Typewriter becomes a daily practice

The results of the Star Reaching Conference will be announced a week later, and the announced results will be displayed on the Dream Maple Tree. In the end, all the shadow shadow stones in all the demon realms in the whole demon world will show the figure that makes all the demons dream about. She is a female devil with an enchanting figure, a beautiful appearance that cannot be played with, but can only be viewed from a distance, with indifferent brows and eyes, and a charming woman with slightly raised corners of her mouth.

Walking on the street, you can see the charming female devil as soon as you look up. Answering Ziji biting a piece of lotus candy unique to the devil world, he breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a little more inexplicable. Joy, when he was hardly separated from Tan Shaomo in the Demon Realm, today he made an excuse to ask Ruan Qing to talk about the reason why the Demon Realm released his new book, and came out early by himself.

But in fact, he didn't ask Ruan Qing at all, and the outline of the new book was written in a mess. Well, he always scratched his head and said distressedly because he had no ideas for the new article.

But in fact, only he himself knows it's not.

Four days ago, after he woke up after practicing in the sea of ​​consciousness, when he saw Tan Shaomo pointing to his lips, he squeezed his fist, with his fingertips embedded in his palm, he tried his best to behave calmly, and then Standing on tiptoe, he sucked Tan Shaomo's lips. He would only suck it like this, and he wouldn't do it any more. He sucked it motionless, as if thinking of something, his ears would turn red, and he would stretch out. Lick it lightly with the tip of your tongue.

Then he would take a deep breath and run out of the sea of ​​consciousness. When he saw the graceful Tan Shaomo smiling at him and about to go to the street, he felt a strange resistance inexplicably in his heart.

Ah Mo is going out to show others like this now.

Once this kind of thought got into his mind, he couldn't control it. He held Tan Shaomo's hand as if nothing had happened, and walked slowly on the street with Tan Shaomo, as if he hadn't thought about anything. A swirling magic leaf one by one.

An irritability that he couldn't explain clearly surged in his heart, and when he looked up, he saw Tan Shaomo's slightly raised mouth corners, his softened eyebrows and eyes, the scorching gaze around him, and all kinds of exclamations that he could hear without using his consciousness The voice of praise obviously had no effect on Tan Shaomo.

Ah Mo is naturally suitable for such attention.

"Pa—" Before he could react, he couldn't hold back and shook Tan Shaomo's hand away, and when he met Tan Shaomo's slightly surprised and astonished expression, he blurted out: "Then what?" I don't like and don't care for the leader's reward, so don't bother."

The tone is like a child who is making trouble for no reason, venting his emotions at will for no reason.

As soon as the answer was out of Jiji's mouth, when he saw the hurt and regret flashing in Tan Shaomo's eyes, his heart shrank a little. He subconsciously wanted to explain, wanted to take back what he had just said, but he couldn't even make a fuss in his throat. He was so angry that he didn't say anything.

"If you don't like it, then we don't want it." Tan Shaomo's tone was as gentle as ever, still familiar with Da Ziji, he took Da Ziji's hand, and then touched Da Ziji's head.

As usual, An Ziji suddenly realized that even though he acquiesced in his heart that Ah Mo must be a big boss, he was never afraid of Ah Mo. He subconsciously depended on Ah Mo at the beginning, and became attached to him without knowing it.

Ah Mo doing this is like coaxing a child... An Ziji thought about this, and felt that he was making himself a little uncomfortable. Obviously, Ah Mo is like an elder who can let him mess around and do whatever he wants. He still has What are you not satisfied with?

Answer Ziji himself didn't notice that he used to be particularly sensitive to the emotions of living beings. When he first met Tan Shaomo, even if Tan Shaomo looked like a cat at that time, he would be subconsciously cautious. He wanted to show his good side, to show his cute side, but after Tan Shaomo left once and came back again, he gradually became less sensitive, and gradually began to talk about Tan Shaomo's things habitually. The arm can go wherever it wants.

He didn't know that he was becoming more and more casual, more confident, and even occasionally a little willful.

Just like now he will lose his temper because of his irritability, and this is actually the first time he has lost his temper since he became a spirit.

Seeing that Tan Shaomo was still as gentle and gentle as usual, and realizing that he was making trouble for no reason and refused to admit it, Answer Ziji returned to his obedient appearance in the next few days, but he would never take the initiative to talk to Tan Shaomo. Shao Modu became conscious, he tossed and turned, and only said a few words: "I don't need that reward, and I don't like it either."

Tan Shaomo just let him go, he looked like a woman for several days, and smiled gently at him, like a gentle big sister.

