"Why am I asleep again?"

Ping An suddenly woke up from his dream, and his sleepy eyes saw the shadow of the sun slanting to the west outside the door, and it was obvious that after noon, he knew that he had just fallen asleep.

Mother told me not to sleep in the temple, and I seemed to be disrespectful to the fairy sister when I slept in the temple.

At the same time, he knocked on the melon seed of the head that was always confused, loved to sleep, and could not stay awake, and then a sentence from the "Analects" overheard from Mr. Private School came to his mind: "Zai Yu sleeps day and night." Zi said, 'Rotten wood cannot be carved, and the wall of dung cannot be destroyed!' ’”

In broad daylight, he didn't even let go of the cows, just thinking about sleeping, so he couldn't help but feel even more ashamed.

Nie Xiaoqian, who had been staring at Ping'an, for fear that he would forget what was in the dream, was anxious when she saw him with a confused expression, and she almost wanted to grab him and have an initiation.

It's a pity that the hand she subconsciously stretched out passed directly through Ping'an's body, as if the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror could be seen but not touched.

Nie Xiaoqian stretched out her hand again with some resentment, but it was still useless, this sense of powerlessness was like a drowning person, although there was a life-saving straw close at hand and within reach, but no matter how you grabbed it, you couldn't catch it.

From this she thought of a terrible question, she was so weak that she couldn't even hold a pen?

If you can't hold a pen, how can you write a novel? If you don't write novels, with that declining literary atmosphere, when will you be able to truly condense your body and rely on the beliefs in the temple?

Although Gu Niang Temple is not inaccessible, if you want to rely on the meager belief and thoughts that are not as small as the less and less civilized every month, it is the real Year of the Monkey.

Waking up from the slumber in the statue, Nie Xiaoqian has been thinking about the matter of culture, and she can't wait for the new work in her consideration.

However, once I thought about it thoroughly, I found that what I was hoping for was completely impossible, how could I not be shocked.

Distraught, Nie Xiaoqian wanted to leave this Gu Niang Temple and go outside to breathe.

The ghost doesn't need to breathe, it's all due to her state of mind.

It's just that when she walked out of the door, the threshold had not even been crossed, and a gust of wind blew, and the whole thing was blown back.

Without incense, she is weak and unable to move an inch.

Nie Xiaoqian couldn't leave Gu Niang Temple, but Ping An crossed the threshold in one step.

Ping'an, who was ashamed of sleeping, remembered something the moment he crossed the threshold, and muttered: "I don't seem to have told the fairy sister that the green mountains will not change the green water, fairy sister, by the way, I seemed to be dreaming just now." ”

"What did I do in my dream, well, killing the wolf saved Ah Huang."

Finally remembered the peace of what happened in the dream, and grinned a little embarrassedly, because in reality, it was the fairy sister who drove away the hungry wolf and saved Ah Huang, not the sword fairy he thought about day and night after listening to the story of the storyteller in the village.

"Also, in my dream, the fairy sister seems to be talking to me, and I don't forget what she said." Ping An couldn't help but knock on his stupid head again, and when he looked around, his eyes touched the tail of Ah Huang, who was grazing not far away, and his eyes lit up suddenly, "I remembered, Sister Fairy asked me to call her Sister Nie, and also told me to help her buy pen, ink, paper, and inkstones to bring to the temple." ”

"But Sister Nie is a fairy, what do you want to do with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and she also said that this is not a dream, is it really not a dream? Could it be that Sister Nie really wants me to help buy pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, otherwise why would she always be dissatisfied in her dreams? ”

With questions, Ping An turned back to the statue of Gu Niang, as if he wanted to see some clues from the statue.

It's just that he is destined to be disappointed, because the idol has not changed, he has not seen the imaginary Sister Nie, and naturally he can't see anything that can answer his questions.

The question could not be answered, Ping An still said solemnly: "Sister Nie, you are an immortal, there is a spirit in the temple who can hear Ping An speak, Ping An must Sister Nie live up to her trust, buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone as soon as possible and send it to the temple." ”

After saying that, Ping An left satisfied.

He came to Gu Niang Temple today to come and have a look. Now that I have dreamed of it, I have seen it, and I have been entrusted, what else can I not be satisfied with.

Nie Xiaoqian, who was on the side, saw Ping'an's words and actions in his eyes, and praised him for his cleverness and cleverness in his heart.

But she can't use pen, ink, paper and inkstone for the time being, and can only be said to be a waste of peace.

As for her dictation and Ping An's ghostwriting, Nie Xiaoqian never thought of letting Ping An be a small scribe and ghostwriter.

First, ghostwriting is not a comfortable thing, Ping An is still young, and it is not suitable to be a small scribe.

Second, the wilderness may not be safe, and his mother is also tightly controlled, so he rarely has the opportunity to go to the mountains.

What's more, Ping An has her own things to do, she is herding cattle now, and she will also go to school in the future, so she can't delay Ping An because of her personal affairs.

In addition, there are many more problems in other areas.

Ping An can't see her and can't hear her voice, which means that dictation can only take place in dreams.

Dreams are the easiest to forget, and when you wake up, you may forget them all. And even if you remember, efficiency is a problem.

A novel can be tens of thousands of words short, hundreds of thousands of words long, or even hundreds of thousands of words.

Ping An is a child, even if he can read all the words, but how can he write them.

Because of these concerns, Nie Xiaoqian does not plan to write novels for the time being. She just waited for the next time Ping An came, and asked him to help send a message or a letter to the Wang family.

The message is simple, just a few words. It's not difficult to write a letter, just find a ghostwriter and you can write it. She wasn't prepared to say anything confidential in the letter, so she didn't have to worry about being known.

After leaving safely, the Gu Niang Temple returned to desertion and silence.

It wasn't until night fell that the silence was broken by the sounds of insects chirping all around.

Nie Xiaoqian came out of the statue and saw the moonlight outside the temple like water, pouring down, as bright as a dream, as if she could reach out and grab a handful in her hand.

Such a good moonlight is the best time to cultivate the Taiyin Refining Method.

But the wind was a little strong, and Nie Xiaoqian, who was trying to go out, was already unstable at the door.

If you force yourself out, you will probably not return by the wind, but will be blown away by the wind, blown to the sky, and finally scattered between heaven and earth.

For now, there is occasional incense, and the Gu Niang Temple, which can store the thoughts of faith, is the safest shelter, and staying in the temple honestly is the best choice.

But Nie Xiaoqian was a little unwilling.

She has a lot to do, and she wants to be able to make effective use of everything that can condense her body.

Although the tone is endless, sometimes it is more and sometimes less, and it is not stable enough. The idea of faith can only be said to be better than nothing. The only thing left to use is this moonlight, which is too yin.

Especially tonight, the Taiyin Qi was so full that she could clearly feel the fluctuations in the temple.

Just when Nie Xiaoqian was thinking about how to go outside and safely absorb the Taiyin Qi to cultivate the Taiyin Refining Method, she suddenly heard the sound of hunting wind outside, and then someone stepped on the roof, and the tiles covering the roof crackled.

Immediately, someone in the distance shouted: "Thief, where to escape!" ”

The words were heard from afar, but the sound shook the dust on the beams and pillars.

It may be that the person on the roof was so alarmed when he heard the loud drink that he used improper force, so that all the tiles that had been stepped on shattered into rubble and fell down, revealing a small gap in the roof.