Tomb Raiders View Shan Taibao

Chapter 63 I'm Just a Book Writer
Just as he went down to the first floor with the steaming noodle soup, someone rang the doorbell. Feng Sijiu calmly put the noodle on the dining table in the living room.

Then he opened the door and walked out, and at a glance, he saw a group of people standing outside the iron gate, and the two people who took the lead standing in the front were naturally Hei Lizi and Wu Yiping.

The black cripple looks very energetic today, his white hair is combed back, he is wearing a light blue Tang suit with moiré patterns, and he is holding a yellow rosewood walking stick in his hand at this time, he is very dignified .

On the other hand, Wu Yiping next to him, with his shiny hair combed three to seven points, wearing a suit and leather shoes, and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his eyes, has a strong literati temperament, and looks more like a secretary.

As soon as Feng Sijiu came out to show his face, the black cripple hurriedly pulled his wrinkled old face and said with a smile:

"Oh, Xiaoyou Feng, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I look even more handsome. I hope you don't blame the old man for coming here uninvited."

"Although I also think I'm handsome, but Mr. Hei, if you come here early in the morning just to praise my appearance, then you can invite me back."

The black cripple looked embarrassed, thinking that this little friend Feng was really shameless, and Feng Sijiu was just joking, he stepped forward to open the iron gate, and then welcomed the two of them in.

When he saw that the men brought by Wu Yiping wanted to follow in, Feng Sijiu didn't dare to put himself in the crowd, so he quickly reached out his hand to stop him and said:
"Everyone, my temple is small and cannot accommodate so many people."

After hearing this, Wu Yiping knew what Feng Sijiu meant, so he asked his subordinates to wait outside. Seeing this, Feng Sijiu closed the door.

Leading them all the way into the living room on the first floor, Feng Sijiu sat down on the sofa, then picked up the egg noodle soup on the table, looked at the two people opposite and said:

"Old Hei, Patriarch Wu, sit down wherever you want, I haven't had breakfast yet, do you mind if I eat breakfast first?"

After Feng Sijiu finished speaking, his eyes inadvertently glanced back and forth between Hei Zizi and Wu Yiping. Seeing that their expressions didn't change much, they didn't seem to be angry.

And the black cripple, after hearing Feng Sijiu's words, said with a smile that it's okay, it seems that the two of them are not in a hurry to tell the purpose of this visit, and they look very patient.

Seeing this situation, Feng Sijiu didn't bother to guess what the two of them were thinking. He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat the noodles. After he was full, almost 5 minutes passed without realizing it. Minutes.

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Feng Sijiu burped for a long time, then wiped the corners of his mouth that were stained with oil from the soup just now with a paper towel.

Then he looked up and saw the two people opposite him, they were still sitting on the sofa and waiting patiently, it seemed that even if he said to Feng Sijiu to cook another bowl, they would be able to wait.

Feng Sijiuxin said, it seems that these two can really hold their breath. In his prediction, he probably hasn't eaten yet, and maybe he will be interrupted after eating half of it, but now it seems that the situation seems to be Not very bad.

"Okay, Mr. Hei, what do you want from me? Just talk about it, don't beat around the bush."

Hearing that Feng Sijiu had already spoken, the black cripple looked at Wu Yiping, and then said to Feng Sijiu:
"Feng Xiaoyou, old man, I'm just introducing Patriarch Wu to you. I'll let Patriarch Wu talk about the specifics."

Seeing Feng Sijiu's eyes cast on him in doubt, Wu Yiping took out a small book, put it on the table and said:
"Mr. Feng, did you write this book?"

Feng Sijiu never imagined that Wu Yiping would come out like this for a whole night, and even send someone to follow him. Why are you just doing this?He hurriedly looked down at the booklet-like book cover on the table.

Sure enough, it was the book "Ghost Blowing the Lamp: The Experience of a Tomb Raider" that I voted for Wenxuan Publishing House. It's just that Wu Yiping, what is he doing with this book now?Could it be that he wants to dig me to write for him?Feng Sijiu couldn't figure out when did he become so charming?

"That's right, it was indeed written by me. What does Patriarch Wu want to say?"

Seeing Feng Sijiu's confession with his own eyes, Wu Yiping was a little excited, and hurriedly continued to ask:
"Then I would like to ask, Mr. Feng, is everything written in your book your own personal experience?"

