Mo Yan is very angry, he is the last mentor of the novelist, the protégés of the previous generation of mentors either graduated or died, and those novelist protégés who graduated had a dark encounter, either reduced to the pear orchard to make a mess, or helped others perform.

So the situation of the novelist is very miserable, so miserable that he even needs to rely on himself to raise six animals and sell them to maintain the usual expenses.

Although it is a bit embarrassing to do this, it can maintain the face of a novelist, and those books cost money to protect and house repairs to pay money. Zhongzhou School is a group, but this group is to see the courtyard into the gift of resources.

The first of the Zhongzhou School regulations is that there is a reward for giving and taking!

But now it's all gone, those six animals that cost a few hundred gold are gone, and there is the garbage he picked up from the Mo family, these things may be useless in Zhongzhou School, and they can be used as heirlooms when thrown to the surface for those ordinary people!

Rune construction is a treasure for civilians, even if it is a broken rune construction, because there are rune marks left on it, which can be used as a reference.

The group of ascetics of the Mo family don't know how to do business, and they are always picked up cheaply by miscellaneous families, so it is impossible for him to be a novelist to take advantage of it?

None of that!

"Mo mortal, you ruined girl, what about things, what about my things. Mo Yanqing was in a rage today, completely unaware that Han Kunyun had walked out behind him.

"Dad, the head of the courtyard doesn't have porridge, let me throw it all away. Mo Shishi's small face was relative, his petite body was scolded, and he replied in a trembling tone.

"When did the novelist have a leader, and you turned things upside down. ”

Mo Yanqing's face was full of puzzlement, and then he became gloomy and asked, "Someone deceived Zhongzhou Academy?"

"It's not a lie, it's really the head of the hospital, and there is the smell of the dean on it. Mo Shishi replied hurriedly.

"Fart, it's been fifty years since Lao Tzu applied for the capital city, and the old courtyard always says that the time is not enough. Mo Yan scolded lightly: "I don't believe that anyone is more qualified than me to be the head of the hospital." ”

"I'm more qualified than you. ”

A cool voice came, Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked behind him, only to see Han Kunyun standing two meters away, with a white robe on his body without wind.

"Han Linglang?" Mo Yan frowned lightly, he couldn't see through Han Kunyun, and even the ghost king around him was beaten, this was not the reason why the other party was talking nonsense: "Han Linglang, you just signed up today, don't make a mistake." ”

"Old thing, don't want to make progress. Han Kunyun scolded unceremoniously: "I don't think about how to revive the novelist's brilliance, I just think about how to keep face, you have a fart face." ”

"Who are you scolding?"

"I'm not just going to scold you, I'm going to wake you up. ”

Han Kunyun waved his hand and said, "January, block him." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

When the words fell, the monstrous yin qi attacked, and the entire Zhongzhou School trembled, and the expedition team that had just come back at the gate of the school looked at the top of the mountain together, only to see a large piece of black yin qi rising into the sky.

"Ghost King?" Tang Xianzu shouted with a sudden change in his expression.

"When did the school have such a powerful person? The old man in white nearby was just as stunned.

The ghost king, corresponding to the human martial arts Jindan, can even fight with the law, all the strongmen, these strongmen are a leader-level figure anywhere, and there are so many in the Zhongzhou Academy, and the friends all understand each other.

"You...... Don't be a bully. ”

In the novelist's courtyard, Mo Yanqing's body expounded a white and red brilliance, waving his hands into pieces of warriors and wrestlers noticed that the yin qi formed a mutual conflict, and the courtyard was overflowing with vitality in the temporary time.

Mo Chenshi looked at Mo Yanqing with sorrow, although his father said that he was in the realm of Gangqi, but the characters in the theme of the novel were all civilians, and they just relied on Gangqi to support him.

"It's too weak. ”

January's long hair was scattered, her body was scorching with a strange blood-colored brilliance, the whites of her eyes turned completely black, a touch of scarlet blood-colored brilliance was burning, her body seemed to contain infinite yin and cold qi, and the surrounding air was rapidly falling, and a trace of cold was spreading.

Those warriors and wrestlers were shattered like mirrors, and the infinite cold aura overwhelmed Mo Yanqing in an instant.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the yin qi dissipated, and January returned to her usual gentle and beautiful demeanor, and she slowly reached Han Kunyun's eyes and bowed and said, "Sir, it's done." ”

"It's too distracting, I'll teach you a little bit later. Han Kunyun said without hurry.

