Xingzhe is a 10,000-year-old street fighter of a certain Chinese network, and he has been writing for three years since he entered high school, and he has been hitting the street. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I believe that many people have had the same experience, accidentally had a whim, wanted to write a novel, but hit the street in various unpredictable natural and man-made disasters, it can be said that "life is endless, and the street is not stopped".

Yesterday, another book hit the streets on the battlefield of becoming a god. Every time he hit the street, he would buy a dozen beers and get drunk.

When I woke up, I was the new me, and my next novel was ready to be published, and I was once again on the road to infinite fighting.

Xingzhe slowly opened his tired eyes, the warm sunlight sprinkled on his face, and the white clouds in the blue sky floated so comfortably.

Blue sky and white clouds?!

Xingzhe was excited, and sat up directly, ", what the hell is this place?

All around, there are flowers and plants, all kinds of flowers, colorful.

Fish run through the crystal clear stream, and rockeries of different shapes add a quaint flavor to the scenery.

Xingzhe snapped his fingers and began to count.

"There are only three possibilities for suddenly appearing in this kind of place, first, I got drunk and ran naked to play hooligan, second, I was violated by X, and third, Lao Tzu crossed over!"

It shouldn't be possible to play hooligans.,It's estimated that before I got out of the apartment.,I was caught and hung up by the social security aunt;Encountering X violation is simply a dream come true for a thousand-year-old driver like Xingzhe;Then there is only one possibility.,That is, crossing.,Although it's a bit ridiculous.,But with Xingzhe's brain circuit,This is the right answer for him.。

A small head suddenly poked out from behind the rockery, and it was a very cute little Lori, with big eyes shining like stars. The ruddy cherry mouth is like a plum blossom, blooming on the white fat like snow.

Little Lori stared at Xingzhe's crotch, and Xingzhe hurriedly looked down.

"Whew, it's good to wear underwear today, otherwise it would be cheaper for this little Lori. ”

Xingzhe usually sleeps naked, but he was drunk yesterday and forgot to take it off.

It seems that yesterday's few beers still kept his virginity, what a blessing.

Little Lori should no longer be afraid of Xingzhe, walked in front of Xingzhe, squatted on the ground, and pointed to Xingzhe's crotch.

"Big brother, the pattern on your pants looks good, can you give it to Yue'er?"

"Poof. ”

Xingzhe almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, it turned out that this little Lori liked SpongeBob SquarePants on his underwear, and thought he had met a heretical with a perverted heart in Lori.

"Little sister, this brother can't give it to you, that's all my brother has on him. If it's given to you, my brother's chastity will be lost. And you are still young, and you can't see some scenes that are inappropriate for children, which will affect your physical and mental health. Xingzhe persuaded bitterly.

"Does the big brother need clothes? Yue'er knows where it is, and the big brother is waiting for Yue'er here. ”

After saying that, little Lori ran away with a brisk pace.

Suddenly, the scenery around me changed.

The flowers and plants are all gone, replaced by an empty nothingness.

A beautifully bound book floated in front of Seong-cheol, and an invisible attraction emanated from the book, and under the pull of this attraction, Seung-cheol grabbed the book.

"Boom. ”

After a loud bang, a large amount of white smoke appeared in front of Xingzhe. The white smoke quickly condensed and dispersed, and finally turned into a middle-aged man with short hair.

The man took the initiative to say hello to Xingzhe, "Hello, young man." ”

After all, Xingzhe is a person who writes novels, and he has long been surprised by all kinds of strange events, after all, he has been YY many times.

"Big brother, who are you? The Monkey King jumped out of the stone, what are you jumping out of the smoke?"

"Oh, that's rude, I'm the syrup of writing, you can call me syrup, of course I don't mind calling me syrup. ”

The middle-aged man introduced himself.

"The god of writing? sugar water paste? Are you the same name as a certain platinum god of a certain Chinese network?"

Xingzhe has written many novels, and naturally he has read many novels, among which the most widely circulated is this supergod who is the number one in various rankings - sugar water paste.

Sugar Water Syrup pointed to the hardcover book in Xingzhe's hand and said, "I don't have time to talk to you anymore, my soul has this little power left." I'll hand over the deed to you now, and it's our fate. ”

Xingzhe shook the book in his hand.

"This thing is yours? Isn't it just a book? What's the use? Can you become the god of writing like you?"

Sugar Syrup shook his head and said, "This deed is condensed by my life's work, although it can't make you a person as awesome as me, but as long as your imagination is rich enough, you can use this book to conjure anything." ”

When Xingzhe heard this, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Since this thing is so powerful, how should it be used?

When Sugar Water Syrup heard Xingzhe recite the spell of the little demon fairy of Balala, he had an inexplicable impulse.

"Of course, you don't have to be so troublesome, you just need to summon the deed from the spirit seal, and then write what you want on it with fresh blood, and at the same time think about that thing in your mind, and then tear the page off. ”

Xingzhe stared at the sugar water paste, thought for a while, and asked, "What did you say to write it in?"

"Fresh blood. ”

"Where can you find so much fresh blood?"

"Don't you have it yourself?"

Xingzhe waved his hand helplessly, "Okay, you won." This is the routine of the system, but it ...... I seem to have gotten a fake system. ”

"Don't be discouraged, young man. Life is very beautiful, the future is full of brightness, beauty and bread can coexist, and the system can be real. ”

Xingzhe's face was displeased, "Why do I have the urge to slap you to death, you turn around, don't let me see your face." ”

"Okay, young man, as you wish. ”

"No, you actually turned around. Do you still have a little realization? ”

The sugar syrup turned his back to Xingzhe, "Young man, I will teach you the deed, not for free, I need you to help me do a small thing." ”

As soon as Xingzhe heard that there were still conditions, he immediately became interested, "What do you want me to do for you?" I don't want to kill people and set fires, ** Looting is barely possible." ”

"The deed is very powerful, and once when I was writing a novel, I accidentally wrote the name of a demon on the deed. By the time I reacted, it was too late, and now that the demons have begun to manifest, I hope you can defeat the demons and save the world. ”

Xingzhe stared at the back of the sugar water paste and asked, "Are you about to finish?"

"After saying that, how ugly the eggs are, I call my soul scattered. ”

"That is, I don't do this for you, you don't know, do you?"

When the sugar water paste heard it, he was anxious, "You kid dare!"

Xingzhe spread his hands and said, "I don't want to be a savior, I just want to be a simple bubble girl, write novels, and live a leisurely and comfortable life." ”

"You wait for me......"

Before he could finish speaking, the syrup turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.

"Save the world? Not interested. Or is it more meaningful to eat, drink and be merry. ”