Facing Yao Yue's meaningful gaze at this time, Chu Qinghe coughed lightly and said, "What, a script, just write whatever you want."
Hearing this, Yao Yue hummed softly, and then focused her attention on the manuscript again.
But despite the slight "hum", there was a faint smile in Yao Yue's eyes. Was there any dissatisfaction at all?
After also looking away from the manuscript, Qu Feiyan read the contents of the manuscript unconsciously in his mouth.
"On the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, it snows heavily."
"Dark clouds are heavy and a cold wind is blowing. Located on the mountain ten miles east of Liuli City, the lights have been extinguished in a simple wooden house."
"However, at this time when there were no stars, figures all dressed in black and masked were quietly going up the mountain. Along the way, there were no footprints on the snow on the ground, as if they had walked in the snow without leaving a trace. "
"Although they are in darkness, these hundreds of people can see at night, without any impact at all."
"In just a hundred breaths, we have reached the mountainside."
"Hiding behind the hill, looking at the wooden house with the lights out in the distance, a bald and masked man among the first few people lowered his voice: "It seems that the witch has rested. Unexpectedly, the palace of the dignified Jiuyou Palace Lord, he would marry an ordinary man in this Liulic City. "
"However, just as this person finished speaking, another person beside him said in a low voice: "Don't be careless. As the master of Jiuyou Palace, Shen Qingqiu's strength has reached the realm of transformation. We are no match. Tonight, our target is the demon girl. As long as he catches his concubine, he will have the advantage of the witch. "
"Then, the leading men wearing black masks began to quickly issue the next orders."
"But just as a group of people were concluding their discussion, a cold and domineering voice suddenly reached the ears of several people."
"Ha! He's from a well-known and decent family, but he does such dirty things. It's really ridiculous."
"Obviously it's just a sound, but the moment the sound reaches your ears, you can clearly feel a sense of condescension."
Seeing this, Qu Feiyan couldn't help but murmured: "Why do you feel like Shen Qingqiu looks like Sister Dongfang and Sister Yue at the same time?"
The Shen Qingqiu that Chu Qinghe was writing about now seemed like a combination of Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue that Chu Qinghe had combined.
Here, when seeing the person Chu Qinghe wrote about, Dongfang Bubai also showed a satisfied smile on his face.
In Dongfang Bubai's eyes, according to Chu Qinghe's description of the characters in the book at this moment, Shen Qingqiu was completely written with himself as a reference, and had absolutely nothing to do with Yao Yue.
However, when Yao Yue faced what Qu Feiyan said at this time, she couldn't help but glance sideways at Qu Feiyan, inexplicably feeling that there might be something wrong with Qu Feiyan's eyes.
After all, it is normal for newlyweds to wear wedding clothes, and the way Shen Qingqiu behaves, it is clear that Yao Yue himself has a half-cent relationship with that woman from Dongfang Bubai?
As for Shen Qingqiu’s domineering feeling in the book?
After Qu Feiyan received a beating in the afternoon, Yao Yue was sure that Qu Feiyan would be able to feel how domineering he was.
What should I do if my child is not smart? Just fight.
If one meal is not enough, give him a few more.
At the same time, Qu Feiyan, who was holding the manuscript beside him, suddenly felt a chill on his back, couldn't help but shiver, and had a bad premonition for no reason.
In response, Qu Feiyan subconsciously glanced at Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue. When he saw that the two women's attention was not on him, Qu Feiyan's face became suspicious.
Then he glanced at the open windows and doors next to him, and then gestured to Xiao Zhao.
After Xiao Zhao closed the window, Qu Feiyan withdrew his gaze and continued to read the following content.
"Aware of the sound, the hundreds of people quickly turned their heads, and what caught their eyes was a woman in a fiery red dress in the snow."
"Looking at the woman with long hair and beautiful face in the snow, the expressions of the more than a hundred black-clothed and masked people changed drastically, and their eyes were quickly filled with fear."
"A few dozen breaths later, as the last scream died away, except for Shen Qingqiu, who was dressed in fiery red, there was no other living person standing on the snow behind the hill."