January blinked when she heard this, and nodded with a light smile.

Not far away, Mo Yanqing's whole body had been frozen into ice, and his whole body was frozen with frost except for his head.

"Chief, my father...... Are you okay?" Mo Chenshi looked at it and hurriedly ran up to ask.

"It's just a punishment. Han Kunyun glanced at it and said, "Don't think about how to construct a story that confuses people, I actually rely on the lower third-rate to confuse people, and I am already very magnanimous without breaking his book soul." ”

"Fart, what can I do? ”

Mo Yanqing had not lost his ability to speak at this time, he shuddered and shouted: "The teachers are dead, the novelists are not taken seriously, the stories I write are not read, what if you don't take this road, what do you say?"

Han Kunyun waved his hand, and a row of books fell to the ground, only to see that there were dozens of books written on them, such as 'Tianxiang', 'Plum in a Bottle', and 'Spring in the Wall'.

Mo Chenshi glanced at it, his face flushed and twisted too much.

"It's okay to write this, and it's okay to be third-rate. Han Kunyun smiled kindly and said, "Do you know what makes me the most angry?"

"Huh?" Mo Yan looked at Han Kunyun with a stunned expression.

"Your horizon is actually too low, there are so many materials in the Library Pavilion, and there are so many blueprints left by the Linglong Patriarch, and you stare at the little of the common people all day long. Han Kunyun sighed and said: "Anyway, I am also a martial artist who has been cultivating for one hundred and eighty years, and it is impossible to write my feelings at will, and then make up a funny story? ”

"Lord Courtyard, Dad is not as unbearable as you say. "Mo Chenshi has some weak helpers.

"With you too. ”

With a wave of his hand, Han Kunyun noticed a book called the Forest of Hundred Beasts: "Why don't you write about strange beasts? Why don't you write about martial artists, even if you write fairy tales, you have to add a little element to it, you look at what you wrote, the tiger was rescued by someone to repay the kindness, can't you replace it with a strange beast and a tiger rescued by a martial artist? ”

"Daddy...... Dad said that the novel should be in line with reality, how can a warrior save a foreign beast, and it would be good if he didn't kill and eat meat. Mo Shiqiao said with grievances on his face.

Quiet, Han Kunyun's eyes turned to Mo Yanqing, and he noticed that the novelist's problem seemed to be more than poverty.

Night was gradually approaching, Mo Chenshi held a waist card in his hand, rode a big tiger, and arrived at the entrance of the square in a hurry.

"Senior Sister Moyin, I'm here to pick up the strange beast at the head of the courtyard. ”

The girl who was guarding the edge of greed was stunned when she heard this, and asked with doubts on her beautiful face: "The brand is right, what's going on with the head of the courtyard?"

"We novelists have an extra head of the academy today, so powerful. Mo Chenshi smiled and said, "Sister Moyin, I won't raise chickens and ducks in the future, and the head of the courtyard said that he would teach me to write novels in person." ”

"Brand!" Mo Yin twisted his eyebrows and stretched out his hand and said, "If it is the head of the courtyard, it must also have a handwritten order, otherwise the strange beasts will not be allowed to enter." ”

"Knowing the rules, Sister Moyin is really rigid, just like the senior brothers of the Legalist family. Mo Chenshi took out a piece of paper with a seal on it.

Mo Yin took it and looked at it, and said with a treacherous expression: "You can let it go." ”

"I'm tired. ”

Mo Chenshi grinned, jumped up to the greedy and called softly: "Little Ba, the head of the courtyard asked me to ride you back, I'm coming up." ”

Greed got up, glanced at Mo Shishi, and shook his body.

"Hey, then I'll come up. Mo Shishi cautiously climbed on the greedy back, and suddenly smiled: "It's so soft and steady, it's much more comfortable than a tiger to sit on, no wonder the head of the courtyard is so porridge for you." ”

'Woohoo!'

Greed howled and threw himself forward.

Mo Yin looked at a hundred meters away with a frightened expression, and the movement rate of the strange beast ...... There are no bumps in the vitality, just an innocent physical jump, and many skills are assimilated, landing silently and fluttering, what level is this.

