I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 136 So-and-so Night Tour in Fengdu City

noon the next day.

Last night he didn't sleep until midnight, Ji Zhuo got up at noon as usual.

After washing up, he touched his phone and glanced at the Penguin messages sent by several contacts.

"Ben Mo: Thank you, boss, everyone in the editorial department has received the signed book.

Pen and ink: In addition, Modu Publishing House wants to publish your "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals", and there is no opinion on the first novel, so let me ask for your opinion by the way. "

"Clumsy and uncommon: OK, I don't have any objections, let Modu Publishing House send over the contract."

Finally, his only book that has not yet been published has been targeted. Ji Zhuo has no objection to this, as he can make some money.

"Editor-in-Chief Qian of Huating Publishing House: Mr. Bugong, because of the enthusiasm of the readers and the promotion from the cultural department, "The Bird in the Cage" may need to be printed more."

"Clumsy and uncommon: OK."

The previous current missions are over, and now it is natural that the sales of "The Bird in the Cage" are as high as possible.

"Pioneering film and television screenwriter: Mr. Ji. The animation production team has already started the preparatory work for the animation adaptation of "The Shepherd Boy Seeking Immortals". You may be needed for the script...

Pioneer film and television screenwriter: I am not urging you, the script must take time to polish.

Clumsy and extraordinary: so fast? "

Does the animation production team of Pioneer Film and Television not rest? How long has it been since the finale of the first season of "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals"?

"Pioneer Film and Television Screenwriter: The animation production team felt that the production cycle of this animation might be longer than the previous mortal cultivating immortals, so they tried to start preparations as early as possible.

Pioneer Film and Television Screenwriter: There is no need for a script, Mr. Ji, you can polish it slowly. "

The animation adapted from "The Shepherd Boy Looking for Immortals" should be more relaxed and healing, but it is more troublesome to make.

"Clumsy and uncommon: OK."

Ji Zhuo replied again, as for the script... As for the cooperation with Pioneer Film and Television last time, they really didn't rush...

Don't worry about the script either...

……

Responded to messages from each contact in turn.

Ji Zhuo looked again at some text messages from the operator and the bank on his phone.

By the way, I also saw my bank card balance,

After so many months, the income in the bank card finally exceeded the system's one-month incentive fund... It's really sad to say.

But should I think about whether to buy a house in Shanghai.

It's good to live in this set now, why don't you just buy it?
As for the matter of buying a villa in Shanghai, Ji Zhuo thinks it can be shelved.

Just these messy thoughts went through my mind,

Ji Zhuo also washed up, put the phone aside,
He entered the study and sat down at the desk.

I made a decision yesterday, and today I am going to start writing a new book.

While waiting for the computer to turn on, Ji Zhuo turned his head and looked out the study window,
The sun is just right today, reflected by the window, and there is some wind blowing outside, but it doesn't look hot.

Although you can't see the green trees and leaves in the community, you can still hear the slight rustling of the branches and leaves.

Under the rustling, the room seemed extraordinarily quiet.

"call……"

The weather was nice and the mood was right, Ji Zhuo had a smile on his face.

Turning the head again, facing the codeword software that was just opened on the computer,
Looking at other books I have written before,

After a pause, I created a new book,
Then I paused for a long time while facing the title of this new book,

Only the box where the title of the book is to be entered is left, and the cursor flickers.

I already have some ideas about the new book in my heart, but the title has not been decided yet.

"Enter Fengdu City at night?"

"A night tour of the underworld?"

"Forget it... sum it up."

"Night Tour Fengdu City."

Ji Zhuo paused and typed the title of the new book.

Originally, he wanted to take the title of a book about a certain night tour in Fengdu City - it fits the theme of his new book myth,

But... the protagonist's name has not been chosen yet, so he can only give up.

Click on this newly created new book,
Create a new chapter,
The title of the book has been chosen, and then the introduction.

