"Who are you and why are you here?" Chu Ci did not dwell too much on Wang Feng calling her name, and instead asked about Wang Feng's identity.
"You...really not A Ci?" Wang Feng pretended to hesitate.
Chu Ci didn't speak, but stood not far from Wang Feng, with her face completely covered by her cloak, making it impossible to see her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, maybe I recognized the wrong person." Wang Feng clasped his hands and continued to speak: "I'm Wang Feng."
"To be honest, I don't know why I am here."
"I just fell asleep. When I woke up again, I was here. If I offended you, please forgive me."
What he said was reasonable and well-founded, just like an ordinary mortal who went in and out of a mysterious place. At this moment, Wang Feng was a little confused and didn't want to cause trouble.
The most important thing is that being with the protagonist means that the possible "murmuring beast with malicious intentions" is writing the plot. He must temporarily leave the author's plot area and calm down.
"As I thought, is it because of the Dao Palace?" Seeing Wang Feng's expression full of vigilance, Chu Ci spoke again.
"This is my place of meditation."
Saying that, Chu Ci also hesitated. Now that Broken World has contact with Wang Feng, what should he do?
If it had been anyone else, he would have killed him. But Wang Feng can't do it. Well, she doesn't know why it can't be done, but it just can't be done.
"I accidentally entered this place. I really shouldn't have. May I ask your Excellency, how should I get out?" Wang Feng had no intention of complaining about Chu Ci's lies.
For a moment, Chu Ci didn't think about how to face Wang Feng, so he nodded immediately and said: "Hold your breath and concentrate, empty your mind, and think about returning to your body, and your consciousness will naturally leave from here."
"Return to the body?" Wang Feng continued to act like a normal person would react when he heard this, pretending to be puzzled: "What does this mean?"
Seeing Wang Feng's confusion, Chu Ci was not stingy and patiently explained: "Your current state is that your spiritual body has entered here."
"To put it simply, you are just a ray of consciousness now. The reason why you have touch is because of the specialness of this place."
"It's like dreaming, except that your will is completely free and you know clearly that you are dreaming."
"You can do whatever you want in your dream."
"That's it. Thank you for your advice. I understand." Wang Feng cupped his fists and saluted, and then said: "I don't know what to call you?"
"We meet by chance, why should we know each other?" Chu Ci waved his hand and turned around.
Well, she hasn't decided yet how to treat Wang Feng.
Wang Feng has a connection with the Broken World, so he can come here at any time in the future. She must rethink her attitude towards Wang Feng in the future.
"I'm being rude." Wang Feng smiled apologetically, and then said, "I'm so intrusive. I'll leave right now."
With that said, Wang Feng closed his eyes and began to concentrate, thinking about returning to his body as Chu Ci said.
Chu Ci turned slightly and looked around.
Then, Wang Feng's body began to slowly become illusory, then turned transparent, and finally disappeared completely.
…
"Whoa!" Wang Feng sat up suddenly as he opened his eyes.
In the brightly lit room, there was also the sound of the wind and drums troupe playing the stage play of A Chinese Ghost Story downstairs.
For a moment, Wang Feng was in a daze.
Well, it feels like everything I just experienced is like a dream, but it is so real.
After licking his dry lips, he swallowed again.
At this time, in the book review area in front of him, the private message interface with the author was still on, and all the messages on it were sent by the 'Hum Chi Beast'.
Looking at the private chat interface in front of him, Wang Feng quickly closed it. The cold wind blowing in through the broken window made his damp back suddenly feel cold.
Wang Feng, who had come back to his senses, looked a little ugly at the moment.
"Hum Chi Beast, you are not alone!" Wang Feng said in his heart.
After the previous brainstorming, he was certain of this. Of course, this was not the focus for him now.
"I have to wash it off, wash it off..." Thinking, Wang Feng lifted the quilt, stood up, came to the table, poured a glass of water, and drank it in one gulp.
"Ha!" Wang Feng wiped his mouth hard and sat down.
With a thought in his heart, he opened the private message interface with the 'Hum Chi Beast' again, and then started to slide up the chat content.
At the same time, the brain began to operate at high speed.
"Now it has been proved that this book was not written by one person, but at the same time, these authors all know me!"
"I don't know what's going on, but it's not important..."
"The important thing is that the author who first chatted with me and agreed to let me prove it was the one I just met in the Broken World!"
"And the author who deleted the plot during my certification process and didn't want me to prove it also deleted the chat content between me and that author. This can be inferred from the screenshots she sent me and asked me to take screenshots of the chat content."
"It also proves that the author who deleted the chat content believed that I was in the book!"
Thinking of this, Wang Feng's expression became more and more serious.
"But, she didn't cut the book to help me become emperor. Why? Is it because she doesn't believe me? Or is it out of self-protection? In short, no matter what the reason, I can't go to the author easily."
"The situation on the author's side is much more complicated than I thought."
"No matter how many authors there are, since one of them knows that I am in the book and believes that I can attain enlightenment and become an emperor, but they still hide it from the other one, it is possible that the other one will not help me either."
"It's not even possible to kill me. Of course, it's also possible to directly cut the book to help me become emperor, but can I bet?"
"No, I can't bet!"
"Because I still have a chance to make a comeback. I don't have nothing. Why should I gamble to get the chance to become emperor? I can't afford to lose!" Thinking of this, Wang Feng took a deep breath and exhaled, and slowly leaned on the chair.
