The walls around the house were a little dark, the corners were covered with gray cobwebs, and a moth fluttered and fluttered above, but there was no spider.

This is where it is.

Liu Bai sat up suddenly, looked down at the blue futon covering his body, and his heart felt a little cold. All he remembers was that he felt dizzy during the meal, and he felt the urge to sleep, but in the end he couldn't remember what had happened.

What the hell is going on.

Liu Bai sat up straight, kicked off the futon with his legs, moved to the side of the bed, and naturally got his feet into his shoes. He stared blankly at everything in front of him, and his instincts told him that this was definitely not Waterfront.

"Did I cross over again?"

Liu Bai touched his dizzy forehead, just stood up, his eyes were black, and he almost fell to the ground, but he was so embarrassed that he supported himself with both hands and blocked the downward trend.

After a long time, Liu Bai, who had recovered, stood up, looked at the bright and tender grass outside the window, he walked quickly to the door, the dazzling sunlight made him have to squint, his right hand was hidden between his eyebrows, and it took a while to gradually get used to this light. As soon as he walked out of the door, a man's scolding voice sounded in his ears.

"Wrong! Wrong! The story written like this has no sense of substitution at all! Do you know what a sense of substitution is! The sense of substitution is not like you! Li Lei, what kind of thing did you write, who taught you to write like this! Look at how Han Meimei wrote!"

Li Lei, Han Meimei.

Liu Bai blinked, followed the sound and walked over, and after walking less than twenty meters, a small garden appeared in front of him. I saw a thin man standing on the grass with a angry face, surrounded by three tables, eight eleven or twelve-year-old children huddled together, and one of the little boys was red-eyed and bowed, looking very aggrieved.

When Liu Bai appeared, the eyes of the eight children immediately turned to him, and even the man who was teaching turned around, and when he found that it was Liu Bai, his face changed, and he hurriedly said respectfully: "My lord." ”

Does the other person know me?

Liu Bai was full of doubts, checked the surname, and found that it was still the previous surname, according to reason, it seems that he should not have crossed over.

Suddenly.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if he had thought of something, and he couldn't help asking, "This is the Land of the Gods' Fall?"

"Yes, sir. The man nodded, "This is Hedong Village, I am the village chief here, and my name is Yang Shanshui." ”

Sure enough, he came to the land of the gods.

Liu Bai shook his head with a wry smile, he didn't expect that he was really brought over, it must have been a plan of the Ice Emperor and the old man, but he didn't expect that he didn't get to this point.

These old boys, I didn't expect to dare to calculate themselves, but where did the damn Qi Yunfeng go, why did he leave himself here.

"Your Excellency...... My lord. ”

A few shouts pulled Liu Bai back from his thoughts.

"Hmm. Liu Bai subconsciously responded, and immediately raised his head and asked. "The one who sent me. ”

"He said let the adults live here first, he has something to do, and he will come back to the adults in a while. Yang Shanshui said.

I'm back to the sect.

This is the first thought in Liu Bai's mind, according to the plot of the novel, anyone who gets a treasure will have to be dedicated to the sect, he just fooled him in, and he has not yet subdued the other party, and the probability of this kind of plot is still very high.

You'll have to find a way to get out of here.

Liu Bai thought for a moment, but felt that there was no need to take this risk to wait for Qi Yunfeng, in case it was really unfavorable to him, how could he confront the other party's sect if he was weak and weak.

It seems that he is going to use his eloquence again.

Liu Bai sighed inwardly, walked quickly to the front, looked down at the paper on the table, and didn't expect that this group of children were all learning to write stories.

Write a story.

No wonder the Ice Emperor said that this place suited him, but he didn't expect it to be a place to write stories, which is really a strange and alternative feeling.

He pointed to the paper and asked, "Village Chief Yang, why is this story?" ”

"Your Excellency must have come from another continent. Yang Shanshui took two steps forward and said seriously. "Adults don't know, this study should be done as soon as possible. Writing stories can improve your writing ability, and in the future, you can conduct martial arts research and compilation, and at the worst level, you can also earn a little money to support your family as a little person who writes stories. ”

Yang Shanshui touched the head of the first little girl and sighed: "Adults don't know, I'm an ordinary person like this group of children, and I can't **, so I can only rely on this method to find a way to make a living." ”

Novelty.

This is Liu Bai's first thought in his heart.

Writing stories to make a living is indeed a relatively novel means of making a living, after all, there is no Internet and no online novels on this continent, so how can it be possible to rely on writing stories to make a living.

He picked up a piece of paper and looked at the content on it, and couldn't help laughing: "Children are innocent, sometimes they think about more things than adults, but writing stories also requires experience, and it is impossible to write a good story without experience." ”

"That's what my lord said. Yang Shanshui nodded seriously, "So we must cultivate and learn from an early age." Every week, I ask them to read and write more stories on the miscellaneous books, and they will definitely be able to write good long stories in the future. ”

Miscellaneous copies?

What is this, can it also be serialized in a story, could it be a newspaper?

While Liu Bai was thinking, Yang Shanshui took out a stack of yellowed paper from his sleeve and said: "Coincidentally, the little one wants to use the miscellaneous stories above as an example to guide the children to learn, if the adults are interested, they can also listen to it." If you like it, I have a copy of the recent release at home, and adults can take it home and read it carefully. ”

"It's fine. ”

Liu Bai did not refuse the other party's proposal, and seeing that there was no place, he took out a stool from the inventory and sat down, which immediately caused the children to be surprised, as if they were watching a magic trick.

Yang Shanshui's eyes showed a look of envy, and he quickly withdrew his attention and began to read the above stories for the children.

After Liu Bai heard this, he laughed happily in his heart, sure enough, it was the land of the gods, but he didn't expect that even the newspaper appeared, and it was indeed much more prosperous than the island.

Listening to the story told by the other party, he also felt a burst of surprise, there is a story similar to a martial arts novel in this place, but it is still a ** system that appropriates fighting spirit, and it has not changed.

The children listened with excitement on their faces, exclaimed a few times from time to time, and had a feeling of unfinished thinking when they heard the end, but it was a pity that this kind of story was not written at one time.

"Okay, have you noticed any writing skills the author has? Yang Shanshui closed the miscellaneous copy, carefully put it away, and asked seriously.

The children below immediately began to raise their hands to answer the questions, and their eyebrows fluttered one by one, wishing that they would immediately become the protagonists of the story. (To be continued.) )