Chapter 20 Yuelai Inn on martial arts Nie Xiaoqian said that she wanted to write "Yue Nu Sword", and Wang Qiongying, who had been completely fascinated by the swordsmanship and the simple Aqing girl, immediately said that she couldn't wait.

But Nie Xiaoqian saw that it was too late and knew that it was time to go back.

It is indeed indispensable for her to stay, the Wang family's mansion is not short of a guest room, and Wang Qiongying even joked that she would give her a chance to write a book at night with red sleeves.

But Nie Xiaoqian knew her situation very well, even if she stayed, she had to disappear before dawn came.

But who would say goodbye to their master before dawn?

If it's hard to explain, just don't stay.

"Don't worry, at the most tomorrow night, I will send the first part of the manuscript of "Yue Nu Sword" over." Wang Qiongying pulled Nie Xiaoqian to prevent her from leaving, but Nie Xiaoqian had to explain patiently, "It's just one day, can't my sister wait?" ”

Wang Qiongying wanted to open her mouth and ask Nie Xiaoqian why she couldn't come out until night every time, but for some reason, she just moved the corners of her mouth in the end, burying her doubts in her heart.

She said very reluctantly: "Then it's a word, don't say goodbye like before, you can't see each other for ten days and half a month." ”

When she said this, there was a pleading look in her eyes.

Nie Xiaoqian sighed in her heart, and comforted her softly: "Although my sister is not a gentleman, a woman's words may not mean that she can't have a fast horse." ”

"I believe in you."

After saying goodbye to Wang Qiongying and declining Wang Qiongying's send-off, Nie Xiaoqian left the Wang family mansion with a bamboo basket.

However, to her surprise, she had just walked out of the street where the Wang family's mansion was located, and noticed two people in the dark, far behind.

It's not that her anti-tracking consciousness is so clever, it's not that the two stalkers are too careless, it's purely that these two stalking are martial arts masters, the vigorous qi and blood, which can be called the light skill of shifting shapes, in the perception of ghosts, like shadows under the sun, there is no place to hide.

"It's just that the people of the Wang family are following me?" Nie Xiaoqian felt a little strange.

She and Wang Qiongying are like sisters, and the novels she wrote helped the Wang family bookstore make a lot of profits, and as her reputation continues to spread, the profits from selling books will be like a steady stream of water.

She didn't know that it was Wang Qiongying's starling brother Wang Lin, who suspected that she was from the rivers and lakes, and was worried that her identity would cause trouble to Wang Qiongying's personal safety. And a large number of people were sent before, but they couldn't find any trace of her, so they naturally had to find out where she was hiding.

In this way, the next time Wang Qiongying wants to see her, she can find her as soon as possible.

Wang Lin's good intentions Nie Xiaoqian couldn't understand it, she wasn't worried that the fact that she was a ghost would be known.

Ordinary people, even if they are martial arts masters, but they specialize in the art industry, and they are limited by the naked eye, as long as the ghost does not take the initiative to show the weirdness, it is impossible to see through it.

However, being followed is a troublesome thing after all, and Nie Xiaoqian is a little troubled and has to find a way to solve the problem.

There was no injustice in the past and no revenge in the near future, and she never thought of harming people's lives in the past, so it was impossible to kill these two people, so she had to do this.

After a stick of incense, Nie Xiaoqian came to an inn, the largest chain inn in the martial arts world, Yuelai Inn.

Between staying in a hotel and tapping, she chose the former.

Nie Xiaoqian!

The shopkeeper of the inn looked at the names registered in the account book, and his eyes passed over the guys in the shop, and fell on the slender figure who went upstairs, constantly wandering back and forth.

Until Qianying disappeared, he twisted a few sparse fibrous roots on his chin, and pondered: "Strange, when does this woman seem to have seen it, and where does this name seem to have been heard?" ”

After pondering for a while, he shook his head and pressed his mind because he couldn't remember.

Living in the relatively secluded Tianzi No. 1 room, Nie Xiaoqian sensed the two stalkers, one left in the direction of the Wang family's mansion, probably to go back to report, and the other stayed to continue to spy on them.

She ignored it, and thought she didn't know.

Taking out the four treasures of the study in the bamboo basket, she began to sharpen the ink, and thought about how to write "The Sword of the Yue Woman".

"The Sword of the Yue Woman" is a perfunctory short story of more than 10,000 words adapted from a miscellaneous history of only a few hundred words.

Nie Xiaoqian remembered that when she used to read this short story, she felt that there were still a lot of unwritten stories that came to an abrupt end, giving people unfinished regrets.

Now that she wants to create, she naturally wants to make up for this regret and expand the writing, perhaps in the eyes of people in her previous life, she is suspected of painting a snake or a dog's tail and continuing to mink.

And she also has a purpose, she is going to make "Yue Nu Sword" into a real martial arts novel, and write out in detail the bloody ocean of A Qingjian, which drives the Yellow River Huang for thousands of miles, this kind of divine sword.

Whether it is "Marrying the Right Man in the Wrong Sedan Chair" or "Liang Zhu", they are mainly based on romance, and if you divide the male frequency and female frequency, it is biased towards the female frequency.

However, in this era, women who can read and write are at least relatively enlightened and honest people, after all, there are not many.

In the entire county seat of Guobei County, I don't know if there are two or three thousand.

The sales of these two novels seem to be quite beautiful, but that's because the price is high and the sales are expensive, and it doesn't necessarily matter how many copies have been sold, and the base number of women who are literate and love to read novels is so large.

Although Wang Qiongying said that her romance novels do not have much fat powder, it is inevitable that the style of writing is not tough and iron-blooded, and it is relatively soft, and men who love to read novels will not like it too much. In a word, the audience of romance novels is too narrow, and the male frequency side is the main force.

Nie Xiaoqian experienced the threat of this talisman and found that her Yin Soul was really too weak, and it was imperative to become strong quickly.

If she wants to gain a lot of literary energy to strengthen the Yin Spirit, she must create more works and make them as widely circulated as possible for the largest number of people to see.

Xu Shen Xu's advertisement is very good, her literary name has spread far away, she is no longer unknown, as long as a new work is released, even if it is a new type, it may be able to get more attention.

What's more, this is a world where martial arts masters walk all over the place, second-rate and third-rate are not as good as dogs, you don't see that just a Wang family mansion hides a second-rate and third-rate courtyard swordsman, a first-class bodyguard. Martial arts novels, adventures, and martial arts cheats are eternal topics, and it stands to reason that martial arts novels should be popular.

Of course, in this era when traffic is basically walked, communication is basically relied on roaring, heating is basically relied on shaking, and public security is basically relied on dogs, the circulation speed of novels is still too slow, and she has a plan to win by quantity.

"Destroy Wu Xingyue's skills like a god, and his body is cowardly and his dreams are not true. Hugh buys the Ruoye River Water Sword, and the sword light is still better than the flower man. ”

Thinking about it, Nie Xiaoqian swiped her pen and wrote a poem at the beginning as usual.