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 Chenshi 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 rare 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 are you?" 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?

"It's so tireless. Mo Chenshi rubbed his little face, he couldn't find a clue, he only felt that the head of the courtyard was not a product of the same period as himself, the other party was too powerful, he was too clumsy, and it was understandable to be scolded, regretting the breakfast the next day, should he steal something to cushion his stomach today.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Mo Shishi hurriedly stood up and trotted to the door to open the door.

"Eh, Senior Brother Sun, is there something wrong?"

There is a side door next to the gate of the novelist's courtyard, and now there are three magnificent men in black brocade standing at the side door, looking at Mo Chenshi with a very longing eye and saying: "Little junior sister, the black pig will bring us three, the fatter one." ”

"Black pig...... Nope. Mo Chenshi let go of his hand and said.

"Gone?"

The man at the head raised his eyebrows: "Senior sister of the world, don't sit on the ground and start the price, we are also old customers." ”

"It's gone. Mo Chenshi raised his little face and said: "The head of the courtyard said that in the future, novelists will only rely on novels to live, and all trivial matters will be nullified." ”

"Head?"

Senior Brother Sun laughed and said, "Novelists have a head of the academy, don't be happy, junior sister." ”

"Don't believe it, forget it, there are no black pigs, don't bother me to write a novel. Mo Chenshi snorted softly and said.

'Bang', the door was closed, the three of them were dumbfounded, this time they ran dozens of kilometers with a load, just hungry and wanted to open a small stove, and the result was closed.

"Niang Xipi, novelist, this is a hard party. The leading man scolded: "Go, go to the surface to buy, I can't eat meat without your black pig." ”

Several people scolded and left, and it took more than a while to buy enough meat from the night market and return to the martial arts academy.

Different from the empty square of the novelist, although it is the middle of the night, the large square of the martial arts academy is full of commotion, a group of healthy muscular men, or tall and slender Jia is drinking and eating meat, some are practicing boxing in the open space, and some are driving stone stakes, so it is not enthusiastic.

And in the innermost open space of the square, the charm held a Miao knife in her hand, and the sweaty knife slashed one by one, and there were countless knife marks on the ground, and there was a footprint in the place where she stepped on and the.

The stone that lays the floor is called steel rock, which is as hard as iron, and it is laid by a special rune melting, and it is impossible to destroy it by force, but it was trampled out of the mark by the charm with two horns, which is enough to see the girl's energy.

"Sister Giant, take a break and eat some braised pork. ”

"You eat first. ”

After answering the word, she recited two thousand nine hundred and ninety-three again, and it was not until she reached three thousand that she put the knife into the sheath, wiped her sweat, walked to the table against the wall and sat down, and the others naturally brought tea and meat.

"Sister Giant, novelists don't sell livestock anymore, we bought them on the surface. The senior brother Sun said with a disgusted face: "And the earthly girl ring movie also said that they have an extra courtyard head, it makes me laugh to death, a group of novelists who write little yellow books actually have a courtyard head, is it impossible to take them to walk around for inspiration?"

"Head?"

When she heard this, she suddenly thought of something: "I remember that the Taoist ancestor and the novelist ancestor seem to be the same person, and when school started, I was still curious about how they could both worship a woman, right?"

"Senior sister, I didn't say anything bad about the novelist Ancestor Qin, don't misunderstand. When Senior Brother Sun heard this, his face turned green.

The legend of Qin Linglong's Zhongzhou Academy, the protégé she taught is alive today, and he is a super boss, and people can pinch him to death with one finger.

"Qin Linglong......" The charm slapped the table and stood up, and her beautiful face was full of happiness: "The old lady knows, hahahaha......! Yes, it must be, I didn't expect it, little grandson, it's doing well, you eat first, I'm going to be a novelist. ”