Volume 1 The Journey to the Mountains Twenty-Three The world is full of feasts
"Sikong Tu, are you going to break the agreement?" Han Meng said as he stared at the old man.
"You were promised that you would never be born!"
"I'm for my apprentice, and I can't ignore my apprentice as a master, right?"
Han Meng didn't speak, looking at Zhuang You, this was also the first time that everyone present looked at the young man carefully.
A very ordinary-looking teenager, tall and clean, it seems that every teenager should be like this.
But his master is Sikong Tu.
Zhuang You, who was watched by many eyes, was a little uncomfortable, but he still looked ahead calmly, not wanting to embarrass the master by making a fool of himself.
"I will report it to Your Majesty and the Dean. β
The old man smiled indifferently, "Whatever you want, you'd better hurry up and go, while I'm in a good mood." β
Han Meng and the others were silent, and the pale-faced Lord Wen and Xun Yuyao were helped up, and they just left, walking very simply.
"Han Meng, you're just leaving, I'll tell the dean, you're running away without a fight!"
The director of the Department of Military Justice glanced at Master Wen with disdain, "Bai Zi and Sikong Tu are there, do you think there is a chance?"
Han Meng shook his head and said, "I didn't make a move because Sikong Tu hadn't drawn his sword for many years. β
Everyone understood the meaning of his words.
An unsheathed sword is terrible, and a sword that has not been unsheathed for so long is even more terrifying.
Ji Xiaoyao looked at the group of people from the Heavenly Privy Court who left, and was surprised, looking at Zhuang You's master, who hadn't spoken for a long time, what surprised her the most was that her own Mr. Bai was so soft and deflated, she hadn't seen it after living for so long.
At this point, she felt that this old man was very powerful.
Li Si coughed twice, and Sikong Tu looked at him impatiently, "If you don't die, hurry up, I see that you are very unhappy!"
Li Si nodded at Zhuang You, Zhuang You hurriedly returned the salute, Li Si clearly expressed Zhuang You's affection, not a blank picture.
Immediately, this old man who had stayed in Bishan for a hundred years drifted away with the wind, and he didn't know where he went.
And Mr. Bai, who had been cold-faced, had already wanted to leave, and Ji Xiaoyao hurriedly said: "Sir, slow down, I still have something to say to Xiao Zhuangzi." β
After speaking, he took off the door symbol engraved with the word "ι" from his waist and handed it to Zhuang You.
"Didn't you always want this, oh, give it back to you. β
Zhuang You didn't expect Ji Xiaoyao to give him the door talisman, didn't she like it very much? But this was given to him by the master, and there was an unknown sword in it, and he was a little embarrassed for a while, and he didn't know what to do.
"Fool, I'm just lending it to you for the time being, and you'll give it to me next time we meet, you know?"
Stuffing the door talisman into Zhuang You's hand, Ji Xiaoyao took Mr. Bai's hand and shouted "Go", Zhuang You solemnly put away the door talisman and said, "Cherish." β
Ji Xiaoyao waved her hand, indicating that she understood.
Watching Mr. Bai leave quickly with Ji Xiaoyao, Zhuang You looked at the uncle, "Uncle, what should you do?"
"I, ah, I have heard that there are many islands overseas, and they are very rich, and I am going to take them to those islands to get rid of the so-called sinners. β
Sikong Tu on the side glanced at the sentencing prisoner and said, "You have a good talent, you have touched the Tao, you can go on." β
The prisoner bowed down and thanked him, and walked in the direction of Ji Xiaoyao.
I hope that the uncle and those free people can be safe, Zhuang You silently blessed in his heart.
When everything is gone, at this moment, a young man, an old man, just like the time to set off.
"Master, I met a lot of people this time, there are the cooler golden arches and Ah Qi Ah Ba them, there is also a strange flower red makeup, and ......"
"This Moba actually swallowed a sword, and this door talisman also has a sword in it, and there are two swords in total. β
"It turns out that the boxing method I use is called a fist, and it is created by a monk. β
"Uncle told me that I have achieved a great realm, and the next step is to open up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra. β
The young man kept talking, and the old man on the side didn't know if he was listening, but just walked forward.
Zhuang You hurriedly followed and asked curiously, "Master, where are we going now?"
"White Deer Mountain. β
"Huh, where is that, what are you doing there?"
"Reading"
Reading? Zhuang You thought he had heard it wrong, what books he was reading, and thought of the two years he spent in a private school in a small town.
"I can't follow you all the time for some reason, and I have an old friend, he's a real reader, you have to study hard with him, I'm going to a place. β
"Oh, is that White Deer Mountain in Daqin?"
"In. β
"Huh, that day, the Privy?"
"I'm not with you, and the people of the Heavenly Council won't touch you. β
"Oh"
_____________ gorgeous dividing line
At first, I wrote this work because I wanted to write a more prosaic story, a kind of travelogue, a more leisurely journey, but as I wrote, I changed the outline and changed it, and finally it became a story that I thought was more clichΓ©, which I didn't expect, and in the final analysis, there are several reasons. One is that it is my first time to create a long-form novel, and I really don't have enough experience, and I often can't grasp the direction of the plot. The second is that my writing is really limited, sometimes I read what I wrote, the plot is too thin, and it is difficult for me to read it myself.
But I don't want to give up, I'm going to finish it, even if it's hard, that's what I promised. I'm a school student, so I don't have a lot of time to write novels, but I can still keep writing every day, and if I feel good, I can write 3,000 words in two hours, and if it's not good, I really can't squeeze it out, which is also a matter of experience.
I don't like the story of Bishan, because there are only a few chapters that I have a lot of fun writing and nothing else feels like it, so I just give up the next part of the outline and directly switch to an environment, a relatively simple or even low-level environment. This is because what I wrote earlier is too high, and I can't get down anymore, so I have to change the environment and barely start over, but it is also a kind of foreshadowing.
In this way, I can write some more everyday stories, it's not that I'm good at daily life, it's just that I'm not good at depicting big scenes, so take your time and come back when you're mature, which is also to slow down the pace a little bit, and it's easier to walk a little slower.
Thank you for your support, rookie writers, and bear with me.