The days of being a writer in a different world

Another rule of Lingwen, as long as it doesn't fall on the paper, it doesn't matter whether it is your own writing or not, you will definitely not be struck by lightning.And what falls on the paper, as long as it does not involve creation, even if you copy and spread other people's spiritual texts without permission, it will only violate the law, and will never suffer spiritual backlash.

Spiritual texts created on paper are a bit similar to human beings touching a certain G-spot of the spirituality of heaven and earth with their thoughts and souls, ahem!In short, it is the truth of this plane world not to fall on paper or other material planes, and not to be hacked.

Cheng Chen's chanting was also an uncontrollable emotion under the premise of safety.

"Master Xiaocheng, you are so talented and powerful!" Priest Aizhen was dazzled and praised again and again. Although he didn't quite understand the ancient prose recited by Master Xiaocheng, he felt very powerful when he heard it, as if what he said It is the story of the party clan moving south to the mountain forest cave.

Cough, priests only need to be able to recite a few fixed tunes of their own and study secret arts.The party priests who keep pace with the times are really not very good at things like ancient Chinese.

Lao Huang shook his head and recited a few lines over and over again, only to feel eloquent, relaxed and happy, and unaware of the severity.According to Master Xiao Cheng, the party and clan's journey to the south had the most beautiful ending. The clan lived in the Peach Blossom Land for generations, and they were no longer bothered by worldly affairs.

Cheng Chen looked at the peach grove outside the cave, and the gurgling stream passed by under the forest. He smiled and said, "This is not a random composition by me, but an ingenious handiwork of an ancient sage Tao Yuanming. Annihilation Remnants, today's emotion and emotion, I really think it's perfect for this place."

With "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring", will it be far to develop a Peach Blossom Spring?

Cheng Chen excitedly ran back to the small courtyard of the party's family, wanting to start work.A Lang grabbed his leg and squeezed it lightly.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"Even the teary little scroll, who was about to climb onto his brother's back to learn about the koala so as not to be thrown away all the time, was so scared that he held back his tears.

Everyone was so startled that they came to visit, but they saw that Master Da Cheng was holding Master Xiao Cheng's two feet, pressing his paws righteously, while Master Xiao Cheng, who was always like a little adult, was screaming and twitching on the head of the bed.

Sister Aizhen gave her little brother a sympathetic look, giggled and ran away.Old Huang is also helpless, hey, the young master is pampered, you have to take care of it, Master Dacheng is really reliable, he is really a brother and friend!

Cheng Chen struggled under the wolf's claws, wanting to cry but not crying. This small body really lacked exercise, so he climbed up and down and took a few steps, and when he pinched the soles of his feet, his original shape was exposed, which was painful and numb.By the way, where did Alang learn the magic massage skills?He is simply more professional than him.

Painful yet happy, sweating all over, Cheng Chen was let go by A Lang.

Taking out a pen and paper, after thinking about it, Cheng Chen decided to call it a summoned beast to reduce the risk of being struck by lightning—although judging from the results of his swimming in the sea of ​​books and the Internet in this world for more than half a year, Mr. Jingjie's The name did not appear in Jin Dynasty in this world.

"Big Brother! Yue Gengwei? With a cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops will meet you!"

Yue Gengwei, who was invisible, was very calm this time, and Cheng Chen called seven or eight tricks, but he didn't come out.hum!not come out?There is a trick, read scriptures and spiritual books!

Cheng Chen took out the "Great Compassion Mantra" from his pocket, and sighed: "I originally wanted to ask Big Brother to help enshrine the scriptures to the Yue family, but I didn't expect..."

"Really?!" A person walked out of the darkness slowly.

The same gray shirt and hair, and a somewhat mature face, with a little travel and dust, it's not Yue Gengwei, but Yue Geng Yin who has returned.

"This is the "Great Compassion Mantra" that the Buddha's spirit appeared to drive away the ghosts?" Yue Gengyin stared at the scriptures with a solemn expression.

"Yes." Yue Geng didn't know when, he was already standing in the shadow of the corner of the room.

"You want to enshrine this scripture to my Nanyue Clan?" The attraction of this kind of scripture to the Yue Clan is comparable to that of mosquitoes struggling to survive after autumn when they see little fresh meat.

Yue Gengyin slowly shifted his gaze to the young boy's immature face, and saw no resentment and gloom, nor flattery, but only a bright smile, as bright as the moon.

