our mountain

Green Bamboo was changed to Taihang Mountain, Xialuo Mountain was changed to Kunlun Mountain, Fengyin Mountain was changed to Liangshan Mountain—after changing one by one, my senior sister thought to herself, then shook her head: "It can't correspond to the location here."

You may think that the phrase "the three of us will go down to Liangshan" sounds like each of us has to pull up weeping willows.

Thinking about it carefully, my senior brothers and sisters and I together can overthrow thousands of mortals.

Of course, they could do without me.

The final solution is to look through the dictionary to find some uncommon words that are elegant and sound like immortals to replace all our names and place names. Mixed hodgepodge.

I faintly called out: "Senior Sister..."

Xi Yi turned her head, saw me get up, and was taken aback: "Are you okay?"

What is this nonsense?I'm already like this, can I still be okay?Just as I was about to turn my head to say something, I suddenly caught a glimpse of myself on the windowpane... my head was wrapped in layers, like a dumpling with stuffing exposed, I said why I had a splitting headache... the co-author was already shattered.

I groaned in pain, and asked my senior sister and Xi Yi what they were doing. My senior sister showed me their revised novel manuscript. When I saw it, it was completely different. It was the same story, but all the words were different.

For example, for the purpose of spoofing, the protagonist is suddenly called Xiaohua, the senior sister is called Ruhua, and the senior brother is called Xiaoqiang.

If it wasn't for my mouth being dry and cracked, I would really spit out a mouthful of blood. My senior sister didn't say anything, but said: "I'll try to modify it after uploading it, and see if I'm condemned by God."

"What about the previous book?"

"It was taken off the shelves by the website. But... you haven't noticed, this book called "Our Mountain" has attracted a lot of attention on some anonymous forums. Some people say that this is a divine book, even if it I usually just write some messy stories, which makes people inexplicably suspect that your book is the real world..."

Xi Yi tugged on the corner of my senior sister's clothes, as if reminding me of something, my senior sister didn't change her face: "But I don't agree, I think it's because people with a heart are jealous of your good writing. Some big company has taken a fancy to you and wants to use your novel to make a TV series."

I can see that my senior sister’s expression is not too serious. I guess this may be her way to evade the scourge, and it is also my solid eye. There are no problems in the previous chapters. It is just that under Xi Yi’s guidance, something happened after filling out the details... It can be seen that Xiyi is not as quick-witted as my sister.But at that time, only my senior sister got the news of the scourge from the master. Xi Yi didn't know it, no wonder she.

After being hit by a car, my mind became three-pointed.

My senior sister and Xi Yi want to use novels to remind some people that the world they are in now is not real.

I think one of the two, Senior Sister and Xi Yi, must know where this is and can explain it more clearly, but there is no way to tell me due to helplessness.

But eggs can’t be put in the same basket. Online novels are easy to be taken off the shelves. At that time, they will scare the snakes. In the words of scholars, they will disturb the “main program” here. , who knows if the harmony should be those words that they figured out.

Could there be more other art forms to awaken people?Just like the old friends in Asura Hell who are inexplicably awakened after reading the novel, even if they only know that I am a magician, as long as I remind them of a corner of the world that is familiar to them, they will feel a sense of familiarity, and then Doubt the present world.

In the final analysis, culture is a ferocious beast that has been kept in a cage for a long time. After being locked up for a long time, its strength is weak, and no one will struggle or fight back when it is cut. will be killed.

I also thought of well-known film and television works such as "Inception" and "The Matrix", and they are developing well. The "main program" did not condemn Nolan and the Wachowski sisters!

Where is the mystery?Bored in the ward, I finished watching these two films again and had a bold idea: "Sister Xiyi, can your family background here allow you to break into Hollywood, I want to meet that..."

"It's not easy to see any director. To tell you the truth, these famous directors you know... are all stunned like wood, like a robot. It seems that when the artistic creation comes to an end, the brain goes out of order. Demented."

Although Xi Yi was talking about those directors and screenwriters, she was actually winking, as if hinting at me.

Aren't these directors awakened?

"Before us, there must have been some people who created these excellent films with an artistic explosion. If you think about it carefully, these films may have passed thousands of years of artistic tests before they came to our eyes... right?" She joked nonchalantly, but I realized that Seeing that she was conveying a message to me, every word had to be carefully considered.

I also joked: "That's right, the eyes of the people are discerning. Good works last forever, unlike my novels, which are poorly written. The next time I go out, I will definitely be sacked."

I was regurgitating Xiyi's words in my heart.

Thousands of years... like a robot...

Assuming that the first half of the sentence is true, then, that is to say, these works of art existed a long time ago, so the main creators must not be able to live until now, but now I can still see in the news that a certain director and a certain Actors strolling together... So, these directors are probably in the same state as my senior brother?Is it simulated?

No, no, my brother is from the same era as me, but these people have been around for thousands of years... What do you mean?

While talking nonsense, my senior sister opened the door and came in, took a bag of fried rice, first looked at us, and then said: "It's hard to eat, Xiyi will follow me."

"Hey, I want to too... oh okay." Xiyi Shengjian didn't even take a bite, and gave me all the rest. The senior sister told me to continue writing the novel, but don't post it, don't chat with anyone.

I agreed, and the senior sister said: "My mother and I went to visit some friends."

I thought for a while with my bean curd head, and nodded.

My master came here and was wiped out together with a bunch of conservative bigwigs. It’s just that my master was in a daze for a long time to tell me to do what I wanted to do... Her friends must be the bigwigs , Are they all pretending to be crazy and foolish to escape the sanctions of the rules like my master?

