion reaching out to him in high spirits, Da Ziji slowly put his hand on it.

Then he felt the jumping of the characters, and felt that his soul couldn't help but start dancing when the characters formed different words. This is a very mysterious and comfortable feeling.

In a sea of ​​books, a young man with long silver hair held the hand of a young man with black long hair, and danced with a group of characters. There was no sound, quiet and peaceful, but there was a pleasant singing, Melodious and gentle.

"Is anyone singing here in the Sutra Pavilion? Does the Nanhua Sect have any songs that are not in Sanskrit?" Luo Yuehua was taken aback when he heard the singing, and subconsciously asked Ji Yujin and Yi Nian The little monk couldn't help being attracted by the singing, and couldn't help but calm down.

Meanwhile, Ji Yujin and Yi Nian, who were standing beside him, closed their eyes and listened quietly. As they listened, their hearts became so quiet. All their troubles and sorrows could be left behind at this moment, and they just needed to enjoy now.

At the same time, several elders of the Nanhua Sect and the suzerain of the Nanhua Sect heard the singing together. They put down their things one after another, put their hands together, and slowly closed their eyes. There is only one monk in the Nanhua Sect Only know the legend.

Listen to the nameless song quietly. After listening to a song, there will be guidance for the direction of the heart.

According to legend, there was an unknown singing voice that could be heard by all the monks of the Nanhua sect, which could calm down the minds of the monks. After listening to it, it would be easier for the monks to calm down and understand the exercises and the scriptures. , This is undoubtedly beneficial to cultivation, and it may also reduce demons.

The reason why the legend is a legend is because there are very few monks who actually sing. Since the establishment of the Nanhua Sect, this singing seems to have only appeared once.

For three days in a row, the melodious and melodious singing came to an abrupt end.

At this time, in front of the Sutra Pavilion, Answer Ji looked back, with a smile on his lips, his eyes were firm and soft as he walked forward, he will definitely tell better stories and create a better world.

"I am very happy, thank you for being here, your story must have touched many people, so I can meet you."

"Zangzang, can I see you again?"

"Of course, if one day the worlds you created become real, then I can play in those worlds."

"it is good!"

"Da Da! You came out? How do you feel? Did Da Da hear the song? It's very nice!" When Da Ziji walked to the foot of Nanhua Mountain, he saw Luo Yuehua and Ji Yu who had been waiting for him for a long time Sincerely.

"No, but I'm very happy," answered Ji Ji, bending the corners of his eyes, "I really want to go back to code now, how about you? Where shall we go next? Go back together?"

Ji Yujin looked at Aziji's shining eyes, and it seemed that Aziji had become more and more determined on his own path. He stroked Aziji's hair and nodded: "Together, where are you going?" It's all right, I want to see your update."

Luo Yuehua also nodded: "Of course we are together! We are going to conquer the lower three realms together! However, we don't have to go back to Yuntian City. Do we want to go to Dingjiang City first, which is the Demon Realm and the Realm of Cultivation?" The city at the junction is far away from Yuntian City, but it is not far from Nanhua City. Dadaxinhua could be sold in Dingjiang City. I remember Boss Jiang also has a branch in Dingjiang City. Soon I will be able to read your script, and then the Demon World will be able to use the Demon Altar again!"

Luo Yuehua's words are naturally selfish in it, such as to rekindle the interest in the magic altar in the demon world, for example, when the magic altar starts to be used again, some demons will definitely remember the earliest magic altar, then he may be able to Finding some clues about Grandpa Zeng's deep sleep, of course, more naturally, this will also help them conquer the demon world together!There is no snail powder in the devil world, he thinks it is very inappropriate!

In this way, Answer Ji and his party set off for Dingjiang City, and before leaving, Answer Ji spent a top-grade spirit stone to seal up the room in the inn where he woke up for three years, and then left a letter At the table, Cai started the trip to Dingjiang City together with Ji Yujin and Luo Yuehua.

Along the way, Luo Yuehua's talent was perfectly displayed. Wherever he went, no law enforcement brigade in any place was persuaded by him. In the end, they all became friendships where brothers could drink a couple of sips together, and then use the cloud altar. more and more.

During this period of time, Ji Yujin also successfully made a photo-on-demand stone, but Ji Yujin did not intend to let Luo Yuehua promote the photo-on-demand stone directly. After discussing with Answer Ziji, Ji Yujin I wondered if I could combine the photo-on-demand stone with Yuntan, such as setting up a special post, which contained the function of the photo-on-demand stone.

When Luo Yuehua and Ji Yujin were both busy, Da Ziji's new story did not fall. By the time they arrived in Dingjiang City, most of Da Ziji's new story had passed.

