Han Feng had already fallen asleep here, but the land over there returned to his own land temple, came to his bedroom, and walked to the corner next to the bed.

There was a huge wooden box there, and it looked dark blue and I didn't know what was inside.

Walking to the wooden box, the land casually cast a spell to clean the dust off the wooden box, and then cast a loose lock spell, just listen to the click! With a bang, the wooden box opened automatically.

As the wooden box opened, a piece of snow and snow white inside was revealed, and the land then picked up one of them, and read in his mouth: "Well, Tang Yan's spring and autumn chrysanthemum picture, not bad, I want to come to this city god master will definitely like it." ”

It turned out that the huge wooden box was full of calligraphy, painting and poetry manuscripts, and the entire wooden box was covered one after another. These calligraphy and painting poems are all authentic works of celebrities, including Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi and other poems.

However, if you take a closer look, you will find that none of these calligraphy and painting poems are stamped, only signatures are signed on them, and each one is more like a draft made by the creator himself.

Then put away the calligraphy and paintings, and the land drove the clouds, and came to the door of the mansion of the lord of the city god.

"Trouble, inform the city god master, the lower official land has something to discuss." The clouds fell, and the land said to the gatekeeper fairy in front of the Chenghuang Temple.

"Hehe, the land lord will report later, the little boy will report now." The fairy boy guarding the door, as soon as he saw that the person who came was land, immediately turned around and ran to the house to report.

Hearing that the fairy child came to report that the land was asking to see, Chenghuang was a little surprised, this old subordinate of his own, but he has not come to his house for hundreds of years, how can he come to see himself today?

Thinking about it, there must be something to ask for himself, or it is impossible for the old man of the land to see himself suddenly for no reason, waved his hand, and let the fairy child let the land in, and the city god sat in the hall and thought about it.

It didn't take long for the gatekeeper fairy to lead the land in.

"Little God Land, knock and see, Lord Chenghuang!" As soon as he entered the hall and saw the old man of the city god, the land hurried to pay homage to the Tao.

"Yo, this isn't land, how did you think of coming to this official mansion today!" Chenghuang put down the teacup in his hand, waved his hand, let the doorman leave, and then asked with a displeased face.

Nima! Thousands of years of friendship will be broken, hundreds of years will no longer come to his house to walk around, even a piece of tea cake will no longer be sent to his house, Chenghuang will not fight when he thinks of these angers.

It's good that you are also your top boss, although you are no longer in the world, and you don't have to be busy with the previous business. But you are so silent, you don't say hello or say hello, and you cut off contact with yourself, this Nima! What the hell.

"Uh, hehe! It was the little god who was negligent, this time was really full of trivial matters, and he couldn't get out of his body, and as soon as he got those trivial things done, the little god immediately came to visit. As soon as he heard Chenghuang's question, and saw the other party's unhappy expression, he hurriedly replied.

"Really? What trivial things can you do to make the land busier than this city god? Chenghuang asked unhappily. Nima! What trivial things can keep an immortal busy for hundreds of years, and perfunctory people will not find a better reason.

"This, a little trivial, I won't worry about the old man Chenghuang, and the little god has already done it." As he spoke, he quickly took it out of his arms, and handed it to the old man Chenghuang.

As soon as he saw that the other party handed over a pair of calligraphy and paintings, Chenghuang's expression instantly became unnatural, why did he come to this set again? Do you think this city god will still eat the set you use in the world? But his mouth was still in his mouth, and he asked: "Whose masterpiece is this!" ”

Land, as one of Chenghuang's direct subordinates, knows the hobbies of his top boss very well. I'm afraid that apart from Chenghuang himself, no one knows Chenghuang better than the land.

And the two were canonized almost at the same time, one was born rich and benevolent, and the other was born into a scholarly family, just and upright.

It is precisely because of the birth of a scholarly family that poetry, calligraphy and painting have also become a major hobby of Chenghuang, especially the works of those celebrities, although these celebrities may be just mortals, and they are all juniors, but their literary style does make Chenghuang like it tightly.

"Yes, Tang Yan's spring and autumn chrysanthemum picture." The land squinted his eyes, watched Chenghuang take the calligraphy and painting in his hand, smiled and said, "But it's still the same as before, just a grass work instead of a finished product." ”

"Oh"

Then Chenghuang unfolded the calligraphy and painting in his hand, admired it with a serious expression, and after a while, he sighed again: "Tang Xiaozi's painting skills are really extraordinary, every time I see his different works, I can feel a lot of benefits." ”

"This picture of Tang Yan's spring and autumn chrysanthemums is another waste draft that you stole from Tang Xiaozi's house back then!" Putting away the calligraphy and painting in his hand, Chenghuang turned his head and asked.

Every time the land gave him calligraphy, paintings or poems, although all of them were genuine, Chenghuang knew at a glance that these were just unfinished drafts, and none of them were finished products.

As for how these calligraphy, painting and poetry manuscripts came from, Chenghuang is also clear.

Whenever there is a celebrity in the mortal world, at night, the land will sneak into the study of these celebrities, and throw those celebrities on the ground for drafts! Waste paper!

All of them moved home, and after they could, they could pick out some of them, and the drafts that were closer to the finished product were left behind, in order to meet their hobbies. When I was in the world back then, I didn't know how many such drafts I had received from the other party.

This also directly leads those celebrities, every time they get up the next day and return to the study, they will find that the drafts they discarded yesterday are all inexplicably gone.

"Say, what do you have to do this time, do you have to ask this city god!" After greeting the land and letting the other party sit down, Chenghuang asked again.

"Hehe, don't hide it from Lord Chenghuang, little old man, this time there is indeed something to do, and I ask for Lord Yu's approval." Sitting down, he touched his beard to hide his embarrassment and smiled.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Chenghuang asked curiously.

Then the land slowly told what it wanted.

After listening, Chenghuang couldn't hold back for a while, poof! With a bang, he squirted out all the tea in his mouth, and exclaimed with a look of disbelief: "What did you just say?" You repeat. ”

"The little god said that the little god wants to write a novel, and he wants to write a novel about becoming the lord of the city god." With a helpless expression, the land had no choice but to repeat.

Chenghuang put down the teacup in his hand, circled his ears, and after being sure that he had heard correctly, his face changed, hum! sighed, and said angrily: "So, you want to take the place of this city god!" Good for you, you land, you actually dare to start the idea of this city god immortal. ”

Nima! Although he has not been to the City God Mansion for hundreds of years, the official authority of the City God Lord has never fallen half a point, and this angry question made the land almost cry.

"Don't dare, don't dare, what the little god said is just a novel! It's not really the idea of trying to fight Lord Chenghuang. The land waved his hand again and again, and quickly explained.

"Huh, novels?" After some explanations with a dry mouth, Chenghuang calmed down and asked again with a puzzled face: "Are you talking about the novel published on Xianyu's mobile phone?" ”

"Yes, yes." The head of the land is like a rattle, lest the old man of the city god be angry again.

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