Hearing this sentence suddenly, Feng Sijiu almost choked on his own saliva, he replied decisively without thinking:
"How is this possible, Patriarch Wu, what I wrote is just a novel and the content is purely fictional."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Wu Yiping immediately expressed a great reaction, and said excitedly:

"This is impossible, Mr. Feng, I know you are a capable expert, I don't expect you to be able to make a move, but I just want to know if there is a way to deal with the corpse-flavored konjac?"

"The corpse fragrant konjac?"

To be honest, Feng Sijiu is really dumbfounded now, what is this and what is it?Why did it somehow get involved in Corpse Fragrance Konjac?
"Wait, Patriarch Wu, I think you have misunderstood. I am just a book writer. There is no such thing as corpse-flavored konjac in this world. I have already said that this is just a kind of pure fiction of mine. Just plants."

Wu Yiping saw that Feng Sijiu was here now, but he still didn't admit it. He still wanted to pretend to be an ordinary person, so he hurriedly took out the photo of the corpse-flavored konjac from his pocket.

The moment Feng Sijiu lowered his head and saw the photo on the table, he was completely dumbfounded. It seemed... it was really a corpse-flavored konjac.

Frowning in doubt, he took the photo in front of his eyes, and took a closer look, good guy, it's true, the green flower in this photo is really a konjac.

But how is this possible?Shouldn't this thing only exist in the ghost blowing tomb robbery dungeon? It doesn't make sense at all.

Unless...unless there is a problem with this parallel world, a bug?Although there is no standard answer, the sudden appearance of corpse-flavored konjac is enough to explain it.

Some of the things he wrote in his future novels may find corresponding items in this world.

Seeing that Feng Sijiu was silent after seeing the photo, Wu Yiping begged earnestly:

"Mr. Feng, please also tell me how to get rid of this corpse-scented konjac. The Wu family will be very grateful."

Hearing Wu Yiping's words, Feng Sijiu thought for a while, and didn't bother to pretend to be an ordinary person, but looked at him very seriously and said:

"It's very simple to get rid of this corpse-flavored konjac. Just blow up the tomb and bury it in the soil."

"The ancient tomb must not be destroyed, Mr. Feng, but is there another way? For example, is there any way to avoid the hallucinogenic effect of the corpse-flavored konjac and pull it out before approaching?"

"Impossible, the closer you get to the corpse-scented konjac, the more terrifying its hallucinogenic effect. As long as you take a close look, you will immediately have to wait for death. Also, how did you find this corpse-scented konjac? What's the point of trying to pull it out?"

After hearing Feng Sijiu's barrage of questions, Wu Yiping immediately told the ins and outs of the current royal palace in the ruins of Cuba. After Feng Sijiu listened carefully, he thought that you are looking for death.

At the time in the ghost cave burial pit, Feng Sijiu and the others didn't dare to go to the front of the stone beam to see the corpse-scented konjac, that's all.

The whole group can still be confused by the corpse-scented konjac, but in the original book, Sa Dipeng and Chu Jian are only closer to the corpse-scented konjac, and kill each other if they disagree.

Now he doesn't want to go to this muddy water for no reason, it's simply thankless.

"Patriarch Wu, I advise you to give up. Unless you use your life to pile up the fragrant konjac, or use firepower to crush it, if you want to remove the fragrant konjac easily and as if nothing happened, then don't even think about it. "

The Morro royal family wanted to get rid of the corpse-flavored konjac, but also didn't want the underground palace to be destroyed. The typical fish and bear's paw wanted it. How could such a good thing happen?Want to fart?

After Wu Yiping heard Feng Sijiu's words, his heart turned cold, and he hurriedly asked:
"Mr. Feng, if there is no other way, can you get rid of that corpse-flavored konjac?"

At this time, the black cripple was also staring at Feng Sijiu's face, wanting to hear what he had to say. After hearing this, Feng Sijiu thought about it seriously, and then hesitantly said:

"Me?... No, Patriarch Wu should hire someone else."

Wu Yiping noticed the hesitation on Feng Sijiu's face just now, and suddenly felt that there was something going on here, and immediately proposed the reward he could give.

(End of this chapter)