In the end, Tan Shaomo naturally did not get the head of the Star Picking Conference, but An Ziji ran out secretly. He first saw that the head was not Tan Shaomo, then he grinned, and then walked around unconsciously. It is true that because of the unexplainable irritability in my heart, I don't know what to write in the new article.

I pressed the keyboard every day and made a crackling call. Finally, I read and changed and changed, deleted and rewritten, and there was not much left.

What Aziji didn't know was that behind him was a figure he couldn't see, and this figure was Tan Shaomo, who made Aziji extremely irritated.

Tan Shaomo saw that A Ziji went out alone, so how could he be at ease, and he also took into account the irritability of A Ziji in the past few days. To a certain extent, he even did it on purpose.

When Azi Ji suddenly threw his hand away on the street that day, Tan Shaomo was worried that Aziji would disappear, but then he heard that Aziji puffed up his face and said angrily that he didn't like any boss When it came time to reward, Tan Shaomo couldn't deny that he felt a little sad.

But when he saw the stubbornness in Answer Jiji's eyes, and the obvious anger that fell on the demons who watched them around from time to time, Tan Shaomo's sudden blessing came to his heart, and he felt a little sweet in his heart, go to his leader to reward , his little Taoist companions are jealous!

Tan Shaomo who has this kind of consciousness is very beautiful in his heart. He aims to strike while the iron is hot, but after living for so many years, Tan Shaomo still has patience. He knows that the more this is the time, the more he can't rush, can't force it, and must proceed step by step. This way the fruit will be sweeter.

As if being enlightened by this sudden enlightenment, Tan Shaomo silently planned how to change his plan for chasing the little Taoist companion. He knew that this was a good thing, as long as he could hold back, his little Taoist companion would be able to treat him like The elder-like dependence is converted.

In response to the previous answer, Ji talked about Shao Mo foolishly. It was rare for him to be smart for a while, and he was going to play a qualified hunter.

But in the end, whether the performance can be successful is another matter.

He didn't know that the guy who upset him was following Da Ziji behind him. At this time, his eyes were attracted by a young man who seemed to be taking the way of fun.

At the beginning, A Ziji was attracted by a sad and desolate music while walking, and then, following the music, he saw standing in the crowd of monsters holding a black and shiny ocarina. A young man who looks particularly eye-catching.

To say that the young man is particularly eye-catching, except that he himself is playing the ocarina, he has a very special temperament. The young man looks extraordinarily young, but his temperament seems to have gone through vicissitudes. The years seem to be forgotten in this corner, lonely and distant.

This is obviously a young man with a story, answer Ji thought so, but couldn't help but calm down and listen to him.

Answer Ji had never heard this piece before, but when the melody sounded, Answer Ji seemed to follow the performer into that era. The era of prosperity is sad and melancholy, but it feels like the beginning of a new era.

The sad sound of the ocarina didn't stop, and Da Ziji couldn't help but close his eyes, and listened carefully, and then Da Ziji saw a little young devil, his body was dusty, and there were obvious lines on his fair skin. The young demon held a half-broken helmet stained with clotted blood in his hand, and raised his head. The small face stained with blood and dust could hardly be seen from its original appearance, but he could feel the sadness and determination of the young demon at this moment. .

Then the young devil put the helmet on his head, pursed his lips, picked up a thick tree trunk from the side, and stepped forward.

Answer Zi Ji still heard the sad music, but found that his soul was floating in the air, and he couldn't help following the young demon. His intuition told him that there was no danger, which made him follow without any precautions, and he didn't find anything other than this place. He has no one else.

The young demon wears the helmet to fight. He doesn't have any weapons, only a thick tree trunk that seems to be picked up at random. Answer Ziji can tell at a glance that the young demon's cultivation is in the early stage of the magic soldier, which is equivalent to the construction of a monk in the realm of cultivation. In the early stage of foundation establishment, compared with Answer Ziji's current cultivation base in the middle stage of foundation establishment, it was even worse.

When he saw the young man rushing into the battlefield with brute force, An Ziji couldn't help closing his eyes. He subconsciously didn't dare to see the young man fall to the ground in an instant, but unexpectedly, when the answer When Ji opened his eyes, he saw the young demon holding a thick tree trunk like a big knife, invincible.

Wherever the tree trunk went, there were blood splashes, and Da Ziji felt a chilling aura, and in this fresh blood, the young demon kept breaking through at a breakthrough speed that Da Ziji could not imagine, and soon answered the word Ji couldn't see the young devil's cultivation level.

