If you enter the rivers and lakes, you are a thin person.

Despite this, Zhou Ruyan has never regretted doing this business.

Even for most of his life, he lived a life without food and clothing.

He loves to tell stories and sit on stage, so he uses his mouth to sketch one bizarre world after another for the audience.

In such a world, he seems to be able to forget the troubles of the world, become a plant or a grain of dust, and quietly watch the stories of those talented and beautiful women, adulterous lovers, or golden swords and iron horses.

It's his world.

Zhou Ruyan is not afraid of death, but he didn't want to die so much.

No audience, no applause,

No one wants to listen to him.

His world is just his world, not known to the world, nor accepted by the world.

He died alone.

In that place of less than five square meters, but full of dust, with a strip of cloth, I hurriedly learned about my life.

He wondered if he would be able to return to the world he loved when he died.

Yes, definitely,

otherwise

Where is there a place in this heaven and earth that can hold his soul,

And that one, the heart of the storyteller?

……

The seven-day period is coming soon. When Gu Chong came to his senses, he found that he was not lying on the bed, but on the cold stone slab. The surroundings were no longer the rooms where they had lived for seven days, and it was pitch black.

Gu Chong slid up from the floor and looked around.

The whole world seems to be left with only oneself, and the bluestone pavement that one's feet are stepping on.

Gu Chong touched the thing in his arms, it was still there, and he was temporarily relieved. It seems that this heart is very important to the gatekeepers of this world, and it is always safe to hold it.

No way, let's move forward.

Gu Chong stood in place for a while, but decided to walk into the distance, chose a random direction, and walked forward.

"Da, da, da."

For the first time, Gu Chong knew that cloth shoes would also have a sound when stepping on the stone road.

I don't know how long it took to walk, but at least it was more than ten minutes, Gu Chong suddenly heard the sound of many people talking and talking in addition to his footsteps.

The sound grew louder and louder, like the sound of boiling water on a stove gradually boiling. As he walked, Gu Chong saw from a distance that there were tables, chairs and benches in front of him.

The scene in front of him suddenly blossomed, and the black wave around him retreated early, and in the blink of an eye, Gu Chong found that he appeared in a bookstore.

The library was built of fine wood, and standing in it, Gu Chong could even smell the faint aroma of grass and trees. The tables, chairs and benches were shining, and there were one audience after another, dressed or gorgeously or too simply, looking at the people on the stage with an obsessive expression.

On the stage sat a man, dressed in a blue robe. Speaking of which, this person Gu Chong also knows, it is the master who dealt with the murder case on the first day, and everyone else calls him Master Zhou.

He sat upright on the stage, holding Xingmu in his right hand, and the table in front of him was embroidered with a lifelike unicorn.

Zhou Ye is on it, and his mouth is like a river.

"This lord,"

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Gu Chong's ears, startling him. As soon as I turned my head, I saw a little second with a cloth hat and a sweat towel on his shoulder, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Do you listen to books? Listen to the book and find a place to sit. ”

"Huh."

Gu Chong nodded, casually found an empty seat and sat down, Xiao Er carried the teapot, poured a cup of tea in front of him, the mist curled, and a smell of tea came to his nose, smelling, it was a good tea.

Gu Chong suddenly felt a little thirsty, but his hand rubbed on the quilt for a long time, and he still didn't take a sip.

The story on the stage seems to be halfway through, but fortunately, Zhou Ye's logical clues are clear, and after listening to it for a while, he probably knows what it is.

But the more he listened, the more strange Gu Chong felt.

The person in this is talking about how he sounds like himself.

"Later, let's say that after this son escaped death this time, he actually met the girl who helped him in the deserted village in the academy......"

Deserted village, bride, academy, isn't this the scene where Gu Chong and Lu Qiu Wuyan met for the first time?

The audience at the bottom listened with relish, and applauded one after another when they went to the wonderful places.

Gu Chong listened, and cold sweat came down.

I don't know how long this book is, anyway, all the worlds that Gu Chong has experienced have been treated as stories by others and told to him again.

mentioned several dangerous places, and Gu Chong's heart couldn't help but pinch up. Obviously, he knows what happened later, but his storytelling skills are really superb, which makes Gu Chong seem to return to the scene of that day all of a sudden.

Eventually, it came to the world this time. Gu Chong cheered up and was about to listen carefully, but he heard a slap from Xingmu, a "snap", and the person on the stage said:

"I know what will happen next, please listen to the next breakdown."

As soon as the words fell, the audience under the stage sounded a lamentation of regret, and then, a strange phenomenon occurred. The spectators, who were still sighing with their mouths open, dried up one after another, and finally disappeared into the air like a puff of dust.

The original low-key and elegant library decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, the wood appeared mottled cracks, the color faded, and the original copper red or jet black color also became gray and abrupt.

In the blink of an eye, the entire dilapidated bookstore was left with Gu Chong and Zhou Ye.

Zhou Ye put down the waking wood in his hand, picked up the folding fan on the side, walked down from the stage with light steps, and came to Gu Chong.

"Little brother, I didn't expect to see you again,"

The folding fan opened, and Zhou Ye shook it gently, smiling.

"Who are you?"

One sounds stupid, but it is the question that Gu Chong wants to know the most now.

Zhou Ye laughed and said:

"Who do you think I am?"

Gu Chong was silent for a while, he was a head taller than Zhou Ye, if Zhou Ye wanted to see him, he had to keep his head up, but Zhou Ye's style around him was much stronger than Gu Chong's.

"You're not a doorman."

Zhou Ye nodded thoughtfully,

"That's right,"

"I'm just a character in a book, not even a ghost, let alone a human."

"You're here to kill me?"

"Of course not,"

"Little brother, don't always fight and kill, I, Zhou, am a scholar, how can I harm other people's lives at will?"

"And what do you want?"

This is to the point, Zhou Ye "snapped" and put away the folding fan. The eyes that have always been gentle have also changed, and there is more sharpness in them.

"I want that thing in your arms."

"The agreement you have with us,"

"Took the key,"

"Keep your heart."

"Leave your heart, and we'll let you go."

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