The days of being a writer in a different world

"What's the matter, what's going on? Xiaoyu?"

"Who's there, oh my god! Qi, Qiling... Is someone enlightening?!"

"Baby, Huanba! Xiaoyu, go and see your sister!"

"Damn it, the door won't open! Dad, don't worry, move the chair here, move it here! I'll smash it!"

The Lin family father and son were awakened by the inexplicable fluctuations in the air, and they tossed and froze about the door that was firmly locked from the outside by a certain "wicked ghost".

When the phantom of the little princess jumped into the "little frog", there was a wonderful feeling from "Wild Swan", and Cheng Chen seemed to know naturally that his spiritual book was enlightened.There is a little girl who is no longer a dying "meat fruit", but has been transformed into a real child who can cry, laugh and act like a baby by the magical "midnight magic".

He couldn't help laughing foolishly, his eyes were a little wet, and he rubbed his face vigorously, trouble!

In order to consolidate the enlightenment... effect?Anyway, the father and son were struggling with the big lock, and they still had some time to spare. Cheng Chen sped up his speech and continued reading with a smile.

I don’t know what example Princess Alyssa gave to her brothers, but as the following storyline unfolds, one prince after another flashes up one after another, attracting a string of stars with a “swoosh” and then “swoosh!” Light spots flew out of the yard.

Even the scumbag king and the vicious stepmother ran out. The faint phantoms seemed to be still fighting and arguing, and soon turned into two lighter spots of light, happily shooting out of the small courtyard of No. 12 in the word, and even It collided once in the air, turned a big bend and both fell into a yard not far away.

Dots of light flashed and flew, and the sky above the whole courtyard seemed to be setting off festive fireworks. Although they were not eye-catching, they were extremely gorgeous, bringing hope for life one after another.

The adjacent yards lit up lights one after another, and the voices of excited people gradually sounded, and people who laughed wildly, exclaimed, and cried with joy merged into a boiling noise.

"It's enlightened! It's enlightened! Mom, the baby is enlightened!"

"God bless, hahaha! Woohoo——Finally enlightened, my child!"

"Where did the master come here in the middle of the night to enlighten the soul, master, master! The disciples only want to see each other!"

"Thank you master, thank you master, I will kowtow to you, kowtow!"

"Hahaha, son! It's great that you're awake—"

Cheng Chen was caught off guard and was dazed for a second before cursing, "What the hell is going on!"

Quickly close the spirit book and stuff it into the bag, if you don't slip away now, when will you wait? !

The wicked lock was not broken, and the door and nose were smashed in two, scattered miserably on the ground.Lin Liangyu and his father held the messy door-smashing tools in their hands, didn't have time to pay attention to them, and looked up at the sky above their small yard blankly.

The sparkling aura of stars, like a beautiful Milky Way, hovers in front of the little sister's window.The small aura that condensed into a ball flashed by, like a shooting star piercing the black night and falling into the world.

The galaxy quickly disappeared.

"Cough, cough, cough!" After a burst of coughing, the cry of a delicate girl suddenly sounded from the next door.

Father Lin's lips kept moving, and he murmured, "Qi, it's enlightened, it's really enlightened."

With a bang, the chair in Lin Liangyu's hand hit his own feet, the pain made him burst into tears and laughed out loud.

■

When people are buzzing and chickens are flying, it is reasonable to say that it should be easier to fish in troubled waters and slip away.

Running far away in one breath, Cheng Chen murmured, I'll go!Is this an alley or a gossip ecstasy array?

Under the pale street lights, the dark alleys extending in all directions look the same!Cheng Chen has neither a smartphone nor a GPS, and his usually hidden night-crazy attributes are fully lit.Turning left and right, going around and around, it seems to be spinning in the same place.

Seeing that the sky was about to dawn, one after another standard vehicles of unknown departments roared and gathered in the direction of Cili. Cheng Chen held his nose and huddled in the corner of the garbage pile, and he was inevitably a little nervous. Take a step back.

"Hmm—" A hoarse hiss came from under his feet.

WTF!Cheng Chen was so startled that his little heart almost spurted out of his throat, and he froze.After a few seconds of stalemate, the thing under his feet didn't seem to intend to move.Lifting his feet slowly, he turned around quickly and took a closer look.

