Pan Renmei's "Witch Lin Wan'er" has mixed reviews, but it has spread in Shangjing, and there are many discussions on the streets and alleys, and finally this so-called epoch-making book spread to the Lin family's courtyard, and finally to Lin Wan'er's bedside.

Chen Xiaoxiao, Qingzhu Niang and Cordyceps sinensis stood at the head of Lin Wan'er's bed, each with a blue face, as long as Lin Wan'er gave an order, everyone would be excited and find the Prime Minister's Mansion to get back an explanation.

"Witch Lin Wan'er" is obviously the most suffocating and shameless way for Pan Renmei to take revenge and frame Lin Wan'er, the book describes Lin Wan'er as a witch who kills people without blinking, and must kill two people every day to vent the demons in her heart. Chen Xiaoxiao read a few pages, and his eyes seemed to be about to erupt with anger, the son of the prime minister's family was too much, and he hijacked Baoyu and Yubao, and let him

Sister Wan'er was so seriously injured, and finally made such a scene, which is unbearable.

Lin Wan'er flipped through a few pages, her eyes were shining, she reached out to the paper bag next to the pillow, only to find that the peas were gone, and finally chirped: "Yo, the peas are gone." ”

Her calm and calm made everyone hate her, and Qingzhu Niang said with a stern face: "Wan'er, just say it, what you want us to do, we will do it." ”

"What to do and how?" Lin Wan'er asked a little puzzled.

"Revenge!" Qingzhu Niang said as a matter of course.

"Revenge? To whom to take revenge? Lin Wan'er was even more puzzled.

Qingzhu Niang was amused by Lin Wan'er's ignorant and confused appearance: "Of course it's Xiang Pan Renmei." ”

"Pan Renmei? Why did I take revenge on him? ”

"Why?!" Chen Xiaoxiao casually took out the copy of "Witch Lin Wan'er", and said indignantly: "Then Pan Renmei has already arranged you like this, Sister Wan'er." How can you still endure it! ”

"That's because of this!" Lin Wan'er suddenly realized, it turned out that everyone was angry because of this matter, what a big deal.

Lin Wan'er is a person with a bearing smaller than sesame seeds. But today I didn't get angry and annoyed because of "Witch Lin Wan'er", but I was comfortable and intoxicated, and everyone was quite puzzled by this.

This has nothing to do with her bearing, but because her little head came to a different conclusion from another angle, first of all, she didn't feel that "Witch Lin Wan'er" had any reflection in her heart, but felt a little happy because she could have a place in other people's books. Just like when Lin Wan'er changed the warbler of the protagonist of "The Legend of the West Chamber" to a smile, it made Chen Xiaoxiao cry and laugh for a long time.

Although he is a big villain in "Witch Lin Wan'er", he fits his own mind, because he is a strong man with strong martial arts and no one in his eyes from the beginning. Compared with martial arts, she prefers the setting of no one in her eyes, and the most important thing is that she is a bully, not a bully.

What she hates most is those decent people who endure humiliation and are self-reliant. It's so tiring to live. Not at all comfortable. Moreover, "Witch Lin Wan'er" uses humorous words, short wording, and some wrong words and sentences, which makes people laugh when they read it.

So before the crossing, Lin Wan'er liked Gu Long and Jin Yong, because the protagonist in Gu Long's book was a person with strong martial arts from the beginning, and he was a chic character who bullied others, and her two favorite novels were "The White-Haired Witch" and "Flying Knife and Flying Knife".

Lin Wan'er saw the people around her: "Let's all go out." Influenced me to read. ”

Chen Xiaoxiao was indignant: "Sister Wan'er, this matter can't be left like this. Justice must be sought. ”

Lin Wan'er rolled her eyes, this smile and temper became stubborn, and the ten mules couldn't pull it back: "Okay, get justice." Sister Qingzhu, you go get a rolling pin, you take a kitchen knife with a smile, Cordyceps sinensis, you take a stick and a broom, and then help me up, let's go to the Prime Minister's Mansion together to seek justice. ”

As she spoke, she struggled to get up, and said, "Hurry up and have someone, help me." ”

Chen Xiaoxiao saw Sister Wan'er's posture like this, afraid that the wound on her back would worsen, so she hurriedly pressed Lin Wan'er: "Don't, don't, Sister Wan'er, you better lie on your stomach, let's not take revenge, we won't take revenge." ”

Lin Wan'er lay back on the bed, rested her chin on the pillow, stretched out a finger to dip her saliva, and flipped through the next page of "Witch Lin Wan'er": "Go out and get me something to eat." ”

So the crowd came out of the room.

