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27. Are you a tease invited by the monkey?

With his extraordinary sixth sense and eyes that are not blind, Kang Ningmeng is sure that Xie Wuya has something to do, and it's a big deal.

He originally wanted to have a good chat with Xie Wuya, but it can be seen that Xie Wuya is being questioned by Ding Xian.

Ding Xian's face was cold and resolute, he seemed to be very excited, and he kept talking endlessly.

Xie Wuya's expression was gray, and he would occasionally reply to Ding Xian with a sentence or two.

What the hell are these two talking about?Kang Ning, who couldn't read lips, was puzzled, as if being scratched by a cat's paw, very unbearable.

"Okay! It's another lingering emotional entanglement. Xuyang City is really a good place. The cool wind has faith, and the wind and moon are boundless!" A voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Kang Ning turned his head abruptly, and found that it was a young man in a long green shirt, with clear features and eyes, and he was already at the age of crowning.

The man had a pen and some thin sheets of paper in his hand.

He looked at Ding Xian and Xie Wuya from time to time, thought for a while, and wrote something on the paper.

Kang Ningmeng felt that this person was behaving strangely, so he couldn't help but glance at what was written on the person's paper.

He always forgot the fact that he was semi-literate.

Seeing that Kang Ning wanted to see him, the man neither covered nor hid, and was open and frank.

Kang Ningmeng took a hard look at it, and his eyes were fixed on the only word he knew, "undress and untie".

It seems that this is definitely not a serious thing.

Kang Ningmeng was going to wash his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the man grabbed Kang Ningmeng and said familiarly, "What do you think of my writing?" He was full of expectations.

Kang Ningmeng was also an acquaintance, and he was embarrassed to tell him that he didn't know the characters, so he had to reply, "The characters are not bad, and it looks like Zhang Xu, the sage of cursive." Then he felt that something was wrong.

I don't know if people from this dynasty have ever heard of the grass sage Zhang Xu?

After the man heard it, he smiled embarrassedly, "I forgot. When I got an inspiration, I would write freely and quickly, and probably no one could understand it except me."

He shook the wet ink on the paper, "It's all right, let me read it to you."

"On a certain day, a certain month and a certain year, Jiyang City Ding's great scribe and his student had a tryst in... eh..." The man found that his handwriting was so freehand that even he couldn't recognize it.

But Kang Ningmeng understood, he was suddenly at a loss for words, stared at the man for a long time before asking, "Da Yue?"

Da Yue was surprised, "How do you know me? No wonder you look familiar to me!"

Kang Ningmeng took a few steps back unconsciously, and kept a safe distance from Da Yue. Unexpectedly, seeing him take a step back, Da Yue would take two steps forward.

Lord... where are you?Come on, let's work together...QAQ was wiped out by Dai Yue.

Kang Ningmeng cried out inwardly.

"I, my friend bought your "Longyang Fengyue"." There is also "Longyang Fengyue" with a changed cover, and the out-of-print "Longyang Fengyue".

Hearing this, Da Yue looked up at the sky with a sad expression on his face.

"Actually, selling books is just because I want to support my family. I don't like it at all. Writing novels is my hobby and the career I've pursued all my life!" Da Yue clenched his fists, "I'm a man who wants to be a novelist!"

In ancient times, the XX family was very powerful.

If Ye Lingyun was present, he would definitely complain with Kang Ningmeng: Anyone who has a dream is amazing!

"How many people are there in your family?" Kang Ningmeng asked, anticipating that Da Yue worked hard all day to support his family, traveled around, and cheated.

Da Yue pointed to himself, "Just one, if one person is full, the whole family will be fine."

Kang Ningmeng's smile was a little stiff, he always felt that this Da Yue had already started digging holes for him.

"Since I arrived in Sunrise City, my inspiration has been surging all day long, inexhaustible!" Da Yue looked forward to the future, "I believe that the bookstore in Sunrise City will be able to discern talents and publish my books. Novel! In this way, I don’t have to write and sell my own book every day, which will seriously hit my creative passion and shorten my creative time!”

Cough cough... Most of the bookstores in Sunrise City are in the hands of Ding Xian. If Da Yue's book can really be published, then Ding Xian is quite careless.

Kang Ningmeng thought so.

"Do you think my story is good? It is a taboo teacher-student relationship, and a great scholar who has read poetry and books. Adding some ambiguity and ambiguity, I believe that once it is published, it will definitely cause a sensation in the entire Xuyang. city!"

Oh, so the content of the story is like this.

Na Kang Ningmeng believed that even if Ding Xian was careless, he would burn Da Yue's manuscripts and beat him out of Xuyang City.

However, the taboo relationship and the great Confucianism who has read poetry and books thoroughly poke at a place in him that has been suppressed, a problem that he has never dared to look directly at.

"You can go to Hanzhou City to try." Kang Ningmeng replied honestly, and sincerely suggested, "Rising Sun City is probably useless."

Da Yue was embarrassed to tell Kang Ningmeng that he wrote a novel based on Duan Tong Qingxiao from Qianlong Jianzong on the edge of Hanzhou City as the prototype, and it was republished, and finally the book was passed on to the prototype.Duan Tong, who happened to be one of the prototypes, was the head of the Qianlong Sword Sect and ordered the disciples of the Sword Sect to bring Da Yue back to the Qianlong Sword Sect. Dayue had to leave Hanzhou City and flee to Xuyang for refuge.

"Is it because the subject matter is not pleasing?" Dai Yue asked.

Kang Ningmeng nodded, "You are not only unpleasant, you are very unpleasant!"

"Then..." Da Yue thought over and over again, reluctantly giving up, "Then I have no choice but to continue the story of the city owner and his disciples!"

Kang Ningmeng nodded halfway before realizing something was wrong, "What are you talking about? Which city lord? Which disciple?"

"Of course they are the city lord of Sunrise City, the disciples of the city lord of Sunrise City. I often hear that they are very close to each other. It seems that they have the meaning of breaking their sleeves and dividing their peaches." Da Yue shared the trivial news he heard while drinking tea every day. Tell Kang Ningmeng.

"How can you believe rumors?" Kang Ningmeng was furious, the person spreading the rumors was really irresponsible.

"There must be a reason for the groundless rumors." Dai Yue said, his "Longyang Fengyue" was written based on them, and the sales were very good, which made him earn a lot of money.

But he has artistic pursuits, writing is a hobby, a hobby, not just for cheating people and making money!

Kang Ningmeng suddenly lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, "But how did I hear that the servants of the city lord of Xuyang City have an ambiguous relationship with the deputy city lord of Xuyang City?"

Da Yue was surprised, "Deputy city lord? You mean! Gu Bai?"

Kang Ningmeng nodded seriously.

Da Yue didn't know whether what Kang Ningmeng said was true or not, but he still decided to write it down.

He touched his waist and panicked, "Where's my book bag?"

The materials that Da Yue had saved for several days were all in the book bag. He remembered that the book bag was always tied around his waist. Why did it disappear?

Kang Ning Mengben also wanted to make a long story, adding oil and vinegar to talk about the story of the deputy city lord and the retainers. Seeing Da Yue like this, the words came out of his mouth, and turned to "Are you a funny comparison invited by a monkey?"

As for the bookbag being picked up by Gu Bai, Xuyang City launched a vigorous anti-pornography operation, that is another story.

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