As soon as he said it, Li Qingshan immediately ordered someone to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone, pushed away the wine and food in front of him, and spread it out on the table. He drank a sore skull of wine again, just when Gu Yanying thought that he was going to take advantage of the wine, send words, write dragons and snakes, and capitalize. Li Qingshan began to bite the pen, sometimes frowning and pondering, sometimes looking up to the sky and sighing, and after a while, he actually drank wine and ate meat again.

"You wrote it!" Gu Yanying couldn't help but urge.

"Don't you see that I'm thinking about it?" Li Qingshan said impatiently, chewing on the tough ape meat.

"But you're eating. ”

"What do you know about a novelist?" Li Qingshan's eyes widened.

"Okay, I don't understand, Uncle Li, you continue. Gu Yanying said helplessly, feeling that he was not reliable at all times.

However, I saw Li Qingshan wandering around the warm pavilion with a pen in his hand, admiring the heavy snow outside the window, looking at the famous paintings on the wall, and almost tinkering with everything in the room, before sitting at the table again, holding the pen a little awkwardly, and suddenly said to Gu Yanying: "What do you say those guys outside look like when they practice swords?"

"I don't know. Gu Yanying was lying on the couch, holding a copy of "The Secret History of Martial Arts" in his hand, and he didn't look at him.

"It's not as good as us ......"

"Don't go. ”

"I didn't say I was going to see it. ”

"Write quickly. ”

"Is this my novel or your novel!" Li Qingshan was furious.

"Forget it, you can't write it anyway, let's go out for a walk!" Gu Yanying put down the book and smiled slightly.

"Whoever says I can't write it, I've pretty much conceived it. I'll write it to you now!"

As a novelist, Li Qingshan, how could he accept such an insult, and immediately wrote and wrote, the dog-like font made Gu Yanying very funny, but he didn't say anything when he saw his serious face, anyway, just help him rewrite it later.

The sound of the wind and snow calling faintly came through the window, which set off the silence in the pavilion, and the occasional crackling of the fire.

She propped her head in one hand and thought back to how many years had passed since she had been so idle. Maybe never since the day of birth.

The passage of time is not taken into account. There's no rush to do something, there's nothing to do anyway. It may be a very ordinary feeling to mortals, but it is precious to her. Those who gaze into the distance naturally have no time to enjoy the scenery along the way.

I don't know how long the wandering thing has been outside. The sound of Li Qingshan's pen recalling her mind. Smiled and asked, "Finished writing?"

"Of course. Li Qingshan proudly picked up a page. Hand it to Gu Yanying.

"It's so little!" Gu Yanying was slightly surprised, feeling that she would have to be out of her mind for at least an hour.

"What do you think I'm doing? Do you know what it means to write a novel?" Li Qingshan yelled as he slapped the table.

"I was wrong. ”

Gu Yanying felt a shock in his ears, even in the void. He wasn't so irritable, maybe he really wrote it very carefully, so he reluctantly admitted his mistake and looked down. Although the font was hard to read, she could still guess it. The expression gradually became a little strange, and in the short time after reading a page, it went from frowning to amusing to sneering.

Then, she crumpled the novel in her hand into a paper ball, threw it on the ground, and smiled, "I'm not wrong!"

"Gu Yanying, what do you want to do!!

Li Qingshan's roar could almost be heard in the outer courtyard, and everyone's hearts jumped, when he killed Hou Hongtao with one move, he was still unfazed, I don't know who can provoke him so angry, and what kind of consequences will there be, it feels terrible to think about.

Li Qingshan knelt on the ground, holding his hands in his hands to be ravaged into a ball, out of anger.

Gu Yanying shook her head and said seriously: "Qingshan, no one will look at this kind of thing, even if it is mixed with martial arts cheats, people will only pick out cheats to see!"

Li Qingshan's face changed for a while, and he suddenly shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, I'll give up!" returned to the bed opposite, lying flat on all fours, and then drank one head at a time.

Gu Yanying was stunned, and then smiled bitterly, is this still the one she knows, the indomitable and indomitable Li Qingshan?

"It's still Xiao An, Xiao An, where are you, I can't live without you!"

Li Qingshan recalled the good times with Xiao An on Yunxu Island, when he wrote books and she moistened her pen, how harmonious.

Gu Yanying couldn't sit still, and got up to apologize: "Uncle Li, don't be like this, can't I be wrong?"

"You're wrong, you think!"

"Okay, I guess I think. Gu Yanying wandered a few steps and muttered: "Since it is the biography of the White Ape King, as long as you learn more about his life experience and connect these stories, won't it be a book?"

"I'm tired, you go and find out!" Li Qingshan turned around and turned his back to Gu Yanying.

Gu Yanying rolled her eyes and summoned Yuan Feifei in, "Manager Yuan, I heard that you have followed the White Ape King for many years?"

"The owner of the village calls me Fei Fei, and the manager is really killing the slave family. Yuan Feifei glanced at Li Qingshan's back nervously, and the roar almost didn't scare her.

"Okay, Fei Fei, you can listen to it, the more detailed the better. ”

Gu Yanying bowed slightly, if it was calculated by age, it was really nothing to call Fei Fei.

Yuan Feifei told it, from stammering to talking, she was a person who was easy to speak, and the White Ape King was drunk and loved to brag about her various experiences, and the story was simply how much there was.

Gu Yanying listened quietly, and when she saw that Li Qingshan also quietly pricked up her ears, she couldn't help laughing.

After listening for a while, Li Qingshan suddenly sat up and turned around, with a stern expression.

Yuan Feifei was shocked, fell to her knees, and shouted, "The owner of the village spares his life!"

"Then you say, 'Who wants your life?"

"Yes, yes!"

Until the third watch in the middle of the night, I didn't dare to stop with a dry mouth.

Gu Yanying waved her hand: "Okay, you step back first, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow." ”

Li Qingshan touched his chin thoughtfully, and saw Gu Yanying's tired face again, and waved his hand to extinguish the light: "It's not too early, you can rest too!"

Gu Yanying lay down, closed her eyes, and pinched the Kunpeng Feather in the palm of her hand, looking forward to that dream.

"Tomorrow, you can help me polish my pen!" Li Qingshan suddenly said, this was Xiao An's job at the beginning.

Gu Yanying opened her eyes and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm a little flattered." After being silent for a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Is it okay without Xiao An?"

"Of course, no!"

"Poor little Ann, she must be very envious of me. Gu Yanying closed her eyes again and changed to a comfortable position.

"Poor people trapped here!"

"Yes, poor Gu Yanying. ”

In any case, Li Qingshan's writing plan has finally been restarted. (To be continued......)

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