It's a long story.

When the manuscript was gone, he was a little anxious, but then he thought about it, and the shopkeeper didn't know about it anyway, so he hid it, and later, everything happened.

A few days later, the manuscript was sent back by the scholar, who found the shopkeeper, handed the manuscript to the shopkeeper, and asked, "Shopkeeper, this is the manuscript of your new script, right?" ”

The shopkeeper took the manuscript and looked at it, his eyes widened more and more, he clenched the manuscript, but shook his head: "No, such a manuscript has been confiscated recently." After he finished speaking, he asked the scholar again, "Where did you get this thing?" ”

The scholar was surprised: "I took it here, isn't it the manuscript you received?" After the scholar finished speaking, he smiled embarrassedly: "At first, I thought it was waste paper, and I took it back after saying it, and then I practiced the words with the reverse side, and then I accidentally found that the reverse side of the manuscript was actually an unfinished script, and I was afraid of delaying your business, so I sent it." ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he turned his head to look at Xiao Tong: "What's going on?" ”

Xiao Tong hurried over, and he whispered: "A strange person sent it to me during the Oiran competition, and I wanted to leave it to you, but then I found out that the manuscript was gone, and I, I didn't dare to say it." "His head is getting lower and lower.

The shopkeeper gave him a deep look, but did not say anything harsh, but only asked, "Do you know where that man lives?" ”

To open a bookstore, in addition to entering new books every month, you also need to buy some of the latest books, and sometimes, good-looking books sell much better than those anthology history books.

The boy's head lowered, and he whispered, "The man didn't say where he was, he only said a few days." He was relieved to see that the man had not come.

When the shopkeeper heard this, his face darkened, and he flipped through the stack of manuscripts in his hand again, and he could see that these were two different manuscripts, not bad, very good! If it can be printed into a book, it will definitely sell well, and he has opened a bookstore for so many years, and he still has this vision.

But what to do now, this manuscript is not finished at all, and I don't know the source yet, but it's really ......

The shopkeeper sighed.

Xiao Tong said nervously: "Otherwise, I'll go and find someone, if I see him again, I will definitely be able to recognize him!" ”

The shopkeeper said, "Then that's all it can be." ”

The scholar had an idea and said, "Otherwise, print this manuscript and sell it first, and that person will naturally come to the door when he sees the manuscript come out." ”

The child's eyes lit up.

The shopkeeper shook his head and smiled bitterly: "No, if the front is printed and the back is not found, those people will definitely lift my bookstore, forget it." "Not to mention the story of the monkey, just the story of the West Chamber, if it is seen by some unprovoked little overlords, those little overlords will definitely chase after his ass to end, and it will be miserable at that time.

Later, the shopkeeper asked the scholar to copy a copy of the manuscripts, and the original manuscript was handed over to the child, who had to go to the original owner, and he had to take this thing.

Although Liuyang County is not big, it is not small, it is not an easy task to find people in the county, the child mainly goes to the inn, the teahouse to see, he has also quietly been to other bookstores, I want to know if a strange person has put the manuscript to other bookstores, heh, the manuscript did not ask, but the origin of this paper is inquired.

Later, when the boy thought about it, he thought that the strange man had bought paper here, and maybe he lived in this neighborhood, so he marked the location of the two bookstores, and asked around here, and asked about the teahouse.

When he entered the teahouse, he thought again that storytellers and storytellers are both storytellers, and they are really similar at all.

So, he took the manuscript to the teahouse shopkeeper and asked, the shopkeeper was busy and didn't want to pay attention to him, but after the boy handed over the first few chapters of the manuscript, he suddenly became interested, he was planning to get a serialized book, and there was a lack of good stories.

The shopkeeper was so excited that his beard turned up: "How do you sell this manuscript?" ”

The corners of Xiao Tong's mouth twitched, and he said, "I said, this manuscript is not mine, I am here to find the owner of the manuscript." "Did this man listen to him just now?

