"So, have you gotten any results?"

"No, nothing, everything is the physical state of an elderly man in his sixties. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"I can't help it, I came out of the house after the New Year, and began to buy all kinds of health products, big supplements, and exercise every day, so I passed more than a month, and my body was slightly better.

When I say better, I mean a little better on the basis of the body in his sixties.

At that time, I really didn't know why, so I opened my third book in that state. ”

"The third book, which was my pinnacle work, opened it at the beginning of '16, and by the beginning of '17, I found that my body was worse, and all kinds of diseases of the elderly appeared in me. What osteoplosis, osteoporosis, rheumatism, high blood pressure and the like.

I'm only 28 years old in 2017, and I don't even have a 28th birthday, and I feel like I'm going to die.

I was scared, I was really scared, I stopped my novel, handed it over to a studio, and then I exercised and maintained my health every day, and I didn't go home for the Chinese New Year in 2016. ”

Zhao Qi glanced at Zhuang Di and shook his head: "Your current body looks like you are in your eighties, or even ninety years old." ”

"I know, I know, I ....."

"I live for one year, which is equivalent to ten years for others, I start at the age of 23, and every year I live is equal to ten years for others, I am 24 years old, which is equivalent to 33 years old for others, and I am 25 years old, which is equivalent to 43 years old for others, and I am 29 years old now....... He is already 83 years old. ”

"One year old is equal to ten years old for others, and your life force is sucked away."

"What happens after you hand over the book to the studio?"

"Studio, you know, the level is not very good, my book is very profitable, even if the level of the person who accepts it is very high, but it is not up to my level.

If the book is handed over to the studio, the quality of the text will definitely decline.

But after three months, I found that the follow-up plot of this book was exactly the same as what I had in mind, as if I had been writing it all along, rather than someone writing it for me. ”

"So, it doesn't just affect you, it affects other people as well."

"So, is that a ghost?"

"How do I look like a demon?" Manhua interjected: "In exchange for inspiration, you have to hand in nine years of life every year as a price." ”

"I, I'm not, I, I really don't know, I don't know anything, I don't want to change, I really don't want to change."

"You, can you save me? I have money, I have a lot of money, I can give it all to you. ”

"I don't know what you're trading with, what you've done when you've changed."

"I did ....." Zhuang Di hugged his head with dry hands: "I remember that I went to find inspiration and signed up for a tour group in Taihang Mountain, and I came back from Taihang Mountain to change." ”

"Taihang Mountain?"

"That's right, Taihang Mountain, also known as Five Elements Mountain, Queen Mother Mountain, and Nuwa Mountain."

"What did you run into over there?"

"I just go with the tour group to play, climb the mountains and enjoy the scenery. There is also no separate activity. ”

"Did you pick up any strange things, or buy local souvenirs?"

"No, no, I didn't have any money, I didn't buy anything, and I didn't bend down to pick anything."

"Is there anything different about you and the rest of the tour group?"

"Different places, I, I want to think."

.....

"Oh, I remember, I was standing with the tour group at the time, and I saw a wild goose flying north, and I wrote an article directly, and I was proud for a long time after writing it, and it was also published on QQ space."

"Wild geese flying north?"

"What article."

"Wait a minute."

Boom, boom.

"Look, this is this article, published on July 21, 2013, at 3:27 p.m."

"Falling geese fall into the city?"

Zhao Qi took Zhuang Di's mobile phone, and he clicked on the article published by Zhuang Di at that time.

"Falling Geese in the City"

Dahan, Yong'an for three years.

The stars alternate, the bright moon reflects the snow, the shore of the unknown lake, that touch of red, how can it be helpless, the beauty of the falling geese.

A song is cool, the guzheng is tactful, how can the magnificent palace be locked, and the deep and beautiful grievances. The geese streaked across the sky, leaving only a few wails.

In the mountains and rivers show, if the hibiscus is out of the water, the slight steps are a little bit, the skirt and jade feet are less exposed, and the snow skin and jade skin are not exposed. However, the painter was blinded. Only fell into the deep palace, but the darkness and the ice wall were accompanied.

Beautiful faces, delicate hands, the sound of the lute, youth and years, thinking that this is the end......

Three years, who knows, cold and lonely.

The Xiongnu went south, intending to make peace.

When the stars began to spin on the day, the roulette wheel had already been decided. The jade girl in the palace, but she wants to move towards the desert, lonely and cold, whose nightmare is that?

Zhaojun came out of the ranks, but his weak shoulders carried the people who were slightly bitter. Whose world, whose responsibility, perhaps, is inexplicable.

The Son of Heaven was shocked and wanted to stay. But, how can a dignified man lose his trust in others? Gold and silver brocade rolls, send thousands of miles out of the stopper, don't Chang'an, out of Tongguan, stay in the sky of the wild goose, it seems that they are also seeing off. The Yellow River stood in the way. The butterfly flowers are nostalgic for the old, and the breath of the hometown is soaked in the eyes, and the smile looks back, but it is a dream memory. Don't be, maybe you won't look back in this life.

Yanmen seems to be beckoning and saying goodbye......

Wycombe Abbey in the Imperial City, the picture scroll was in the air, and the Son of Heaven sighed: "Why you." ”

A glass of wine, sprinkled, pink beauty.

The palace wall under the plane tree, I don't know who can bear it, desolate and lonely. Even if it's peerless. A hundred years after the deep palace, it is red and pink and dry bones, and no one knows it.

A round of imprints, carrying the expectations of the people, slowly moving forward. I don't know if the war will stop. Slightly bitter people, perhaps, I understand......

Mobei.

Aozuka.

The smoke and rain accompanied by the gentle pipa slowly flowed to the hometown.

Poor deep palace has no one to reward, and trekking into Mobei alone.

smiled and left the geese in the city, but he was willing to stop for the people.

Is it pedantic, but, perhaps, no one understands.

"It's okay."

The corners of Zhuang Di's mouth outlined a thick mockery: "Yes, it's okay, but do you know, in this article, I looked at the wild goose and almost blurted it out." ”

"Yo, the export is a chapter."

"Yes, I thought I had an explosion of inspiration at the time, but now that I think about it, I'm afraid that at that time, I was entangled."

"That is, you just became like this, and you didn't do anything."

"Yes, although I am old now, I have a very good head, and I remember very clearly, I only saw a wild goose flying north, and nothing else was done."

"The wild goose flying north in July ....."

"Mr. Zhuang, please leave your contact information, and we will start the investigation now."