Ji Zhuo put his hands on the keyboard,
The crackling sound of keyboard tapping in the gap sounded in the room,
I have just written a new book, so I am still stumped. The most frequently clicked button is the backspace and delete keys.

Ji Zhuo edited and edited this introduction,
"Introduction: Take the Yellow Spring Road, cross the Naihe Wang River, and stand in front of the Sansheng Stone.

Drink Mengpo soup, enter the underworld of Fengdu, and stay on the stage for a long time to look at the hometown.

It's hard to turn back..."

Repeatedly deleting and editing, and writing such an introductory couplet that I don't know how to calculate neatly, Ji Zhuo is still not satisfied, and may revise it later.

The originally calm state of mind became a little irritated, and the rustling of the branches and leaves of the trees outside the window felt a little noisy.

"call……"

Ji Zhuo took a long breath,
After rubbing his forehead to calm down,

Just started a new chapter, ready to start writing the main text.

Facing the blank codeword interface, Ji Zhuo paused again,
Put your hands on the mechanical keyboard again,

The sound of keyboard tapping resounded in the study,

Words and sentences also gradually emerged on the code word software.

"...When I fell asleep, there was still a violent storm outside the temple, and the wind with raindrops kept drilling into the temple through the gaps made by the wooden windows, whether it was worm-eaten or decayed, and the rain mixed with some sawdust and wood slag was dripping on the window sills .”

"It's the rainy season, and the smoothed mud walls on all sides are covered with mildew spots, and the flattened ground on the ground is soaked by rain and the ground is a bit muddy,"

"Zhang Cheng couldn't put the only high table in the temple behind the temple gate before going to bed, lest the dilapidated wooden door be blown away by the strong wind."

"The incense candles that had been lit in the temple had already been blown out by the wind, leaving only the smiling face of the land lord looming in the night. Zhang Cheng, who was blocked by the heavy rain in the land temple, had to curl up beside the altar of the land lord , the land lord who doesn't care about a little wind and rain shielded him from the wind, but fell asleep at some point."

"... When he woke up for the first time, Zhang Cheng opened his heavy eyelids drowsily, and found in a daze that there was no movement of the storm and wind outside the house, but he couldn't see the outside of the house clearly through the window, like the night after the rain. It was pitch black, and then, Zhang Chengcheng couldn't bear the drowsiness anymore and fell asleep.

When he woke up again in a daze for the second time, he heard someone calling him again. The voice seemed distant and near, and he felt familiar but couldn't remember where he heard it. Zhang Cheng felt his head was heavy and opened his eyes with difficulty. But he found an old man who was drenched in the rain standing in front of him. "

……

"Zhang Cheng... the rain stopped, go home, Zhang Cheng..."

"Zhang Cheng...wake up, the rain has stopped, it's time to go home...it's time to go home..."

The old man was holding a wooden stick and had a white beard, but there was some rain on the beard.
Just laughing, he called Zhang Cheng in a warm voice.

Zhang Cheng was in a daze, he just felt that his whole body was hard and heavy, as if he was carrying a huge boulder weighing ten thousand catties,

But seeing left and right, the rain stopped at some point, the wind also stopped, and there was a dead silence.

At some point in the earth temple, a thick fog got in, but the fog was not white, but it seemed to be dyed in the night.

The mud walls of the Earth Temple can no longer be seen.

And the incense candles in the temple were lit again at some point, and the light dispelled the thick fog, illuminating the small area of ​​Zhangcheng.

"...Get up, it's time to go home, it's time to go home..."

The smiling old man stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang Cheng's wrist,
At this moment, Zhang Cheng's thoughts are still confused, and his throat is too interfered, so he can't speak.

The old man pulled him, and he followed the old man and stood up from under the altar.

"...Let's go, let's go, it's time to go home..."

Zhang Cheng's mind was still heavy,
The old man leaned on a stick in one hand and took down the burning candles on the altar with the other.
Hold it in your hand and guide Zhang Cheng the way.

