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Shi Lanwei woke up suddenly.

When he woke up, he kicked his foot on something hard and made a bang, which made him stand up in fright.

The room was dark, only the computer screen exuded a white cold light.

He rubbed his eyes and looked around in a trance. Everything in the room was familiar but unfamiliar. The desk, computer, bookshelf, chair, bed... Even the dark green curtains looked so familiar.

He suddenly felt that he was still in a dream.

Here is his room, the room on Earth.

"Damn it, isn't it?" Shi Lanwei pinched his thigh, the pinch was so hard that it hurt terribly.

He remembered that he traveled to a universe of self-cultivation, and made a living by coding in the Huaxuan Great World. After his death, he was brought back to Yangjian by a reader named Jiang Yun to start practicing. When he recalled at the entrance of life and death... recalled another parallel universe In the self, there is a master named Gu Mingfei.

There, Gu Mingfei took him out of the underworld and brought him into the road of practice. They were masters and apprentices, friends, and... heart-to-heart Taoist companions.

But the memories stopped abruptly, he only vaguely remembered that he and Gu Mingfei traveled in the Taotie World in that parallel universe, but he didn't remember what happened afterwards.But in the future that Jiang Yun took him away, he failed to see through his obsession at the last moment of the life and death gateway, and fell into an illusion.

But why did he appear on the earth after hundreds of thousands of years?Is the vivid past in those memories true or false?

Shi Lanwei sat back in his chair and stared blankly at the computer screen.

There is an open WORD document on the desktop, which is the article he has not finished writing.

"So far, the first half-step golden immortal in Huaxuan Great World was born. From a poor fisherman whose parents died early to the first half-step golden immortal in Huaxuan Great World, Gu Mingfei took a full 500 years. On the way, the elders of the master passed away one after another, and the best friends fell one by one. There are very few surviving fellow Taoists of the same generation as him. Even though they are still practicing, they have been reincarnated several times. The road ahead is still confused and difficult. He is still alone .”

Shi Lan felt as though struck by lightning.

With trembling hands, he could barely hold the mouse, Shi Lanwei turned the thousands of pages of Word to the first page, on which was the title and copywriting.

"Tao Follows Nature"

Copywriting: Cultivate the truth, discard the false and keep the true, and see the true nature.Those who can achieve this point are called "true people". They become primordial spirits and transcend life and death.

Of the billions of mortals in the heavens and myriad realms, how many attain the Tao and how many become eternal?

Let's see how a fisherman who was born in a poor family turned the clouds and rains here, cut through the enemies, and got the eternal story.

Shi Lanwei's mind went blank.

It turned out that this turned out to be a story, a story he wrote himself!

What was the past that was still alive in his memory?Nanke Yimeng?

No, not possible!

Shi Lanwei felt cold all over his body, and a chill slowly climbed up from his feet, gradually freezing his limbs and bones, making him unable to move.

If, if everything is really just a dream...

Shi Lanwei hugged his head and slowly curled up on the chair, not daring to think about anything, not being able to think about anything.

After that, Shi Lanwei was in a trance for a long time, and he was in a daze all day long. When he closed his eyes, he seemed to have returned to the underworld of Huaxuan Great World. When he raised his eyes, he saw the monk in white walking towards him with a soul lamp Come.

But when I opened my eyes, it turned out to be a dream.

"It's so funny to be bent by the protagonist I wrote in my dream." Shi Lanwei murmured while lying on the bed.

He looked at the stories in the book outside the book, but found that he had already fallen in love with the person in the book.

Have you ever experienced everything in your mind, but it was just a dream?

Then he would rather sleep in that dream forever and never wake up.

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But no matter how sad it is, life has to pass.Shi Lanwei managed to pull himself together, thinking about using his "common sense" in the cultivation world for so many years to write something that would shock readers.Among other things, the cultivation system in his mind is still convincing. The only trouble is that if the exercises are written too realistically, someone accidentally follows them and succeeds. A few years later, a new monk will come to knock him out. What if the door of his house thanked him?