Lin Wan'er read with relish, and after reading a book, she threw it to Zhao Gan on the side: "Look at it, this Pan Renmei's imagination is really wild, it is not easy to come up with such a bloody plot." ”

When Zhao Qian was in Lanzhou, he liked to read some messy stories, and then told them to Baoyu and Yubao, so frightened that the two little babies turned pale, but they couldn't stop, and pulled the corners of Zhao Gan's clothes and asked to tell another one.

Zhao Gan watched "Witch Lin Wan'er", and chirped: "Hey, don't say it, if Pan Renmei was in the previous world, maybe she would be a god in the online literature world, and it is not impossible to earn money every day." ”

So, in Lin Wan'er's room, the two patients are addicted to this book, you read this book, I read that book, and the two continue to discuss the storyline, such as the hero in the book does not have to worry about silver, after falling into the cliff, he will either meet a master outside the world or encounter a martial arts cheat, and he will also obtain gold and silver treasures at the worst, and become a peerless master.

The two discussed and discussed the most vulgar "The Count of Monte Cristo", the plot is vulgar to the limit, and I don't know why so many people are chasing it.

Zhao Gan read a lot faster than Lin Wan'er, and she couldn't help but ask, "How many times has Pan Renmei been defeated by Lin Wan'er?"

Zhao Qian thought about it seriously and silently calculated a few times in his heart: "About eight times, right?!" ”

"Eight times? Tsk, it's been eight times, this Pan Renmei hasn't cultivated to the peak, but has been repaired by Lin Wan'er eight times, which is really miserable. Lin Wan'er sighed.

Zhao Qian explained: "It's not that Pan Renmei doesn't work hard, it's that Lin Wan'er's cultivation speed is too fast, and now she has reached the ninth realm, and she has destroyed Pan Renmei's incorruptible body and ruined his cultivation with a raised hand." extinguish his majesty, and smite him into the world, and never lift his head up. ”

Lin Wan'er couldn't help but giggle out loud: "It's predictable." Pan Renmei will endure humiliation, start from scratch, and meet a beautiful and beautiful girl, who will die for him, and finally turn over as a serf and sing, defeating Lin Wan'er. ”

"Probably right." Zhao Qian nodded and said with a smile.

Lin Wan'er heard Zhao Gan's words. frowned: "Probably correct?" Is there anything expected right? ”

Zhao Qian stretched out two fingers: "It's not a beautiful girl who has a crush on Pan Renmei, but two, haha." ”

Lin Wan'er frowned in disgust: "Why is he so shameless!" ”

Zhao Qian raised his eyebrows. There was an inexplicable smile at the corner of his mouth, and his tone was unpredictable: "Who said it wasn't?" ”

After reading a lot, Lin Wan'er only felt that her palms were itchy, and she also wanted to write it herself. So she called Chen Xiaoxiao into the room. opened his mouth and said: "Xiaoxiao, I'm going to write a chapter or two of "The Story of Stones", you go and prepare." ”

Chen Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up obviously, and his heart was shocked, as if he had received the best gift in the world, and asked suspiciously: "Really?" ”

"Of course it's true." Lin Wan'er waved her hand, "Hurry up, take advantage of my good state at this moment." Full of passion, express the passion that has to be expressed in your heart. ”

Chen Xiaoxiao nodded like a chicken. Not to mention how happy he was, he walked out of the room with a brisk step, took out the good pen, ink, paper and inkstone that had been prepared a long time ago, and rushed into Lin Wan'er's room with a small horse and a small stool, like a student as a pious worship, looked up at Lin Wan'er, picked up the brush, and nodded emphatically: "Okay, Sister Wan'er, I'm ready." ”

Lin Wan'er's poor handwriting is obvious to all, Chen Xiaoxiao took the pen on her behalf, one narrated, one wrote, "The Legend of the West Chamber" was written in this way, the two of them sailed in the endless sea on the painting boat, looked up at the stars in the sky and blinked, and listened to the surging waves.

Lin Wan'er was just about to speak, looking up at the window, the three heads of Qingzhu Niang and Cordyceps sinensis were neatly arranged, all because they heard that Lin Wan'er was going to write "The Story of Stones", and the three of them took advantage of their free time to secretly come to take a look, but they didn't want to enter the house, for fear of accidentally touching which of Lin Wan'er's fragile nerves, the eldest lady stretched her mouth, pinched her waist, turned her head, and said, I'm tired and don't want to write.

Shaking her head, Lin Wan'er was just about to narrate, but Chen Xiaoxiao jumped up from the pony: "Wait, wait." ”

After speaking, the person ran out of the room, and after a while, he held a plate of durian and lychees and sent them to Lin Wan'er, and he held two silk scarves, which were used to wipe her tears.

