Struggling to pull away the snow, Tao Yao poked his head, and saw a small wooden house not far away, looking closely, the eaves seemed to be trembling, could it be that the house was panting?

Did this house come to see her?

In his thoughts, the door opened, and as when they first met, an invitation was made to her.

Tao Yao fluttered and crawled out of the snow, and then walked into Jingzui without looking back, as for the useless broken book, it was better to bury it.

When she entered the room, the door slammed shut, and there was a single starlight twinkling in the huge study building.

This time, Tao Yao didn't say dark, she only walked in the direction of the flickering lights, turned two corners, she saw a square table in the deepest part of the corridor, the peach blossom lanterns on the table were silent, a spread out book, silently waiting for someone to read it.

Tao Yao suddenly paused, because a tear inexplicably slipped from the corner of her eye.

This is a tear that has nothing to do with acting, and it is also a tear that has nothing to do with sadness or sadness, this tear started out of nowhere, but it fell suddenly.

For no reason, she began to reminisce about the past.

Once upon a time, someone asked another person, what kind of person is she? The man said she was cheerful, hilarious, and uncontrollable like a madman.

However, in her self-perception, this is not the case.

Throughout the past half of her life, most of her time has only been accompanied by a lone lamp.

Therefore, no one understands better than her what kind of coldness and depression is behind a person's silence.

Thinking of this, Tao Yao took another step, walked to the square table, and sat down. She stretched out her hand, and gently stroked the dark table with her palm, and in the same position, Shangxian had sat alone for nearly a thousand years.

Had he ever been like her, overwhelmed by endless loneliness?

An inexplicable sour emotion quietly and unstoppably floated into her heart.

"Get out." Tao Yao murmured.

She has been reborn, she is a real sand sculpture, in this life, she only needs to follow the instincts of animals, what do you care about the joys, sorrows and sorrows of human beings?!

"Tao Yao, if you want to learn to make trouble for yourself, it's better to quickly take a piece of tofu and hit it to death." She swore to push herself as she laid her eyes on the bookcase.

A new plan to hook up with the immortals is close at hand. She had to study hard and plan well.

The original name of the word, untitled.

The title of the book is written in ordinary words, but the small characters on the side of the notes are excellently written.

Small Words: How is it untitled again? Bei Mingjun, how many books have you written called "Untitled"?

Bei Mingjun replied: Count yourself from knowing yourself, no more, no less, just right, a hundred copies. Xichenjun, shouldn't you set up a banquet to celebrate this?

If you want to have a banquet, you don't have to be stingy, I want to drink the peach blossom wine you brewed, and I want to eat the fish that Master Cen caught himself, and most importantly, you remember to wear white clothes.

It's really a good idea to touch the scenery and get drunk, and the old feelings of the immortals are clear at a glance.

However, didn't the immortals ever like to wear white clothes?

But since she recognized the immortals, the immortals mostly wore white clothes, but they were not white clothes, and the color was extremely light.

So it's all for the Northern Immortal?

Tsk, her family is a fairy, and her love is really extraordinary.

The first page of the book is the introduction, with a total of one sentence: Xichen Jun, the true gentleman who does not speak in the book, if you are crooked again, do you believe it or not, I will never write you a book again?

Small print answer: Okay.

One word, almost all the ties of his family's immortals.

Tao Yao wiped the corners of her eyes with emotion, and turned to the first fold of the script.

As soon as the story opens, a fairy-like person falls from the sky and falls into a girl's room that has not yet left the cabinet. It should have been a girl who was shocked and shouted indecently, but she didn't want the fairy to wrap her hands around her, looking pitiful as a disciple of Dengzi.

In a small paragraph, Bei Mingjun wrote very well, especially the helpless appearance of the heavenly immortals being molested by the mortal girl, and the writing was very expressive, so that people couldn't stop reading it.

The tail of the first fold reads: Xichenjun, this beauty is a fairy, how is it?

Annotated small words: Northern Immortal King, where are so many fairy beauties in the world? Also, it is inappropriate to always use immortals to describe men.

Bei Mingjun replied: Why is it not suitable, my Heavenly Immortal Xichenjun?

Oh my God, don't say that her family immortal can't bear it, even she can't carry it! It's no wonder that a thousand years have passed, and his family's immortals are still sealed in his thoughts of the Northern Immortal Monarch.

The second fold of the story, the mortal woman in order to seek marriage, went to the ancient temple in the mountains to make a wish, who knew that halfway to meet the mountain bandits, the mountain bandits were originally robbing money, but they felt that the mortal women looked good, wanted to rob the sex, at the moment of crisis, the fairy beauty fell from the sky, and the fairy saved the beauty.

How can a mortal woman who has never forgotten the beauty of the immortals still be willing to let the immortals go? I saw that the mortal girl cried, made trouble, and hanged herself, and was stunned that the immortals had no choice but to be forced to accept joy.

At the end of the play, Bei Yingjun said: If I am fortunate to be with a golden wind and jade dew in this life, I would rather be a mortal who only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals.

Annotated small words: Bei Mingjun, you write like this, it's not good, it's against the norm. And the drama of heroes saving beauty, you really have to write many times.

Bei Mingjun replied: Heh, Xichenjun, if you think I don't write well, you don't want to read it, but you prefer to look at it very much, obviously you don't care about the word Gangchang in your bones.

