"Publish a book?"

The first to express extreme surprise was Qiu Hai, he never thought that Chen Xinghai's idea for everyone was this way.

Not only him, but others immediately showed surprise, incredulity, surprise, sneer, and other reactions.

"Of course I didn't ask you to write a book, isn't there still me who is talented?" Chen Xinghai raised his eyebrows, "With me here, what are you afraid of......?"

Before the words fell, Qiu Hai quietly continued: "I'm afraid that no one will buy the books that come out, and then starve to death." ”

Yun Feiyu was not optimistic about Chen Xinghai's idea at this time: "Brother Chen, we understand your kindness, but I don't think it's easy to publish this book, what to write, how much to sell, how to sell, and who to sell are all problems, our Xuanting faction has never been engaged in this industry, so it's difficult!"

Su Dairou completely agreed with her Senior Brother Yun's point of view, well, it's difficult, it's hard to wrinkle your eyebrows together.

Ao Shan shook his head into a rattle: "I have a headache when I read a book, anyway, don't let me get involved with the book." ”

As for Uncle Qiyang, he was also preparing to express his objections......

"Bang!"

Chen Xinghai slapped the table, and then finally said solemnly: "Everyone, I only said two words about publishing a book, and you have a lot of reasons for opposition, I just want to ask, you are so disoptimistic about me? Or do you not rarely let others help you, and you think that the Xuanting faction is not worth saving? You are too arbitrary, and you make decisions without understanding clearly! And when you do things, you look ahead and backward, you have no courage, there are always difficulties and troubles, and the ideal structure is very full, but you don't have the ability to take a step forward! What is this called? This is called incompetence!"

This is a bit too much, after all, they have only been together for two days, so why is it his turn to reprimand others?

Sure enough, Qiu Hai first showed an angry look: "Boy, pay me attention when you speak! Grandpa, when I was wandering the rivers and lakes, maybe you were still wearing open crotch pants!"

Chen Xinghai stared at him: "Yo, you don't have the ability to come up with a way to make money, do you have the ability to put your qualifications here?"

Qiu Hai gritted his teeth: "You ......"

Chen Xinghai: "Cut~ What's wrong with me, right?"

There was a table between the two, but the fire had already covered the hall.

"Okay!" Yun Feiyu's eyes were a little cold, "Brother Chen, thank you for your kindness, but now is the time for our Xuanting faction's internal personnel to have a meeting, please go out!"

Sure enough, Yun Feiyu was still close to Qiu Hai, who got along day and night, so of course he spoke to Qiu Hai.

Chen Xinghai: "Uh...... Don't you ask me what my idea is?"

Yun Feiyu stretched out his hand and signaled, "Please Brother Chen go out first!"

Chen Xinghai didn't move, the atmosphere was a little embarrassing for a while, when he looked at the old man Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang gestured to the door with one palm, and when he looked at Su Dairou, Su Dairou said apologetically: "Brother Chen, why don't you go outside first." ”

Qiu Hai doesn't need to look at it, he must let him out, maybe he still needs to roll.

In the end, he hugged the thigh of Ao Shan next to him...... Oh no, it's Ao Shan's arm that is thicker than the average person's thigh.

"No, I'm going to tell you my best idea of what I've ever had before, or I'll be mad...... Let go of me, don't use your big claws to hit the back of my neck......" Chen Xinghai tossed his legs upside down in the air, but unfortunately it was useless.

Ao Shan slipped Chen Xinghai up with one hand, and then sent him out of the door.

Chen Xinghai still wants to work hard: "Let me tell you, this is definitely a very profitable idea, I have named the book, it is called "Journey to the West", which tells the story of a Tang monk who took his three apprentices to learn scriptures from the West. At the beginning of the book, there is a stone in Huaguo Mountain, and a monkey ...... pops out of the stone."

Yun Feiyu covered his forehead and sighed, as if he had saved a trouble yesterday, he waved his hand: "Ao Shan, we need to be quiet in our meeting, you send him away." ”

Then, Chen Xinghai's voice gradually faded away and became softer until he couldn't hear it.

Yun Feiyu sat down: "Let's continue to discuss." ”

......

On Xuanting Mountain.

Ao Shanti walked away with Chen Xinghai, and Chen Xinghai kept chattering.

"Let me tell you, in order to find the immortal recipe for immortality, the Monkey King drove a raft alone, drifted across the sea, and came to a fishing village. He found clothes, stole shoes and hats, and went to restaurants to drink and eat noodles, making many jokes and learning a little bit about people...... In the end, he searched all the way, and finally climbed to the Lingtai square inch and met the Bodhi Patriarch in the three-star cave of the oblique moon. The patriarch named him Monkey King. One day, Sun Wukong violated classroom discipline in class and was hit three feet on the back of the head by Patriarch Bodhi, but Sun Wukong laughed. Eh, big man, do you know why Sun Wukong is laughing?"

Ao Shan stopped, with a thoughtful look in his eyes: "Why are you smiling?"

Chen Xinghai struggled for a while, unable to let go: "Hey, you put me down, let me tell you why......

Ao Shan snorted, and then carried him on.

Because Sun Wukong understood the secret words given to him by the patriarch, the Bodhi patriarch knocked on Wukong's head three times, and then put his hands behind his back, which meant that he wanted to meet him in the backyard at night...... Then Sun Wukong went, and sure enough, he learned the technique of seventy-two changes of the earth, which can dodge the damage caused by the three disasters of heavenly thunder, heavenly fire, and heavenly wind, so as to achieve immortal ......"

Ao Shan stood again: "Immortality?

Chen Xinghai clasped his hands to his chest, "standing" straight in the air, and said: "Of course, the seventy-two kinds of changes, the upper can be the ladder clouds, and the lower can shrink the ground; at the fingers, the mountain wall is cracked; when the breath is blowing, the stone walks and the sand flies; the appearance is hidden, and the face is confused; the ghost summons the spirit, and the void is used at will; the wind and clouds and thunderstorms can be used at any time, and the water, fire, knife and gun dare not hurt ......."

Ao Shan: "And then?"

Chen Xinghai: "What?"

Ao Shan: "Sun Wukong learned seventy-two changes, and then what?"

Chen Xinghai: "Cough, this, my feet are off the ground, my brain is suddenly turned off, and the plot behind me suddenly forgot about it......"

After speaking, Chen Xinghai blinked and gave Ao Shan a "you know" look.

Then he got his wish, and Ao Shan put him down and sat down on the stone beside him.

He said sullenly, "It's already far from the hall, and you can't hear them even if you shout...... Say, what happened to Sun Wukong in the future?

It seems that "Journey to the West" has successfully gained a fan.

......

in the hall.

Yun Feiyu and the others had been discussing for another quarter of an hour, but they hadn't seen Ao Shan come back to attend the meeting.

"What's going on? Could it be that Ao Shan sent that kid down the mountain? Why hasn't he come back for so long?"

......

Sun Wukong got the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, and he was very happy in his heart, practicing monkeys and monkeys every day, and living freely. Suddenly, one day, he got drunk, and in a daze, he saw two ghosts chaining him and taking him all the way to the underworld, which woke him up with a drunken spirit. Sun Wukong broke free from the chains and danced the golden hoop stick, and no one in the underworld was his opponent. In the end, he forced the judge of Hades to take out the book of life and death, and ticked off the names of all the monkeys in the book of life and death, and then he was satisfied......"

Speaking of this, Chen Xinghai was already dry-mouthed, and looking at the sky, it seemed that it was not early, as if he could have afternoon tea.