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Chapter 261 Do you want to read a ghost story?

It wasn't until the end that Ma Feifei realized that it wasn't because of that...but because she overheard the conversation between Luanfeng and Ma Feifei, so she also thought about it and wanted Ma Feifei to write a book for her.

"Alas..." Ma Feifei sighed, but it's not clear whether it was relaxing or regretful.

"Don't you like reading? Why did you suddenly make such a request?" Ma Feifei asked suspiciously.

As an employee of the bookstore, Yan Qingyang has the right to view all the books in the bookstore for free, but Yan Qingyang is not interested in the books in the bookstore, although sometimes he would look through them when he was bored, but it was just a look... …

As for reading, Yan Qingyang once said that it would be more interesting to sit on a ponytail and look up at the sky in a daze, because it doesn't take a lot of thinking.

Unexpectedly, now, she actually thought of asking Ma Feifei to write a book for her!

Yan Qingyang thought for a while, and replied: "Those books are not good-looking, you write a good-looking one."

"There are so many books in the bookstore, you can't read any of them, what else do you think I can write?" Ma Feifei pouted.

There are more than 300 books in the bookstore. There are more than 300 books of various kinds. There are martial arts, romance, pure love, great works of Chinese history, and fairy tales. Basically, most of the books are classified. , she doesn't even like Qingyang at all, what do you want Ma Feifei to do?
Yan Qingyang bit her lip, and said in a low voice, "Those books on the bookshelf are beaten and killed, so boring."

"Isn't there still a book about love and romance!" Ma Feifei replied.

"But I don't understand..." Yu Qingyang said aggrievedly.

When Ma Feifei heard it, he immediately understood that although Yan Qingyang had lived for tens of thousands of years, she was actually similar to a little girl, and she didn't know anything about love affairs, so reading books of that kind was boring.

"Then do you have an idea, which type of book do you want to read?" Ma Feifei guided by rubbing his chin.

Yu Qingyang frowned, thought for a while, and said, "It's better to look good!"

"..." Ma Feifei was speechless, it was like saying nothing.

At the moment, Ma Feifei didn't bother to count on her, so he thought for a while and asked, "Then do you like reading military books? The kind that lead soldiers to fight."

Yan Qingyang shook his head and said, "I don't like it."

Ma Feifei thought about it again, and asked, "What about the book in the comic form of "Pokemon"? It's just that it's not an elf in it, but a story about a beautiful girl representing the moon to destroy bad guys."

Yu Qingyang thought for a moment, then shook his head again.

Ma Feifei frowned, and said: "Maybe the language is not very clear, just wait a moment."

After Ma Feifei finished speaking, he ran into the bookstore and took out his brush and drawing paper, then drew a portrait of a Sailor Moon on it, pointed to the beautiful girl on it and said, "Look, it's her, isn't she so cute? like or not?"

Yan Qingyang didn't have to think about it this time, she shook her head and said, "I don't like it."

"I don't like it..." Ma Feifei pondered for a while, turned to the next page, and drew a boy in yellow clothes with a nine-tailed fox behind him, and said, "How about this? It tells about The most important thing is that this boy at the end of the crane is determined to become the strongest existence in their village, and then protect their village."

Yu Qingyang still shook his head.

Ma Feifei thought about it, and began to draw on it again. On the drawing paper, two teenagers sat kneeling on both sides, and there was a game of Go between them. Ma Feifei pointed to the painting on it and said, "What about this? It's about the world of Go." The story of a young man struggling to learn chess."

Yu Qingyang still shook his head.

Ma Feifei sighed, casually drew two pigs on the drawing paper, and said, "What about this one?"

Yu Qingyang asked curiously: "What is this?"

"Social pigs! Many people like them." Ma Feifei said.

Yan Qingyang looked at it, and although he thought it was cute, he shook his head in the end.

Ma Feifei drew a dwarf carrying a burden and a beautiful effervescent woman on it, and said, "You will definitely like this one."

Yu Qingyang was full of doubts.

Ma Feifei pointed to the dwarf carrying the burden and said, "This man is called Wu Dalang, and the woman next to him is his wife Pan Jinlian."

"Then what is this story about?" Yu Qingyang seemed a little interested.

Ma Feifei was stunned for a moment, glanced at Yan Qingyang, crushed the drawing paper, and said, "Let's continue to draw the next one."

Yu Qingyang looked puzzled.

"That book is not suitable for you, hey, I think you will like a cartoon!" Ma Feifei said here, picked up the paintbrush and brushed a few strokes on the drawing paper, outlined a young man and a child, and then Said to Yan Qingyang: "Look at the two of them, can you see something?"

Yan Qingyang looked at the two people on the drawing paper, and replied seriously: "One is a child and the other is an adult."

"..."

Ma Feifei was silent for a while, and praised: "It makes sense, then you know, they are actually the same person."

"The same person?" Yu Qingyang looked bewildered.

Ma Feifei explained: "The story goes like this. This lord is a detective. You can also understand it as a spy. When he was following a man in black, the man in black accidentally used some mysterious things to make his body It gets smaller, and then becomes the child in the painting."

Ma Feifei pointed to Kudo Shinichi on the top, glanced at it and found that Yu Qingyang seemed a little interested, and then continued: "In order to continue to follow the man in black and investigate the organization behind the man in black, this little boy will use his tricks to make him smaller. I pretended to be in a detective's house, and used that detective to find the black organization, that's probably the story, do you want it?"

Yan Qingyang seemed to be a little interested in the story Ma Feifei told, at least she had been thinking about it after listening to Ma Feifei's words.

When Ma Feifei saw it, he was overjoyed, and Yan Qingyang shook his head and said, "It sounds interesting, but it's too complicated. What if I don't understand it? Let's get another one."

Ma Feifei felt that he had drawn all the classifications he could think of, but he really couldn't think of any other types.

For a moment, Ma Feifei really wanted to forget about writing that money and plum, and teach this simple female dragon who has lived for tens of thousands of years an education class.

but……

"Oh! Then I may really have no choice. You don't like those types of books in the bookstore, and you don't like the ones I drew. I have almost finished thinking about all types. I am also at the end of my life. I can't let me draw for you. It's just a ghost, right?" Ma Feifei slumped on the rocking chair and said weakly.

As he spoke, his voice became softer and his face seemed to recall something. He stood up abruptly, looked at Yan Qingyang with burning eyes, and asked, "Ghost story, do you want to read it?"

(End of this chapter)