There were four or five large garbage cans half a person's height piled up on the street corner, and the garbage was so full that it overflowed to the ground and was scattered everywhere——Cheng Chen chose this stinking corner to hide in order to take advantage of their body shape to cover up, but now , a pile of rubbish is a good cover for a big black unknown pile of rubbish.

It should be a person... right?Could it be that he stepped on "it" with one foot?

Cheng Chen's head was covered with black lines, seeing that the bustle in the distance of the alley was flocking to the direction of No. 12 in Ci, he was relieved, and stretched out his foot to "poke" it lightly.

"Huh!" With a sound, the thing suddenly raised its head without a sound, its green eyeballs seemed to be shining fluorescently in the night, and its dark brown "mane" hung in a mess around its face. "It" was wrapped in thick clothes, sitting in a nest made of garbage, looking at the visitors without blinking.

So scary, so sharp!It really is a big...human!

Cheng Chen complained from the bottom of his heart, he was a little embarrassed after all, this buddy just nestled in his own land and took a nap, and let him wake up in the middle of the night, it's no wonder he has a good temper.

"Hey, buddy, do you understand?" Cheng Chen tentatively tried in a low voice. This guy couldn't tell if he was mentally normal or not. It would be bad luck for a tramp to bite him if he didn't agree. Are you staying here? Do you know how to get out? It's a bit hard to find your way here..."

The guy stared at him without saying a word, his eyes gradually moved back, and he fixed his eyes on his backpack.

Cheng Chen muttered to himself, is he a deaf-mute?Seeing this guy staring hungrily at his backpack, he realized, yes!Afraid of staying up late tonight in the morning, he secretly stuffed a box of big steamed buns made by Aunt Lian himself for supper. I don't know where this guy has such a good nose?

Or feed first, then ask for directions?

Cheng Chen just took out the lunch box from his bag, and before he opened it, a big black bun flashed past, and the bun had already fallen into the guy's mouth.That bloody mouth!The white and fat buns, which were bigger than Cheng Chen's fist, took one bite at a time, and all four were wiped out in an instant.

"My supper!" Cheng Chen screamed, gritted his teeth and hummed, "Okay! After eating my buns, take me out quickly, to the street, do you understand the street?!"

The green eyes blinked and blinked, but they didn't say anything, and they didn't know if they understood or not.

Cheng Chen snatched the lunch box resentfully, thinking he was unlucky, luckily he ran into a foodie dumb instead of Wu lunatic.

The green eyes froze for a moment, stared at his empty hand, then looked at Cheng Chen, and suddenly a word appeared: "Street!"

"Ah? I'm not dumb, okay, you stay here, I'll go first... Hey! Hey! What are you doing! Do you know how to be polite?"

The guy suddenly jumped up from the ground, dragged Cheng Chen and ran deep into the alley, his black mane dancing wildly with his steps, he was extraordinarily coquettish.

"Let go of me, I'll go, where are you going! Dude? Puddles, puddles, cough cough! Garbage!..."

Brother Mane was so strong that Cheng Chen could only stagger and be dragged away by him.

What they walked seemed to be the shady garbage back alley in people's words. The alley was filled with miscellaneous household belongings and garbage, and a few puddles appeared from time to time, but they were getting farther and farther away from the lively voices.

Cheng Chen was also relieved, and ran along with that guy helplessly. Will he always stop when he is tired?At dawn, no matter how hard you can find your way out of the alley...

The green eyes braked to a sudden stop, Cheng Chen was unprepared and bumped into it... Uh, vomit!The sour and rotten smell that hadn't been washed for so many days almost made him stumble in the cold weather.

what happened?

Green eyes let go of his hand, pointed to the front and said hoarsely: "Street..." The eyes were amazingly bright, revealing a mouthful of neat "grey" teeth.

Ahead is the main road of Qianshi Street.

"Okay. Then... thank you, buddy, goodbye." Cheng Chen looked at the smooth road ahead, and relaxed. It seems that homeless people have been here for some time, and they know their way!He waved his hands and walked forward, the sky was already a little pale, and he looked back, the big lump was still like a stone statue, squatting motionless at the street corner and staring at him from a distance.

Weird guy.

Cheng Chen smiled, but didn't take it seriously, and walked to the hotel after finding out the direction.

