"Night Tour of the Capital City"

Collection 122, 36 recommendations, 5 reviews, 1 tip, 2 monthly passes.

This is the data of Ji Zhuo's new book after the release of Feimo overnight.

When he woke up at noon, Ji Zhuo got up from the bed and touched his mobile phone to look at it.

It's been a long time since I've seen such clean data.

It took more than 100 collections to rise overnight.,It's said that the non-ink collection has moisture.,

But it seems to be similar to this recommendation?

Ji Zhuo felt that he seemed to be a little numb to this data,

He is perfectly acceptable to the first-day increase in this collection and other data.

It would be nice if it would rise according to this increase in the future, maybe he would really be able to collect systematic wool for a few months.

However, even if he does not reveal his identity in the near future, the biggest difficulty is still to come...... When recommended.

Thinking like this, Ji Zhuo is still a little sleepy, and he is more energetic.

I got out of bed, took my phone and looked at it again.

clicked into the five new comments and looked at it,

In the comment area, in addition to the first and second, advertise this kind of non-nutritious comment,

There are really two serious comments,

"I read the book, it's very well written, the writing and the story are good, the question is whether the writing is a little too stable, and I feel that the style of writing is not very suitable for the Internet. Feel like the author is imitating the 'dog author' way of writing? But after all, it's not a dog author.,It's easy to pounce like this.。 ”

Thank you, what a good word!

Ji Zhuo didn't delete this comment, Although this comment mentions 'dog author', but the people who read the comment will just separate him from the dog author.

That's good.

Further down, Ji Zhuo looked at the last comment,

"I've finished reading six chapters, it's very interesting, and I feel that the author's description of the underworld is in place. In addition, I don't agree with the words upstairs.,What's the matter.,If it's not a dog author, you can't write this style? You dog authors are the best in the world? Hey, I'm grumpy! ”

Looking at this comment, Ji Zhuo fell into deep thought,

It doesn't seem like a big deal.

What's the matter, just allow you to write the dog author, and don't allow me to write 'Big Guy 123'?

If you dog author writes well, this kind of book that is biased towards publishing style, I can't write it well in 'Big Guy 123'!

Joke!

Ji Zhuo now supports 'Big Guy 123'.

Well......

After reading these comments,

Ji Zhuo glanced at the only reward by the way,

It's a name reward that I'm not familiar with.,It should just be a simple liking of this book.,

Also, the reader who deleted that comment yesterday,

didn't appear in the comment area again, obviously I left messages everywhere, and I forgot about it a long time ago.

turned off the writer's backstage,

Then I looked at the readership, the author group.

There are still people in the readership who are repeating it, and so are the authors.

There was no special movement, it was very calm.

Well...... All is well,

It's good.

Ji Zhuo nodded with satisfaction, put away his phone, and began to wash.

……

“…… Uncle Yu, I'll give you the signed book of "Caged Bird" on the far left of the second row of the bookshelf. ”

"Hmmm......"

The old man sat on the seat with half of the headphones,

The sun outside the window fell on half of his body,

The nurse next to him put the "Caged Bird" back on the bookshelf.

In the second row of the bookshelf, there are all books by Ji Zhuo, from "Seven Days of Hell" to "The Shepherd Boy Seeking Immortals", and then to "Caged Bird".

“…… Uncle Yu, listen. ”

The nurse walked back and said a word to the old man,

The old man nodded, paused, and responded,

“…… Listening to the shepherd boy looking for immortals. Aside from the Seven Days of Hell, this is my favorite book. ”

“…… Every time I listen to this fairy tale, I feel as if I was a child, when my parents were still there, and my grandparents were also there...... At that time, I was someone else's grandson, my son. ”

“…… In the evening, my parents, grandparents also told me stories...... But the stories they tell are much more terrifying. ”

The old man said and smiled.

The nurse stood next to him, smiled, and then mumbled.

The old man paused, then raised his head again, facing in the direction where the warmth of the sun was coming.

……

“…… Pen and ink, I see that you are a little worried, what are you worried about? ”

The editor-in-chief walked out of the office,

I saw Bimo sitting at his desk, looking at the computer,

There was a little hesitation on his face, as if he couldn't make up his mind.

"Didn't that author publish a book on our website again, I'm thinking about what kind of test recommendation for his new book."

Bimo turned his head, looked at the editor-in-chief of Fei Moxiang, and answered.

At this time, next to it, the ghost who is not in the ink, Yun Xinxin captured the keyword 'that author',

His face was also silent, but secretly he pricked up his ears and eavesdropped with concern.

“…… Hey, give me a push. ”

The editor-in-chief laughed, what a big deal.

Although there is no guaranteed recommendation in the contract signed with Ji Zhuo,

But such a generous contract has been signed, and I am reluctant to recommend it.

Even Ji Zhuo's own achievements are also worthy of this recommendation...... And non-ink recommendations are not that valuable.

“…… This author told me to keep it a secret. This book was written by him on a small account, hoping not to be exposed for the time being. ”

"He wants to see the real results of his new book without the influence of old readers."

Pen and ink sighed as he spoke.

