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When Han Qiongzhi saw that Li Qingshan was not in his mind, he smiled slightly, and waved in front of him without knowing it, "What are you thinking about?"
Li Qingshan said: "I want to deal with this little brother Chu's countermeasures."
Han Qiongzhi frowned and said, "Is there really a way?"
"Try it." Li Qingshan smiled slightly, his bronzed face filled with sunny confidence.
Ripples in Han Qiongzhi's heart, the cup stopped in his hand.
"Sister Han, please lead you back."
Qian Rongzhi came to Zhuxuan Qian, bowed his head and bowed, as if he had never heard of everything in front of him.
"Thank you for your wine." Han Qiongzhi put down his wine glass and hurried away as if to escape.
Li Qingshan watched her leave, and fell on Qian Rongzhi, his smile disappeared suddenly, turning into a winter's solemnity.
"Qian Rongzhi, am I looking for you? Can you explain to me about the ancient wind city?"
Regarding what Qian Rongzhi did, Gu Yanying gave a password. It was a little bit of protection for this great “Nighthawk”, so there were not many people who knew the inside story. Li Qingshan also relied on his knowledge of Qian Rongzhi to guess one or two.
Qian Rongzhi walked to the corridor, sat down diagonally, picked up the wine glass left by Han Qiongzhi, poured himself under Li Qingshan's attention, and then began to tell what happened.
After listening, Li Qingshan couldn't help sighing. During the months of his retreat, although her cultivation level hadn't improved much, she was not idle, she was working in her own way.
"This matter, you will not be in any danger, Xiao An will not be in any danger, and I am not qualified to remind you."
"Can you be sure that there is no danger?"
"No. But the blame is that we are too weak. From today, I can't leave the Baijia Jingyuan anymore." Qian Rongzhi drank a cup.
Li Qingshan knew that no matter how badly the Mary White Lotus was injured, killing her was as easy as crushing a bug. She, the number one traitor of the White Lotus Sect, had to live carefully since then. Relying on treason for profit. The price must be paid for his betrayal in the end.
"Gu commander promised me that if I can build the foundation, I will take me to Ruyi County."
Li Qingshan said: "It turns out that she has arranged a back road for you."
"Back road? Can't go out of a hundred schools. How long will it take me to build the foundation, ten, twenty, fifty years? The biggest possibility is that I can't build the foundation, even if I can barely build it. It's in Ruyi County. Can you live in peace?" Qian Rongzhi smiled sadly. Gu Yanying gave her a generous reward, but she was not Xiao An, Chu Tian, or even Li Qingshan. With her aptitude, being able to cultivate to the sixth level of the refining tool, even if it is pitiful.
She hated Gu Yanying uncontrollably in her heart, hated her for manipulating herself like a pawn, hated her for seeing through her hatred, but still didn't care about it. I hate myself even more for not having the ability to take a bite.
Li Qingshan was silent, hated by a golden core monk. No matter how hard it is to have her in the world, this vicious woman who walked to the Baijiajingyuan with him, although it looks beautiful, has walked on an unbelievable road.
Qian Rongzhi stood up suddenly and took out a bunch of things from the treasure bag. Large amounts of pills and spirit stones, including one Dao Xing Pill, many middle-grade high-grade spiritual weapons, and a top-grade spiritual tool. Dao Xing Dan and the best spirit weapon were given by Gu Yanying, for a Qi refiner. It is simply a treasure.
Li Qingshan also doubted whether Qian Rongzhi was drunk, and he was even more drunk than Chu Danqing.
"I'm going to perform the task. I will keep these things for you first. If I can't come back, I'll give them to Xiao An."
"Now?" Li Qingshan was also taken aback. He heard that the powerful monks knew some arithmetic techniques. As soon as she went out now, wouldn't she be throwing herself into the trap, I am afraid that the mother of white lotus would be tortured to death.
"I don't want to die, but I don't want to live like this." Qian Rongzhi smiled charmingly and gathered her hair together. She had just tamed her destiny and could plan and plan according to her own will. Now because of the White Lotus Sect, she has no room for toss and turns, and any plan is full of the possibility of failure. This situation is even more intolerable to her than death.
Now, she is going to fight her fate again, just so that she can never live on it again.
At this moment, the sky was distorted, and the dense fog once again sealed off the Baijia Zhudao. After days of rush repairs, the Dragon Snake Array finally became operational again to protect the disciples of the Hundred Family.
In the Hundred Schools of Classics, many disciples stopped, walked out of the building, and looked up.
They whispered to each other: "This is great!"
"I used to feel quite restrained, but now I feel like I don't have any clothes."
Countless panicked hearts were calmed down because of the restart of this great array.
Qian Rongzhi laughed at himself, left Yunxu Island, left the Hundred Schools of Classics, and stepped into the treacherous fate.
Li Qingshan silently put away those things, neither blessing nor cursing.
Glancing at the sky, he went back to the room and started writing.