The light of the candle follows the old man,
The light from the candle barely illuminated a dirt road under my feet.

"Let's go, let's go... It's time to go home..."

The old man led the way, but Zhang Cheng unconsciously followed when his mind sank.

I just felt that the old man's voice was familiar, so I followed the old man and walked forward with difficulty.

out of the temple gate,

There is still a thick fog outside, and only the path under the feet illuminated by the candlelight can be seen.

The road, meandering, twisting and twisting, in the thick fog on both sides of the road, quiet and dead,

He raised his head but looked at the sky, the sky was also gray.

There is a fork in the winding path.

Zhang Cheng, who was still in a daze, walked on that side road unconsciously.

"Hey... this way, this way... follow me, follow me... don't mess around..."

The old man pulled Zhang Cheng back behind him,

Zhang Cheng followed the old man again,

After crossing that fork in the road, my whole body felt more and more difficult, but it became lighter and lighter.
The whole body became more and more relaxed, and some ideas gradually appeared in the drowsy and chaotic mind, and some voices seemed to be able to come out from the astringent throat.
But Zhang Cheng saw that the old man became more and more familiar with him.
Attached to the wooden stick, with a white beard and a kind face,
Isn't this the land in the temple?

As soon as the thought came through, I was startled suddenly, and stopped in place,
"Zhang Cheng, don't stay on this road too long, just follow me."

The candle in Tu Tu's hand flickered, and he turned around to call Zhang Cheng again.

Zhang Cheng felt his teeth were sour, full of panic and bitterness,

"Master Land, don't coax me, I'm afraid this is not the way for me to go back."

"Could it be that the heavy rain in the Earth Temple drowned me, and I froze to death... People say to go to the underworld, the first stop is the Earth Temple."

Zhang Cheng said, but he became more and more panicked as if he couldn't step on the bottom.

"...Don't panic, don't panic...Not yet, not yet...Don't be alarmed, it's really bad if you break your body."

The land master hurriedly comforted Zhang Cheng and patted Zhang Cheng's quilt a few times before suppressing Zhang Cheng's uncontrollable fear.

"...Then this is me?"

Zhang Cheng hurriedly asked again.

"Laosheng, you are a noble person. I saw that you just happened to be out of your soul, and I took you into the underworld."

"Wait for dawn, and I will send you back again."

"Noble man? What kind of noble man am I? I just work in my spare time, and I'm just a shabby householder who works in farming. I have no father, no mother, no wife and no children. I'm just a lowly life."

Hearing that he could go back, Zhang Cheng's mood eased a lot, and he asked what he didn't understand.

"In the yang world, there are the rules of the yang world, and in the yin world, there are the rules of the yin world. In the old days, the king of the Tang Dynasty had to borrow a treasury of gold and silver from the poor man who sold water to buy the road."

"Zhang Cheng, come with me..."

The land lord leads the way again,
Zhang Cheng looked back, but saw that he could no longer see the way he came, so he could only follow the land master.

Talking along the way.

"...Master Land, could this be Huangquan Road? Then when will we enter the gate of hell?"

"...Huangquan Road, Guimenguan, after Guimenguan, Huangquan Road, stepping on Huangquan Road, is to enter Guimenguan, this is Huangquan Road."

"Why don't you see other dead souls?"

"Everyone has his own way to go. The young man is a noble person. Although the road is winding, it is still smooth. Those who have done evil have chains and shackles along the way, but the way is difficult."

"After this section of the road, on the main road, later generations will be able to see other dead souls rushing everywhere."

……

"Crackling..."

The keyboard sounded in the room, Ji Zhuo revised and corrected, started to write, and gradually wrote smoothly.

The blank interface on the codeword software is gradually filled with words,

Ji Zhuo wrote Chapter 1 of this new book.

Chapter 1 doesn't have much content,
It is the protagonist Zhang Cheng who is trapped behind the Earth Temple by wind and rain,
The soul left the body, and set foot on Huangquan Road with the land in the temple to visit the underworld.

