On the paper, Zhou Sheng's words are the same as his people, a body of hard bones, even if it is smashed, broken, and sucked out the bone marrow, the bone stubble is also proudly hard, and it can't be soft......

If these words are psychic, they are all hard stubble.

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Someone entered the ghost building, and this news quickly spread throughout the academy.

Most people don't know what the ghost building is for a long time, this book building has been out of people's sight for too long, so long that it has been forgotten in the back of their minds, which is mentioned by others, and it can be remembered.

Of course, I also talked about the cow man who entered the ghost building.

The academy is very mixed, and all the schools gather together, and it is inevitable to look at each other unpleasantly, get into a fight, fight or something.

In a courtyard, two soldiers were fighting, and the other was a middle-aged man with two mustaches, who looked a little obscene, especially his mustache.

said it was a fight, but in fact, the middle-aged man with a mustache was beaten, and his face was beaten to the point that he became a pig's head, and two lines of nosebleeds were all over his face.

"Enough, stop fighting, it's really urgent to hit me again."

The mustache was in a hurry, and it hurt to be beaten.

"Haha, Gu San, what else can you do besides writing yellow books?"

"The most annoying thing is you, what kind of stuff is written, it's really a shame for the academy, beat him, beat him hard."

There are more than a dozen people watching the excitement around, all of whom are children of various families.

This mustache is the biggest failure of the novelist, specializing in writing yellow books, and is the notorious archetype of the academy.

"Hmph! The rabbit is in a hurry and bites, since you are so unreasonable, don't blame Uncle Gu for being unkind......"

"Magic pen, giant spirit god, come out!"

The mustache holds a jade brush, which is warm and crystal clear. The tip of the brush is soft and purple, and it is made of sable fur. The brush swiped up and down, a burst of golden light flashed, and I saw a five-zhang tall giant man appear on the flat ground, holding a double axe, looking hideous and mighty.

This giant sweat is dressed in cyan armor, and it is mighty!

This is the way novelists fight, 'all wishes come true', as long as they can think of it, they can write it for you, write what they have, and write about ghosts and gods.

In fact, it's a kind of demonic behavior. The more people think, the more spiritual things can be expressed in the material world.

For example, shijie originally didn't have a devil, but people are afraid of unknown things, and this kind of thing imagined in their hearts is terrifying and bloodthirsty. This kind of thing is reflected in the material world, and this thing is the devil.

This kind of battle that comes true is much, much worse than the Sage's one-thought birth heaven and earth, but the two sides have a lot in common.

The words written by the sage can be transformed into intelligent beings, but as for the things written by this mustache, they are pure stupid and lack souls.

Although this giant spirit god is tall, his eyes are godless, and this is the difference.

"It's just a paper tiger, and it can also be taken out to scare people."

Before the giant spirit god could take two steps to exert his might, his legs were cut off by a soldier with a knife. Turned into a paper man, vulnerable.

The mustache was beaten and miserable.

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"These bastards, I'm going to write the most frightening devils, I'm going to show you how awesome."

"I heard that someone entered the ghost building, I went to see the appearance of the evil ghost, and I took it as the prototype, and the devil I wrote was definitely the most powerful."

The mustache dusted off the snow on his body, wiped the nosebleeds clean, scolded hatefully, and limped away.

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Zhou Sheng stared at the mustache with a blue nose and swollen face in front of him, and he was a little surprised that someone could look so strange......

I looked down at a red book and sighed.

There are also two villains painted on the skin of the red book, and with a few simple sketches, they are vividly drawn. As for what is drawn, the spring palace picture......

After a while, Zhou Sheng sighed: "Mr. is a masterpiece, it is really vividly described, but you came to me and showed me what to do?"

This is what Zhou Sheng didn't understand, he was settling down, copying the book, and meditating. Before he was cleaned, a mustache came to visit, and without saying a word, he took out a book and asked Zhou Sheng to read it.

This writing is also very good, and the first page has copied a few indecent paragraphs from the book, although it is very vulgar, but it is quite eye-catching.

If it is on the stall, the customer will itch a lot when he looks at it. I'm embarrassed to look at it more, after all, people come and go, and this thing has to be peeked at. I paid the money and bought it home, and the husband and wife read books in the middle of the night, hiding in the quilt and watching, what a sense of meaning!

When I saw the excitement, I was surprised......

However, Zhou Sheng really couldn't raise any interest, and the mustache in front of him was also clicking, and he was not a big beauty......