That's why he hesitated, it's quite appropriate to come directly to a big seal,

But in this way, isn't it equivalent to going against the subjective will of this author?

The editor-in-chief was stunned when he heard what he said.

What is this operation, writing a new book deliberately does not want old readers to know,

I want to see my real results...... It's as if the subscriptions of old readers are fake.

The support of old readers will make a book have a guaranteed score and early popularity.

But whether a book can become popular or not depends on the quality of the book itself.

Otherwise, it is said that the great god platinum writer will not pounce? It's not the same to pounce.

Well...... Although Ji Zhuo's previous conviction makes his readers' estimates more blind,

The subject matter doesn't matter if you look at it blindly.

But the editor-in-chief of this operation still can't understand,

Who would dislike their grades being too good and setting too high?

But vaguely admired Ji Zhuo's magical operation,

There are a large number of authors who classify and type by type, and after writing their grades, they stay in their comfort zone and eat the same old book repeatedly.

However, Ji Zhuo has broken through the limitations of the subject matter again and again, although the classification of the subject matter is becoming more and more biased, but it is also getting more and more progressive.

This kind of continuous progress and continuous breaking of restrictions and courage is indeed admirable.

Momentarily stunned,

The editor-in-chief had a smile on his face again,

"It is inevitable that those who engage in literary and artistic creation have a little fetish. Since this author wants to do this, let's cooperate with him. ”

"Just according to the book he issued on this trumpet, he is a newcomer and the author sends a novice to recommend. If you test the waters and push the results well, you are making better recommendations. Just follow the usual rules. ”

"That's fine."

Penmo nodded, and didn't hesitate to ask the question.

He still believes that the quality of Ji Zhuo's book itself can also support the results.

……

Here, today's weather in the magic capital is relatively cool,

Ji Zhuo sat in the study, facing the computer that had been turned on,

Already at the beginning of today's codeword.

"Crackling ......"

The sun outside the study window is blocked by clouds from time to time, and from time to time it drills out,

The sunlight under the study window fades from time to time,

A wisp of fresh breeze shines through the window, bringing the sound of some branches and leaves in the community.

Mixed in with the constant keyboard tapping in the study.

On a computer screen,

In a new chapter, the words are already emerging.

The plot of "Night Tour to the Capital City" continues to unfold,

In the text,

wrote before that the protagonist Zhang Cheng followed the land lord to the city of vain.

During the conversation with the land lord, Zhang Cheng noticed a woman next to him who was spitting pus.

The woman sang a slurred ballad.

"Lord of the land, what is she?"

"She's waiting for someone."

Zhang Cheng turned around and asked the land lord, and the land lord replied.

When the woman heard a voice, she turned her head and asked,

"Housheng, have you seen Lu Wang on the way here?"

Zhang Cheng hesitated, turned his head and looked back at the land lord first,

Then he shook his head at the woman,

"No...... Perhaps, I didn't ask the names of other people I met. ”

"He's a strong man, and he's so tall......"

The woman gestured, but pus gushed from her mouth as she spoke.

The woman's comparison was probably a middle-aged man who was a head taller than her, and should be tall and strong.

"Nope."

Zhang Cheng really didn't see it, so he could only shake his head.

Then the woman turned her head again and asked the other souls who were passing by.

But the souls of the other passing by, the agony of pain, the confusion of the nightmare, how many of them answered the woman's words.

“…… This is a widow in Qian Village. When she was young, her parents found an in-law to marry, and not long after, her husband died. ”

"After another ten years, the in-laws she supported have passed away one after another, and at that time, when I was helping in the field, I met Lu Wang from the neighboring village, and there have been many intersections since then."

"The woman gives the man his own hand-woven clothes, and the man helps the woman do the rough work in the field."

The land lord seemed to know something, and said to Zhang Cheng,

The woman next to her paused as she listened, listening infatuately.

The two fell in love with each other so much that it was supposed that the two should get married from then on. The widow's in-laws have already provided for her, and she should be able to remarry without worry. It's just that the parents in this man's house hesitate that the woman is a widow, afraid of being pointed at behind her back. ”

And sure enough, some people in the man's village began to gossip, and there was a long-tongued woman pouting behind her back and pointing fingers...... is the so-called evil words, and the words are like swords cutting people. ”

"In the end, the man in the house did not agree, and there were people in the widow's village who said something unpleasant behind his back, and the man was also a fool, and when his parents did not agree, he cowered and couldn't make up an idea."

"The widow could not bear the humiliation, and agreed with the man to be martyred, so she bought medicine and boiled it."

"It's really a loss to grow that big man, and the result is a coward!"

Hearing this, Zhang Cheng was a little angry.

The woman who listened intently next to her did not refute, but pus rolled in her mouth, and tears rolled out of her eyes.

And the words of the land lord have not finished here,

"The widow drank all the bowl of poison, collapsed into the house, and came to the city of Huangquan in vain, but for a long time she did not see the man who loved her with her."

"So he stayed for a long time in this dead city, unwilling to be reincarnated, and when he met people, he asked if he had seen the man, and from time to time he sang a vague song or two."