Dingjiang City is different from the gentleness of Yuntian City, and also different from the dustiness of Nanhuazong. The streets and alleys are very lively, and the gates of the city are not ordinary stones, but fluorescent stones that can glow. The entire building of Dingjiang City The buildings are still in the normal Cultivation Realm's architectural style, but the colors are colorful, and none of the small courtyards have the same color. This is a very gorgeous city.

When Answer Ji handed over the jade slips in his hand to the owner of Dingjiang City, Boss Jiang's branch bookstore, the owner was Jiang Erlin, the nephew of Boss Jiang. Jiang Erlin was surprised when he heard that it was Answer Ji, and then his face revealed I was delighted: "My uncle has mentioned you many times to me. I have admired your name for a long time, and you have admired your name for a long time. Did you just mean that this book will be published first from our Dingjiang City? Then I am really grateful to you!"

Boss Jiang’s bookstores are all over the world of cultivation, but as a monk of the way of business, he is the best at doing business. For example, he will sell "Cultivation Entertainment Circle" in limited quantities first, and only sell it in Yuntian City. Depending on which branch of his branch has done a good job of publicity, he will sell the script in that branch, so that the sales volume of the script will definitely remain high.

But Dingjiang City is very far away from Yuntian City, even if it is a sound transmission talisman, it will take seven or eight days to fly. Naturally, the news will lag behind. To dig out local authors, if you wait for the main store, the book will usually be sold immediately, or it will be sold within five or six months. For example, he is just about to start selling "Cultivation Entertainment Circle" by Answer Jiji.

Jiang Erlin took the jade slip with the word Ji, looked at the title of the book "Quick Transmigration Let You Have a Dream", Dang even nodded, and assured him very confidently: "Leave it to me, don't worry!"

Jiang Erlin's package ticket was not random. Sure enough, a month later, the cloud altar in Dingjiang City had just become popular, and there were all kinds of discussions on it, and among them was "Quick Transmigration Let You Have a Dream" Discussions are impressively listed.

#If you could do it all over again, what would you do#

The host who put on a small skirt: put it in the storybook, let the cannon fodder or supporting actors in it have a beautiful dream of rebirth, and then wake up and find that I did something shameful while I was still in the dream, really Hahahahaha, happy to hear and see, really interesting!If I can do it all over again, I will definitely go to Moonlight Lake to find my husband-in-law!Let alone, I am going to Moonlight Lake to kidnap someone!

Xiao Dizi on the first floor: I found out that the rebirth is fake, I think I would rather not wake up in the dream!

Da Suona on the second floor: I can tell at a glance that the upstairs is my little idiot. I feel that I need to deal with housework!

The cute melon eater on the third floor: Oh shit!The amount of information on the first floor and the second floor is a bit large, I have already made up a lot of stories in the storybook hahaha

Dingjiang City on the fourth floor is full of beauties: Bless the first and second floors. If you really find out that the rebirth is fake, you will definitely be sad, but sometimes unexpected things may happen!

"Quick Transmigration: Let You Have a Dream" is a fast-traveling theme that was very popular in Blue Star before Ji Chengjing. The setting is that the protagonist is a succubus named Zuo Meng, whose talent is to help people create beautiful dreams. When Zuo Meng randomly picked up an egg one day, and the egg told him that he was dead, he had to go to many chapters. In the world, only by becoming cannon fodder or a supporting role and changing the fate in it can one be resurrected.

As a succubus with high self-esteem, Zuo Meng didn't think that the most beautiful man in the world would die, and he would not commit suicide. Who would have the heart to kill such a cute him? At that time, Zuo Meng was overjoyed. You must know that such cannon fodder or supporting actors are the easiest to immerse in sweet dreams, so let them immerse themselves in sweet dreams, and he will use them to cultivate without hesitation.

Zuo dreamed beautifully, and when he possessed the cannon fodder, he didn't possess him directly at all, he just chatted with the cannon fodder, and then used his beauty to trick them into helping people achieve their wishes, and asked them what The thing I regret the most, after I asked about it, I started to create sweet dreams for them.

Zuo Meng's plan is to keep them locked in the dream when they are immersed in the dream, and become their source of cultivation all the time, so that he is too lazy to really possess him. When they are immersed in the dream, he will possess him for a while Suicide directly, or go crazy and make people unable to resist killing him, then you can go to the next storybook and get a new source of cultivation, really think about it.

However, Zuo Meng was still too naive, he never imagined that the source of cultivation in his imagination would wake up from the dream one after another when he committed suicide or was killed by him.

When Zuo Meng read the first storybook, the egg possessed him was a handsome prime minister, a very important male supporting role.

The story of this storybook is the same as many mortal storybooks. The prime minister was born in a family of officials and was gifted. He loved books very much when he was young and had few playmates. Until one day he played chess with himself in his yard. A little boy was standing on the wall, with a round head, and asked him with a silly smile: "Have you seen a shuttlecock? I just kicked a shuttlecock outside. I kicked it too hard. The shuttlecock may have flown in."

