If it's really boring, Shen Sanwen believes that Wang Bin will still regain his appearance, which is the most convenient way for everyone to pass the time in their own time.

After all, sand sculptures still bring a lot of joy to people.

However, Wang Bin is a face-saving person, and he is embarrassed to look at it anymore when Shen San asks here.

"Can someone like you, who has written so many books, still be able to read it?" Wang Bin was very puzzled, these plots and routines were all criticized as old-fashioned, so can you still have spiritual food.

A dream that you originally weaved for the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty was finally summed up in such words.

Shen Sanwen responded with a smile, "Because I'm a writer, I want to write what most people like to read, after all, I have to eat, there are so many mouths in the Ministry of Literature, this part of the content is the essence of the author." Would you like to consider being a writer and writing a book? ”

Wang Bin waved his hand and refused, writing a book? It's going to kill him.

It's not that he hasn't tried it, after seeing a lot of stupid writers in the Ministry of Literature, and they don't understand the meaning of words and abuse them.

Then I wrote a thousand words and gave up decisively.

If he was lucky enough to read what Shen Sanwen wrote at that time, he could have considered it, now that he is old and does not have the energy.

I don't want to be so tired.

It's uncomfortable to write badly, and if it's really good, there are a lot of readers, and he can't cope with urging him to change something.

That's not what a rich boy should do.

"Then you recommend to me that you can read it, okay? It's more realistic, not stupid, the plot is not deliberate, and the characters are not exaggerated. ”

Shen Sanwen thought for a moment and replied, "No." Now there aren't many people who can read the free word count, let alone the full text, and it's impossible not to be stupid, after all, it's not that others can't understand all the ideas of an author, and some of the things I write feel quite stupid. ”

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All right.

It's still important to maintain health, reading books all night or something, it's too hurtful.

Wang Bin said goodbye and took Erha away.

Shen Sanwen was thinking about another question.

Could he write another one while he was still young?

Write another documentary of the anniversary of the Tang Dynasty, just how about blurring the background and characters in it?

This time will be very different, a detailed and plump routine twists and turns and bizarre process, with a happy ending.

The setting sun shone in the courtyard and the breeze gradually rose. The afterglow of the setting sun gilded the surrounding scenery with a layer of gold, and the setting sun reflected on Shen Sanwen's face through the leaves.

At some point, he had fallen asleep in the courtyard.

The fragrant breeze blew, and I don't know who added a warm quilt to him.

Shen Sanwen had another dream.

This time, however, it is different from the previous prediction of the future, and it is also different from the previous review of the future.

He saw again the man with the small beard who had given him the warning, and they sat opposite each other as before, this time with an empty chessboard in front of them, and no one had left behind.

"Shen Jun is saying goodbye today, I don't know if there will be a day to see each other, please take care."

They were actually saying goodbye.

I don't know why, the grief on the faces of the two is beyond words.

The person sitting across from him, Shen San asked for a moment that he couldn't tell whether it was himself or someone else.

He looked sad, "Farewell today, please don't worry about my brother, everything is my own fault, and my brother is involved in this cause and effect." ”

The bearded man on the other side replied, "Shen Jun's words are wrong, my brother should pay attention to the changes in my brother's situation, always warn, solve problems for you when necessary, and wish you to get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible." ”

He replied: "Whether it's bitter or sweet, it's all my own choice, I don't want to live up to the people, but I want to be worthy of my heart, please don't interfere with my brother, if I drag my brother, my brother can't forgive himself." ”

This string of dialogues made Shen San ask who was confused, what era was it, and there were still people who used brother and brother to call themselves.

And he is obviously not someone who wants to solve problems, he wants to stop one or two.

Pushing back and forth like this is like opposing the interference of others.

This dialogue is very brief, and there are still a few people's movements behind it, and Shen Sanwen actually understands them.

The older bearded man wanted to calculate the future for his younger brother, but the latter refused.

Life is precisely because the future is uncertain, in order to have hope, willing to fight to win, if you know that the end has been decided, how can you have a high and undying fighting spirit.

On the contrary, if the human will is sufficient, it can also intercept a life for itself in the Heavenly Dao and change the so-called ending.

Shen Sanwen has always said to himself that it is not an ordinary person's idea that people will win the sky, and it is still the best means to go with the sky. It wasn't until this moment that he understood himself better, he never succumbed to the sky, didn't want to know the will of the heavens, and didn't care about the gossip and eyes of others, and always relied on his own will to do things.

After the person with the same appearance as Shen Sanwen left, the person still took out the tortoise shell and began to calculate.

The hexagram Shen San asked couldn't understand it, but he could hear the person behind him speak clearly.

"Before the age of thirty, my fate was bumpy, I suffered a lot of twists and turns, my family was ruined, and I was lonely for half my life."

emmmm, fortunately, I didn't listen to his so-called results, and I broke out of my own way.

"However, there is still a glimmer of life in adversity, but this glimmer of life is difficult to grasp, and he refuses to learn my divination, how can I let him know where this glimmer of life is."

Half-ringing, he clapped his hands, "Yes, I can find him a thousand years later, change his value inclination in some way that affects his feelings, and then put the knowledge of his later life into his present body." In this way, he doesn't have to be tired of family affection, at least he can be himself happily.

It's a pity that with such a cultivation of mine, I can't even calculate the ending of the second half of his life.

When the time comes, I will meet with him, and if he is willing to listen to my calculations at that time, I think I will be able to arrange another opportunity for him to turn evil into good fortune. ”

The bearded man kept talking to himself.

Shen Sanwen felt a wave of disgust in his heart, everyone has the opportunity to make their own life, whether it is a past life or a future life, he doesn't want to know the ending, he lives slowly.

Now that he is safe and secure in Suzhou, what can he do? Even if An Lushan Shi Siming called, it would start from the north, and Li He would not be so mediocre.

Moreover, the chaos is the result of corruption in the imperial court, and if the Li Tang royal family can't seize such an opportunity and is exploited by others, it is also to blame for themselves, and they can't blame others.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, it is fate, he really doesn't want to know when something will happen to him.

If a person knows his limit, he is actually quite cruel.

Everyone else has come to Suzhou, far away from the political situation, and he can still be affected by the affairs of the capital.

Thinking so, he unconsciously moved away from the dream, thinking that the bearded man knew his thoughts, knew that things could not be done, and did not continue.

A salted fish, there is no value of being killed, who will come to pit him.

(End of chapter)