Also, I didn't write countless times about heroes saving beauty, I wrote ninety-nine times, and the hundredth time left, Xichenjun, are you willing to do it for me?

What a flirtatious straight ball lady, she likes it so much~

Further down the story, it is a period of bliss in the world where people fight every day and goblins fight every day. When the mortal girl and the heavenly immortals are beautiful, the immortals descend from the sky and want to catch the immortals and go back to judge the crime.

Only then did the mortal woman know that the heavenly immortals were true immortals, and there was a difference between gods and people, and they could not be together.

Bei Mingjun painted a crying face and asked: Xichenjun, are you sad?

Annotated small words: Bei Yingjun, you are slandering the immortals. The gods have long since abandoned the seven emotions and six desires, and they will not have love with the girl, let alone be born and are not responsible.

Bei Mingjun replied angrily: Xichenjun, you are not an immortal yet, how do you know that immortals do not have seven emotions and six desires? I'm telling you, the desires of the gods are heavier than those of people, but they are hidden deeper.

The annotation is in small print: crooked.

Bei Mingjun returned: If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you. Xichenjun, if one day you are bullied by the gods, don't beg me to save your life, I will definitely not save it, and I will be happy to fall into the well, hum!

Annotated small print answer: Bei Mingjun, if you want to save people, you still need to work hard to practice.

Behind the big hateful face, there was a line of crooked cursive characters, which shows how angry the person who wrote this word was at that time: Xichenjun, I solemnly declare that I don't want to be your Beiming Jun anymore!

Scrolling down further, there is a blank page.

Gone?

So what's the end of the script? Did the immortals get caught by the immortals? Also, did the angry Northern Immortal Jun lose his anger in the end?

Meow, this is so immoral, as a professional writer, digging a pit and not burying it will be spurned, okay?!

Alas......

No wonder the immortals in her family want to sit here and keep flipping and flipping, and the co-author is tossing and turning because she can't see the ending, and this Northern Immortal is really ...... It's so scheming!

But when the grief and indignation of not seeing the end passed, Tao Yao looked at the last page, the deep imprint of being read and rubbed again and again, and couldn't help but trace a picture scroll in front of him.

For a thousand years, the Immortal of her family sat here day after day, reminiscing about his last conversation with the Northern Immortal Monarch.

It must be the last conversation.

How can a person who has the ability to leave a stock of books like a sweaty cow really leave a story with no ending while still alive?

Tao Yao thought that Bei Yingjun should not be such a person, even if her conviction was groundless.

Given that Bei Mingjun is a good person, Tao Yao feels that she has an obligation to fulfill her last wish and let her family immortals really feel the golden wind and jade dew meet.

"Bei Mingjun, don't worry, I will definitely let you see with your own eyes that the immortals will save me heroically!"

Then, she was out of the scene.

When she walked out, she was in a very good mood, and after taking two steps, she felt that nothing was going well, and after taking two more steps, she suddenly found that she was lame!

Looking down, the torn book was glued to the sole of her left foot.

"Broken book, how did you get out?"

Crawl out.

The word crawling is only suitable for creatures with limbs, not for a boxy book. This book "On the Self-cultivation of Spiritual Pets" does not seem to be simple.

"How did you climb it? Climb again and show me. ”

Dear little goblin, this is the secret of this book.

"You have a lot of secrets, huh?"

Dear little demon, this book doesn't mind you digging up, if you have the ability.

"Little Brother Shu, this kind of thing is really useless to me." Tao Yao raised her eyes to look at the cliff, wondering if she should just throw the book down?

Dear little demon, the world is big, the six tribes are wide, this book did not meet others, but met you alone, it can be seen that you and this book have a fate in the previous life.

"Huh?" Why does this sound familiar? Oh, yes, she used similar words to coax her family to become immortals.

Dear little demon, believe in this book, this book can be beyond your imagination, and leaving this book will be beneficial to you. This book promises that although this book cannot be your nominal spiritual pet, it is willing to be your actual spiritual pet, soothing you when you are sad, laughing with you when you are happy, and doing your best when you need help. This book is so brazen, you can leave this book!

"Okay, okay, I'm not hard-hearted, why can't I tolerate a free labor force that doesn't need to eat or drink. Brother Shu, this demon is actually very sincere, as long as you are sincere to this demon, this demon will also give you a little mercy appropriately. ”

A gentleman's word?

"It's hard to chase a horse." Tao Yao pursed her lips, held the book and walked freely, halfway through, she suddenly remembered that in addition to not finding Jing Zui, she also did not find the residence of Shangxian.

"Brother Shu, where does my family live in the immortals, do you know?"

This book naturally knows, don't you know?

......: "Who said that leaving a broken book is harmless?" The biggest harm is that she is at risk of being at any time!

No way...... No way...... Dear little demon, you don't even know where your master lives, so you dare to want to be his spiritual pet?!

"Broken book, a gentleman is a man of his word, but I am not a gentleman, I am a little woman."

Dear little demon, this book feels that such an uninteresting person as your master can meet you like a one-in-a-thousand, the best little demon that is not available in heaven and earth, it is really a virtue that has accumulated eight lifetimes, he doesn't know how to be good, he is blind, he resists you, he is an idiot!

"Little Brother Shu, I'm very happy that you can praise me, but I'm very unhappy that you scolded my family for being an immortal." After that, Tao Yao buried the broken book in the snowdrift again, "Little brother Shu, you can climb back by yourself!" ”