The ghost mocked the master, of course, not a single ghost was reflected.

Wang Lei looked back and found that everyone's shock came from this story.

In particular, not only everyone in the audience, but even several gods on the stage, all looked shocked.

Even, he found that even Lin Feng, who was disdainful just now, was full of incredulity.

Could it really be that this is some kind of peerless god?

He couldn't help but look at the story carefully.

Is there really a story that can silence everyone? Before that, he expressed deep doubts.

But at this moment, he came up with an answer.

It turns out that there really is......

For example, this ghost mocks the master.

......

Liu Bei has no doubts about the power of this story.

This ghost mocks the master, from the original world, Ji Yun's notes on reading Wei Caotang.

There may be people who are not familiar with Ji Yun, but if you mention his words, I'm afraid no one will not know.

Ji Yun, the word Xiaolan, is the well-known iron-toothed copper-toothed Ji Xiaolan.

However, in this world, there is no Qing Dynasty, and naturally there is no such great writer.

Liu Bei took it as his original, and he had no pressure.

The content of this ghost mockery is very simple.

The general content is that there is an old pedant, and when he was on the night road, he met an old friend who had been dead for many years.

This old pedant, with an upright temperament, was not afraid of ghosts, but talked to them.

During the conversation, I learned that my deceased friend was on an errand in the underworld, and went to Nancun to hook people and go on the same road with him, so one person and one ghost went to Nancun together.

After walking to the village, he passed by a dilapidated house, and his deceased friend told him that it was the home of a literati.

The old pedant was curious, so he asked the deceased friend how he had come to his conclusion.

As a result, the ghost told him that ordinary people, who are busy with their livelihood during the day, have lost their original spirituality, and only when they are asleep, do not think of anything, and their spirituality will be clear and thorough.

If you are a scholar, at this time, the books you have read, every word radiates light in your heart, shining through the acupuncture points of your whole body.

The light is ethereal, colorful, brilliant like brocade rust, those who are big in literature, such as Zheng Xuan, Kong Anguo, and those who write well, like Qu Yuan, Song Yu, Ban Chao, Sima Qian, etc., the light they emit soars into the sky, and can even compete with the sun, moon and stars.

And other readers, although the light is not so strong, there is always it.

The stronger ones can be a few feet high, while the weaker ones may only be a few feet high.

But even the weakest one has a faint light, like a small oil lamp, which illuminates doors and windows.

This kind of light cannot be seen by ordinary people, but ghosts can see it, because the light emitted from this dilapidated house is seven or eight feet high, so this deceased friend knows at first sight that it is the home of a literati.

Then the old pedant asked curiously how high the light he emitted when he was asleep.

As a result, the ghost stopped talking, and muttered for a long time before saying that this old pedant, all he had learned in his chest, was to cope with the scriptures and test papers of the scientific examination, and every word turned into black smoke and shrouded the school, like a fog, and even the light of the students was covered, and there was really no light at all.

So the old pedant angrily reprimanded his deceased friend, and the ghost was not annoyed, and laughed away.

Wang Lei is also a contracted writer, and he still has basic appreciation ability.

In this article, although there is nothing surprising about the story, this setting is too powerful.

The metaphor of the literary atmosphere and the image of the light, those great Confucians, are even more able to rush into the sky, and can compete with the sun and the moon.

I am afraid that no literati can refuse such a setting.

He knew for himself that he himself would not have a way to refuse.

At this point, just looking at the shocked looks of all the people present, you can know how much everyone was shaken.

The spirit is soaring, and the ghosts and gods are easy.

This is a masterpiece that is enough for the finale......

"Ding, shock, awe, faith from Wang Lei, +101. ”

Regarding Wang Lei's mentality, Liu Bei doesn't care at all.

Because, for this article, he is full of confidence.

You must know that in another world, there is a top god called Dream into the Divine Machine, in his work Yang Shen, he refers to this setting, and in the scientific examination, by watching the candidate's temperament, to examine the level of the candidate.