Chen Xiaoxiao is more touched by this point than Qingzhu Niang and Cordyceps.

Lin Wan'er smiled, it turned out that diligence still has so many benefits, she ate a piece of durian and peeled off a lychee, the lychee was crystal clear, like a crystal.

She raised the lychee in her hand, showed off at Zhao Gan, and swallowed it in one gulp, it was so delicious.

Lin Wan'er narrated, Chen Xiaoxiao transcribed, time slipped away quietly unconsciously, Chen Xiaoxiao experienced another washing of crying and laughter, life and death, sorrow and happiness, shuttling back and forth between crying into tears and being a fool.

Whenever she came to a deep love, Lin Wan'er always stopped, waiting for Chen Xiaoxiao to cry enough, and then continued to narrate.

During this period, Zhao Qian fell asleep, and was awakened by Chen Xiaoxiao's sobbing cry, and thought that a girl from a family was bullied by a ruffian, so he didn't dare to say it, and hid somewhere to sob.

The sun was gradually lowering, and the clouds on the horizon were dyed red, as if they were substance.

Lin Wan'er, whose passion was fully released, felt tired, her eyes gradually became dull, and the lower eyelids and upper eyelids began to fight, and the two finally shook hands and closed them.

The wings of her nose began to move slightly, like a snoozing kitten, her chubby little hands resting on the edge of the bed, her breathing was steady, and her body was undulating.

Chen Xiaoxiao was still immersed in the sadness and joy of "The Story of the Stone", and bowed her head and urged: "Sister Wan'er, what about below?" Baoyu was beaten, did Daiyu go? ”

When I looked up, I found that Sister Wan'er had fallen asleep peacefully. She thought about it, gritted her teeth, and woke up Sister Wan'er, so that it was not easy for this eldest sister of the Lin family to be diligent once.

Before he stretched out his hand, Zhao Gan behind him said softly: "Let her sleep, she is too tired, I will narrate the rest." ”

"You're coming?" Chen Xiaoxiao will be suspicious, she has known Zhao Gan for a long time, the earliest was in Shanzhou, Zhao Gan's identity at that time was mysterious, occasionally showed erudition and talent, and his speech was also funny, regardless of the occasion and the world.

Chen Xiaoxiao couldn't understand him, sometimes she would be puzzled to see Zhao Gan's eyes looking at Sister Wan'er, there was a trace of relief, a trace of attachment, and a kind of indescribable sadness, like a person looking for a person for many years, and finally found her inadvertently, at this time he would no longer cry, he would not laugh, he would only stand silently aside, watching, waiting, and listening......

Zhao Qian touched his nose and said with a smile: "When I have nothing to do, Wan'er has already told me the rest of the "Stone Record". ”

Chen Xiaoxiao nodded, thinking about the emotions between Sister Wan'er and the third prince that others couldn't understand, and they themselves might not understand, picked up the pen, and recounted the words that flowed from Zhao Gan's mouth.

Lin Wan'er didn't want to and didn't dare to change the bits and pieces in "The Story of the Stone", but Zhao Gan didn't have too much awe of this book, he privately changed Jia Huan to Jia Renmei, the purpose was to mirror Pan Renmei to write "Witch Lin Wan'er", and a new plot was added.

After Jia Baoyu was burned by Jia Renmei with wax oil, Daiyu, Baochai and Shi Xiangyun went to visit Baoyu, and with the help of the outspoken Shi Xiangyun, they said a sentence: "I think that although Jia Renmei's name occupies the word Renmei, he is actually a wolf-hearted person with a kind face and a black heart, and a fake person who is fake and beautiful." ”

After Chen Xiaoxiao finished writing this sentence, he was extremely relieved, threw down the pen angrily, and snorted coldly: "Let that Pan Renmei be arrogant again, let him know what a real knife and pen are, and cut his heart every sentence." ”

Zhao Qian smiled helplessly, this Chen Xiaoxiao is also a wonderful person, straightforward and fast-talking, and he thinks that he is similar to Shi Xiangyun in "The Story of Stones".

He stretched out a hand, and the sunlight outside the window shone in, the sunlight was like a little elf, lively and active, constantly jumping at his fingertips, refracting layers of confusion, and then projecting along his fingers, projecting his hand shadow onto the ground, on the wall, and on Lin Wan'er's bed.

It was as if a gentle hand was caressing Lin Wan'er's face, looking forward to life, slowly, softly, slowly, in an instant.

At that moment, Chen Xiaoxiao seemed to have an illusion, Sister Wan'er and Zhao Qian were very close, but far away, and the intersection of the two was just the shadow of the hand, but it was so real.

Stroke your cheek with my hand. (To be continued......)