"Ah, it's so fast! Hachi, slow down, I'm dizzy. ”

Mo Chenshi screamed all the way, attracting passers-by on both sides to look sideways, and they were just curious to look at each other, there are too many treacherous things in Zhongzhou Academy, two days ago, someone studied a cloth ball that could fly into the sky, and finally burned and exploded, but fortunately, the classmates of the winged human race passed by and saved it.

Han Kunyun used the road close to a time, and it took a quarter of an hour to get it done, and when Mo Chenshi came to his senses, he realized that he had arrived in the courtyard, and the handsome and particularly powerful head of the courtyard was sitting at the long table.

"Find your own place to rest. ”

After Han Kunyun said something about greed, his eyes turned to Mo Chenshi.

Today, the lights are lit up in the courtyard, but because of the outdated methods and dim lighting, Mo Yanqing is still frozen in the middle of the courtyard, looking at Han Kunyun with a dead face, he is thinking about the other party's words, and he is unhappy in his heart, but he is a little questioning his past confrontation.

"Earthly!"

"Lord Courtyard. ”

Mo Chenshi ran to Han Kunyun in a hurry, although the little girl was innocent, she could feel that the new head of the courtyard was very powerful.

"How old is 2019?" Han Kunyun asked indifferently.

"Twenty-eight. Mo Chenshi replied a little shyly.

The so-called twenty-eight is sixteen, and this period has reached the age when you can talk about marriage.

"How many books I read. ”

"I've read all the books in the library. ”

"Have you really seen it?"

"Hmm!"

"King Zhou was on a southern tour, and he was starving on the road, what did he say?"

"Why don't you die in the cemetery. ”

"The uncle of Yangzhou Hou's son and his mother Ling'e turned against each other, so they agreed to meet again in the ghost domain, and his friend Xiaolian asked him why his uncle did it. ”

"My uncle sent someone to notice that the cemetery was similar to the Ling'e Clan's mansion, and he quarreled with it in the tomb. ”

Han Kunyun nodded, the experience of this world actually has many stories, and it is even more exquisite than his own world, otherwise there would not be so many factions.

And those wild histories and character chronicles are the best materials for novels, and it is reasonable that Mr. himself can go out of a way to be a little unexpected.

"Novels are different from literature, novels come from life and are higher than life, and every time you create a novel, you are creating a world that belongs to you. Han Kunyun said unhurriedly: "Since I am sitting in the position of the head of the courtyard, I naturally want to be a role model to save you from resentment." ”

Mo Chenshi stuck out her tongue, she was indeed a little curious, why there was no smell of book soul on the head of the courtyard.

"You don't have a book soul in you. Mo Yanqing shouted as if he had found a breakthrough.

"Noise!"

Han Kunyun raised his eyebrows, and with a wave of his hand, a stream of vitality enveloped Mo Yanqing, he realized that it was impossible for him to turn, and looked ahead with wide eyes and horror.

"You sit!"

Han Kunyun's eyes turned to Mo Chenshi again, and he stretched out his finger and pointed at his face.

"Yes, Chief. Mo Chenshi looked behind him with affection, his father really didn't know the atmosphere of the investigation, this new head of the academy is a super powerful kind of big guy, this is here to rescue the novelist, why bother to oppose others.

"January, grinding ink. ”

Han Kunyun's eyes sparkled and said, "Earthly, hold the pen." ”

Mo Chenshi hurriedly picked up the sheep hair in front of her, although she didn't know what the main person of the courtyard was doing, she was obedient.

"In 642 of the Great Yuan Dynasty, the Flying Snow Mountain Villa was frozen for thousands of miles, and five people on the top of the mountain rode horses......"

Han Kunyun began to discuss in a clear tone, Mo Chenshi was stunned, and hurriedly dipped ink on the white paper in front of her to record, while she wrote, she seemed to notice a snow-covered mountain villa in front of her, on the mountain road, five big men rode horses, and a group of black-clothed people jumped out of the roadside to intercept.

The story starts here, five people are escorting a baby to escape, the man in black is the sniper, the baby's name is Wu Lang, is the last inheritor of the thousand-year-old family of martial arts, a few days ago, the six major factions besieged the Flying Snow Villa, the darkness has the help of the Demon Sect, just to usurp the legendary exercises, innate magic skills.