"It's been more than 60 years now."

After the land lord said, the woman still did not speak, but tears were falling down.

Zhang Cheng was angry when he heard this, and he also felt a little pity for this woman.

“…… Eldest sister, you might as well go to reincarnation, I'm afraid you can't wait for such a person. ”

"I made a pact with him, if anyone goes to the Huangquan Prefecture first, he will wait here, so that he can be his companion in the next life."

The woman wept, but she would not move.

Zhang Cheng really took pity on this woman, and persuaded a few more words,

But in the end, he was not persuaded to move, and in the end he could only follow the land lord and go forward.

“…… In the afterlife, in this vain city, there are mostly resentful men and women, stubborn and persistent people, some people are unwilling to accept the results of the yang world, waiting for an ending, and some people die unjustly, or wait for justice. ”

"I have to wait for a hundred years and still be unwilling, there are always some nobles who have a lot of persuasion when they pass by, but these are not something that can be persuaded, only when they want the result, waiting for the person they are waiting for arrives, they are willing to leave."

At the end of the road to the dead city, the land lord said this to Zhang Cheng and comforted him.

All the way out of the city of vain.

Along the way, Zhang Cheng also saw many figures who persistently stayed in vain.

There are many people who are entangled in resentment, and there are also those who die in vain.

Ji Zhuo spent a lot of brushstrokes to describe the scene of the souls of the dead in the city.

Most of these dead souls are suffering here,

The state of death is still not liberated, but he suffers day after day, but he is unwilling to be reincarnated.

Be willing to bear this pain, and wait until you want to wait,

or the truth of the grievances, or a justice, or a person.

The plot is here,

Continuing to move on,

And then to a new chapter,

The protagonist Zhang Cheng is about to enter the capital city across the land,

But he was stopped outside the city.

A pitch-black, dragon-shaped soul body was lying across the Yellow Springs Road,

Spread to both sides,

I saw that the body of this black dragon was full of sores and rotten flesh.

Like corrosive pus dripping on the Yellow Spring Road,

The head of the black dragon was lying on the side of the road in Huangquan, gasping weakly.

This dragon is not big, and it is not as popular as the legend says.

It looks like it's only tens of meters long, and the dragon's head is lying on the ground just a little higher than Zhang Cheng.

But it really scared Zhang Cheng.

"Dragons?"

“…… It's a dragon, and it's a plague dragon. Don't look at him now, he is still sick and weak, once he rises, he will have to lay dead for thousands of miles. ”

The land lord said so to Zhang Cheng.

"Underworld?"

"No, the world."

The land lord told Zhang Cheng again,

"There are many correspondences between the underworld and the yang world, but this plague dragon is the reflection of the distemper of the yang world in the underworld, at this time the distemper of the yang world is rising, so at this moment this plague dragon is still if, wait until the plague is together, the plague dragon takes off, I am afraid that every moment will bring some dead souls from the ground."

"This plague dragon appeared in front of the Huangquan Road in the later life, I am afraid that this plague is not far from the later life."

Hearing this, Zhang Cheng was even more startled,

From the city he had heard of that there was a plague, and it was a scene where the people were struggling to make a living, and the corpses were all over the field.

If the plague had appeared near his village, it would have been okay.

"Then this underworld will remove the plague dragon, will the dissipation of the dissipation of the dissipation of the yang world?"

"This underworld also corresponds to the yang realm, if the plague dragon is gone, the plague will disperse and not gather, and it will naturally not be able to gain momentum."

"It's just that this is a matter of the yang world, but it is inconvenient for the underworld to interfere."

"Then I'm a Yang person, can I do something?"

Zhang Cheng asked,

"The next life is a yang person, but you can get rid of this plague dragon."

"But Lord of the Land, this plague dragon is so big, I'm ......"

Zhang Cheng looked at the plague dragon, although the plague dragon was dying,

But the length of tens of meters is difficult for him to deal with.

"The next life is a nobleman, and the nobleman is naturally noble, if you step forward, this plague dragon is afraid that it will shoot you."

"You go forward like this, and you blind the eyes of this plague dragon, and this plague dragon can't see the people who want to harm the plague, so it will naturally disperse."

"Thank you, Lord Land, for mentioning it."

Zhang Cheng responded to the words of the land lord,

Although he is still afraid of this evil dragon that is dozens of meters long and even lying on his stomach, the plague dragon is afraid of it,

But thinking that the plague would open and the lives would be ruined, he still had the courage to walk towards the plague dragon,

And this plague dragon fruit is just as the land lord said, and he is still afraid of him,

Although lying on the ground, panting weakly,

But when Zhang Cheng went forward, he still shrank his head back and retreated.

And the plot of this chapter,

That's the end of it,

What follows is naturally the plot of 'Zhang Cheng Slaying the Plague Dragon',

But Ji Zhuo didn't write it, it has to be a chapter that can only be written tomorrow.

Looking at the content of the words and sentences covered in the chapter,

Ji Zhuo pondered,

In other words, is this out of context?

It's not counted, it's just that it's too appropriate to break here,

I really can't blame him.