Ascension by battle and proof by killing were really the only way for the demons to ascend in the past. Knowing this, Ji Moming felt a little sad. What a helpless and cruel feeling it was.

I don't know how long it has passed, but when Answer Ji opened his eyes again, he saw the young demon gasping for breath, with wreckage and blood all over the ground, and there were no other demons in a radius of a hundred miles, Answer Ji realized that This suddenly took a breath of cold air.

"Who are you? Why have you been following me?" The young devil's voice was hoarse and murderous, "Why can't I kill you?"

The answer is that Ji didn't feel any fear for no reason. On the contrary, he felt some curiosity. He unexpectedly thought of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion he had seen before. There was no resemblance, so he said, "I'm Da Ziji, what's your name? I'm not a demon, so you can't kill me."

"Ocarina." Said the young demon, Tao Di, "You are not a demon, what are you?"

"Well, typewriter people, you must have never heard of it," replied Ji Ji, his fingertips flew out of the screen and keyboard, and he explained, "This is my original appearance, I was born to type, Then he became fine, and became what he is now, which can be regarded as literary cultivation.”

Ocarina tilted her head, obviously unable to understand Answer Ji's explanation, but this appearance made the young man less bloodthirsty and more gentle: "What is typing? Wenxiu?"

"Wenxiu is a way of entering Taoism through writing, writing stories is writing stories, and typing is a way of writing stories, just like writing," answered Ji Piao and said in front of Ocarina, "entering Taoism through writing and It is the same for you to kill and prove the way now."

After Tao Di heard it, her face showed surprise: "Is there any other way of cultivation besides fighting and killing?"

Answer Zi Ji nodded after hearing this: "Yes, there are many kinds, some like me who use writing to learn Taoism, others who follow the way of food, some who follow the way of acting, and those who follow the way of painting. , there is also the way of joy, and the way of sword, and I have heard that there is the way of gossip! Thousands of ways of cultivation..."

"How is it possible?!" Ocarina's face was full of disbelief. What he heard was obviously completely different from what he had known, but he couldn't help being curious. Entering the Tao, how do you cultivate? Just writing stories is enough, don’t you need to fight and kill?”

Answer Ziji scratched his head and smiled: "I don't seem to have done it, just once. I practice by writing stories. After writing stories, the more people like my stories, the higher my cultivation level will be." .”

This sounds a bit unbelievable to Ocarina: "Is the story you wrote very powerful? Can you attack other demons? Otherwise, how can you increase your cultivation?"

"No need to attack," answered Ziji shaking his head, and then took out a few scriptures he wrote from the storage ring, "As long as it can resonate with readers, it will help increase my cultivation base. What I wrote It’s not very good, there are a lot of Wenxiu’s writing is particularly good, which can make almost readers feel emotional resonance, which will make the world of the stories they write come true in the end.”

"The world of stories come true? Isn't this amazing," Ocarina sighed, and then pointed to the scriptbook in Ziji's hand, "Did you write it in your hand? Can I read it?"

Answer Ziji nodded, handed the story book over, and said, "Look, my biggest dream is that one day my stories will come true, and I will have the opportunity to meet them."

Ocarina reached out to take the story book, and when she saw the stains on her hand on the paper of the story book, she couldn't help being stunned, her fingertips touching the paper felt slightly hot, Ocarina felt a sense of shame for no reason, Just as I was about to hand the story book back, I heard the answer and said in a gentle voice: "It's okay, if you think there is something that is not well written, just tell me."

It’s been a long time since Tao Di read the script, and to be precise, he hasn’t done anything other than cultivation for a long time. He flipped through the book and gradually became fascinated. He wanted to stretch out his hand to smear it, but he realized that every clean place on his body, then turned his head and blinked his eyes hard, trying to let his tears run out quickly and not fall on the paper.

Then Tao Di felt a soft touch on his face. When he came back to his senses, he realized that it was An Ziji who was wiping his tears with a handkerchief. Immediately he heard that An Ziji asked him: "Do you mind?" Did I use cleansing on you?"

Ocarina shook his head. He didn't even ask what the cleaning technique was. The techniques he knew were all related to combat. Immediately afterwards, he felt very refreshed. He thought of a sentence in the answer book he just read. In other words, everyone wants to catch a beam of light.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help blinking, and then concentrated on reading all the words that An Ziji gave him, raised his head, and said sincerely: "It's very well written, I like it very much."

Answer Ji Wenyan's almond eyes turned into a pair of crescent moons with a smile: "Thank you for liking, I will be able to write better stories in the future."

Then he paused for an answer, took out a long robe from the storage ring and put it on the scratched Ocarina.