As he was talking, Wu Zhi came down from the second floor, he yawned, today's task was completed, and he planned to go back to the house to make up for sleep. Now that it's getting colder and colder, he doesn't even want to get up, he thinks about it, and a thought comes to his mind, or let the shopkeeper remove the morning's story, there are not many people who come to listen to books in the morning.

Yes, if he withdraws, he doesn't have to get up early in the morning, wait until noon, have a meal, talk about books in the afternoon, and then go to night and then go to sleep, how beautiful.

Wu Zhile went to the counter, not a few steps, he arrived soon, he came to the shopkeeper, and said with a flattering face: "Shopkeeper, there is an event I want to discuss with you." ”

The shopkeeper looked at him and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Wu Zhi said what he was thinking, and the shopkeeper glared at him: "No, you can't save it in the morning, we can earn a little bit, but if you get up earlier, can you still take your life?" ”

Wu Zhi looked disappointed and muttered, "I don't rely on these money." ”

Although his voice was small, the shopkeeper still heard it, and the shopkeeper's eyes widened: "What are you talking about?" ”

Wu Zhi hurriedly stopped and shouted, "I'll go and see if Ah Ping's illness is better." After he finished speaking, he turned around, and was about to leave, but the corner of his eye swept the paper manuscript in the child's hand, strangely, this paper seemed to be somewhat familiar. He sniffed hard, there was no smell, of course, this thing has been touched by many people, and the smell has long since dissipated.

Where have you seen this paper?

Wu Zhi had doubts in his heart, and slowly walked to the backyard, and when he arrived at the door of the house, he called out, he remembered, he had indeed seen the paper, it was Su Yu's paper! It's in the house!

Wu Zhi pushed open the door and walked in, at this time, Xiaobao was still practicing calligraphy, he was practicing calligraphy with charcoal, the characters were small, and he could write a lot.

Wu Zhi walked up to him and stared at his paper and words,

Before, staring at his paper and words, this paper is exactly the same as the paper in the hand of the little boy outside, the words are almost the same, they are all small words!

Su Yu walked in with the medicine, and when he saw Wu Zhi on the paper and the words that Xiaobao had received, he asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

Wu Zhi looked away and said casually: "There is a little boy outside holding this same paper, and even the words on it are so small. After he finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Xiaobao and asked, "Could it be that the thing in the little boy's hand belongs to Xiaobao?" ”

Su Yu was shocked in her heart, and at this time she remembered the previous submission, since the ginseng matter was solved, she didn't want to care about the manuscript, so be it for the time being.

So, she said to Wu Zhi: "I haven't seen it, I don't know." ”

Su Yu calmly handed the medicine bowl in his hand to Gao Ping, Gao Ping has been feeling better recently, he has a lot of energy, and his legs are not as painful as before, except for porridge, other things can be eaten.

Xiaobao also heard Wu Zhi's words, he raised his head, and he was still practicing his words seriously, his temperament was a little twisted, he didn't believe that he couldn't write such words, he was stumbling.

Not to mention, after practicing for a few days, Xiaobao's words are a lot neater, and Xiaobao feels that after practicing the small characters, the big characters seem to be easier.

Wu Zhi yawned again and said, "Anyway, it's not an important matter, I'm too lazy to think about it, I'll go to rest, and then call me up after dinner." ”

Su Yu stopped him: "Didn't you say you were going to the post station last year to take a look, maybe there is news from your family, and you said last year that I would remind you, you forgot about it." ”

Wu Zhi remembered the incident of Qiao Xin's return home before, and he muttered: "It shouldn't be so soon, even if they bring the letter, it should be sent here......

Su Yu rolled her eyes and said, "I can remind you, it's up to you whether you go or not." ”

Wu Zhi reluctantly went out of the door, walked to the front hall, the shopkeeper was still entangled with the little boy, the counter was on the side of the door, Wu Zhi had to pass by there if he wanted to go out, he heard the shopkeeper say to the little boy: "Since you don't have the full manuscript, it's better to sell this manuscript to me......

