Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 48 Snake Scales
When Chen Chuanwang and Wang Yao went home, several children passed them by.

"Haha~ I don't know if the lizard was crushed by a stone..."

Chen Chuanwang just looked back and left.

Seeing the person coming back, Wangwang rushed over, flicking his tail.

Wang Yao grabbed it: "Don't come on the road, do you still want to live?"

There is a cement road in front of Wang Yao's house. Although there are not many cars passing by, there are many tricycles and motorcycles.

If such a big puppy ran slowly, it might be crushed to death.

At about the same time, Chen Chuanwang said hello to his uncle and left by bicycle.

When he got home, Xiao Hei was lying on his stomach under the orange tree on the side of the road. When he saw Chen Chuanwang coming back, he twisted his buttocks and whimpered.

"Go! Go! Go."

Chen Chuanwang kicked the dog away and pushed the car into the garage.

He looked around and saw that the cat was not at home, and he presumably ran out.

Chen Chuanwang is not worried. After two weeks of training, he already knows his way and will go home when the time comes.

There was nothing to do at home, so Chen Chuanwang sat in front of the computer, thinking about the next plot of "Remembering the Monster".

Since I don't want to go to work now, but in this case, there is no source of income, so I can't ask my family every day for it.

Now that the novel has been signed, it can be regarded as a possible way to make money.

Even though before it was put on the shelves, it was basically a power generation for love, but now the plot is well written, so that more people can collect and follow it. After it is put on the shelves, it will make more money.

Since it is the first time to write a book, Chen Chuanwang still has some problems with wanting to write literary points. From time to time, he will pull in a few doggerel lines, which seem to be good, but in fact they are nonsense.

Chen Chuanwang felt that he was in a good state.

Use your brain to write a novel, it is difficult to say, but also easy to say.

How should I put it, a person with good talent can open a hundred articles with novel content, while a person with poor talent will feel exhausted after writing a few hundred words and can't write at all.

Chen Chuanwang didn't think he was a talented person, but he wasn't too bad either. After barely writing more than 4000 words, he published it.

At the same time, he also looked at the data of the work and the comments of the work. Because not many people read it, and because Chen Chuanwang's writing was more ordinary, there was only one bad comment.

Chen Chuanwang clicked in and took a look, then smiled and said nothing.

With his finger on the keyboard, he was about to reply, but when he pressed a letter, he stopped, wasting time doing something on it.

I don't understand people's affairs and don't care about myself, and I don't know the people's ways of the world in the village...

As the saying goes, there are 1000 Hamlets in the eyes of 1000 people, and Chen Chuanwang does not expect everyone to understand what he wrote.

Sunday gatherings in churches are not available in all places, so if you don’t know it, you don’t know it.

Looking at the bad reviews that were not considered bad reviews, it was a bit harsh, so Chen Chuanwang simply withdrew from the backstage and stopped watching.

Chen Chuanwang was lying on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, holding the mobile phone in his right hand, diving to watch the chatting among the writers.

It has been a while since I joined the signing group, and Chen Chuanwang has said a lot, which can be regarded as giving some people an impression.

Fiction authors are a very strange group.

There are almost all kinds of people in this group, workers, company bosses, civil servants, teachers, policemen, students...

To some extent, this thousand people includes almost all areas of society.

But in this group, but in this virtual world across the screen, the people in the group all look pretty much the same.

[I'm getting refined! 】

Suddenly, a piece of news blew up the crowd.

[Boss, awesome! 】

【666】

[Worship the boss! 】

……

At this moment, the excitement in the group is comparable to sending out a ten-cent red envelope.

It has become refined, the meaning of this sentence means that another work on the website has reached the boutique level.

This achievement is placed in the legendary pension group, and there may not be any splashes, but this is a signing group, and 90.00% of the people are on the street.

The boss just sent a message and didn't say anything.

Chen Chuanwang clicked on the big guy's homepage, wanting to see which book the big guy wrote, but he didn't find anything.

He himself doesn't have any acquaintances in the group, so he doesn't have the cheek to ask for a Zhangtui.

With a speech from the boutique boss, the activity in the group suddenly doubled, and many shallow-water authors came out to speak.

They talked about everything, from their own achievements, to a book that was excellent just after it hit the shelves, to state events, historical stories, world wars...

Chen Chuanwang touched his face with his fingers, it was really interesting to see the words in these crowds.

No wonder so many people like the water group, the people in the group are all crouching dragons and phoenix chicks, with a lot of hanging pictures.

So immersed in the happiness of the water group, time passed quickly.

"Meow~"

The short cry woke up Chen Chuanwang.

The kitten returned home safely under the escort of three Chuwu.

As soon as he saw Chen Chuanwang, he immediately jumped on top of him, lowered his head and squinted at his palm.

Playing with the kitten, Chen Chuanwang looked at Boss Chu, the crow had a black scale in its mouth.

"This is……"

"Found under a mulberry tree."

Chen Chuanwang was taken aback, and brought the scales over: "Master Snake's scales? Or..."

"I don't know, I didn't see the snake, the snake is gone."

gone?
Chen Chuanwang suddenly became worried.

Not long ago, Mr. Snake did it for him and the Liu family...

So, he turned around and walked into the utility room, and took out the steel fork with dried blood on it: "Come on, let's look for it."

Seeing the master go out, Xiao Hei is about to follow.

Chen Chuanwang turned the steel fork, and the bamboo pole hit the dog's leg: "Go back and watch the house for me."

In less than 2 minutes, Chen Chuanwang ran to the wild big mulberry tree. When he was young, the children in the village often ran here, but later the fields here were deserted, and the path that was stepped on was full of wanton growing grass.

Chen Chuanwang had met Mr. Snake twice near the mulberry tree, but he didn't know where Mr. Snake's cave was.

Could it be that at this time he wants to pick up his childhood ambition and dig out all the dirt holes here?
Chen Chuanwang turned to Chu Wu and asked, "Do you know where Mr. Snake's cave is?"

The three Chuwu shook their heads, they didn't have a good relationship with snakes.

In desperation, I can only search carefully.

After a while, Chen Chuanwang saw several scales on a pile of dead branches and leaves.

"Young Master Snake was attacked by a monster from the Liu family, right?"

Chen Chuanwang gritted his teeth.

Reason told him that it was best not to interfere in this matter, but Mr. Snake helped him several times, so one must not be ungrateful.

"Do you know where there are many monsters in the Liu family?"

Sister Bailu said that Mr. Snake's cave is on the edge of the Liu family's territory, so Chen Chuanwang can see the Liu family's territory now, but what he is looking for is not a snake, but a monster.

"Take you there."

The three Chuwu spread their wings and fluttered into the sky.

They don't know where Mr. Snake's cave is, but they are condescending every day. How could they not know where the snake monster of the Liu family likes to stay.

(End of this chapter)