"Yes!" Cheng Chen nodded with a smile, "Whether you admit it or not, I have the blood of the Yue clan flowing through my body.

Since I am fortunate enough to complete the ancient scriptures, I present this book to thank you, Brother Yue, for your rescue and love for us for many days;Since the blood of the Yue clan has been passed down for thousands of years, it must be inseparable from dealing with ghosts. I will go back to school to continue my studies someday. better choice. "

As for taking advantage of this book to build a good impression, I hope that I can pass the test smoothly during the religious festival in the future, and don’t let all the horrible incidents like blood flow backwards come out. These irrelevant reasons... cough cough, there is no need to say more, wise man It's good for everyone to understand.

Yue Gengyin nodded approvingly, kneeled down on one knee solemnly, and took the scriptures with his hands raised high.There was a hint of warmth in his raised eyes, no matter whether he believed in those high-sounding reasons or not, he still succeeded in gaining favor.

When the two members of the Yue family quietly hid the scriptures, Cheng Chen would have two experts in ancient prose for consultation.

Sure enough, such a beautiful paradise in the dream has never been recorded in the biography of this world.

Yue Gengyin inquired a few words in a cryptic manner, the young master was young, and he was enlightened very late, where did he see such a wonderful fragment?

The answer to him was naturally a meaningful and subtle smile, and a long sigh. The Buddha said: Don't say it.Cheng Chen already has a lot of experience in how to guide people who eat melons to make up their own brains, and he can fill in some gaps quietly by browsing through the secret collection of experiences at friends' homes for many days.

You can still "hidden" when writing fairy tales, even if the cover is half uncovered now, an inexperienced child can still explain my dreams with my pen.However, scriptures and ancient prose that are full of antiquity, obviously not a blank sheet of paper that children can write, must have an unwarranted source of "ancient remnants".

When he has nothing to rely on, he needs cover.The Yue family came to the door. Although they were bound by blood, they were also supported by blessings and misfortunes, and a giant-like backer fell from the sky.Even if this situation is false, at least in the eyes of others, he is still a young fox cub standing in front of the tiger in the mountains.

Under the guard of the Yue family's military servants, the big wolf added tea at night, and master Xiao Cheng chose the only piece of peach blossom paper that Miss Aizhen treasured, and wrote "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring" lightly.

This paper was made by the little white-faced gentleman who came to support the teacher when the girl in the Dang family was just grown up. The girl secretly learned how to make flower paper from the girls in the city, and picked the most beautiful and beautiful peach blossoms from the branches in Guzhong.It's just that when she saw the scholar Bai Nen being chased by the old cow and sitting on the cow dung, she was so disgusted and disgusted that she yelled at the poor mountains and fields, and ran back to the city the next day——suddenly, the sprouting spring came As if it appeared suddenly, it was completely scattered.

Peach Blossom Paper is the imprint left by the youthful struggle of the past.

Now it is used to carry the spiritual book and write down the beautiful dream of Taoyuan, which is not in vain for the girl's spring dream at that time.

[...Si Yun's ancestors avoided the chaos of the Yuan Dynasty, and led his wife Yiren to this desperate situation, and did not return, so he separated himself from outsiders. 】

Cheng Chen wrote slowly with a pen, writing about the enthusiasm and simplicity of the villagers they met when they came to Chakan Village, the pain of being unable to enlighten their souls, the sorrow of watching the deep mountains and the severance of the party and clan.Write about their joy of ending the millennium seclusion, the sorrow of paying homage to their ancestors, and their yearning and confusion for a new life.

Although this side of the world did not give birth to this clan, it has guarded each other with the party clan for a long and long time.The blood of the party clan has been integrated into this peach blossom garden.

Literature is born of love, and love is born of the environment.

Thousands of years of condensed ghosts have eroded the spirituality here to be riddled with holes, and it is difficult for children to enlighten their spirits every day.Even though A Lang used the "Little Prince" to enlighten them, many children's spirits were still quite low even though they woke up, and even a few were obviously mentally retarded.

The spirit originates from this environment, so let this spirit repay the peach blossoms, nourish the spirituality of the mountains and rivers, and make up for the lack of spirituality of the villagers. Take it from this and use it here!

Cheng Chen stood up, held up the peach-blossom note that recorded the ancient and beautiful text "Peach Blossom Spring", and read aloud: [Ming Yongle, Wuling people fished for a living.Walking along the edge of the stream, forgetting the distance of the road.Suddenly in the peach blossom forest...]