"The originally pure white snow was now melted by the bright red blood, leaving snow pits."
"Glancing around, Shen Qingqiu slowly raised his hand. In the next moment, sounds came out one after another. In just a few breaths, dozens of people were half-kneeling behind Shen Qingqiu."
"The leader."
"As these people appeared, Shen Qingqiu said in a cold voice: "Please deal with it carefully. If my husband-in-law notices something strange, he will die. "
"I obey my orders."
"As soon as the voice fell, the dozens of people behind him quickly stepped forward to deal with the corpses in the snow."
"After that, when these demon sect disciples were disposing of the corpse, Shen Qingqiu returned to the wooden house across dozens of feet in a flash."
"As he turned back to the wooden house, his eyes moved slightly. When Shen Qingqiu fell on the sleeping man on the bed inside the house, the coldness and murderous intent on Shen Qingqiu's face melted away instantly like snow on a sunny day."
"Obviously, I had already tapped the sleeping man's acupuncture points before leaving, but I still couldn't help but walk lightly as I was worried about disturbing the man on the bed."
"After returning to the bed, Shen Qingqiu's green fingers gently touched the man's body, and then the little bird leaned against the man's chest, with a sweet and satisfied smile on his lips."
Seeing Shen Qingqiu's behavior at this time, Yao Yue couldn't help but look at Chu Qinghe who looked a bit lazy next to her.
The image of him leaning against Chu Qinghe's chest unconsciously appeared in his mind.
Needless to say, as the picture emerged in her mind and thinking of the name Chu Qinghe at this moment, Yao Yue raised her face slightly.
"Little sweet wife?"
Dongfang Bubai also glanced at Chu Qinghe at this time, and then moved his eyes slightly downward, placing them on Chu Qinghe's chest. He didn't know what he was thinking about?
Perhaps the content of Chu Qinghe's storybook is indeed novel, and the content is obviously a Jianghu type storybook.
In addition, the content written in Chu Qinghe's storybook is indeed interesting, with interlocking plots and ups and downs.
As Qu Feiyan chanted, even Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue felt a little bit fascinated.
Even when they got to the back, Yaoyue took the initiative to stand behind Qu Feiyan, interrupted Qu Feiyan's murmur, and then started to watch quietly.
Later, as the women watched, the subsequent content also continued to impress the eyes of the women.
This is roughly what happened between Shen Qingqiu, the leader of the demon sect, and the male protagonist Li Tianhe, an ordinary person.
Although they are a couple, Li Tianhe has no idea about the true identity of this beautiful woman.
And Shen Qingqiu was also secretly dealing with the demon sect's affairs and some troubles to protect Li Tianhe.
Externally, Shen Qingqiu showed his dominance, coldness, arrogance, and decisiveness in killing.
But in front of Li Tianhe, she looked like a woman from the south of the Yangtze River, full of tenderness and affection.
This feeling of contrast between Shen Qingqiu internally and externally was deeply felt by Chu Qinghe.
Coupled with Shen Qingqiu's image, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao can easily take on the appearance of Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue without any violation.
As each small word fell into their eyes, the women also conceived corresponding pictures in their minds.
Heavy snowflakes were falling continuously outside the window, and the wind was biting.
The people in the room were all immersed in the script Chu Qinghe had just written.
Seeing the fascinated looks of the girls, Chu Qinghe, as the author, suddenly felt a bit satisfied.
Inexplicably, I feel like I have some talent when it comes to writing.
However, when it comes to reading, writing is slow and reading is fast.
Chu Qinghe worked hard for an hour to write, but for the girls, they finished reading it in only a quarter of an hour.
This is thanks to the fact that few women read books at a glance.
However, when looking at the blank space behind, Qu Feiyan, who was looking at it with enthusiasm, couldn't help but subconsciously raised his head and asked: "Where is the back?"
Facing Qu Feiyan's inquiry, Chu Qinghe said angrily: "Nonsense, of course I didn't write it down."
Qu Feiyan said: "Master, hurry up and write!"
While talking, Qu Feiyan picked up the pen on the table and gestured to Chu Qinghe.