With a glance, he saw the colorful feather shuttlecock falling on the flowers. He nodded, and then a smile flashed in his eyes, and he waved to the boy: "Come down and find it yourself."

The boy hesitated for a moment, then jumped down. Just as he jumped down, he saw the shuttlecock in his hand. The boy was overjoyed, and he heard him say, "If you beat me, I will return it to you."

The boy looked annoyed, but still held his temper and kicked the shuttlecock together with him. After kicking, the boy laughed again. Looking at the boy's smile, he thought to himself, it looks funny.

After the boy had a hard time, but in fact he won because he released the water, he returned the Huayu Shuttlecock to the boy as promised, and together with evil intentions, he said lightly: "There is a hole there, you can drill it out, so as not to get caught on the wall." I found out that there will be patrolling guards coming later."

The boy hesitated for a while, and when he heard a sound, he got out of the dog hole in panic. After the boy left, he waved at his row of hidden guards, and returned to his indifferent and mature appearance.

The next time we met, it was in the magnificent imperial palace. When the emperor was choosing companions for his princes to read, he discovered that the boy with a round head and a silly head was the one his father said had lost his mother when he was young. Power, the eldest son of the concubine who is just a shield for the emperor's beloved son-in-law, is also the young prince.

He saw at a glance the boy who seemed a little careless among a group of princes. By mistake, he didn't listen to his father's words to compete with other idiots for the companionship of the emperor's son and the third prince. Instead, he chose the lonely boy and became a boy. accompanying reading.

His father didn't blame him for this, because the emperor thought his choice was a performance of loyalty to the royal family, and greatly rewarded their family's loyalty.

He lowered his eyes and didn't care, he could naturally see that the reward was real, but the reward was not because of loyalty, but because his choice made the prince a more decent target.

What he didn't know was that in the storybook, no matter how talented he was, he was just a male supporting role, and the male lead was a silly boy who he thought was a bit of fun. There was also a female lead in the story book. Already sitting firmly on the throne of emperor, he is already a prime minister with one person under ten thousand.

The heroine is a prairie princess from a neighboring country who disguises herself as a man. She is born with a sassy personality. When she disguises herself as a man, she is a handsome young man. The heroine meets them during the Lantern Festival in the capital. It is rare to take a break at night, so he and the hero wear them together. Wear a mask and relax in the busy streets and alleys.

Then I saw the heroine who rescued the beauty, a very clichéd plot, the pitiful little girl who sold herself to save her father met a hooligan, and then the heroine, um, beat the hooligan very readily.

This straightforwardness attracted him and the heroine. In the storybook, he and the heroine kept meeting with the heroine by chance, and finally fell in love with the heroine at the same time in a clichéd way. In order to win the heroine, he actually conspired. The idea of ​​taking the life of the male protagonist, supporting a five-year-old royal child to become the regent himself, was naturally seen through by the witty female protagonist in the end, and then joined the male protagonist to break his plot with a sad face, and finally he was demoted. Common people, exiled to the frontier.

Well, standard routine, standard ending.

After Zuo Meng finished reading the storybook, he had an idea in his mind, and said to the handsome male supporting prime minister who had been seen through by the heroine at this time: "I can make you reborn, do you want to?"

The prime minister raised his eyebrows slightly. He looked at the god in front of him who claimed to help people fulfill their wishes. It was a bit funny. He didn't think he was interesting, but rebirth, if he could be reborn until the woman didn't show up, it would save a lot of effort.

When the thought came together, Zuo Meng tapped his fingertips, and his voice became ethereal: "Come on." There is everything in the dream.

When the prime minister woke up again, he saw the little emperor who fell asleep lying on a stack of memorials. He could tell at a glance that he was really reborn, because what he saw at this time was the little emperor. The means of the emperor's ascension to the throne were not so bright, because the first emperor wanted to get rid of them when the emperor was 15 years old, and wanted to make room for his precious son.

But when he chose the emperor, he had already analyzed the pros and cons for the family. As long as he supported the emperor, their family would be able to advance to a higher level. It was easier to make the family brilliant than supporting the powerful third prince from the mother clan. His family had a lot of ambitions, so they stood by the emperor by default.

They already had a plan, and the first emperor's plan was just a little earlier than they thought, so the emperor also ascended the throne earlier than he expected, but he was only 17 years old, and in his eyes he was pulling him every day. The emperor who asked him to help approve the memorial was the little emperor.

And when he met that woman, the little emperor had grown up and was about to reach the crown, his eyes widened when he thought of this.

He looked at the little emperor with soft eyes, and there was an abyss deep in his eyes that no one could see. The little emperor who was staring at him seemed to feel something. He blinked, woke up slowly, and met his smiling eyes. Confused, with a slightly nasal voice, she seemed a bit aggrieved: "I didn't fall asleep on purpose."