Ocarina doesn't feel cold, but when he was put on a robe by Da Ziji, he suddenly felt very warm, warmer than ever before.

"Ocarina, you're not a demon, are you?" The affirmative sentence in Ji's answer stunned Taodi.

The answer, Jiyu, continued gently: "You are Ocarina, not a demon, why do you want to look like a demon?"

"Can you see it?" Ocarina nodded after hearing this, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her eyes shone with tiny rays of light.

Seeing that Tao Di admitted it, Answer Ziji explained: "I thought you were a demon at first, but then I felt something was wrong, and when I just wiped your tears for you, I realized that you might not be a demon. , can only be intuition."

After hearing Zi Ji's words, Tao Di's eyes flashed with loneliness: "This is the first time I speak, and you are the first to see me. Would you like to listen to my song?"

Answer Ziji nodded, and then heard the sad music that had stopped for a long time sounded again, and this time what appeared in front of Answer Ziji was a constantly changing picture, which showed the origin of the ocarina.

It was a long, long time ago, when the demons still proved their way by killing. At that time, there was a demon who picked up an ocarina when he was young. The demon would often rub the ocarina, and then slowly blow the ocarina. flute.

At the beginning, it was just notes that were out of tune, and then it gradually became a tune. In the era when all demons were fighting and practicing, the demons had very little free time. When the demons wanted to play the ocarina, they would Hiding secretly to play, when the demons can't play the ocarina, they often talk to themselves to the ocarina.

"Why do we have to ascend?"

"Why can we only ascend in this way?"

"Ocarina, I really envy you. You have no soul, no magic knowledge, you don't need to practice, and you can always be carefree. Sometimes I even envy those mortal demons, who can brag about you blatantly, so that you won't be held by the ear by the master." Talk about wasting time."

The demons don't know that Ocarina has developed his own consciousness as he keeps thinking about it day after day. Ocarina doesn't understand anything, but he likes staying with the demons from the bottom of his heart. He likes The way the demons rubbed him and then blew on him, he liked the way the demons muttered to him, all his emotions came from this demon, and all his knowledge came from this demon.

And when the demons became more and more powerful, gradually he was heard less and less, and the demons who picked him up seemed to gradually forget him, until the Three Realms were in chaos, and the demons blew him up again.

"This is the elegy I gave myself, but unfortunately there are no words."

Tao Di said this after hearing the Mozu blow him again, with a sigh and emotions he didn't understand, and then he was buried in the soil by the Mozu, without seeing the sun.

I don't know how long it took before he was dug out by the demon and saw the sun again, but no demon could blow him. He heard a demon say: "This ocarina has been buried for too long, it is broken..."

However, only he himself knows that he is not broken, and he can still make his own music. He played it over and over again, but no demon heard it.

"Until you heard it." At the end of the song, Ocarina smiled, then turned around, and changed into the appearance that Da Ziji saw in the demon group, looking extremely young, with an extraordinarily vicissitudes of life and loneliness, It seems to be forgotten by the years.

Tao Di smiled like this, her eyes were clear, like a child who got candy: "Thank you for hearing me."

Answering Ziji heard Tao Di say this, the picture in front of him gradually became blurred, Answering Ziji couldn't help asking: "Ocarina, when can I see you again?"

"Wait for your story world to come true, I have a hunch that I can enter your story world."

"Goodbye, answer Ji."

The next moment, Da Ziji could only see the bustling streets, and there was no longer that young man who looked so young but felt lonely in the vicissitudes of life, playing the ocarina slowly in his hand.

Zangzang, Ocarina... This is the second one, An Ziji thought about it, his heart, which had been restless for several days, finally calmed down a bit, he vaguely realized why he came here as a spirit, Why did he become a Wenxiu? He will definitely become a better Wenxiu and write better stories. One day, his story world will come true.

And Tan Shaomo, who has been following Aziji all the time, felt pampering and tenderness in his eyes after feeling the excitement and firmness of Aziji, and he felt a little lucky in his heart, glad that he met this ascension mission Fortunately, he met Da Ziji, and fortunately he was able to walk with Da Ziji.

Then Tan Shaomo, who was satisfied with his luck, came back to his senses and saw Answer Ji walked into a store with curiosity without knowing it, Tan Shaomo couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat, and his face sank.

The author has something to say: In order to perfect the setting of the new article, I plan ahead. I know the 18X game for a day. Now my mind is full of messy and strange settings, pills...

How big are you every day!

【small theater】

Tan Shaomo: Xiao Ji wiped someone else's face! 【angry】