Chapter 108: There are many lessons that are slowly learned on the road of accumulating setbacks

In the reception hall of the Cold Ice Pavilion, Nie Bing and I sat alone on one side of the Eight Immortals Table, staring at the few broken pages of the novel in the center of the table, and time passed minute by minute. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Ah Shui and Xue Ning didn't come out of the book, Nie Bing and I waited for a day and a night, except for the two of us, the Cold Ice Pavilion was so empty that only the soul wandered.

The people who came to entrust the business were also rejected by us, and now where are they still in the mood to do business, and find a way to save Ah Shui and Xue Ning.

I don't know which of the things that Xue Ning pretended to be said by Gong Shuang before leaving are true and which are fictional, the only thing that is certain is that if Xue Ning is really in Gong Shuang's hands, she will never have a comfortable and comfortable life, and it may be worse than what Gong Shuangshu said.

After waiting for another day and a night, Ah Shui and Xue Ning haven't come back yet, so they shouldn't come back.

Nie Bing stood up and walked outside with a heavy face, I asked Nie Bing where to go, and he said to find a way to rescue Xue Ning. After saying that, he walked out without looking back and disappeared at the gate.

I yawned a lot, the books were burning, and the road to the same world was closed, where to find a way? The thinking of ancient people is really a tendon and it is difficult to understand.

When I came out of the world in the book, I didn't see Ah Shui, where was he? Also, the style of the novel, which was originally just a talented and beautiful woman, began to become weird, and he actually leaned on the hatred of the country's enemies, just because of the appearance and Fuyuan general Ye Siyuan, as well as the Shanwu tribe who invaded the frontier, how did they jump out.

What is Gong Shuang's ultimate purpose, judging from her previous behavior, she just wants to drive a few of us intruders out of the world in the book.

If you think about it, her real purpose is not just to fall in love or watch others fall in love, is this a woman's emotional factor at work?

Again, it's just my thoughts.

I guess it's just my thoughts. Thinking about it, he lay down on the table and fell asleep.

In my sleep, I smelled a fragrant smell in my nose, which smelled like grilled fish. I opened my eyes ignorantly, and there was a pot of grilled fish in front of me.

In the past, there was a great responsibility from heaven to the people, and now there is a sky to roast fish to me. God-given things, why be polite to God, plus I haven't eaten seriously for a few days, and I ate the grilled fish to the skeleton in three or three clicks.

After eating, he lay down on the Taishi chair with a bulging belly and burped very satisfied. At this time, I saw Nie Bing carrying a pot of white rice, two bowls on the rice, and two pairs of chopsticks, walking out of the inner hall softly.

He saw the fish bones on the table and stopped. I instantly understood, angrily stood up and pointed out the door, "A cat ran out just now." ā€

Nie Bing put down the rice silently, I only saw the white shadow flashing, hitting my face with his fist, and roaring angrily: "Obviously you ate it, don't leave it for me." ā€

My body crashed into the wall.

I'll admit, I'm never polite when it comes to eating, who makes me a person who can say anything? The grief is so great!

Help me bandage my head, Nie Bing eats white rice elegantly with chopsticks, and the stupid son of the landlord's family eats with a very standardized action, unlike us who were born in the mountains and villages. The grilled fish was eaten clean by me, and he ate really white rice, white like an unrendered painting.

After eating, clean up. Nie Bing wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, "Eldest sister, I went back yesterday and thought about it all night, and I felt that this matter was not so simple. Listening to what you say, it seems that only the book that Xue Ning reads has become a monster. Someone else's book is normal. ā€

I said in my heart that it was because Xue Ning and Ah Shui themselves looked like they were out of the abnormal human research center, and of course the books they read were not normal.

"I've burned that book now. Yesterday when I went back, I bought a new book on the market, and according to the method you said, I tried it for a long time and didn't get in. Moreover, at night I observed for myself that the book I bought was not breathing at all, it was dead. I tried to think about it, and finally remembered that Xue Ning's set of books was not bought, but someone gave it to her. ā€

"For him?" I was suspicious in my heart, and asked Nie Bing rhetorically: "Xue Ning has won a lot of money by playing mahjong with others recently, otherwise why would others give her books." ā€

Nie Bing looked at me with an embarrassed expression, didn't know what to say, and muttered, "Yes, it turns out that Xue Ning still has a hobby of playing mahjong." ā€

Seeing that he really believed, I waved my hand, "I'm foolish." Then the person who gave her the book was deliberate. Deliberately gave her a book, so that she could be fascinated and enter the world of the book. Which bastard gave her the book for no reason, so vicious. ā€

I looked at Nie Bing's eyes looking out the window, and seemed to be thinking about the same question. That bastard, why would you do that?

