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He didn't expect that Mr. Qiushui, who has always had such a high pattern, would ask about the manuscript tax.

Hurriedly changing the subject, Xing Yi asked: "Mr. Qiushui, you haven't appeared in the media for a while ago, I don't know what you've been doing recently. ”

"Alas, when people are old, most of the time they are resting. ”

Huang Yifan continued to talk nonsense with his eyes open.

"Well, rest well, rest well, Mr. Qiushui must have a good rest. ”

Xing Yiliu was full of faces, and continued to ask: "By the way, Mr. Qiushui, about the A Chang and the Classic of Mountains and Seas that you wrote, this Classic of Mountains and Seas looks very interesting, I want to ask, what kind of work is this Classic of Mountains and Seas of yours?"

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas, the Book of Mountains and Seas is a book of strange creatures, he records a lot of unknown mountains, monsters, characters, and some ancient legends. ”

"So, this should be a well-known work?"

"Yes, indeed. ”

Huang Yifan nodded.

The Classic of Mountains and Seas is not only well-known, but he is a classic among the classics.

Even, to some extent, he is more classic than the four famous novels.

"But why haven't we found any information about this work?"

"Uh......"

This statement also stopped Huang Yifan.

"I didn't find it, it's not surprising, there are too many books in the world, and it's normal not to find it. ”

Huang Yifan casually pulled out a reason.

"Really?"

Seeing Mr. Qiushui's reply, the torture art laughed.

How could he not see that Mr. Qiushui was talking nonsense, how could such a famous book not find any information.

"Mr. Qiushui, you can't write the Book of Mountains and Seas. ”

"Ah......h

At this moment, Huang Yifan was also a little dumbfounded, daring to love this guy who had been doubting himself.

"Xiao Xing, it's okay, it's all a joke of the old man. ”

Huang Yifan scolded angrily.

"Don't dare, don't dare, Mr. Qiushui, it's not just us who are suspicious. Many readers are suspicious, and everyone says, where is there any work of the Classic of Mountains and Seas in Huaguo. Moreover, Mr. Qiushui commented on this book so much, how could we not find any information about this book. Thinking about it, the Classic of Mountains and Seas can only be written by Mr. Qiushui himself. ”

"Well, well, I guess I wrote it myself. ”

Huang Yifan nodded reluctantly.

I don't know if the author of the Classic of Mountains and Seas in his previous life heard him say this, and I don't know if he would find himself desperate.

However, it seems that it is not easy to find yourself desperately.

The Book of Mountains and Seas is said to have been written during the Warring States period, and it has never been known who wrote it. Moreover, according to historians, the Classic of Mountains and Seas, like the Bible, was not completed by one person. Over thousands of years, he has been processed and sorted out by countless authors to become such a peculiar work.

Therefore, such a classic without an author seems to be okay with his own impersonation.

Moreover, if you don't bring such a strange work as the Classic of Mountains and Seas to this world, it seems that it is also a major loss to Chinese culture.

"Oh my God...... Mr. Qiushui. ”

Seeing Mr. Qiushui admitting, Xing Yi shouted excitedly.

"What's wrong?"

Huang Yifan felt something strange and asked.

"I didn't ...... Not much. ”

The torture art tried to calm himself down.

Although he still doesn't know what kind of masterpiece the Classic of Mountains and Seas is, from Ah Chang and the Classic of Mountains and Seas, as well as the myths, legends, and legends that are casually pinched from the Baicao Garden to the Sanwei Library, the art of punishment knows that this is a peerless masterpiece. Holding back his excitement, Xing Yi asked, "I wonder when Mr. Qiushui will be able to publish this work?"

"Publishing?"

Huang Yifan scratched his head, the recent Classic of Mountains and Seas was not in his publishing plan.

"Mr. Qiushui, you haven't thought about publishing this work. ”

The torture art became excited again.

If such a huge work can be written, I am afraid that it will directly become a masterpiece.

Even, if it is written enough, it is impossible to become one of the five famous novels of China.

However, it seems that Mr. Akisui doesn't seem to have this idea.

How can this be.

Every word, every story, every legend in such a masterpiece is a precious treasure of mankind. Besides, now that Mr. Qiushui is so old, what if he gets old and confused by then, what if he has Alzheimer's disease and can't write? What if, what if...... Dead.

The art of punishment is not a curse on Mr. Qiushui's early death.

Mr. Qiushui is getting older, and it's normal to hang up every minute.

No, no, you must let Mr. Qiushui write this work.

"Mr. Akisui, please publish this work. I think it's not just me, I'm afraid everyone in China is looking forward to this book. Do you know, in your Ah Chang and the Classic of Mountains and Seas, as well as the mythical stories of Dijiang and Xingtian written from Baicao Garden to Sanwei Study, I don't know how many people have been stimulated during this period of time. Many readers and friends want to know about the complete version of Dijiang, Xingtian's story. I think it's going to be another brilliant myth. ”

"This, this ......"

Huang Yifan didn't expect that when he confessed, the criminal art would continue to beg him like a chicken blood. Inadvertently, Huang Yifan remembered the national shock caused by the time he wrote Houyi shooting the sun, and Huang Yifan realized. In the world where there is no myth in China, those gods in ancient times, I am afraid that any one of them can cause the shock of every Chinese person.

It's nothing else.

All of this is because those myths may be the history of our human ancestors.

After thinking about it, Huang Yifan nodded and said, "How can I say it, because the Classic of Mountains and Seas is different from some other works." He is like a strange work, and there are some similar absurd works, and some similar geographical atlases, and I don't know what language to use to introduce this work, this is just a whimsical idea, I only conceive it when I have time, so this book is not finished. However, although it was not completed, this work could be published in chapters. You can follow my Weibo when you have time, and I will update ...... from time to time"

"Great, thank you, Mr. Qiushui, thank you, I thank you on behalf of the people of the whole country. ”

The torture art was extremely excited, and even turned to Qiushui's pen name to thank him.

"You're welcome, that's what I'm supposed to do. ”

Huang Yifan said modestly.

"One last question. ”

After flipping through the interview, more than an hour passed in a blink of an eye, and at this time, Xing Yi had regained his excitement slightly.

"Mr. Qiushui, can you fill in the pit you dug before? We can just wait for the two recent pits of Dijiang and Xingtian, but the pit of Houyi Sheri dug a few years ago should be filled. Didn't you say that there was a story after Hou Yi shot the sun?"

"Little Punishment, you're so funny. ”

Huang Yifan smiled: "For everyone's sake, okay, I'll fill this hole today." ”

Huang Yifan said: "Little punishment, what day is it today." ”

"September 15th. ”

"I'm talking about the lunar calendar. ”

"August 15 of the lunar calendar, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I wish Mr. Qiushui a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

"Well, I also wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, and I also wish all my friends in China a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

After speaking, Huang Yifan tapped the keyboard gently.

An ancient myth was opened from the keyboard under Huang Yifan: "After Hou Yi shoots the sun, it is Chang'e to the moon." ”

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PS: Don't ask for a reward at this time, but when to wait, brothers, ask for a reward, ask for a ticket, and ask for a fit. (To be continued.) )