For a moment, I stared at the roof blankly, not knowing what I was thinking.
"Ha!" Suddenly, Wang Feng smiled and grinned, feeling bitter, "It's about to happen, is this the end result?"
For a moment, Wang Feng felt tired after a setback.
It was as if he had been working hard for so long, working hard for so long, and waiting for so long, and then just when he was finally done, he was told that he was just working in vain. Not only is it a fool's errand, it may even cause him to perish directly!
It feels like my heart has been hit.
"Dong, dong dong." At this time, the door was suddenly knocked, "Xiao Fengzi, are you asleep?" Master Wang Senlin's voice sounded.
"Huh!" He took a deep breath and exhaled, put away his thoughts, steeled himself, stood up and opened the door for his master, Wang Senlin.
"Xiao Fengzi, I prepared some food for the teacher in the kitchen. We just left the office and came here without eating. Are you hungry?"
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Master Wang Senlin holding a plate with several exquisite dishes on it. Next to it were several large, steaming white steamed buns, and, well, there was also a jar of wine.
With that said, Wang Senlin walked in.
After placing the dishes on the table nearby, he looked up at Wang Feng, picked up the wine jar, unsealed it, sniffed it close, and said:
"Well, that's right. The wine from Lotus House is really good. Hey, my master has taken advantage of you today."
"I'll charge you later!" He said, winking at Wang Feng, but his hand movements were not slow at all, and he started pouring the wine.
"Don't be stunned, sit down and eat quickly. What do we care about? Pick up and eat yours. Today, your new store has opened. You will not be short of money in the future. Well, Mr. Zhao also said that you can enter. Imperial College.”
"Double happiness is upon us, and the good times have just begun. We, the two of us, have no choice but to celebrate..."
Looking at Master Wang Senlin, who was chattering, talking nonsense, looking forward to his future, but not mentioning himself at all...
How familiar is this scene?
For some reason, Wang Feng suddenly felt a little sour in his heart.
He saw something in his master, Wang Senlin, that was practical!
Thinking of that night at the Tiangan Haggis stall, he listened to his master Wang Senlin's study of how little people made a living. He didn't think it was right. He thought that his vision was extraordinary, and he felt that he could see further than his master.
At this moment, he realized that his master, Wang Senlin, was indeed a small person, but he had to step by step from a mud-legged person to the present. He must have qualities that ordinary people did not have. Otherwise, how could he, the 'royal family' who was involved in some big plan, have the same qualities? How many little people in Bianjing City were handed over to him?
They must have investigated Xiang Tu.
In the same way, compared to becoming the Emperor of Heaven and the author, I am nothing. What is there to be proud of? It is often said in novels that a genius who has not grown up is nothing. If his mentality is unstable, he will never achieve great things.
For example, when it came to proving this matter with the 'Humming Beast', he just believed that mortal authors would definitely listen to him when encountering such an adventure, but he never considered any other possibility.
What if the author is a madman?
What if the author is suffering from persecution paranoia?
What if the author collaborated with multiple people to write the book?
What if the author is an eccentric person? Hey, even if you can become an emperor, why are others just unhappy with you? is it possible? possible!
There were too many unexpected factors. He only thought of one of them. Logically speaking, he was just an ordinary author who wrote a book. How could he withstand the temptation of becoming an immortal?
According to reason, it is based on common sense. What is common sense? It is just common sense. It does not contain special laws and principles.
At this moment, Wang Feng thought a lot and gained a lot of insights!
"Come, follow me!" Wang Senlin picked up the wine glass in front of him and looked at Wang Feng with a smile on his face.
After looking at his master, Wang Senlin, and then at the wine glass in front of him, Wang Feng chuckled, picked up the wine glass and clinked it with his master.
"Master." When the wine reached his mouth, Wang Feng suddenly said:
"You said that if one day the Lotus Tower closes down and I fail to go to the Imperial College, and even if I go, I fail to become an official or become a prime minister, and I fail to show off as a person, will I be too useless and my life has been in vain?"
"Tsk!" Wang Senlin drank the wine in one gulp, smacked his lips, picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the food, chewed and swallowed, then looked at Wang Feng and said: "One day, you will come back, Master will take care of you you!"
"Our room is a bit crowded, but as a teacher..." As he spoke, Wang Senlin puffed up his chest, patted his chest, and said, "My body is strong, and it will be more than enough for another few decades..."
"What are you afraid of if you fail once? Let's try again!"
"As long as you are down-to-earth and walk step by step, as a teacher, hiccup, I don't believe it, it will always look like it!"
"I'm just afraid that you'll be distracted as soon as you achieve some success."
"By the way, speaking of Piaoli, I have to say something. Even though you are now the shopkeeper of Lianhua Tower, and you are writing stories to attract the attention of great scholars, and to be praised by Academician Zhao, but you have to know that there are people outside... …”
Looking at the master who started talking again, Wang Feng felt a little dazed.
"Huh!" At this time, the cold wind blew in. Wang Feng came back to his senses and turned his head to look out the window. At some point, the snow that had stopped for a short time started to fall again.
"Well, at worst, I'll come again. Don't drift. Stay steady. There will always be something like that. The road to the emperor is too far. Don't just stretch your neck..."
"First lower your head and see the path under your feet!"
Thinking about it, Wang Feng drank the wine in one gulp. The spicy feeling made Wang Feng's face flush. After exhaling, he felt extremely relaxed.
"..."
