Chapter Ninety-Seven: Re-enactment
After saying this, Li Lin smiled faintly and walked over from Lin Tu's side.
Lin Tu was stunned for three seconds before he turned to look at Li Lin's back and muttered, "Is this guy sick, talking about such brainless words?" ”
In his cognition, he and Li Lin haven't seen each other for a few days, how can they be called a long time since they haven't seen each other?
But in fact, Li Lin has really not seen everything here for a long time!
How long has it been?
If you think it takes eight years, it should be eight years!
Li Lin spent eight years in that war-like story, and only two days in the real world.
Eight years is not a long time, but it is not a short time. Eight times of winter and spring are enough to change a person a lot. Li Lin has experienced these eight years of precipitation, and the original touch of nonchalant on his face has quietly faded, and now he is truly transformed from psychology, and he has a different perspective on some people and things.
In the past, he felt that Lin Tu was too much of an eyesore, flying around in front of him like an annoying fly, but when he saw Lin Tu at this time, he couldn't help but smile.
Compared to all the murderous enemies encountered in the war stories in the past eight years, Lin Tu is indeed harmless to the point of being too cute.
"In other words, it's time to write a two-star spirit book. Li Lin suddenly thought so, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
If this sentence is said for others to hear, I am afraid that it will be ridiculed, you know, the writer is not so simple as saying that the star is not so simple, in addition to his own writing and writing ability, but also pay attention to a time and place and people, to put it bluntly, it is luck.
The success of the spiritual book is determined by the power of heaven and earth, but where is the real "standard" of the power of heaven and earth, no one can say why it is from ancient times to the present, even those Confucians who stand at the pinnacle only vaguely understand a rough idea.
Therefore, it is difficult to write a spiritual book, it is even more difficult to enter the star, and it is even more difficult to advance to the star level!
Li Lin can write a two-star spirit book with such confidence, in the eyes of others, I am afraid that it is arrogant.
Even Luo Lan has only written a two-star spirit book called "Ice Waste" so far, and it is this two-star spirit book that has established Luo Lan's position as a genius on the first day.
"I think about it, the story pattern of "Headless General" is too small, and it is basically hopeless to be promoted to two stars...... And "Night of Ten Thousand Ghosts" I stretched the story line very long before I started writing, but it has the potential for development......" Thinking about this, Li Lin has a plan.
Just as Li Lin was about to go back to the attic to brush and ink, a shout came from behind: "Junior brother!"
It's called like that, and there seems to be only one person in the entire academy.
"Senior sister, what's the matter?" Li Lin turned his head and smiled slightly at Luo Lan, who was running behind.
Today, Luo Lan did not wear the scholar's uniform of the academy, but wore the light blue skirt, and the whole person looked fresh and refined, like a hollow valley orchid, and there was a faint fragrance in front of her.
I saw Luo Lan take a little breath and say, "Junior brother, do you know about that incident?"
Li Lin was slightly stunned: "What is it?"
"It's something that the list of Wanshu Pavilion battles has to be re-decided!"
"What?!"
This really shocked Li Lin a little, he didn't expect that the list of Wanshu Pavilion battles, which had almost been finalized, would have to be reset!
"What's going on?"
"I don't know the specifics, but I've heard that it seems to be an order from the imperial court," Luo Lan said this, and a trace ......of doubt appeared on her face at the same time.
Speaking of which, the relationship between the imperial court and the major academies is not the relationship between the top and the bottom on the surface.
The imperial court needs the strength of the writers of the major academies to consolidate the strength of its own country, so that foreigners will be afraid of it and dare not be too presumptuous, and the major academies also need the central form of government such as the imperial court to maintain the stability of the country and make everything run in an orderly and systematic manner.
It can be said that although the imperial court cannot fully control the various academies, it cannot do without the help of the academies, and although the seowon is strong, the single academy is not strong enough to dominate the entire country, so it needs the stability of the imperial court to make the country tend to be stable.
The relationship between the imperial court and the major academies is so twisted and complicated.
No one can harness anyone, but no one can leave anyone.
It is a reciprocal and symbiotic relationship.
This is also a phenomenon unique to this era and this country.
But in the list of the battle for Wanshuge this time, the imperial court actually intervened, and the meaning of this is quite intriguing.
Although Wanshu Pavilion was controlled by the imperial court, it was the first time in many years that the decision to directly intervene in the list like this was made, and more importantly, the major academies did not seem to object.
When Luo Lan first heard the news, she was almost incredulous.
"Junior brother, auntie, they will announce a little more specific details at noon, and we will wait and see. Luo Lan said with a frown.
Li Lin was silent for a moment, then smiled slightly, and said, "Senior sister, let me know when this matter has a result, I'll go and get busy now." ”
Luo Lan was stunned: "What are you going to be busy with?"
Li Lin turned around and waved his hand: "I suddenly had an inspiration and wanted to write a book." ”
Inspiration is the most powerful reason, and Luo Lan will not ask uninterestingly.
"Well, junior brother, come on, I'll look for you later!"
"I see, thanks. ”
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Back in his attic, Li Lin squinted, and then the corners of his mouth quietly rose, revealing a smile.
Things seem to be getting more and more interesting.
Although he didn't know much about this world and this country, he vaguely understood what it meant when the imperial court intervened in the list of Wanshu Pavilion battles, and the major academies had no objections.
"If I'm not mistaken, the Five Great Academies and the Imperial Court should have reached some kind of agreement, so the list of the battle for the Wanshu Pavilion will be changed in this way...... And this happened at this time, hehe...... Most likely, the white-clothed monster began to cause trouble, which attracted the attention of the big people in the court and the academy. ”
After eight years of experience, Li Lin's vision has long been different, and from a clue, he can guess a rough idea, although he may not be able to hit the facts, but he is not much worse than he thinks.
"In that case, I have to work harder, this is an opportunity, a chance for me to completely gain a firm foothold in Hongsang Academy......" Li Lin lifted his pen and ink, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
The influence of that tomb has spread to the surrounding area for nearly a hundred miles, and in just a few days, this area has become a dead place, where countless ghosts in white shrouds roam, and the traces of the living are almost extinct.
However, what makes matters worse is nothing more than that.
Somewhere in this area, there was a small war in the early years, and hundreds of soldiers died here, and they were only buried hastily. The influence of the tomb also extended to these soldiers, so that this group of soldiers, who had been dead for many years, appeared in another form......
These soldiers and ghosts are not wearing white shrouds, but pitch-black armor, and the aura of slaughter still seems to linger on them, and the panic they bring is far greater than those in white shrouds......
The once prosperous world has become a playground for ghosts.
Another dark night, in the midst of fear...... How many people survived tonight?
How many people will become another wave of ghosts under those ghosts?
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It was late at night, Li Lin exhaled and stopped the pen in his hand.
The hard work of writing all day long has affected Li Lin's spirit a little, but the efforts of several hours have not been in vain, Li Lin looked at the "Night of Ten Thousand Ghosts" in front of him with some excitement, this spiritual book has been lengthened by him by nearly 10,000 words, and it is filled with a richer aura than before.
"How is this the only ...... It shouldn't be. At this time, Li Lin frowned, and his fingers tapped on the table, as if waiting for something.
After a few minutes, the book "Night of Ten Thousand Ghosts" on the table was still in a state of abundant aura, and the black star on the cover was still one.
"Does this mean that it hasn't reached the standard of a two-star spirit book yet?"
Li Lin was not surprised by this result, if it was so easy to advance to the number of stars, the two-star writers would have run all over the streets.