Feng Zhen heard the appearance of a cheer, and became excited:

"That's right!"

"It's the famous "Sixteen Characters Yin Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique", but it's a pity that this book is a fragment, only half a volume."

"Later, this one had a son, who is the protagonist of our novel, Hu Bayi."

"This buddy and brother Wang Fatzi went to Inner Mongolia to cut the queue, coincidentally, there is a mountain called Niuxin Mountain in that place, you also know that Hu Bayi inherited the mantle of the ancestors, at this time when I saw this landscape pattern, I immediately remembered that I had seen it in a book, it seems that it is called Jiulong Zhao Yulian, this Hu Bayi can be idle!"

"What is Jiulong Zhao Yulian?"

Everyone sat there and listened attentively, and suddenly someone asked curiously.

This question made Feng Zhen even more energetic.

"It is said that Jiulong Zhao Yulian is a feng shui treasure cave, which is very suitable for burying women."

"Hu Bayi can't sit still now."

"As soon as you enter Niuxin Mountain, guess what?"

"What's wrong? Say it. ”

At this time, everyone is listening to it, how can this person still sell Guanzi.

"As a result, Hu Bayi bumped into a gorgeously dressed old lady watching a shadow puppet show, and an old lady appeared in the old forest watching a shadow puppet show, you think about the scene at that time."

"Isn't that right? Obviously, Hu Bayi and the fat man went to the mountains to look for the Tian or something, and first met the man and bear, and then here. ”

At this time, people who have read the novel can't help it, why is this person still pinching his head and tail.

Feng Zhen didn't like to listen to this, "If you say it all, what kind of novels do they still read, the authors have worked hard to write, you are embarrassed to prostitute in vain." ”

When he heard this, he immediately fell silent.

"Let's talk and talk, and we'll definitely pay to watch it after listening." Xiao Lin saw that someone was interrupting again, and he was so anxious that he couldn't do it, so he immediately shouted,

At this time, everyone hurriedly agreed,

His original intention was to give everyone Amway's novel, and at this time he nodded with satisfaction and then started again.

"This old lady is watching the shadow puppet show intently at this time, and while watching, she is still eating the preserved fruit snacks on the table, her mouth," Feng Zhen said while gesturing,

"A pinch, a pinch."

At this point, the voice was suddenly deliberately lowered, making it sound particularly eerie.

"It's strange how this man looks, because it doesn't look like a human being...... It's like an old ape. ”

Hu Bayi was suddenly startled by this strange appearance, and this movement directly alarmed the old lady who was watching the play there.

"Next Second ......"

"The old lady's head."

"Suddenly...... Smack!"

"Fell to the ground."

The timid ones were so frightened by Feng Zhen's suddenly raised voice that they all shuddered.

Feng Zhen saw that someone was frightened, and he worked even harder.

"Although the old lady's head fell to the ground, guess what, her head was still staring at the shadow puppet play, and her mouth was chewing non-stop."

"This can make Hu Ba lose his soul all of a sudden, and he will run away."

"Later, Hu Bayi heard that there was really an old queen buried in this mountain, and I heard that when she was buried, she really buried many folk jugglers alive as a funeral."

"Later."

"What happened? Did Hu Bayi really hit something dirty? At this time, someone couldn't wait to ask.

"Of course yes, didn't you hear, there is such an old lady buried in the mountain."

"Dude continued."

Feng Zhen did not disappoint everyone, and continued: "Later, Hu Bayi relied on his family relationship to become a soldier, and it didn't take long for him to be transferred to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, that is, Kunlun Mountain, to carry out tasks. ”

"At that time, someone fell into the glacier, and the group dug the pit."

"Suddenly ......"

This sentence suddenly, scared everyone, there were a lot of little girls present at this time, at this time they patted their chests in fear, and with the swing of the girl's fingers, they couldn't help but attract the attention of many boys.

"Guess what, a little red ladybug suddenly flew out of the pit at this moment, this is a powerful guy, and it almost wiped out this group of people."

"There is such a group of people who are not afraid of death, and directly pinched this little thing in their hands, and the next second, this person was engulfed by raging fire.

"Then something even more terrifying happened......"

When Feng Zhen said this, he didn't say it directly, and there were still people who didn't come back to their senses at this time.

Kan urged him: "Go on, what's going on next?" ”

"If you want to know what happens next, let's see for yourself."

After saying this, the person jumped directly from the computer table.

After talking about what they went to see, what made him unhappy at this time was that the author of the story was so good but he was not a person.

When I came down, I saw the network administrator standing aside, "Brother Zhang, come with a bottle of drink, I'm so thirsty to say so much." ”

"I've got this drink."

With that, the two of them went straight to the bar, making the people in an Internet café look at each other.

"Now, tell me about it."

"Okay."

Internet café people: "......"

When it comes to the climax, it suddenly disappears, and one by one it is called a hundred claws scratching the heart.

"I'll go and see, who knows which site."

"Start Chinese Network."

When I heard the information I wanted, I was in no mood to chat, so I immediately returned to my computer and started searching.

Game? Who still thinks that at this time, they are lying in front of the computer reading novels one by one.

This made the three people who came in think that there was no one in the Internet café.

Today, Zhang Feng is waiting for the author to update in front of the computer as usual,

But when I saw the testimonials that followed the update,

Just one idea! This author is a true Buddhist, and even the testimonials on the shelves have to be written by the editor.

At this time, it was full of slots, and I couldn't help but start complaining under the novel,

At this time, there are not a few readers who resonate with him.

……

Zhao Bao is a new author of Huaxia Literature Network, and at the same time, he is also a loyal fan of "Ghost Lights", and in the past two days, he suddenly received a notice from the editor informing him that the novel will be on the shelves tomorrow.

This made him excited, he didn't sleep well in the past few days at the thought that the novel could be put on the shelves to make money, and he had stayed up several nights in order to update a few more chapters when it was put on the shelves.

Even so, he didn't forget to chase his favorite novels.

Today, Zhao Bao, as usual, waited under the novel "Ghost Lights the Lamp" on time, and when he found out that this book was on the shelves on the same day as his own book, he suddenly felt that a basin of dog blood was splashed on him, can he still be sad!

What level is you, and what level is your idol, it will be on the shelves on the same day!

Wouldn't it be cool to yourself!

Compared with the popularity of "Ghost Lights", there is no scum left!

Really...... Appalling.

On the shelves in one day? Thinking of this, Zhao Bao suddenly shook.

No, no, it's going to be over!

At this time, there is no mood codeword, immediately call the editor.

"What, editor-in-charge, my book doesn't seem to be doing very well, should we put it on the shelves a few days later?"

"In this way, I can also accumulate some readers, and the results on the shelves will look better when the time comes."

Seeing that the editor didn't reply, Zhao Bao thought that the editor was angry, but even then he still wanted to fight for it.

"It's really not good, it's okay to put it on the shelves next week."

Zhou Jiaming is Zhao Bao's editor, and it was only this evening that he learned that the book in his hand and "Ghost Lights" were on the shelves one day.

also made him never expect that "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" would be on the shelves in less than 50,000 words, which really caught him off guard.

Looking at the message sent by the author in his hand, he unconsciously clenched his fists, saying that he was not worried that it was fake at all, but he was relieved that the matter had come to this point: "I know what you are worried about, but this is what you think too much!" ”

"You're not a genre of fiction, so it doesn't matter at all."

"And your novels are also good, you have to have a little confidence."