Seeing this, Chu Qinghe said angrily: "What are you writing about? It's almost noon, why don't you hurry up and cook?"
Hearing this, Qu Feiyan looked at the sky outside, then pulled Xiao Zhao toward the kitchen with a resentful look.
While walking, Qu Feiyan couldn't help but muttered: "What! He just lost it when he was writing the key point, and he ended the article. The young master is so bad."
Facing what Qu Feiyan said, this time, even Xiao Zhao couldn't help but nodded.
When the two women went to the kitchen, Chu Qinghe walked slowly into the yard.
Sometimes people themselves are particularly complicated.
Just like when I was studying in my previous life, I thought about taking a long vacation every day.
But after a long vacation, I really want to go back to school after some free time.
The reason is that he is too busy.
Therefore, after working here for an hour and then relaxing, Chu Qinghe felt extremely comfortable.
In response, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but shook his head and said: "Sure enough, sometimes you still have to find something to do for yourself!"
While Chu Qinghe was sitting in the courtyard waiting for the two girls in the kitchen to make a fire to cook, Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue also put down their manuscripts and walked out of the room.
After sitting down, Dongfang Bubai said, "It's well written."
Finally, after a pause, Dongfang Bubai said: "This is the name of the storybook. It would be better if Shen Qingqiu changed his name."
As soon as these words came out, Yaoyue immediately turned her cold eyes towards Dongfang Bubai, and her voice also sounded.
"I think it's good."
After the words came out, Dongfang Bubai also had a cold look in his eyes: "Want to fight?"
"Are you afraid?"
A few breaths later, Chu Qinghe, who was sitting alone in the courtyard, also shook his head.
Women are so strong, and sometimes it is indeed difficult to understand.
It’s just a character in a story, how can you fight for this?
After all, there is very little in this world for entertainment.
Otherwise, the daily business of the gambling shop or Goulan would not be profitable.
Therefore, the storybook has a large audience everywhere.
From the aunts on the street to the young ladies waiting for marriage, they all favor this thing.
In the past, Dongfang Bubai was still Yao Yue, and it was not like he had never read a storybook before.
But most of it feels boring.
Where can it be as interesting as what Chu Qinghe is writing now.
The most important thing is that both Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue can find corresponding sense of substitution in this book.
Naturally, when they were free at this time, even Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue were curious about what Chu Qinghe would write next.
Therefore, after the girls finished cleaning up the kitchen, they all sat under the tree, all looking at Chu Qinghe.
Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao looked at Chu Qinghe with their big, round eyes, a bit flickering and full of expectation.
Yaoyue and Dongfang Bubai remained motionless, facing Chu Qinghe.
After being stared at by the four women for nearly half a quarter of an hour, Chu Qinghe also sighed.
"I know! I'll continue writing later."
After hearing what Chu Qinghe said, the four of them looked back with satisfaction.
Qu Feiyan took Xiao Zhao with him, one to move the stove, and the other to make tea for Chu Qinghe.
That's called diligence.
Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue also stood up slowly at this moment, and then walked towards Chu Qinghe's room.
But when they stepped through the door, both women turned around and looked at Chu Qinghe.
The meaning is obviously clear.
"Hurry up!"
Seeing the behavior of the four girls at this time, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but roll his eyes.
The storybook itself was something that Chu Qinghe suddenly became interested in when he was idle and bored. After writing for an hour before, Chu Qinghe's interest now also subsided.
But Chu Qinghe's interest faded, but the interest of the girls beside him was aroused.
What would it be like to talk about the life of an author and several readers?
The answer is on-site reminder.
It’s not enough if Chu Qinghe doesn’t write about it.
In response, Chu Qinghe suddenly felt as if he had dug a hole and jumped into it.
After patting his right hand with his left hand, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but muttered: "Why can't I control this hand? I have to do it."
Later, under the gazes of Dongfang Bubai and Yao Yue, Chu Qinghe could only stand up and walk towards the room.
When Chu Qinghe started to write, the four women also stood behind Chu Qinghe one after another.