Legend has it that this exercise to seize the creation of the universe, can pick the stars and take the moon, fight the stars and move, conceive its sins, the six major factions of greed, to eliminate the demon Weidao of the pinched word siege, the five big men are the orphans adopted by Feixue Villa since childhood, loyal to the villa, after a fight, only the fourth broke an arm, blinded an eye, escaped with a baby, and escaped from the rivers and lakes.

At this point, Han Kunyun stopped, and Mo Chenshi, who was writing, looked at the head of the courtyard with her eyes, and she still wanted to know the plot on the back.

"How is it?" Han Kunyun asked.

"I really want to see the next plot. Mo Chenshi said something unpleasant.

"Dumb uncle. Han Kunyun's expression darkened and scolded: "The scene used by the man in black is called the Lock Heaven Gate, which implies the scene of the three talents, I have marked it, but you didn't notice it." ”

"Oh...... Yes. At this time, Mo Chenshi looked at what he had written, and shouted in surprise: "This...... How can the white crane fist used by this big man named Xiao Si seem to be able to be driven by vitality. ”

"It seems that you are not stupid to go home. Han Kunyun nodded and said, "So do you think I will lack a book soul?"

"The head of the courtyard is amazing. Mo Chenshi's face turned red when he heard this, and he said with admiration: "I actually have such a deep understanding of martial arts, and the beginning is so exquisite, the novelist is saved." ”

"If you save a fart, show it to me ten times, and write a similar opening the next day, otherwise it is forbidden to eat. Han Kunyun said with an indifferent expression.

Mo Yanqing, who was frozen not far away, was no longer panicking, but ...... Shocking, this style of fiction seems to be similar!!

The night is thick, but Zhongzhou City is still noisy, Han Kunyun sits on the roof of the Patriarch Hall, looking into the distance, the lights of thousands of homes are transparent, according to the contemporary time, about nine o'clock in the evening, is this traditional world so prosperous?

"Sir, Tea. ”

Nearby, there was a small square table in front of January, and on top of it was a purple clay pot, which she had turned out in the kitchen, and it looked quite new, so she used it.

"In January, people exist in a lifetime, and the pursuit of things is nothing but fame and fortune, but these things can't be taken away behind them, why do you say there are so many people chasing them?" Han Kunyun took the teacup and asked.

"I don't know. January replied very simply.

"Hahaha, yes, why bother to know. Han Kunyun laughed when he heard this.

"Sir, is there a problem?" asked January.

"I saw people arguing over a steamed bun, and I saw people plotting to kill their friends. Han Kunyun smacked his mouth and said, "I also saw a little girl talking to me." ”

"Little girl?" The first two sentences were automatically omitted by January, and it is normal for humans to sum up with each other, but this little girl has a bit of meaning.

"Do you care about this kind of thing very much?" asked Han Kunyun with a smile.

"The ghost clan is also a living being, and January also has feelings. January replied solemnly.

"It's just a martial idiot, don't worry about it. Han Kunyun lay down on his back and turned off the map of Zhongzhou City, he was just adapting to this God's perspective, but he didn't expect to see the charm.

This little girl is quite stubborn, and she is actually testing the essence of Jiuli's killing knife technique one after another, regretting that today's martial arts skills seem to have taken a new path, and the more powerful ones in the past have been eliminated.

At the same time, under the ancestral hall, Mo Chenshi was wrinkling his little face and scratching his head one after another.

"Wu ...... Chival, what is this? ”

The little girl had a question mark on her head, and after Han Kunyun wrote the beginning, she said two words, this is a martial arts novel, you can understand it well.

Jianghu she knew that thousands of years ago, there were many sect families, and the Zhou Dynasty was overwhelming the world, and there were no runes at that time, and the martial arts strongman was unscrupulous, and she could go wherever she wanted, if it wasn't for the palace with Emperor Wu of Zhou in charge, these sect masters would really be able to rush inside.

It's just that later, Zhongzhou Ding disappeared, the world was in turmoil, the princes revolted, and the sect family intervened, but it was affected and all of them were wiped out, and it was the hundred tribes that survived.

To survive is to survive, but the inheritance is severed, and the world seems to have returned to the dark period, fortunately, at this time, the Zhongzhou School was established, educating the world, and spreading the law and rituals of all peoples.

Moreover, there are all kinds of rune restrictions in the city, so the martial arts strongman has converged a lot, and the phenomenon of slaughtering the city and destroying the village in the past is almost impossible to happen, because there are more things that prohibit the martial arts strongman.

So what is martial arts?