The big rivers and lakes that attack

Chapter 722 You are here too, what a coincidence...

"Oh, this." Li Dao picked up the teacup, thought for a while, and said, "It's not that good, the literary quality is too bad, and the same topic revolves around the topic of 'parting from life and death'."

"When the heroine dies and the hero hugs her and cries, no matter how many emotional foreshadowings have been made before, the back and forth will inevitably be a bit boring. As everyone knows, there are other things besides life and death in the conflict of drama evidence."

"Buddhists say the seven sorrows are 'birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment and hatred, separation of love, and failure to get what you want'. This novel... well, commentary, only takes up 'life and death'."

"The literary quality is not prominent enough. If I were to write it, the plot of the story should be like this. In addition to the 'love of life and death', some other elements should be added."

"For example, a certain female lead hates the male lead because of love, or a certain female lead and the male lead are in love, but because of their identities, they cannot be together, and entanglements arise from this."

"For another example, the male lead loves the female lead unrequitedly, but the female lead falls in love with another person, or the male lead and the female lead fall in love with each other, but the female lead has to marry another person she doesn't like, and vice versa. Of course."

"Alternatively, the heroine got terminally ill, and the hero finally found a cure after trying everything possible, but when he came back, it was too late, and the heroine died."

"There are also male protagonists who got divorced, or found out that they were cuckolded, took revenge, and finally ended up with a tragedy of 'misunderstanding'."

"There are contradictions, conflicts, differences in ideas, and the two sides of the opposing camps have mutual admiration... This is more literary."

"Of course, there can also be a 'family carnival' ending, such as the male protagonist hanging out all the way... The hanging means that luck is unparalleled, and many female protagonists have been accepted."

"There are pure and lovely forms, intellectual glasses forms, coquettish royal sister forms, and mature wives... Of course, there are also all-inclusive ones..."

"...So, the charm of literature lies in diversity. There is no distinction between high and low, and there is no distinction between high and low writing. It only lies in self-expression. There is a saying that 'literature is human learning'."

"This is a diverse manifestation of humanities, reflecting different human natures and hearts, seeking common ground while reserving differences, and writing 'documentary literature' is not much nobler than writing 'fantasy literature'. Um, sorry, digressing..."

Li Dao was talking about this, Bai Shengfei was a little confused, and said to himself, am I discussing literature with you?I'm talking about another thing.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Shengfei interrupted Li Dao's long speech: "Mr. Haoran!"

Li Dao stopped talking, and asked, "What?"

Bai Shengfei turned over the first page of the storybook of "Xia Ke Xing", pointed his finger on the name at the end of the verse, did not speak, just looked at him with a smile.

Li Dao was silent for a moment, and said, "If I tell you that this is the same name, would you believe me?"

Bai Shengfei laughed and said, "If you didn't give him a long speech just now, Bai would really believe it!"

"Well……"

Why did he get exposed when he first came to Zhongdu City? If he had known it earlier, he would have been called 'Xiao Shishilang' or something else.

"Bai doesn't care what the purpose of the chief sect master is, Bai only knows that the chief sect master saved my heart and soul from the hands of the devil."

Thief Saint said so, squinted his eyes and smiled, took a sip of tea, put it on the table, and then took out a stack of gold tickets for the Palace and Number from his bosom.

"Since the chief sect master decided to do business with this matter, then someone Bai would like to thank the chief sect master for his kindness. This is 500 million gold, please keep it well."

"After coming to Zhongdu, if you encounter any troubles, Bai will do what you can..."

The meaning of these words is obvious. Since you regard this favor as a "business", then I have nothing to say. If you have any "small difficulties" in the future, you can ask me for help.

But if you "make a big mess" in Zhongdu City, I'm sorry, I'm a timid thief, don't get involved with our Bai family, everyone's affection is here.

Li Dao accepted the golden ticket with a smile and didn't say much.

Not long after, the carriage came to Zhongdu City and stopped in front of a luxurious house.

Bai Shengfei said: "Mr. Haoran, please, the dinner is ready. My wife is inconvenient and cannot come. Please forgive me, Mr. Haoran."

Li Dao nodded slightly: "There is Lao Baizhu..."

……

Also at this moment, Jiang Wan, who was in the same car with the three Bai sisters, flipped through the commentaries in the "Xia Ke Xing" back and forth, and almost broke it.

"Why is there no me? Why is there no me? I am such an important heroine, why not..."

Turning to the end, he angrily threw the commentary booklet away, and cursed: "It's all fake! How could the author of this commentary make up such a thing?"

After scolding bitterly a few times, she hated Mei Fengjuan.

Xiao Chu was also very puzzled, thinking suspiciously, how come there is no record of the commentary of the "boss and master" by himself?And who is that Ji Yueru?Haven't heard of it at all, okay...

……

at the same time.

Zhongdu City, Baihu Avenue, huddled in a corner, a beggar in a tattered blanket, also holding the commentary of "Xia Ke Xing" in his hand.

He let out a deep laugh, and murmured: "Interesting, really interesting..."

At a certain moment, he put away the story book, put it in his arms, looked at a certain nobleman passing by, and raised his left hand, dark clouds and lightning appeared, and there was still half a gun head.

When he wanted to make a move, he saw that the nobleman was surrounded by heavy guards, silently retracted his gun, and watched the nobleman enter a certain restaurant.

The beggar's eyes flickered, hesitant, and finally stood up and walked towards the restaurant, but was blocked by Xiaoer.

The Xiaoer was killed by his light slap, and then moved forward all the way, with thunder and dark clouds, and encountered a ninth-rank guard. Under the battle, the restaurant was reduced to ashes, causing chaos.

Taking advantage of this gap, the dark cloud lightning gun directly pierced through the back of the nobleman's head, and the beggar retracted the gun. Being seriously injured, facing the attack of the crowd, he had no choice but to retreat in a hurry.

The assassination mission has been completed.

At a certain moment, he was being chased and passed by a mansion, and saw a man in a black robe and a moustache coming down from the carriage from a distance, chatting and laughing with another middle-aged man with a white face and black beard.

The beggar was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes flashed coldly: "You are here too, what a coincidence..."

He glanced back at the person who was chasing him, and left quickly.

It was night, and the scarred beggar finally escaped with his life. He came to a ruined temple in Zhongdu City, leaned against the wall, and took a deep breath.

Not long after, a strange man wearing a blood-colored robe and a golden mask appeared here, where the brows of the mask seemed to be blood-colored gemstones, condensed into a pattern like a flying cicada.

The blood-cloaked gold mask walked into the small temple, looked at the dying beggar, and said, "Although you succeeded in the assassination, the turmoil you caused was too great, so..."

The beggar covered in blood smiled and interrupted: "Don't play around, I don't know how many storms and waves I have gone through, I won't accept your tricks, bring it!"

The golden mask snorted, threw a white mask on the ground, and said: "Okay, from now on, you will be a member of 'Blood Cicada', start with the lowest 'Snow Cicada', give yourself Take a code name."

The beggar smiled, put the mask on his face, and said, "Eight lives, I have eight lives!"

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(End of this chapter)