Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

"I think he deserves it." Lu Wensheng couldn't help but say - if he had such conditions in modern times, he would catch all those authors who stopped updating, lock them up in a small dark room, and tell them to write as hard as they could!

Moreover, this kind of stabbing behavior is exactly the same as that of a certain writer named Yu in their world. He keeps the humor for himself and the sadness for the readers. The trilogy can directly cut you into a stupid state.

Ning Rongrong: "And - there's another unlucky guy there who got kicked out by someone!"

Gu Jinzhi didn't understand: "What do you mean by pouting?"

Lu Wensheng coughed awkwardly, interrupting the innocent child Gu Jinzhi. He looked at Ning Rongrong with his eyes lighting up and sat down next to her.

"Please be careful!" Don't treat him as an outsider!

Ning Rongrong must be the kind of person who is very popular when it comes to gossip, because she won't keep people in suspense and will answer directly when asked.

"This fellow disciple of mine has a mortal enemy who is a sword cultivator. Whenever he gets angry, he writes pornographic stories based on that enemy. The types of content include..."

The following content was so exaggerated that even Liu Jiqian looked at him with a slightly shocked look.

[1Vn?! Rag?! Tentacle play?! Bondage play?! Beast mother?! Childbearing?! ABO in another world?! . . . . . Is it written so flowery?! Oh my god, is the food in Xuanyi Pavilion so good?] As the system where Haitangwen was born, it may be a rookie, but it is full of experience.

Lu Wensheng: I have to say that this writer is also a talented person.

"And my fellow disciple was not satisfied, so he drew a picture album and even sold it in the sect. Later, his mortal enemy saw the book he wrote for some reason and came to him to ask for his opinion. He found a room full of various manuscripts.

When his mortal enemy showed up, he was very aggressive, so many disciples from other sects followed him. It became quite a big fuss, so I went to join in the fun too.

But I got there quite late, and I only saw his mortal enemy, who lifted him up on his shoulders and said something to him.

'You like to fantasize about me so much, but what's the point of just thinking about it in your head and drawing and writing on a notebook? Why don't you practice it with me in person?' Then he went into the room and closed the door. . . . . . "

[The chrysanthemums are withered, the ground is covered with wounds, his smile has turned yellow~] The system also started singing, it was quite trendy, it was Jay Chou’s Chrysanthemum Terrace, the lyrics were quite appropriate for the occasion.

Gu Jin realized it later and also understood what pouting meant, and blushed a little.

"But how do you know it so clearly?" He spoke in so much detail as if he had found out something under someone's bed.

"Oh, they made a lot of noise that day. Didn't I see some of it? The disciples who lived closer to him heard the noise clearly! He cried all night long, and it was said that he lay in bed for a long time before getting up, and he even limped when he walked...

So after the above cases, those of us who can write storybooks and publish picture books began to refer to some physical training methods to train ourselves, so as to ensure that we have the strength to resist when readers attack us. "

Lu Wensheng: He finally understood that this wave was the extreme tug-of-war between readers and authors - the love, hate, and vengeance between readers that had to be expressed?

"You can consider hiring bodyguards, that is, guards. The sword cultivators from Lingxiao Sect are the most suitable." Lu Wensheng kept his word. If there was a chance, he would really recommend them to the sword cultivators from Lingxiao Sect.

Ning Rongrong was a little hesitant: "Isn't it too expensive? And sword cultivators seem to be the type who would rather die than yield. If I spend spirit stones to hire them, will they think I am humiliating them?

Besides, didn’t your sect have fellow disciples who were attacked by sword cultivators before you came out? They don’t look easy to mess with…”

"It's not expensive, and they're hoping you'll use the spirit stones to humiliate them. As for being attacked... ahem, it's a misunderstanding."

"Oh oh oh, do you have any recommendations for sword practitioners?" Ning Rongrong was somewhat excited after hearing that.

"Wei Xun will do!" And after-sales service is included!

"The chief of Lingxiao Sect? How many spirit stones does it cost?"

"I hired him to help me... cough cough cough, I forgot, but it wasn't expensive." Fortunately, I almost let it slip!

When Liu Jiqian heard Lu Wensheng's words, a low laugh escaped from the depths of his throat. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his distant eyebrows became a little softer and tenderer. Thinking of the rumors about the three people, a hint of understanding flashed across his eyes.

Lu Wensheng pretended not to hear the chuckles beside him, insisting that as long as he was not embarrassed, it would be others who were embarrassed.

Gu Jinzhi: "I feel that it is not reliable to find a guard. What if that sword cultivator is your reader? Isn't this like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth? Or if he has ulterior motives towards you, what if he is picked up by the guard? You can't beat him.

There are many sword cultivators in the above cases!"

Lu Wensheng: “…” What you said actually makes a lot of sense!

[The reputation of the sword cultivators is really amazing... There are so many talented people!] The system also commented.

Ning Rongrong nodded frantically: "A good blacksmith must be strong himself, I feel more at ease relying on myself."

When the Xu sisters finished, everyone had almost finished chatting, and as soon as they entered the house, the smell of blood hit them.

Wang Quanfeng was hung on the beam, his body swaying slightly. The rope loop tightened the corpse's neck, the facial muscles contracted downward, the root of the tongue in the throat tried to push out, his eye sockets were wide open, and his bulging eyeballs stared blankly at the ground or somewhere deeper. Blood was still dripping from the places on his body where Xu Yunrao had stabbed him.

Lu Wensheng felt that after being scared so many times, he was actually somewhat used to it. When he saw the horrible corpse, he felt a sense of indifference.

The two sisters were very grateful to the four people. Xu Yunxiu fulfilled her wish and was very cooperative when she was being liberated.

Zhao is still alive, but she has been locked up in the backyard and has been crazy all her life. Xu Yunrao plans to live with the child alone. She holds the land deeds and house deeds of the Wang family in her hands, so she will never have to worry about food and clothing in her life.

There's something strange going on though.

Liu Jiqian: "Mrs. Xu, how did you find a way to summon your sister?"

Logically speaking, this kind of thing related to magic and sacrifice is difficult for mortals to access, but Xu Yunrao not only came into contact with it, but it seemed like it was tailor-made for her.

"It was given to me by a mysterious man."

"Mystery man?"

"I can't remember what he looks like. He came to me on his own initiative and said he was willing to help me get revenge. The price was to give him the placenta from my sister's birth."

In addition to being used as a medicine called placenta, the placenta is also a material used by some alchemists to make elixirs or perform certain activities.

There is a custom in Caocan City that eating placenta is very nutritious, and the placenta produced by giving birth to a boy is even more precious. There is also a saying that eating it can give birth to a boy, so Xu Yunxiu's placenta was specially stored by the Zhao family.

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(The one who is pouted in the article will appear later~)