The ball of paper fell to the ground, Li Qingshan was distressed, Li Bai Doujiu poems one hundred poems, but he could not write a fairy tale about Li Qingshan Doujiu
There was a flash of inspiration in his heart, and Li Qingshan got up, "This story is not written like that!"
When they came to Yunxushe, Sun Fubai and Liu Chuanfeng were making intense revisions to his novel, but the amount of work was not insignificant. A million-word novel needs to be revised as soon as it is changed, and it must be able to echo the past and the back. Even if you don't sleep, you can't finish it in a few days.
Sun Fubai also said: "Qingshan, this time is too hasty."
"Only try my best." Li Qingshan said to Liu Chuanfeng again: "Help me draw something."
"I don't have time!" Liu Chuanfeng cried.
"Then I'll go find another painter." Li Qingshan remembered that Yunxu She also had many painters, who were originally dedicated to drawing illustrations for novels.
Li Qingshan clicked on a young painter who knows how to draw meticulous paintings, and then said what he thought, and then they drew pictures.
After visiting Li Qingshan, everyone in the Yunxu Society knew that this one was one of the three major proprietors, so how dare to neglect, and quickly took out the strength to paint.
Li Qingshan meditated, and after a while, a painter handed over the sample paintings he had painted: "My boss, you think this is possible." The other painter also hurriedly increased the speed.
When Li Qingshan saw it, it turned out to be lifelike, exquisite and extraordinary. The image of a poor boy appeared on paper, but Li Qingshan shook his head: "No, the painting is great!"
The two painters looked at each other when they painted well.
"This is for children. Try to be as simple and clear as possible, and don't leave blank, but full color." Li Qingshan affirmed his thoughts in his heart. This story has to use pictures to express that kind of magic. , What he read is a picture book.
And it must be ensured that children know very few words by looking at the pictures. Then I thought about it, what he is doing now is no longer so-called novels, but comic strips or comics.
However, the original novelist was just hearsay, not confined to words, no matter what method he used, as long as people knew and believed, he wanted to use painter's method to defeat the painter.
After staying at the Yunxu Club until the evening, I finally settled on the style of painting. However, the paintings drawn by the two painters are still much more refined than the book in his memory.
Then immediately summoned all the painters who are good at painting meticulous paintings and started to imitate the drawing. The story is very simple, with a total of less than a hundred pages of paintings.
In the end, Li Qingshan added a naive narration under the painting, and it became a picture book.
Li Qingshan is holding it in his hand. This manuscript is the key to summoning the characters in the book, and it also defeats the assassin of the painter Chu Danqing.
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Qinghe Mansion, sixty miles away, in a small town.
Boom boom boom, boom boom boom, the shopkeeper bit the rattle and carried the pole, and walked through the alleys paved with bluestone.
In the alley, the door opened, and a little head poked out: "Uncle shopkeeper, do you have any sugar?"
"Yes, sesame candies, maltose, sweet flaky candies, everything!" The shopkeeper shouted and sang a list of product names.
A group of children sprang out like little monkeys and gathered around the shopkeeper, holding several copper plates in their palms.
"What is this?" A child saw the pile of brightly colored picture books on the goods, with four words written on it. He only recognized the word "horse".
The shopkeeper said: "Just have a sharp eye, take it and see."
The children have one copy in their hands. It seems that they may not understand the content of the book. The exquisite paintings alone attract their minds, and their hearts are suddenly shaken. Should they buy sugar or a book
"How much is this book? I bought it!" said a fat boy, who had more copper plates in his hand than his friends.
"I'll buy it too!" said the eldest child. He had read in the private school and understood the following text. He was immediately attracted by the story in the book, even if he didn't eat candy, he still wanted to buy it.
The shopkeeper said: "No money, it's a gift, one copy per person, not a lot of money!"
The children cheered.
"Can I take it too?" A child said timidly. Compared with the padded jacket on his companion, his patched clothes looked very thin. He didn't have a copper plate in his hand, just to join in the fun.
"Take it!" The shopkeeper casually stuffed two lumps of candy into the child's mouth, and gave these books out. The money he got was more than usual for selling whole loads. He was very happy to have a good year.
The shopkeeper walked away, and the children gathered together.
"It's beautiful." "What is this painting!"
The eldest child, Mr. Xuezhu coughed twice: "Come on, I'll read it to you!"
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Sun Shuping took a new chapter of the manuscript from Sun Fubai, and planned to go back and review it first, and then he would teach it to other storytellers after thinking about what to say.
Although I feel that the book is not as good as it was when it was not changed, but fortunately, there is not much change, and some key points, if you can say it, will be more brilliant. It is also very interesting to cut Guangmingding with a single blow.
That little boss looks young, and this book-writing ability is really good, much better than the second boss, Fengyue Master.
PS: Take Singles’ Day as if it doesn’t exist. Yes, just ignore it. It’s not important for women. As long as you have a monthly pass, it’s enough. Is my biggest motivation.)
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