Xiao Tong was obviously unwilling, and he interrupted the shopkeeper: "No, our store said that this thing is not for sale." "Since he couldn't find the owner of the manuscript, Xiao Tong didn't want to stay, but he was small, and the shopkeeper pulled him and didn't let him go, where could he go, at this time he couldn't help but regret it, he knew that this would be the result, he shouldn't have come here.

Wu Zhi was curious, and felt strange, what kind of manuscript was so good, and let the two of them scramble, he stretched out his head and took a look, this look, his eyes couldn't help but widen, and a sentence came out of his mouth: "Isn't this "Journey to the West"? ”

As soon as these words came out, the shopkeeper and the boy looked at him in unison, and their eyes were like a little sun, shining straight out.

Wu Zhi was taken aback by these two people, he shrunk his neck, and laughed dryly: "I still have something, I'm leaving." After saying that, he walked out the door, obediently, the eyes of the two of them were like wolves, looking at him directly, strange and scary.

He didn't say the wrong thing, did he?

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

The two voices rang out together, and then, I saw the shopkeeper and Xiaotong driving Wu Zhi left and right, Wu Zhi looked at them confusedly: "What are you going to do?" ”

They put Wu He on a chair, and then pressed Wu Zhi to sit on it, Wu Zhi swallowed his saliva, and asked carefully: "I, didn't provoke you, right?" "What's going on?

Xiao Tong couldn't help it first, he pushed the manuscript in his hand in front of Wu Zhi's eyes, and asked anxiously, "How do you know that this is "Journey to the West"?" Have you seen it? ”

Wu Zhi looked up at Xiao Tong and asked, "Is there anything wrong with this?" ”

When Xiao Tong heard this, he became excited: "Of course there is a problem, did you write this manuscript?" How many words are left? ”

The shopkeeper also grabbed Wu Zhi's collar: "Don't give it to him, give it to me, give it to me!" "Since it was written by Wu Zhi, it is something from their teahouse, and you have to take it down if you say anything!

Wu Zhi does know "Journey to the West", why does he know it, it's very simple, these days, as long as Su Yu is free, he will tell the story of "Journey to the West" to the two children, this is a story like a monster, it is a myth, and there are many people who like this kind of thing.

Wu Zhi also listened with relish, however, he was busy during the day and listened less, and later he protested and asked Su Yu to adjust the time of storytelling to the evening, and he caught up with the progress, however, Sun Monkey's ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties are only halfway through now, and there is still a long way to go.

He thought that Su Yu didn't like to be in the limelight, and his heart moved, this matter can't be said casually, wait until Su Yu is asked.

"Did you hear that, speak, why didn't you speak?"

"Wu Zhi, Wu Zhi ,......"

"Hey, don't pull his clothes, you see him strangled his neck, he can't breathe, you let go."

The shopkeeper and the boy and the quarrel, the shopkeeper finally let go of Wu Zhi's collar, Wu Zhi took a big breath, he slowly raised his hand, and said a little weakly: "Listen to me......"

The shopkeeper and Xiao Tong looked at Wu Zhi together.

Wu Zhi said: "I used to listen to this story, as if I heard it outside, you let me think about it, think about it......"

He stood up stealthily as he spoke.

The shopkeeper and the boy were still staring at him.

Wu Zhi jumped to the side and said, "I'm going to go to the post station now, and when I come back, maybe I'll remember, don't worry, don't worry." ”

How can it not be in a hurry!

The two opened their mouths to speak, but Wu Zhi hurriedly held his hand and said, "Oh, my head hurts, it hurts, don't rush me, the more you urge, the more it hurts." ”

The shopkeeper looked at him with hatred: "You guy is always useless at critical times." ”

Wu Zhi held his head and screamed, walking out of the door as he walked, and the shopkeeper narrowed his eyes: "Don't you have a headache, and you still have the strength to go out?" ”

Wu Zhiyi patted his head and said, "Yes, I have a headache, I asked Su Yu to accompany me out!" "Just tell Su Yu about this "Journey to the West"!