Seeing that he didn't speak, the little emperor woke up a bit, sat upright, and said, "I'll definitely finish the approval before dinner."

As he said that, he picked up the pen and carefully wrote up the memorial. As he wrote and wrote, his head became a little bit more. He looked at it, and his eyes became softer. Just go down.

He originally planned to work hard to make the little emperor gradually become an emperor who can take charge of his own affairs, but after encountering that horrible woman, he no longer thinks so. The little emperor likes to rely on him, so he will do what the little emperor wishes, let The little emperor couldn't do without him.

Can't do without his little emperor, it's very cute when you think about it.

At the same time, Zuo Meng, who felt that the prime minister was falling into a sweet dream, was overjoyed. Things went much smoother than he imagined. It's too early, the prime minister hasn't been indulging in a sweet dream yet, so Zuo Meng naturally can't commit suicide gracefully, otherwise it would be a waste of creating dreams.

"Are you really going to do this? Are you really ignoring our friendship for so many years?" The emperor looked at Zuo Meng gloomyly.

Zuo Meng, who had no choice but to force himself into his body, thought about it, nodded, frowned, and let out a very conceited "hmm".

Hearing Zuo Meng's affirmation, the emperor's face turned dark again, and then he couldn't suppress the anger in his chest: "What on earth are you doing this for!"

Hearing this, Zuo Meng recalled the plot of the story, and felt that he did this for the throne, but he definitely couldn't say it directly. Zuo Meng felt that he was not stupid, so Zuo Meng sighed: "For you." The throne .

The appearance of Zuo Meng fell in the eyes of the emperor, and the prime minister frowned in pain. After thinking for a long time, he seemed to be hesitating whether to say it or not, and finally sighed, and finally said "affectionately" for him, the emperor thought so , Heart skipped a beat, waved his sleeves, threw down a sentence of "extreme nonsense" and turned to leave.

Zuo Meng looked at the back of the emperor leaving, and was very satisfied with his performance. He felt that he was not far from being killed so quickly, and felt that the prime minister was about to be immersed in a sweet dream. He was even more satisfied. within his grasp.

So when the emperor came to ask the same question angrily later, Zuo Meng maintained his excellent performance and kept saying, "For you."

Then every time he could see the emperor rushing towards him in anger, and then walking away in panic, Zuo Meng felt that the emperor was a little pitiful, and he was really afraid that the throne would be missed every day.

At this time, the prime minister was indeed about to fall into a dream. He never imagined that the little emperor would always depend on him, which would make him want to stop. The way the little emperor fell into his net obediently made him almost unable to control it. But in his heart, the existence of the heroine is a firecracker that may be ignited at any time, and he is waiting for the arrival of the Lantern Festival.

So when the Lantern Festival finally came, the prime minister almost wanted to keep the excited little emperor from leaving the palace, but when the little emperor blushed, he said, "Oh, I want to give you a lantern, let's put it together."

The prime minister was still defeated.

At the same time, outside the realm of dreams, the emperor also found that he seemed to be thinking about nights and dreams day by day. He often dreamed in his dreams when he had just ascended the throne, and the prime minister in the dream would not think of letting him be alone, but would let him Just do what he wants, he can stick to the prime minister with all his strength, even if the prime minister doesn't let him go out of the palace during the Lantern Festival, if he makes a little novel, the prime minister will agree.

A contented smile gradually appeared on Zuo Meng's face. He already felt that the prime minister was completely immersed in his dream. However, the emperor did not plan to kill him as he expected, but this did not hinder him. At worst, he committed suicide.

Zuo Meng, who was thinking about it, took out a dagger, and Zuo Meng slashed the sharp blade towards his wrist, blood spattering.

After waking up from the dream, the blushing emperor was walking towards the prime minister's courtyard. How could he directly tell the prime minister that the wish made by the lantern is to grow old with the prime minister? The blushing emperor just stepped into the courtyard and saw " The prime minister committed suicide with a dagger!

The emperor's eyes widened suddenly, and he rushed in, and hastily sprinkled the golden powder on the wound of the "Prime Minister", tears couldn't stop falling, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Zhen... I don't allow you to die! You are not allowed to compare I'll go first!"

The prime minister slowly opened his eyes. Hearing the emperor's cry, he subconsciously comforted him, "Of course I won't die. I want to grow old with you."

Zuo Meng, who was floating in the air with a dazed expression, watched the egg he met sway, and said to him happily: "Congratulations, you have successfully changed the fate of a supporting role, keep up the good work! You will be resurrected!" "

Zuo Meng: So angry!

The author has something to say: I am really witty, I combined 2 and 3, I am so happy!

How big are you every day!

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