It's also quite annoying... I guess.

Shi Lan, who was enjoying himself while suffering, rubbed his temples slightly, and created a new document. Before he could think of a title, the penguin in the lower right corner of the desktop jumped up, and when he opened it, it turned out to be his editor.

"Are you ready? Tomorrow is the annual meeting. Although we are in the same city, I am still worried that you will be late =_="

Even though it's been so long, Shi Lanwei still deeply remembers the editor who threatened to hang himself outside his house, and he feels a little nostalgic for no reason.

annual meeting?Oh, the author's annual meeting, he really forgot.

His website holds an annual meeting every year. On the one hand, it is a face-to-face meeting among authors, and on the other hand, it also promotes communication with readers.When Shi Lanwei went to the annual meeting for the first time, he was completely stunned, sitting on the stage stupidly, with a stiff expression and a sluggish behavior, unable to interact, and his performance was horrible.But even if he behaved so frustratingly, it couldn't conceal the fact that he was the most handsome one among the whole row of great gods.Most of the girls who originally asked for autographs to support the great gods from all walks of life asked him for an autograph, and even the male readers looked at him twice, as if surprised that there is an author who is not fat, this is unscientific!Must not be straight!

Later, at the annual meeting, the line in front of him grew longer every year, and occasionally he would meet some scary readers... For example, a wad of money was thrown on his desk and he said with a cold face, "it's not too bad to be halved by the website." For example, the local tyrant readers who came to ask for autographs in groups of three or four but smiled strangely; for example, the brother who suddenly rushed out of the crowd, hugged him, screamed excitedly, and walked away. dear readers.

It's kind of weird anyway.

But this year, things seem to be a little different.

Shi Lanwei signed the poster a little softly, and went to the bathroom to breathe a sigh of relief on the pretext of urinating. People came and went along the way, and the staff were still maintaining order. Shi Lanwei turned around twice, feeling that he could not escape for too long, and decided to Obediently went back to sign, but turned around and almost bumped into a reader.

The man looked quite young, wearing a pair of glasses, looked gentle and handsome, and smiled at him calmly.

"Sorry, I almost bumped into you." Shi Lanwei said subconsciously.

The man said indifferently: "It's okay. Mister Yanhuang, hello."

"Well, you..." Shi Lanwei said, the expression on his face suddenly froze, he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, his heartbeat almost stopped, "Who are you?"

"One of your readers." The other party said with a smile.

"How do you know my name is Yanhuang? That's not my pseudonym here." Shi Lanwei's heart was pounding again, and he stared at the man in front of him, as if he wanted to catch him and ask him.

The other party smiled slightly: "Then what's your name?"

"My name is..." Shi Lanwei was about to say his pen name, but the familiar name disappeared from his lips.

what is it call?What is the pseudonym he signed hundreds of times just now?Why can't he remember at all? !

"I can't remember..."

"That's okay. It's just that this place is good, but you should go back." The other party said, the noisy voices around him gradually faded away, and the bustling scenes of people coming and going began to fade, as if they were gradually distant in the darkened sky. phantom.

"Who the hell are you?" Shi Lanwei asked relentlessly.

The other party smiled mysteriously: "It's just a reader."

The author has something to say: PS: The Taoist copywriting borrowed from the Miyun copywriting.The shrimp monster is still in the illusion, don't worry everyone.Gu Mingfei is the protagonist of "The Way of Nature" was not written by shrimp monsters, but by me... No, in the final analysis, it is all squid big ＿(:3」∠)＿

PPS: I remember throwing money on the author’s desk at the Dianjia meeting. It seems that it happened more than once. XD, maybe half of the rewards given to the author on the Internet will be taken away by the website...Damn it, wait for me to embarrass me Throw a lot of money at the squid too!

PPPS: Everyone has guessed who the mysterious man is.