Chapter Eighty-Six: Fake Words
Ling Ping'an held the freshly brewed tea and sat at the counter, sighing for a long time.
Tonight, he overturned all the fruits of last night's labor.
The reason is simple.
He read the manuscript and felt awkward.
So you know, you will pounce.
He looked at the clean document that had been deleted again on the screen, and sighed: "What a headache to write a new book!" ”
"If I had known, I wouldn't have finished the old book......"
In this way, he can continue to fish for three days and dry his nets for two days, and touch the fish happily.
Wherever you need to be like this, you have to take some time out every day to write the beginning.
Looking up at the clock hanging on the wall, it was already eleven o'clock.
Ling Ping'an stood up, then walked to the door of the store, and was about to close the door and go upstairs to sleep.
He saw a figure in the fog in the distance, and a figure seemed to be walking towards him.
So, he stopped.
"Is it a customer or a passerby?" He asked.
If you think about it, it seems that the guest who put the ring watch here a few days ago has not appeared since.
Probably addicted to the game of stars, busy with gold......
Ling Ping'an thought.
The stars are famous for their livers in the entire Federation Empire's gaming world.
It is very common for a dungeon to be spawned dozens or hundreds of times, just for one piece of rare equipment.
It is also necessary to participate in large team quest events organized by the union on time, just like going to work, in order to earn so-called team points to buy equipment that can only be dropped by these team quests.
So Ling Ping didn't play.
It's horrible!
Ling Ping'an remembered the two guests from last night.
They're all good people!
Honest gentleman!
Especially the old republic, Ling Ping'an admired him very much.
Look at people, how trustworthy! The ancient Megumi Yanagishita was nothing more than that!
After waiting for a while, Ling Ping'an saw someone coming from the thick fog in the distance.
It was a young man, dressed in a retro outfit that you could tell at first glance that it was exquisite.
As the author of the online article, Ling Ping'an recognized it at a glance, it seemed to be the Yi Xuan of the Han Dynasty, with a very standard Han Dynasty red ribbon wrapped around his waist, and a crown belt made of jade on his head.
Just look at it, and the spirit of peace will light up.
"Fat sheep! Big Fat Sheep! He was eager to give it a try.
Who doesn't know that this Hanfu is a very expensive hobby? Not to mention, any set of Hanfu on the market can easily cost thousands.
If you pay attention to one point, you can't stop it.
As he got closer and closer, Lingping's excitement overflowed.
Because the clothes worn by this young man, no matter from that point of view, are privately customized after strict research.
Private customization, which means expensive.
Strict research shows that he is very particular.
This is a rare guest, and it is also a very generous guest!
Ling Ping'an heard that a certain colleague sold a unique book to a guest who was keen on ancient culture and traditions, good guy, and earned tens of thousands of yuan at one time!
Tens of thousands of dollars!
It's really not open for three years, and it's been open for three years!
Of course, there are no ancient books of that value in the Lingping Store.
But......
However, there are also several sets of tomes that were printed more than 100 years ago.
Among them is a set of books, which is worth thousands of dollars!
If so, sell it......
Peace of mind and the water of mouth will flow out.
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Liu Yu looked ahead, in the depths of the fog, the swaying light source.
He hesitated.
Because, he saw, a shadow in the shadow of light.
Undoubtedly, it was a person.
Or a 'human-shaped' monster.
"What is this place?" He looked around at the fog around him.
The fog gave him the feeling of a separate world.
It seems to be the kingdom of God opened up by some chaotic evil god.
Since the founding of the Xinghan Dynasty, there has been a lot of dealings with the Chaos Evil Gods and their minions and slaves.
In the court, there was even a tradition of using Tzeentch followers.
For the Chaos Evil God and their minions, the Xinghan Dynasty was both on guard and at the same time.
It's like the rat men who assassinated him, but they were actually refugees from his grandfather's time.
These self-proclaimed Bighorn Rat's followers came out of the ground.
At that time, the Xinghan Dynasty was facing a serious threat from the goblin Shan Yu Lao from the northern grasslands.
The ogre army under his command even threatened the safety of Chang'an for a time.
In the end, it was only by relying on the arrangement left by the ancestral dragon and the deterrence of the three-headed unicorn enshrined by the royal family that the invasion was repelled.
Therefore, even though he knew that those filthy rats would sooner or later become a disaster, he had to drink to quench his thirst and use them to assassinate the goblin officer and nobleman and delay his march.
"So, the lone general is facing an evil god?" He looked at the figure under the light and thought, "Could it be a new evil god?" ”
It's just that......
"In the void, when was a new evil god born?!" He thought.
But since he has stepped into other people's territory, if he doesn't go over to meet and see his thoughts and intentions, Liu Yu knows that he will never be able to get out of this fog.
So, he was bold and approached slowly.
As he approached, the fog gradually lifted.
A building that looked puzzled him appeared in front of him.
It was a house of a completely different style from the Xinghan Dynasty.
It is made of red bricks of a certain material, and the surface is clinged to a certain stone material that does not have an obvious style.
A plaque of unknown material was hung at the door, but Liu Yu recognized the words written on it.
Because there is a connection between it and Xinghan's small usurpation and official book.
"Qiyuan Bookstore?" Liu Yu frowned, he had received a formal and strict royal education since he was a child, so he quickly discovered that something was wrong: "Or 'Origin Bookstore'!" ”
There are still a lot of fake words, and there are still a lot of Xinghan Dynasty.
Especially the superiors, they like to do this kind of thing the most.
Did I make a typo?
Wrong!
This is a fake word! Do you understand?
And in those red bricks, stone slabs and plaques, Liu Yu's inspiration can clearly feel that there are countless monsters entrenched in them.
They drooped their hideous tentacles.
They spread their terrifying mouthparts.
The unspeakable monster, beneath the cracks in the walls and plaques, made low noises that could not be understood.
It seems to be a warning, or it could be to give him a dismissal.
Under the plaque, a 'man' dressed in an unknown material and who looked about a little taller than him was already standing.
To be precise......
It should be Him!
Liu Yu looked at Him, Him under some kind of light source.
The head shrouded in mist was like an abyss that could not be looked at.
And then He looked.
Looking at Liu Yu, in the head shrouded in mist, two points of fire rose from what seemed to be eye sockets.
Liu Yu looked at him, stepped forward, and then said to himself with a very traditional Xinghan etiquette: "This guest, welcome to my little shop!" ”
His voice was peaceful and powerful.
It was as if there was such a great power that when He spoke, the whole world fell silent.