My master was waiting outside. When she was not moving, she was the same as she was on Fengyin Mountain, indifferent and calm, with a bit of arrogance.But as soon as she opened her mouth, I felt that she was a different person. She was like an old man who had been mean for half her life and suddenly saw her grandson. Love radiated from every pore, and she took my senior sister with a slight smile.

I watched from the window and shivered for a while. I was afraid that this master was also a creature with high IQ simulated by the "main program". I have never seen my master show such a pleasant and even gentle expression to my senior sister...

My senior sister is obviously not too used to it, just like a poor little girl that no one likes suddenly becomes a little princess who is loved by thousands of people. My senior sister is only used to being a lonely swordsman and has no intention of being treated gently by my master. ...But it seemed to be good, she subconsciously lowered her head to avoid Master's hand, and immediately leaned forward again, but she was not used to acting like a baby, so she just smiled softly.

Xi Yi followed behind, I don't know if my senior sister showed her some pleasing and active actions during the time I passed out, such as a kiss?Or a confession?admit?But I don't think so. Every time my senior sister turned her back to her, Xi Yi would look at her with a gloomy expression... I was in the midst of gossip, Xi Yi had already started the car, and my master treated her coldly.

The car drove away, and I leaned on the window sill with my arms propped up, silently sinking into the world of novels and continuing to write that clumsy story.

I read the keywords stipulated by Xi Yi and my senior sister, and I wrote very slowly, plus I had a headache... time passed extremely slowly.

I always caused trouble for Master, when I was Ling Xiao, and now I am... I review the past experience, combined with all the information I know from Xi Yi and Senior Sister, slowly piece together and recall the past world .

When I was not awakened, I unconsciously wrote about my friend Tang Yi. I thought it was a fictional character, but after I awakened, I looked at the past experience...Dream is the desire to fly in a watermelon car Bar?

I stared at the screen for a long time, I want to change Tang Yi's story before I came here, I want to write her more positively.

No, no, my friend is not like this, she has her own reasons for doing things... It's not good for me to change without authorization.

But, but... I don't understand.

I put down the novel and hugged my head, thinking, if I were Tang Yi, what would I do all this for.

Fiction can be made up, and if the logic does not match, it means that the author is not strong enough.But Tang Yi does exist, unless her previous image was all a disguise, otherwise there is no basis for what happened later... But how could I discredit her in the early stage?

She is a gray area that cannot be blackened or whitened. Not long ago, she represented the light.

save the world?Save the world with false illusions?Look at where we are, we didn't consider staying here to accept the illusory setting and live happily... Besides, if she really wants to use false illusions to create religion, she shouldn't confront me in reality... ...which is useless.

After recalling Tang Yi's story, I really had a splitting headache. I lay down by the window to rest, and the door suddenly opened.

"Hey, master...brother?"

Standing at the door is obedience, to be precise, obedience of this world.

Before we came, he was thrown at home as a fool, and his senior sister went back to take care of him. He was unconscious and would just smile silly. If it wasn't for his obedient face, we wouldn't have taken a second look .Cong Ming is not here, we all know this.

But he came suddenly. The distance between the hospital and our small hut is quite far, five or six kilometers in a straight line. Could it be that the senior brother?

I turned my head, but quickly confirmed that it was not my brother, he still smiled silly and approached me silently.

I suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis, I closed the computer between my ribs, opened the window and jumped out.

Ka——The ax that Simulated Congming found from nowhere directly smashed my hospital bed. Even if he is a fool, his body is also the size of my senior brother. The terrifying power made my skin crawl and I almost fell halfway. .

There are protective nets above the third floor of the hospital, and I cannot jump out. When I jumped out, I was holding the curtains in my hand, so I am hanging in the air now.

The ax simulating obedience hit the curtain, I twisted my waist urgently, reached for the air-conditioning duct, and squeezed it with my hand.

However, in this virtual world, my physical strength is not enough... I just barely buffered it and fell down.

I protected my head for the first time, and the computer fell as soon as it fell.

However, there is no unparalleled road, probably because of my light body, I fell into the flowers on the second floor, knocked over a large area of ​​neatly trimmed shrubs and a piece of tulips, and rolled on the spot, with the computer in my arms.The simulated obedience stood by the window, looking down indifferently.

I suddenly thought of "The Shining", and couldn't help but shudder.

Suddenly there was a gust of cold wind behind me, and I turned my head. On the road in the evening, everyone stopped in place, turned their heads, and looked at me expressionlessly.

A man picked up huge garden shears from the ground and ran towards me.

Mobile phone, mobile phone, I touched the mobile phone urgently, but the newly bought mobile phone was left on the bedside!

I was supposed to be damned, and now that I'm alive, the sanctions continue.

I put down the computer tentatively, and everyone walked towards me in neat steps without changing their eyes.

It's for me.

To kill me.

So I picked up the computer and looked at it vigilantly. It was blocked in all directions... Even above my head, there was a cold face imitating obedience.

I am surrounded.

I turned on the computer, and there was an internet connection.

I kept stepping back, selected all the chapters in one go, and posted them.

The gardening scissors had already rushed over, I dodged it, picked up a brick on the ground and hit him on the head, and immediately opened the live broadcast platform.

This is my old profession... After I woke up, I planned to see what the live broadcast in this world was like, so I registered early.

The camera pointed at the road: "Dear viewers and friends! Pay attention to the anchor and don't get lost! The anchor will live broadcast the murder at the intersection..."

Everyone's steps stopped abruptly, as if the clockwork had run out, then they turned their heads and walked calmly in their respective directions.

I raised my head and looked at the sunset sky.