At that time, there was a description of the literary grandmaster's literary atmosphere like wolf smoke, rising to the sky,

There is also a prodigy Fang Yun, when writing Jinxiu's articles, the literary atmosphere rushes into Xiaohan, forming clouds, brilliant as Jinxiu.

In that era when several top gods competed, the Yang God reached the top with this, and you can know its power.

What's more, in this world, if a novel works want to reflect reality, the most important thing is to study the setting of the novel.

It's impossible to succeed in such a setting.

Wang Lei naturally knows this at this moment.

Now he only feels cold.

In particular, at the end of the article, it was pointed out that the article that the old scholar had studied turned into black smoke and covered up the student's literary tone, which was not an allusion to him as a teacher.

This article is destined to be famous all over the world.

Liu Bei, the author, if you want to hint at one or two, he, an 'old pedant', can't he become a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouts and beats him!

He shuddered at the thought of that terrible sight.

"Ding, fear from Wang Lei, faith value, +100, +100. ”

Liu Bei was just curious, so he couldn't pay attention.

In fact, this time, his faith recharge record is too much.

He was 'swiped' by the crazy barrage.

"Ding, shock from Lin Feng, Faith Value, +100."

"Ding, shock from Gu Yong, Faith Value, +100."

"Ding, shock from Traceless, Faith, +100."

"Ding, shock from the south wind, Faith, +100."

......

In addition to the writers on the scene, there were countless audiences outside the venue.

Although, these viewers, perhaps not yet able to understand the difficulty of creating such a system, each person does not provide him with many faith points, but only in single digits.

But I can't stand the large base of the audience.

There were nearly 200 authors on the scene, who provided him with a total of 20,007 faith points.

And this, even less than half of his harvest.

The big head comes entirely from the audience.

There are too many screens, and he can't watch them one by one.

In the end, he had to look at the total number helplessly.

Coupled with the original belief value, his faith value has been more than 80,000, close to 90,000.

Moreover, it is slowly increasing.

"It seems that the Nine Yin True Scripture should be expected soon!"

Just when he was a little excited, Lin Feng's voice rang out.

"Don't be too happy, the final result depends on whether this article can reflect reality. ”

"yes......"

Everyone reacted, and they couldn't help but look at this article.

Everyone wants to see what this article can reflect.

It would be hilarious if it really reflected a ghost.

"Why didn't you respond?"

Everyone looked at the original manuscript of this article, but what made everyone strange was that after a long time, there was no reaction.

"Could it be that it failed?"

Everyone was a little disappointed, but they also took it for granted.

This set of settings is too powerful, but it shouldn't be reflected in a short story.

"It seems that it is not so easy to finalize!"

Wang Lei also breathed a sigh of relief.

If this article can really reflect reality, he will have to face the situation that Qianfu refers to if he can't do it.

"Liu Bei, the success or failure of the moment can't explain anything, so I told you, tell you not to be ambitious, you see how ...... you"

He knew that the setting of this article was not dark.

If you write a long story, it will definitely reflect reality.

But now no success is no success.

At this time, he can naturally jump out and point out that Liu Bei is ambitious, so as to set off his wisdom.

"Really?"

Liu Bei sneered: "Are you so sure that I failed?"

"How is it not a failure...... Wang Lei sneered: "Your article, there is no reaction now, this is a failure!"

"Failure is failure, you won't even dare to admit failure......"

Just when he was talking energetically, he suddenly found that the drunk wound on the side was constantly pulling his clothes.

"What are you pulling me for, I'm his teacher, seeing that he is so disrespectful, can't he educate him!"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he pointed to the place where the manuscript was stored next to the workbench: "Look over there!"

"What's so beautiful, haven't you seen it all just now?"

Wang Lei was disdainful, and all the manuscripts that had been commented on just now were collected together and put in that position.

Still, I looked over there.

"What's that!"

His face was full of horror.

Not only him, but everyone now, all of them were full of horror.

Because, in everyone's eyes, the pile of manuscripts that were put together is exuding a bright light.

The tone is really like starlight......