Chapter 1: The Silver Horn
My name is Zhao Qing, 20 years old this year, is a very ordinary sophomore in all aspects, usually no special hobbies, is to play games, play chess, read novels on the Internet is my favorite, look at it and look at it on the itchy hand, I also tried to write, I am a science student, poor writing skills, so I write the easiest to write single infinite flow Jin Yong martial arts homo, title: "Jin Yong infinite cool"
Originally, I wrote the book purely for my own amusement, and I didn't expect to write anything famous, but unexpectedly, my book was really liked by readers, and later I even entered the VIP, and I actually earned two or three thousand yuan a month
This little money is of course not worth mentioning for a rich person, but it is already a lot of money for a poor student like me, and I suddenly came to my senses, thinking that a person like me can also be a writer? Seeing that the summer vacation was approaching, I ruthlessly told my family that I was going to do an internship, so I simply didn't go home, and I wrote alone in the dormitory all day, and the daily update volume increased from 6,000 to 10,000 words, and my income also doubled, and I saw that I could afford to buy a new mobile phone
In the middle of the night, I hurried to hurry, and finally posted today's third update to the Internet before twelve o'clock in the evening, and I had a long sigh in my heart, the book was almost at the end stage, and many things had to be explained, and it was very difficult to write, but today's task was finally completed, I breathed a sigh of relief, closed my eyes for a few minutes, rested my tired eyes, and then opened the starting point webpage to see the latest comments given to me by readers
Maybe it's because of the middle of the night.,There aren't a few people on the comment board.,Most of them are replying to the refueling and writing.,Fast update and other unnutritious words.,It's boring to read.,Refresh it again.,There's no change.,I was about to close the web page.,Suddenly a dazzling comment jumped into my eyes:
"What kind of mess is written, not only is the writing clumsy, but the plot is so ridiculous and ridiculous, it's just bullshit"
What kind of person is this?,There are really few readers who read my books who are so unkind to me.,Look at his screen name:"Silver Horn King" is just a first-class trumpet.,It's not here to deliberately make trouble.,I'm very annoyed.,But now I'm also half a professional writer.,Readers are my food and clothing parents.,I can't easily offend.,So I had to reply patiently:
"You say that my writing is poor and I accept it humbly, but it is a bit too much to say that my plot is absurd, the plot in my book is written by me racking my brains and thinking hard, and I feel that it is still a little better than ordinary books"
The "Silver Horn King" happened to be online, and immediately gave me a reply: "The plot is so hairy, your protagonist not only carries a system template, but also always has pies in the sky, all kinds of adventures are constant, even if it is a golden thigh, there is no such way as you"
"Isn't it like this when writing books now?,The gold finger should be shown early.,It's intuitive enough.,The protagonist template is just a common setting.,It's not too much.,How can it be said to be a golden thigh?,As for the good luck of the protagonist.,That's even more essential.,Don't you write a little bit of obscenity.,Isn't it a sadist.,Readers don't like to read it"
"Then why is the IQ of the characters in your book so low, the villain is always provoked for no reason, looking for a slap in the face, the beauty always takes the initiative to post upside down and throw herself into the arms, what you write is Jin Yong's martial arts fandom, are the characters in Jin Yong's original book so brainless?
I couldn't help it: "What's wrong with me writing Xiaobaiwen? At least Xiaobai is willing to give money for reading, which is like you, it's just a first-level trumpet, not even a VIP, it's just a mess when you come up, are you embarrassed?"
"It's ridiculous, do you think I really lack those little money for reading, I'm just inconvenient to pay, otherwise it's nothing to reward you with hundreds of millions"
"Then you hurry up and give a reward, as long as you give the money, I will write how you ask me to write, and I can write a book just for you, obviously a poor ghost who reads books for nothing, what kind of big money do you pretend?
The two of us don't speculate, the more noisy we are, the more fierce we are, the writing has not gone well in the past two days, I am exhausted from writing, and I am not in a good mood, and finally returned: "I love to see, I don't like to read and roll, I don't give money for reading my books in vain, are you still reasonable?"
"Boy, to put it mildly, do you know who I am? It's easier for me to pinch you to death than to pinch an ant to death."
Haha,Do you want a real pk? It's just a common bluff on the Internet.,Who scared me?,I immediately replied: "Who do I care who you are?,If you're not convinced?,Then you come to Lao Tzu.,Lao Tzu is waiting for you at XX University.,If you don't dare to come.,That's a turtle coward."
"Boy, I won't go looking for you, I'll just call your name, 'Tomato fried potatoes', do you dare to agree?"
"Lao Tzu is here, don't say it's a screen name, what if your real name tells you?"
Suddenly, my eyes were dark, and my consciousness was also blurred, I only felt that my body was fluttering, I didn't know where I was, and when I woke up, the surrounding scene had changed drastically, and I found myself in a small round room, with a diameter of only two or three meters, and the walls were white and smooth, almost illuminating my figure
What's the matter, I'm not just surfing the Internet in the dormitory? Why did I get here all of a sudden, am I dreaming, I pinched my thigh, it hurt, it wasn't a dream, I touched the wall, it was smooth as glass, there was no portal, I looked up, the top of the room was gradually narrowing, the top seemed to be a round lid, but it was five or six meters high, I would never reach it, I looked down at my feet, it was the same smooth material as the wall, I stomped my foot, and found that this material was extremely hard, and it was by no means any material I knew
I was confused and uneasy, I knocked on the wall of the room at a loss, trying in vain to find the hidden switch, the circular wall of the room suddenly became transparent, and a huge human face appeared in front of me with a wicked smile: "Boy, even if Da Luo Jinxian enters this mutton fat jade bottle, don't think about running away, you still have to die."