The mustache took the book in Zhou Sheng's hand and said with a smile: "Boy, how is it, how are you looking, is there a feeling of blood boiling?"

"Fuck off, what the hell are you doing here?"

"Don't be angry, I'll show you a hand!"

With a wave of the mustache's hand, two figures flew out of the red book.

A man and a woman, the man is suave and the woman is graceful, which is the hero and heroine in this book.

Zhou Sheng's eyes showed a hint of strangeness, this was the first time he had seen this kind of kung fu. But Daqian shijie, there are no surprises, and it's not a big deal.

The mustache waved her hand, and the woman walked up behind him and squeezed him on the shoulder.

"Hey, hey, comfortable".

The mustache's two mustaches trembled, and his face showed a look of enjoyment.

Zhou Sheng was a little disgusted, because he clearly felt that the two people in front of him were not living people, and they were not flesh and blood, and they had no soul, in short, they were paper shells.

"The means of my novelist is not to improve myself, but to unite the power of the people's minds by writing books. When people read books, they read more, and they unconsciously think about the stories in the book, so that the reflected paper figure Liliang will be bigger. This is the same as the route of incense becoming a god, if there are more people reading books, these paper figures will produce real life."

"I came to you to see what the evil spirits in the library looked like, and to use them as a model to create the greatest demon image. I want to write a book that shocks the world, weeps ghosts and gods, and the book is completed, and the thunder from the sky celebrates it. The shijie in the book is also a shijie, they also have their own love and hatred, who said that the shijie where we are is is not someone else's book......"

Zhou Sheng stared at the mustache in front of him, and when he heard his words, he felt that there was some truth in his heart.

The mustache didn't leave, and Zhou Sheng didn't pay attention to it anymore, and copied the book quietly.

It doesn't matter what book you copy. Books open up people's wisdom, enlighten the mind, read a book, as long as you generally understand the author's thoughts, you don't need to bite the text, you don't have to chew the words, you don't let go of a word, and this is the end of it.

Reading is the author's view of shijie, and reading is understanding......

Concentrate on one thing and put all the experience into it, and Zhou Sheng also learns quickly. His thoughts and spirit gradually did not leak out, and he forgot about the outside world.

The words in his pen are becoming more and more flexible, and he feels that this scripture is not writing, but creating small lives. Every stroke is a part of a life, and if you don't write a stroke, then the life is a complete part......

Write your own ups and downs, and your own knowledge......

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When night fell, Zhou Sheng ate his first meal in the academy. A few bowls of rice, cabbage tofu, green vegetables and chili.

It doesn't taste very good, it's all big pot rice, boiled in boiled water.

The mustache ate a piece of tofu and swallowed it with a frown, as if eating a knife.

"The food in this academy is getting worse and worse, and these meals also cost money, and the food expenses for teaching every year are a large string of copper plates, when will we be able to eat a small stove?"

Zhou Sheng also felt that the food in the academy was a little unusual, the rice was half-cooked, and there were flies in the tofu, which was not clean at first glance.

"There shouldn't be a shortage of funds in the academy, why is the food so poor?"

The mustache sneered: "This meal is also for people, those big guys can eat these? tens of thousands of people in the entire academy, most of them eat this kind of pig food, only a few hundred people have the privilege to eat haode, and they don't need money......"

The mustache complained a little.

There is no balance in the funding of the entire college.

The food was uncomfortable, and Zhou Sheng was not in a good mood, thinking that he would go to the Ten Thousand Beasts Garden tomorrow to hunt a few elephants to taste, but he had to deal with the past tonight's events first.

Zhou Sheng wanted to see what was pretending to be a ghost in the library.

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The little beggar slept. Mustache and Zhou Sheng were full of energy and wanted to take a look at the evil ghost.

The wind was howling, and there was a clang in the yard, as if something had been blown down by the wind, and the two of them glanced at each other, and both nodded that the evil ghost was coming.

The two went out and glanced at the rake that had been leaning against the wall in the yard broken in half, and there were several large footprints on the snow next to it.

Zhou Sheng and the others took a look over and found that the footprints were about the same size as humans, but they were obviously claws, and all of them were left footprints.

At this time, Zhou Sheng suddenly felt a little itchy in his neck, turned his head to look, and a furry paw covered with long white hair was on his shoulder.

The long white hair brushed his neck, and it was very tickling.

Zhou Sheng looked back, but there was no one, and the claw was still on his shoulder, and he couldn't help but be stunned.