■

When Cheng Chen climbed over the wall and sneaked into a house in order to save a little girl in the poem, there was a dispute at the trash can in his room in the Junwang villa.

Aunt Lian wondered at the scattered waste paper and the two hard papers that fell from her daughter's hands, and finally her eyes widened in surprise: "...This, this is a spiritual book!"

Although she has no education and hasn't read many books, she has stayed in this house for more than ten years and has seen many spiritual books. What's more, the half page of Cheng Chen's original book is still in her own collection. It is not difficult to determine whether a few pieces of paper are spiritual books.

Aunt Lian bent down to pick it up, but Shanniu rushed forward without saying a word, and snatched the two pieces of cardboard into her hands.

In such a blink of an eye, even Auntie could see the handwriting on the paper clearly. The board was upright, and the strokes and strokes were clear. She was very familiar with it, and she had praised the good baby several times for this beautiful word.

"Well, that's written by... Chenchen, a spiritual book?" Aunt Lian stared at the spiritual book tightly held in her daughter's hand in disbelief, her mind was in chaos, she was both surprised and happy, and the joy was far greater than the surprise.This baby, why is this baby so promising!It's only been a few days of studying with the teacher?

"...No, it's not his." Shanniu suddenly uttered a sharp cry, "He threw away what he didn't want. This is mine, yes, it's mine!" A light suddenly burst into her eyes, So sharp it almost pierced her mother's eye.

Aunt Lian looked at the daughter with a strange expression in horror, and said incoherently: "You, you are crazy! This is going to be struck by lightning, how is this possible, no, absolutely not! This is Cheng Chen's thing, you..."

"Mom! Mom!" Zhu Qishan hissed, her eyes filled with tears, "Do you know, do you know, if your daughter doesn't have the talent for 'Spiritual Book', she will drop out of school!"

She took a deep breath, restrained herself forcefully, and calmly said word by word: "Youth class of Qingfu Literary Academy is full of young geniuses, and your daughter is actually not as outstanding as you think. I study hard every day, even if only one night Even if I sleep for four or five hours, I can't catch up with those geniuses who are really talented and literary. This semester is the key to being selected for a writing class. People who are far surpassed by me will be trampled under their feet for the rest of their lives!

Mommy mommy!You have served their family all your life, do you think your daughter will also live this kind of life as a servant, one young master at a time, washing and cleaning for others, and even depending on the face of the person where she lives and what she eats? "

"No, I can't! It's going to be struck by lightning, it won't work, it won't work..." Aunt Lian trembled and shook her head vigorously.

"Mom, listen to me. Didn't I tell you?" Zhu Qishan hugged her trembling mother, who was about to lose her feet, and whispered in her ear: "My spiritual talent has awakened, it's 'sympathy', Integrating the spirituality of the simulated spiritual book can only be used to increase the awakening rate of the spiritual talent of the spiritual book a little bit, which is very tasteless-almost useless."

She laughed suddenly, and said in a low voice: "But, look."

Zhu Qishan stared at the spiritual book in her hand, her mind was there, her spirituality gradually rose and merged into the paper, and the light of the spiritual book gradually lit up, as if a real author was holding his spiritual book.

In this world, spirituality is paramount, and the author of a spiritual book is judged only by whether the spirituality is compatible.

It wasn't long before she discovered her wonderful spiritual endowment. She was able to pretend to simulate the strange and rare feature of spirituality, which surprised herself. For some reason, she kept quiet and never told anyone about this wonderful spiritual endowment.

Now it seems that God is helping her.

After the spiritual judgment, unless it is a serious criminal case, if the author of the spiritual book is required to verify the handwriting for confirmation, it will be a great insult to the supreme literati, and it will be an endless hatred.As for the handwriting on weekdays, hehe, which literati has not practiced several fonts in order to better match the articles with various contents and characteristics?What's more, this immature and weak handwriting with a hard pen that is perfect for imitation...

"This is 'my' spiritual book—as long as he doesn't come near Qingfu Liuzhou." Zhu Qishan laughed softly.

Aunt Lian watched her daughter hold the spiritual book tightly and never let go, she suddenly covered her face, sat down on the ground and sobbed in a low voice, choked up: "I'm going to be struck by thunder..."