Chapter 332: Storytelling

"Big brother, are you writing, can you tell me about it?"

"I'm writing, I'm writing."

At night, under the gazebo of the community.

Little Chubby Dun started playing games there, and two children were squatting behind him with their hands and legs to watch.

Later, after the little chubby dun finished the game, the other two children ran away.

The little chubby dun who raised his head leaned over to Ji Zhuo's side again, and asked with some expectation in his eyes.

Ji Zhuo leaned against the pillar of the gazebo, taking advantage of the cold, and was too lazy to move, which was a standard answer.

“…… Hey, the new book of the dog author has not been released recently, and the new book of the ABC has not moved, so there is nothing to read. ”

"Big brother, can't you really tell me about what you wrote? Don't worry, I'll listen to it, turn around and forget, and I won't tell anyone else. ”

Little Fat Dun looked at Ji Zhuo expectantly.

Ji Zhuo glanced at the little chubby dun again and shook his head.

"I can't."

"Hey...... That's fine. ”

Little Chubby Dun was a little regretful, and picked up his mobile phone again and played there.

The two children who ran away just now didn't know how to come back again, and then supported their legs, squatting behind the little fat pier to watch,

Ji Zhuo was still leaning under the pillars of the gazebo there, sitting, paralyzed.

It's like before, nothing has changed.

Until late at night,

Little Fat Dun and the two children left one after another, and each went back to his own house.

Ji Zhuo leaned under the quiet gazebo, blowing the night breeze,

Looking at the somewhat lit night sky in the city, let your thoughts drift away.

It seems that ABC's new book also has some ideas.

He tilted his head and glanced at the shadow of the streetlamp on the ground beside him.

……

"Why isn't Xu Zihao here?"

I finished writing in advance, and it was time for noon.

Today, Ji Zhuo went to the Guangming Welfare Institute again.

The renovation of the orphanage has been completed and it looks stronger and newer than before.

But Ji Zhuo seems to have come at an inopportune time,

Xu Zihao, who is most familiar with Ji Zhuo, is not there, and many children are not there.

Ji Zhuo asked casually.

"Xu Zihao went to school...... There is also Zhang Xiaofeng...... And ......"

Before Aunt Ai from the welfare home answered,

The children who were playing in the yard heard Ji Zhuo's words, so they scrambled to speak.

Aunt Ai looked back at the group of hairy children, then turned her head and smiled, and said loudly,

"It's going to school. The welfare institute also did not give them the conditions to teach classes, and Xu Zihao was studying in a school for the blind. ”

"Not to mention how well they can learn, at least they can understand Braille and know more common sense, and it will be much easier for them to live in the welfare home in the future."

Aunt Ai said aloud,

"Today is the time of the school for the blind, and I guess I won't be back until in the afternoon."

Ji Zhuo nodded when he heard this, and didn't say anything more.

"Xiao Ji, you help me watch this group of hairy children, I'll go to the kitchen to see if there is any help, and it's almost lunch." Xiao Ji, you probably didn't have lunch. ”

"Okay. Haven't eaten yet. ”

"Let's take two bites together for a while."

Aunt Ai walked to the back kitchen of the small canteen of the welfare home.

Ji Zhuo was still in the yard, looking at this group of hairy children,

I moved a stool under the tree next to the yard and sat casually,

The hairy children, who were still playing with each other, naturally came over in front of Ji Zhuo one after another.

“…… Brother Ji, do you want to continue telling the story today? ”

A child asked expectantly.

"Speak."

Ji Zhuo answered, and then quickly, all the children came to Ji Zhuo,

Either squatting or sitting, looking forward to looking at Ji Zhuo sitting under the tree, and then quieting down.

"Then let's continue to tell Shi Sheng's story?"

"Uh-huh...... Brother Ji, just listen to Shi Sheng's story......"

"Shi Sheng, Shi Sheng......"

The children talked one after another.

"Okay."

Ji Zhuo responded with a smile.

"In other words, after accepting a new apprentice last time, Shi Sheng continued to walk forward with a group of apprentices, spreading his master's prestige and Taoism to Xiniu Hezhou."

"After walking for more than ten days, the weather became hotter and hotter, and the earth was like a hot furnace, scorching the people who walked on it."

"The land has gradually lost its moisture because of such a hot temperature, and it looks like it is not growing early, only the yellow sand everywhere, and when the wind blows, it is wrapped in yellow sand and heat waves."

"The wind is hot, and when it touches people, it is the steam in the hot pot, and it burns people."

"Although Shi Sheng is powerful and has vast magical powers, he is not afraid of these, and his apprentices are all either goblins or immortals, and they are not afraid of this. But Shi Sheng is still curious, why is this like this? ”

"Isn't it a desert? I've heard that the desert is full of yellow sand, there is no water, and it's hot! ”

A child listened attentively and asked loudly.

"Yes and no. At the beginning of the journey, it was a desert full of yellow sand, but further on, the desert became a scorched earth with unquenchable flames, and the ground was full of scorched earth and flames. ”

Ji Zhuo smiled and said to this group of hairy children.

Come over today, in addition to telling stories to this group of hairy children, look at this group of hairy children,

Ji Zhuo also wants to find inspiration for a new book,

Staying with this group of children, he is always extra relaxed,

Inspiration has also sprung up.

And these hairy children sometimes have some whimsical ideas, which will also bring some inspiration to Ji Zhuo.

This group of hairy children listened carefully again,

Ji Zhuo continued to talk about this,

"Shi Sheng, I asked an apprentice to find a local person to ask, and the local person said.

It's called Flaming Mountain, and the further you go, the hotter it gets.

It's because there's a dartch sleeping in the middle.

Legend has it that the drought is a god, a god, and has supernatural powers, and wherever he goes, he will be thousands of miles away, and the land will be drought, and the ground will turn into scorched earth and burn with scorching flames. ”

"Can't she control it?"

"I can't."

"Then she's so pathetic."

"yes...... Shi Sheng also felt pitiful for the drought, so he thought about saving the drought...... First try to let the white dragon apprentice under him go to the rain to see if he can extinguish the fire around the drought. ”

“…… And ah......"

“…… Eventually, the fire on the dartle's body was restrained, and the surrounding land was no longer affected by the drought, and the white dragon began to recover gradually when it rained."

"Drought has also become the apprentice of the stone man and the stone man...... Shi Sheng took the group and continued westward. ”

“…… Xiao Ji, it's time to eat!"

“…… Good. Okay, let's eat. ”

"Eat, eat...... Brother Ji, can you continue to tell us stories after eating? ”

"Hmm...... What stories do you prefer? ”

“…… There are immortals, there are monsters, especially ...... It's a very powerful kind of story. ”

What kind of story is a particularly powerful story?

"Brother Ji, the story you tell is also very interesting! Sounds good! ”

And another child said,

Then the other children scrambled to agree, and the deaf child followed suit after watching the gesture of the person next to him.

Ji Zhuo looked at this group of hairy children and couldn't help but smile,

"Really?"

"Okay then, I'll talk to you in the afternoon."

"Good! Thank you, Brother Ji...... Thank you, Brother Ji......"

In the voice of this group of hairy children.

Finished lunch.

In the afternoon,

Ji Zhuo followed the story of the morning again and told the story to this group of hairy children.

Didn't stay until the evening and left.

Since the last time I sent a manuscript to the editor-in-chief of Al Publishing House,

It's been another few days.

These days, until this morning,

In fact, Ji Zhuo has already finished writing the "ordinary" chapter of "Ordinary and Great".

When I went back, I sent the manuscript to the editor-in-chief of Eyre Publishing.