Mom, have I been caught in an alien flying saucer? I was so frightened that my legs went limp, and I sat on the ground with my buttocks, and then I looked closely, and found that the giant was wearing ancient Chinese clothes, clearly a teenage girl, with bright eyes and bright teeth, handsome and lovely, but there was a strange silver horn on the top of her head, she took the transparent round room I was in her hand, and laughed non-stop, I suddenly understood that she was not a giant, but that I had become smaller, and I was put into some kind of mutton fat jade bottle
The silver-horned girl picked up the jade bottle and shook it viciously, shaking the bottle with a smile: "Tomato fried potatoes, weren't you still very arrogant on the Internet just now, what do you say now?"
Silver Horn ...... Silver Horn King...... Calling the name of the mutton fat jade bottle, I suddenly remembered something terrible, and said in a trembling voice: "It's difficult...... Could you be the Silver Horn King in Journey to ......the West?
"Nothing is impossible, Wu Chengen, the author of Journey to the West, is actually an immortal who has been demoted, although the story he wrote about Tang monks learning scriptures has changed the background of the era, and the plot characters are also fictional, but on the whole, it is true, yes, I am the alchemy boy under the ancestral seat of the Taishang Dao, and the King of the Silver Horn is"
Could it be that there are really immortals in this world? I only feel that my outlook on life and the world have been completely subverted, and my mind is in chaos, and I stammered: "This is impossible, I am an atheist, and all gods and ghosts do not exist...... "Hmph, this thousand years is a period of depletion of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth once in a million years, and we immortals are all cultivating behind closed doors, and do not ask about the world, you mortals really dare that we do not exist? In another hundred years, the aura can be restored, and we will come back to rule the world again, and we will definitely give you mortals a good look when the time comes." "Are you really the ......King of the Silver Horn? But in Journey to the West, you are obviously a man......" "That's just an incarnation to hide people's ears" The silver-horned girl said disdainfully: "Why are you asking so much, in a moment or three, you will turn into a pool of blood, this is the fate of your offense to this king"
Oops, this mutton fat jade net bottle does have the function of transforming people, it seems that even Sun Wukong has almost melted away, not to mention me, a mortal, I was suddenly stupid, and shouted: "The Silver Horn King spares his life, if the villain knows you on the other side, he will not dare to offend him even if he dies, please have a lot of adults, spare the villain this time."
"Hmph...... As a boy by the side of the Taishang Dao Ancestor, even if it is Da Luo Jinxian, you dare to scold me, and you want to beg me to spare my life, it's really delusional......"
"Sister Silver Horn, you're lazy to surf the Internet again" The white mist dispersed, and a boy with a golden horn on his head suddenly appeared and said: "In a few days, this furnace will be ready to be baked, and you are not optimistic about the ...... of the fire."
"I know, isn't it just a furnace of seven-turn golden pills, it's very simple, I've practiced it countless times, and I can't go wrong with my eyes closed, Brother Jinjiao, come and see, I caught something interesting."
The golden-horned boy came over to take a look, and immediately frowned, and said: "Why did you catch mortals in this Tushi Palace, and use that mutton fat jade bottle, if you let Daozu and his old man know, we will be punished again" "Brother, he is the author of the book "Jin Yong Infinite Cool" 'Tomato Fried Potato'" , Aren't you disgusting to read that book, hmph, this guy wastes our time by writing a little white book, and dares to offend the gods with a lowly mortal body, this is his own death, violating the rules of heaven, we punish him upright, no one can say anything" "Then you can't use the mutton fat jade bottle to transform him, otherwise this bottle will be stained with blood, and the Dao Ancestor will find out"
The golden horn boy stretched out his hand and pointed, the lid of the jade net bottle opened automatically, my body flew out of the bottle, changed back to its original size, bang, fell on the white jade carved floor, only felt that the whole body was in pain, and the bones did not know how many were broken, but I could only grit my teeth and endure it, got up and bowed deeply to the golden horn boy, and said: "Thank you Golden Horn King for help, great kindness, villain will never forget until death"
The Golden Horn Boy frowned, and said unhappily: "What Golden Horn King, that is the bandit name I used when I was young and ignorant, and I used to mess around with the world, don't mention it again, just call me the Golden Horn Fairy Child."
I hurriedly said, "Yes, the villain thanks the Golden Horn Fairy Child for his great kindness."
"No, I can't spare him"
The silver-horned girl conjured a bright sword out of nowhere, and said to the golden-horned boy: "You don't need a jade bottle, it's always okay to use this seven-star sword, well, this guy is quite fat, why don't we slaughter him and eat him, I haven't eaten human flesh for thousands of years, it's really a bit greedy."
"Don't, don't eat me" I was so frightened that I trembled, my eyes couldn't stop looking left and right, but I saw that I was in a huge hall, with a huge Dan furnace with flames and auspicious clouds in the center, and I thought to myself where the dead old man of Taishang Laojun had gone, why didn't he take care of his boy
The golden-horned boy stopped the silver-horned girl and said: "No, cannibalism is detrimental to yin morality, now we are not far from cultivating the positive fruit, and we can no longer be as unscrupulous as before" He sighed slightly, and said: "It's better to throw him into the gossip furnace, such mortals will immediately be wiped out when they enter the Dan furnace, and there will not be even half of the ashes left, the most clean and neat"
I rely on it, I owe you that you are a good person, it turns out that you are more ruthless, but I heard the silver-horned girl laugh and said: "Good idea, just do it" As soon as he stretched out his hand, his small arm suddenly became longer, and his little hand became the size of a fan, and he grabbed my neck and lifted my body up, and was about to be thrown into the gossip furnace