The faint and distant fragrance of peach blossoms floats from the paper. Villagers in ancient costumes are farming and working in the peach blossom forest, and children with curly hair and yellow hair are happily running between the houses, playing mischievously.Deep and shallow pink petals fly out from the peach blossom paper, circling and scattering in the night wind like spring rain, and the inside and outside of the house seem to be immersed in a dreamlike ancient rural beauty.

The spiritual light has already gathered in the sky, shining like stars, flying and falling amidst the faint laughter of the villagers, and sprinkled into the dilapidated houses of Chakan Village.It's like a pink meteor shower.

"Zhen, Zhen Guo Qiwen! The illusion is real!" Yue Gengyin stood in the shadows, shaking his jaw and stuttering rarely.

Yue Gengwei quietly looked at the rare illusion of the spiritual book, and sighed softly from the bottom of his heart, the decree lines on the corners of his mouth softened a bit.Is it really his child?

That night, the entire Chakan Village didn’t sleep well, and the old party head was so excited that he was about to jump out on crutches. He thanked the masters for their kindness in rebuilding Chakan Village and the party clan, and let his daughter hold him back so that he would not be really useless. old leg.

Miss Aizhen and the excited old branch secretary Zhou rushed to Master Cheng's house overnight.The words of gratitude were too shallow, and the old branch secretary of Zhou burst into tears. Even if he had never seen such a spiritual book scene, he knew how rare it was.Master Cheng gave the children of the whole village the most precious gift in one's life.

Quietly, villagers were surrounded inside and outside the courtyard of the party house, and a hoarse old voice sang a cheerful hymn, and then this joyful movement continued, one after another, and gradually merged into a song.The rhythm was jumping and dancing, and joy and gratitude filled the words—even though Cheng Chen couldn't understand the lyrics at all this time, the gratitude and joy rushed towards him like a wave.

As the peach blossom rain fades away, the rural scene of happy living in Taohuayuan finally dissipates in the air, and the singing stops.

One, two, three... The villagers bowed to the ground in twos and threes, and silently gave the most sincere thanks they could give with the most sincere hearts.

In Cheng Chen's sea of ​​consciousness, the star in Peach Blossom Spring suddenly shone brightly in the sky.

The little prince obediently sat on Cheng Chen's shoulder, and quietly accompanied him to watch the beautiful scenery of the night, with a little green wolf drooling beside him.

Comrade Huang watched the spectacle of the night, although he felt sorry for Master Xiao Cheng that the head of Zhen Guoxiong Wen was in such a disaster in the poor mountain ditch, but it also strengthened his unshakable determination to grab the tail of the dinosaur Determination—the difficulty of picking the waist does not seem to be as high as 01:30. Even if he gets close to Master Xiao Cheng, he can feel the death light and freezing eyes of Mr. Da Cheng.

To develop a tourist attraction, besides the natural beauty, what is the most important thing?Money, money, money!

He, Huang, doesn't have any big money, but he can still take out some small money without any trouble.Of course, Master Xiao Cheng must take the lead, and Lao Huang will have to do all the hard work, no one wants to fight!He is not only the head snake of Zhejiang Prefecture, with strong connections, but also the number one running dog under Master Cheng's sect. This hard work is tiring and dirty, who else can I have!

Good mountains, good scenery and good stories, as long as the roads are built, the Yinling Cave is repaired, and good packaging and promotion are added, it will be difficult not to make money.

Under Lao Huang's hard work, Chakan Village and Master Cheng planned to establish a joint-stock tourism development company.

It was difficult for Cheng Chen, the legal representative and investor who was underage, to come forward, so he left it to A Lang.Master Cheng’s family holds 80% of the shares, with an investment of 200 million, and serves as the chairman; Huang Jiguang holds 5% of the shares, contributes proportionately, and serves as the CEO of Gaodashang; it’s hard to say that the villagers in Chakan Village reluctantly accept the investment in land and technical services It accounted for 15%——if it wasn't for Master Xiaocheng's black face, the villagers would not even want to take [-]% of it.

Now that he has received Master's investment and shares, he is grateful and ashamed, and the party bandit intends to sell his life to Master Cheng.For the sake of the master and for her own money, dealing with the local government, contracting and other nonsense matters, the party girl is already clenching her fists and planning to contact the young and strong to go back to the mountain.

The shareholding ratio is roughly set, leaving the rest of the affairs to Lao Huang, and the elementary school students have to bid farewell, go back to school to study hard, and make progress every day.