The plot continues,

Zhang Cheng, who was talking with the land master, also arrived at the first place where he entered the underworld.

"Egou Ridge and Jinji Mountain are both in one piece. One side is Egou Ridge, and the other side is Jinji Mountain."

"Wicked people who cross the Evil Dog Ridge will be snatched away, and the flesh will be bitten off. Although the soul is intact, the pain is unbearable."

"Jinji Mountain is for those who are born with sour teeth and sharp mouth, and those who hurt others with bad words. As the saying goes, a good word will warm the winter three times, and bad words will hurt people in June. , until the tongue is rotten."

"The younger generation is a noble person, so you don't need to pass through the Egouling Jinji Mountain, just pass between the two mountains."

Before Egouling and Jinjishan, the protagonist Zhang Cheng finally saw other dead souls,

The other dead souls didn't look like him. There was an apprentice master following him, just a ghost soldier with a blue face and a cold face, and a ghost soldier led a large number of people.
When the land lord was explaining to Zhang Cheng, other dead souls beside him also heard it.

Most of the dead souls still looked as usual, but two of them were a little scared,

One of them was a 56-year-old man with a fat head and big ears. Hearing what the land said, he looked at the vicious dogs that were already salivating on the side of the mountain, and their sharp teeth seemed to still have flesh and blood in their mouths.

Backing away, swallowing and spitting,
And the other was an old lady with a pale face. Hearing this, his face became even paler, and he kept saying some words of blessing.

"...The land lord, I was a pig butcher when I was alive, and this one kills a lot...I can't pass the Egou Ridge."

The man with fat head and big ears swallowed again, wanting to ask the ghost pawn who was escorting a group of dead souls, but the ghost pawn was indifferent,

He turned his head and yelled carefully at the land master over here, and asked.

"It's the butcher's duty to kill. It's not a crime. It's just the point of his evil spirit. Those dogs might be afraid of you."

The land smiled and turned around to answer.

"That's fine, that's fine..."

The butcher heaved a sigh of relief, nodded his head and thanked him backwards,
Among this group of people, only the old lady is still intimidated.
The butcher seemed to be fine, leaving her alone, but she was even more frightened,

He opened his mouth and wanted to ask the land, but no sound came out.

The land looked at the group of dead souls and said,

"Hurt people with bad words. When you enter the underworld, it's the same as hurting people with knives or other weapons. It's the same if you kill people with words."

The land's words seemed to be addressed to the old lady, and the old lady's face was even paler.
On the contrary, the protagonist, Zhang Cheng, looked more at the butcher.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost pawn with the green face and fangs drove the group of dead souls away again,
The old lady had collapsed on the ground in fright, but she was still being dragged forward.

And the land is leading Zhang Cheng to walk the road without dogs and chickens,

I could hear the screams of the people on both sides of the mountain,
"...that old lady, her teeth were sour and her mouth sharp. The daughter-in-law in the neighbor's house gave birth to a girl, and the daughter-in-law in her family gave birth to a boy. She was useless to the old lady in the other house and the other's daughter-in-law, saying that the son was useless. Blessing."

"The old lady next door vomited, and hanged herself that night... It's just that the retribution was not good. The old lady next door fell on the tree at the door of the house. The old lady saw it when she got up in the middle of the night, and she was also scared on the spot. died."

It seems that the land knew about the old lady, and told Zhang Cheng,

"Passing the Wild Dog Ridge, Jinji Mountain, to the front, the neighbor's old lady is still waiting for him."

"The old lady next door scared the old lady to death, is she guilty?"

"If it scares others to death, it is more or less a crime, but scaring the old lady to death can only be regarded as karma. There may be some karma, but it is not a crime."

Land looked back at Wu Mu and said so.

Wu Mu nodded, and continued to move forward following the land.

We arrived at Wangxiang Terrace.

　The legend of the underworld is a bit messy, so I come here according to my own.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)