However, half a quarter of an hour later, the four of them were kicked out of the room by Chu Qinghe.
The reason is that creation requires a private space.
Looking at the closed door in front of him, Qu Feiyan curled his lips and said, "Isn't it enough just to keep silent? As for driving people out?"
After reading the script, Xiao Zhao's face looked a little sad at this time.
After a while, Yaoyue suddenly thought of what Qu Feiyan said when she was reading the storybook in the morning.
After narrowing her eyes slightly, Yao Yue looked at Dongfang Bubai and said, "How are you going to play today?"
woman! They are often vindictive.
Even if you forget it for a while, you never know when you will remember it.
After glancing at the two girls, Dongfang Bubai thought for a moment and then said in a cold voice: "It's still the same as before, one person will teach them for a while, and then they will fight. Win two out of three games."
Hearing this, Yao Yue nodded.
However, after turning his head and glancing at the door behind him, Dongfang Bubai changed his words and said, "Let's go outside the city!"
Knowing that Dongfang Bubai was worried that too much noise would disturb Chu Qinghe inside, Yao Yue did not refuse.
Qu Feiyan suddenly felt something in his heart when he heard that Yao Yue and Dongfang Bubai meant that spanking their children on a rainy day was idle time.
Then he said weakly: "Actually, I can also try to imitate the young master in writing storybooks. How about you guys take a look?"
However, Qu Feiyan's words had no appeal at all to either Dongfang Bubai or Yao Yue.
After sneering one after another, the two women each grabbed one person and used Qinggong to move outside.
On the other hand, Xiao Zhao, who was forced to experience the process of speed and passion, looked at Qu Feiyan aside with resentful eyes.
As the four girls left, the courtyard became quiet again in the afternoon.
It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that the four girls who had left before returned to the courtyard.
However, compared to before, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao were both grinning at this time.
For a moment, the two women seemed to have returned to the time when they worked hard to strengthen their bodies before condensing their internal strength.
When Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue returned to the courtyard, they immediately looked at the room where Chu Qinghe was.
When looking at the still closed door, the two women nodded with satisfaction.
However, at this moment, a faint sound suddenly reached Dongfang Bubai's ears.
Seeing this, Dongfang Bubai's zhenqi fluctuations that had just calmed down spread again, and his body dodged away from the hospital.
Looking at Dongfang Bubai who left quickly, a hint of disdain appeared at the corner of Yao Yue's mouth.
"A mere first-rate force has a lot of things going on all day long."
It was still in an alley not far from Chu Qinghe's courtyard.
As Dongfang Bubai appeared, Sang Sanniang and other disciples of the Sun Moon God Sect also saluted immediately.
However, Dongfang Bubai was in a bad mood after suffering a loss in the previous afternoon's competition with Yao Yue.
When facing these Sang Sanniang disciples, Dongfang Bubai's face was as gloomy as water.
"explain!"
Hearing the words spoken by Dongfang Bubai at this time, Sang Sanniang and other disciples of the Sun Moon God Sect all trembled, realizing that Dongfang Bubai was in a bad mood at this time.
Immediately, Sang Sanniang did not dare to say without any delay: "Cult leader, according to the report from the disciples, Ren Woxing has already led Saint Aunt towards Heimu Cliff. Elder Tong Baixiong also discovered before that the king of the sect, Tianlong and Yang Zhixin, Qian Zaisun and three other elders secretly communicated with others during this period, and after intercepting it, it was found that they were communicating with Xiang Wentian, and the matter discussed was to sneak into Heimu Cliff to do harm to the leader."
After hearing what Sang Sanniang said, Dongfang Bubai's lips curved into a sneer.
"Ha! It seems that after being imprisoned for a year, he is still so stupid after all. He has just been released and he can't wait to take back the position of the leader."
Afterwards, Dongfang Bubai said: "Ren Woxing promoted many people in the past. Among the old people in the church, I am afraid that these three are not the only ones who were promoted by Ren Woxing. Send a message to Tong Baixiong, asking him to continue to work in the past few days. After investigation, this net has been cast for two years, and it’s time to close it.”
(End of chapter)
