Chapter 31: I Won't Lose

The pronunciation of the word "Xi'an" is "idle" when pronounced quickly.

Chen Xian didn't react, thinking that Xu Fengnian was calling himself, and said blankly: "Ah?

Xu Fengnian said word by word: "I mean, the master's real name is Chen, Xi, and An!"

Chen Xian suddenly sighed with emotion: "So that's the case! Chen Xi'an ...... It's a nice name, it's very similar to mine!"

Xu Fengnian poured tea for him, and said angrily: "It's less stinky and beautiful, and the name is like a fart! Even if you change your name directly, and it's also Chen Xi'an, can you get the light of his old man?"

The world is so big, it is not uncommon to have duplicate names, as Xu Fengnian said, it is obviously useless to play homophonic stalks in the name.

Chen Xian didn't pay attention to it, put the topic aside, and said, "Tell me the story of the master! I didn't know much about him before. ”

"Am I still talking about this?"

Xu Fengnian was surprised by his performance, "Brother Xian, have you forgotten after drinking, you are a storyteller? Aren't the legendary stories related to the master all compiled into "The Biography of the Master" by your industry, and spread all over the world!"

In the past 100 years, the most famous books on the mainland are "Fengyun Bang" and "The Biography of the Master", which are well-known to every household and are known to women and children, and have long become old-fashioned jokes. (Chapter 8)

Even many viewers are familiar with "The Biography of the Master", Xu Fengnian doesn't believe that Chen Xian, who is a storyteller, will never have heard of this paragraph, and he still needs to tell it himself.

It seems that he really drank too much!

“......”

Chen gossiped.

I didn't expect to ask back and forth, and the answer was hidden in the storytelling. At this point, the best thing to do is to find a storyteller, move a small bench, and listen to it for a day.

"You know, I'm good at making up stories, I'm imaginative, as long as I play my talent, and I'm really not familiar with traditional works!"

Xu Fengnian was stunned, although he knew that he was pretending to be forced, but after thinking about it a little, it was really like this.

"My business has been so prosperous recently, attracting a large number of audiences, I'm afraid my peers won't be able to open the pot, and they have already left the town, right? Who do you want me to talk to?"

Xu Fengnian thought of Tan Laodao, who was full of yellow teeth, and couldn't help laughing, "It's true that you smashed their jobs, but there is a sentence that is wrong." There is really a stinky Taoist priest who can't help himself, and he dares to come and grab food from you!"

"Damn, I remembered! I saw him just now!"

Chen Xian watched Tan Laodao leave, and said distressedly: "No wonder he was angry and scolded me, it turned out that he was angry with you!"

Seeing this, Xu Fengnian couldn't cry or laugh, "You don't have to be disappointed, let me tell him, there is a storyteller in our town, and he is invincible in the world." Tomorrow morning, he'll definitely come to see you!"

"Alas......"

Chen Xian sighed and had nothing to say, "Then see you tomorrow and say goodbye!"

He got up to say goodbye, and now he just wanted to be quiet.

The discovery in just one hour had a great psychological impact on him.

When he first saw "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", his truest emotion was fear. He didn't want to be seen out of the truth about his copying, and he was even more afraid of being seen as a thorn in his side, so he had to fight to the death.

After learning that the other time-traveler was the deceased master, he did not secretly rejoice that the crisis was over, but felt disappointed and could not calm down.

is also a traverser, after that fellow came here, Wu Neng stood at the pinnacle and looked at the heroes, Wen Neng wrote books and said, and was famous all over the world, and even died so vigorously, winning the name before and after his death.

That fellow's life is perfect.

It was so perfect that he was a little ashamed.

"Life is a hero, death is also a ghost," the master talked and laughed, and regarded the eternal life as his drinking friend, how heroic, but he just wanted to be a salted fish and live passively......

"They are all traversers, how can I automatically admit defeat and admit that I am worse than him before I compare?"

Such a stark contrast aroused the fighting spirit that had been dormant in his heart for a long time.

He has always wanted to be a salted fish, because he is disgusted with others to compete for fame and fortune, flies and dogs, intrigue for the sake of profit, his head is broken, and he loses his pursuit of the joy of life.

Fame and fortune, he doesn't want to fight.

Master, a traverser who was obviously dead, helped him see what he wanted to fight for, and his mind was harmonious.

"Take books as wine, and pay tribute to future generations...... What people see in their eyes is a thousand years of eternity, and what I am indulging in now is a moment of happiness and a lifetime of romance. Is there a difference between the two?"

There is no standard answer to this question.

At this moment, he couldn't figure it out.

But when he saw the sages and thinkers, he strongly felt that there was an impulse and a pride in his heart.

Even if you can't see it, I want to prove that I'm not worse than you.

You used books as wine, and borrowed Jin Daxia to toast this world.

I'm also a traverser, and I can't be high-spirited?!

Chen Xian was uneasy and strode home.

Pushing the door in, the sunlight spilled in from the door, shining on the rows of bookshelves, the fine dust was slightly raised, and at this moment it seemed to be filled with some kind of vicissitudes of life.

Chen Xian strolled among them, stretched out his hand and stroked those book covers, and said softly: "Flying snow shoots white deer in the sky, the smiling book god leans on the blue duck, and Mr.'s fourteen masterpieces have really been copied ......"

Obviously, the master Chen Xi'an is a hardcore martial arts fan, and he only caught Jin Yong, who is at the peak of martial arts, and did not put other works into his eyes.

It's also a source of pride.

"After Jin Gu, martial arts are gradually declining, and in the 21st century, online literature is booming, entering a new era, 'martial arts are dead' has become a tragic and undeniable fact, that master is very unwilling, right?"

"Only write about martial arts, this is his persistence, worthy of respect. However, the online article is not so unbearable, among the tens of millions of books, there are also one or two excellent works, which can continue the legacy of the former sages!"

Are times going downhill?

This question is too heavy for anyone to make a conclusion on their own.

As long as you stick to your answers, that's enough.

"After you have copied the fourteen masterpieces, it will be difficult for me to win against you. However, I won't lose! Xianxia is a continuation of martial arts, not broken or standing, and as a traverser, I will also leave a different kind of legend to this world!"

Standing in the middle of the bookshelf, he clenched his fists, his eyes became more and more determined, and from behind these martial arts novels, he saw a newer light.

"The long song should cry, the shape of the road is here, and the tears continue to the rivers and lakes!"

This sentence is his heart at this time, and it is also his response to his master Chen Xi'an.

Xianxia vs. martial arts.

You respect your thousand autumns,

I sing my rivers and lakes,

No throwing in the towel!

Chen Xian was stunned for a while, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he muttered: "Dark boss, borrow your pen name, and let you become a god in this other world......"

The shape of the fall is there, and the original intention has not changed, so he decided to call it the dark form!

At this time, Xu Fengnian rushed in from outside the door, out of breath, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

"I remember! The master has fallen, and half of Yitian has not yet been written! This sinkhole...... You can fill it out for him!"