My book friend Long Aotian

Chapter 21 Isn't this a kind of play?
In an instant, Li Bailong's hair stood on end, and he felt that the warm and leisurely daily conversation between the uncle and nephew today seemed to be full of murderous intent!
It’s like when your class teacher suddenly calls you to his office to chat. You thought it was just a normal academic discussion, but the topic suddenly changes to your class teacher saying that your mother came to visit today…

Yes, your mom is a teacher in the same school! But as a teacher in another department, she usually has only one purpose for running to your homeroom teacher's office! That is to complain!
——So the sunny office turned into a cold storage room, and you felt like you were half a piece of pork hanging on an iron hook!
Under the premise of "My mom came to complain!", it seems that the whole relaxed and leisurely conversation between you and your head teacher is full of terrifying foreshadowing, playful hints and deadly ambushes!

What to do? What to do? What to do!
Li Bailong’s mind raced.

First of all, I want to thank my mother who loves to complain!

I also want to thank my head teacher who played some tricks on him!

Yes, sometimes the head teacher would even tell Li Bailong some false information like "your mother came over" to trick him into confessing his situation - or suddenly there would be some real information among the false information!
Relying on this kind of original intelligence psychological warfare on campus, Li Bailong has developed the habit of doing big things since he was a child, "Don't change color when Mount Tai collapses in front of you because it is definitely not me who blew it up", so when the third uncle read out the crude and deadly name of "Legend of the Imperial Battle Sky" to arouse his wavering state of mind...

He still--his expression did not change!

He just showed just enough confusion and then said.

"When I was leaving the city this morning, I met Captain Ding from our county. He said that they were sent by their superiors last night to hunt down a scholar named Long Batian. The man wrote a book with this name."

Of course I can’t say I haven’t heard of this book!

People leave their voices behind, and wild geese leave their traces behind. Although the Third Uncle-Master had no contact with the government, a thousand-mile dam can be breached by a single ant hole. If such details are ignored, sooner or later this detail may become a flashback scene when Di Renjie is talking in circles!
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but cheer for himself in his heart.

——Lao Li, it’s so detailed!
Upon hearing this, Wei Henglan simply nodded and said, "Oh, it was my niece who mobilized the county's constables to help her capture Long Batian last night. This makes sense."

"..."

Oh grass grass grass grass!

How the hell can this match?
Li Bailong finally reacted and realized why Long Aotian had sneered like that before.

——Maybe he himself had already understood it a long time ago and was just avoiding it subconsciously.

Although we have confronted each other, the crisis still exists!

It’s better to say it’s bigger!

Li Bailong's mind was like a wheel, but he said, "So that junior sister is from the government."

Wei Henglan smiled slightly: "Yes, my brother-in-law's family is a family of capable officials who have been passed down from generation to generation in the Six Gates."

Oh my god, the second generation of the Liushenmen family, just after debuting, he comes to grab the cool novel writers to gild his credentials, right?

Obviously, the female constable who fought with him last night was the niece of his third uncle. Seeing that she couldn't win last night, she ran to Baihua Valley to seek external help. This is normal logic.

But the main problem is that the female detective handed over a lot of information and clues to Third Uncle. With Third Uncle's knowledge and wisdom, could she infer that he is a major suspect in the crime?
There is no guarantee that there won’t be any!

Li Bailong frantically wondered if he had revealed anything, while making plans for the worst - if Third Uncle-Master really suspected him, how should he respond?

These days, he had considered the possibility of his identity being exposed, and had also carefully considered the possibility and consequences of "what if the elders of the sect discovered his secret."

If the master discovered this secret...

The consequences are almost non-existent.

After all, there are so many deadly secrets between him and his master. Compared with those secrets, writing cool articles under a pseudonym is simply bullshit. If the master finds out about this secret, at most he will use it to play a sitcom with him, and there will be no other consequences.

If it was Third Uncle...

The bad news is that although Third Uncle is very kind to him, he is actually quite scheming.

The good news is that although the third uncle is quite scheming, he is still very kind to him.

So unless you are faced with absolutely irrefutable evidence like Conan, even if Third Uncle expresses doubt, you should firmly deny it. If there is no way to argue, then appeal to his emotions. - Third Uncle, you don't want me to lose my reputation, do you?

He was still thinking about how to deal with the situation when he saw his third uncle take out a book from a box. On the cover were written six big characters: "Legend of Huangji Zhantian".

The words "Written by Long Batian" next to the title of the book are so glaring and annoying, even more annoying than having your own name on a failed test paper!

After the third uncle took out the book, he quickly glanced at Li Bailong, covered his mouth and coughed lightly, attracting the attention of his nephew, then frowned slightly, showing a solemn and disgusted look.

She said slowly, "Last night, my niece came to visit me in the middle of the night. She looked a little embarrassed. She admitted that she had captured Long Batian yesterday, but found that he was a very skilled martial artist..."

Li Bailong frowned slightly and cooperated with the third uncle to perform: "How is your martial arts, Junior Sister?"

"Compared to you and Jian Lan, she is certainly not as good as her, but she has a family background, and her swordsmanship and internal energy are already very advanced, otherwise her father and brother would not have let her out to roam the world."

Wei Henglan answered casually while playing with the book.

Li Bailong pondered for a moment and said, "So, Long Batian's martial arts are indeed not weak... When did such a person come to Lin County?"

He looked thoughtful, spoke in a natural tone, and his acting was flawless.

As he said this, Li Bailong looked at the perfect profile of his third uncle.

The long eyelashes, the bright eyes like autumn water and the moist rouge on the lips could not move his heart at all... It was not that he regarded women as dirt, but because the third uncle was holding his masterpiece at this moment.

This gave him a great sense of insecurity and anxiety.

It’s like when you are called to the office by your class teacher to report for duty as usual. You stand by the table and he sits on a chair. There is a thick stack of papers on the desk, which are your homework from last night.

You know you didn't do your homework well, and you know it means a storm, but you still hope it will come later than the first snow of 2002.

You carefully answered the questions of the head teacher, but your mood was completely hanging on this pile of papers. You hoped that the head teacher would correct the homework after you left, but unfortunately he had already started to mark the first paper. But it didn’t matter, you remembered that your paper was placed at the back. You secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that at least this was not a verdict in court...

Then you noticed that the head teacher looked at you with interest and started to flip through the test papers.

He said.

"Can-can-need."

That moment, you know.

You hate cutting in line.

You hate being special.

How much you want to tell the head teacher loudly that although your mother is a teacher, you still want to get along with your classmates as an ordinary person, be on the same starting line as them, enjoy the same treatment, do not need extra care, do not need additional preferential treatment, and do not want to be beaten more just because your mother is a teacher in the same school!

But you don't have the courage to speak out loud.

Obviously, the shadow of childhood will accompany a person throughout his life.

Just like Li Bailong now, he can only watch helplessly as his third uncle pinches his masterpiece.

The fair and slender fingers were as tender as white jade, and the nails were painted with marigold oil, which seemed to be glowing faintly. However, he had no time to appreciate this scene, because Third Uncle was holding the handle on him at the moment. However, he had to remain calm and answer all the questions of Third Uncle in a steady tone without any unnecessary reaction.

Because... because, this kind of thing... this kind of thing... if everyone finds out, we're doomed!

Isn’t this also a kind of play?

(End of this chapter)