Xue Ning was able to accept the other party's book, indicating that she still had some origins with the other party, either because she knew each other before, or out of overflowing sympathy. But Xue Ning herself is not an emotionally exposed woman, so it seems that it is because of some things that I knew before. Or, Xue Ning had helped the other party in the name of the Ice Pavilion.

Anyway, there are a few clues in the preliminary part of the matter.

However, the book has been burned by Nie Bing, and there is no room for recovery, and we can't enter the two-dimensional world. Looking at the ashes on the ground, the two of us sighed in unison.

Suddenly, it occurred to me that if I used that method, it would not work.

I stood up, "If we find the author of this book, 'I'm laughing at peach blossoms,' will there be a way?" After all, he wrote the book. ā€

Nie Bing thought about it, shook his head, and nodded again, worried that this matter would not work, but there was no other way. I had some ideas in my mind, maybe I could lure out the person who gave Xue Ningshu.

I told Nie Bing about my thoughts and methods.

"My assumption is that if we find the author of the book, we can ask him what his thoughts and content are after that, and we can understand where the story is going. With the direction of the story, even if the author doesn't write it, we ghostwrite, as long as the imitation is true enough, we can lead to the person who gave Xue Ning's book. Moreover, there is another point, I guess, the palace frost in the novel must also be an illegitimate meal of someone who likes "Ning Gongqiu". If she was able to enter the book, it must have been a book given by this person. The book sent by this mysterious person is really poisonous. ā€

Nie Bing stood up, straightened his already neat hair, tied it into a high bun with a white gold ribbon, and stood tall in front of me, "Without further ado, let's hurry up." Xue Ning and Ah Shui must have waited very hard in the world in the book. ā€

"It doesn't matter, sharpening the knife is not a mistake for a woodcutter. Although we are good at finding people, it is a waste of time to find people like this, so we spread the news. ā€

"Who's going to spread it?" Nie Bing didn't understand.

"Of course, it's looking for Fan Taichang. The emperor's will, does he dare to disobey? "I took out the gold medal in my pocket, this is what the emperor pursued me and sent me, seeing the gold medal is like seeing the emperor, there is no need to use it in vain.

Walking into the yamen, Wu Xiaotian said with a happy face that we haven't been to the yamen for a long time, I said that we are all law-abiding melon-eating people, what are you doing in the yamen, you don't come to me to sit there.

Zhan Feixiong was reading the documents, and he had a good face when he saw us. Of course, the position of a man with a small belly is also small, the prime minister can hold the boat in his belly, and he can only sink a pushpin in his stomach.

I explained my intention, and Zhan Feixiong said angrily, aren't you doing this business, why do you still need our government to help.

I smiled: "The official family is powerful, and one sentence is worth a hundred of us." Besides, we have to contribute and pay for this matter, and if the official family speaks, they only need to move their mouths, and a bunch of people will rush to do it. Such a cheap thing, why not help? ā€

Zhan Feixiong said loudly: "It's cheap for you, and it's not cheap for us." ā€

Wu Xiaotian hurriedly came up to let Zhan Feixiong calm his anger and tell me to shut up and stop talking. I like to see Zhan Feixiong get angry, his mouth keeps chattering, and the green tendons on Zhan Feixiong's hands are about to fly to the sky.

Fan Tai often yawned and walked out, and it seemed that he had done bad things at night, so that he was sleepy during the day.

I took out the gold medal given by the emperor, but he didn't look at it at all, and wrote lightly: "No matter how big it is, isn't it just to find someone, just pass it down and find it." Then notify the next county to help find it together. Miss Ji, the emperor's 惻惻惻惻惻惻"

Isn't it just for promotion, simple. The sedan chair carries people, hello and I'm good, I smiled, "Don't worry, Lord Fan, I will definitely say a few good words for you on the emperor's side." ā€

When Fan Tai heard what I said, he burst out laughing. Zhan Feixiong also smiled reluctantly in agreement, and the green tendons on his hands were still obvious.

Nie Bing walked up to me and asked softly in my ear, "Eldest sister, is it the business scope of the Cold Ice Pavilion to help the client be promoted?" ā€

I said, "Count, why not." There are more friends, and the road is easier to walk. ā€

I'm actually thinking about something else, Gong Shuang is so scheming. Now, I need to cultivate an environment that is favorable to me, that is, to get more support from people.

Only in this way, fight against those strange things.

There are many lessons that can be learned slowly on the road of accumulating setbacks. Nie Bing took the notebook and wrote down this sentence word by word.

It only took one day to find the author of "Ning Gongqiu" "Peach Blossom Laughs at Me Idiot".