Linyue led the sacred deer and walked at the end. After all, it was the grand finale. She glanced ahead and watched Xi Huan come to Yimo's side.
"Give it to me." Xi Huan fiddled with the plate and tried to take it. Yi Mo frowned at the knife handle and turned sideways, "No, I have no dissatisfaction, nothing..."
Xi Huan glanced at Wei Ziheng's cold eyes and insisted on taking the plate regardless of Yimo's refusal. Then he heard a "clang" and the knife fell to the ground, almost hitting his foot.
The silk cloth was still covering the treasure. After Yi Mo and Xi Huan looked at each other, they looked at Wei Ziheng innocently.
It's quieter in the hall.
Wei Ziheng stood up and approached step by step.
Although it was an illusory world, Yimo still took a few steps back.
Seeing him leaning over to pick up the knife, he looked carefully, raised the corners of his lips and said softly, "You want to kill me?"
Yimo's legs trembled, and the murderous wind blew by. A corner of the silk cloth was lifted, and the true appearance of the treasure was revealed. It was a Maitreya Buddha made of sand sculpture.
The corners of her lips couldn't help but twitch.
What does this imply?
"Yi Mo, as an author, every time I have new inspiration, it will be recorded, but it may not be used. Such surprises will come often in the future, so take advantage of it."
The rich male voice is a bit more naughty, and when you hear it, you can tell that you have been watching the show for a long time.
Yimo rolled her eyes towards the void, but she felt a gust of wind blowing in front of her, and the white blade without the sheath was in front of her in an instant.
I don't know whether it was because she wasn't used to the style of this world or because she was too nervous. Her legs shook and she half-knelt down.
The city lords from all walks of life who were watching the excitement were in an uproar again.
Yi Mo, who was half-kneeling on the ground, gritted his teeth, "As an author, I actually knelt in front of the character I created. Is there no way to save my face? If I want to give him a reasonable way to die, at least first
Guarantee my dignity..."
"Oh! Yimo, I forgot to tell you, you can reshape events within two minutes."
The rich voice reminded.
Yimo was slightly pleased and continued to ask in a low voice, "Is there a limit to the number of times?"
"No."
After curling her lips with satisfaction, she snapped her fingers and said, "Go back in time."
The knife came before her eyes again, and her feet still trembled, but this time she did not lean forward and kneel down, but leaned back.
A beautiful woman is about to fall. As a man, even if he is a villain, he should be a bit gentlemanly!
She was dreaming sweetly, looking forward to the scene where Wei Ziheng grabbed her waist and their eyes met.
Unfortunately, in the end, there was only a "bang" sound, and both she and the sand sculpture of Maitreya Buddha fell to the ground. She glared angrily at the happily smiling Maitreya Buddha. The Buddha statue actually laughed even more wantonly, and then with a "click", the sand sculpture collapsed.
Wei Ziheng stood with his hands behind his back, scanning everyone present, and said in a deep voice: "Come here, drag her down for me. Be gentle and ensure that the soul is intact."
Yimo's mind was buzzing, and his hands were grabbed and dragged out of the hall.
"Go back in time, go back in time...my dignity..."
The rich voice chuckled, "I forgot to remind you just now, that, although there is no limit on the number of times of the reshaping event, every time it is reshaped, the skill needs to cool down for three hours before it can be used again, so..."
Yimo was discouraged and was dragged out straight upright.
When she opened her eyes again, she was already on the execution platform. Her open hands were probably not as wide as the blade of a knife. The rope was hanging without shaking, but the danger was always revealed.
"Think of a way... I created these people, how can I keep them alive?"
"Can you buy me some money?" the rich male voice asked.
"What can I buy as a bribe?"
A character whose pockets are cleaner than his face is bribed.
"You have the ability to cash out, I forgot to mention it."
Yimo was speechless and shouted "Cash", then he heard the jingle of a bell and a bag of stuff fell out.
"Brother, let me save you. This is my life savings. If you accept it and buy some good wine and meat, just let me go. I promise to run away far away and will never cause trouble for you. Just watch it.
For the sake of me being so weak and pitiful, please give me a life, please..."
The elder brother who was waiting for the guillotine paused for a moment, came over to pick up the bag, looked at it twice, and threw the bag away, "I'm sending the beggar away..."
"My advice is, run away."
The rich male voice warned. Yimo was a little confused, but his feet were already moving.
This castle was really big. After wandering around, she found a dilapidated garden. She sat on the ground leaning against a low wall, breathing heavily.
"What's going on? Didn't I realize it? Why is that person still angry?"
"Oh, in order to avoid spoiling the plot, you can only cash out low-value silver coins, so..."
This means that everyone is holding hundred dollar bills, but she can only cash out a dime.
"What the hell kind of setting is this? As the author, I only have so much power. When I go back, I will change the entire plot."
"Yes, you should really change everything. How can a novel match the clothes sometimes modernly and sometimes anciently? It doesn't distinguish between ancient and modern times. It turns into a fairy or a demon, sucks blood and eats flesh, and engages in spiritual energy cultivation. It's just a mess.
I won’t go into details about the messy setting, and the story line is also a mess. The male protagonist Shen Yu is honest and honest, but he is provoked by his uncle every time and framed for betrayal.
The heroine Xu Yan is said to be smart, but her IQ fluctuates. The setting gives Wei Ziheng a sweetheart, Ruan Wenxuan. Unfortunately, that person is either treating a disease or on the way to cure it, and he has never been able to help.
He was half-hearted, and everyone was in love. Wei Ziheng was the only one who concentrated on his career, but in the end he didn't die well. No other reader would be disappointed..."
The deep voice circled around Yimo's head several times, making her eyes sparkle.
"No, who are you to complain to me about settings?"
"I am the voice of all readers, their collective soul. You can call me 'commentary'."
"puff!"
It's a shame that Yimo didn't drink any water.
She stood up and wanted to argue for herself, but a man stepped over the wall and came in with his face covered. He took a look at Yimo and said, "You can run pretty fast with short legs?"
"Who are you again?"
This time, before Yimo got the answer, he saw a rolling pin knocked over.
"It's so miserable." A rich voice commented.
She has lost consciousness.
The masked man looked around and walked out of the castle in a familiar way.
No matter how big a city is, there will always be ruined temples that no one cares about in the streets where people come and go.
After kneeling on the withered grass and kowtowing three times to the damaged Buddha statue, Shen Yu stood up.
Xu Yan took off the water bag from her waist and handed it to him, "If a little maid can kill him, then he shouldn't be Wei Ziheng, so we should have thought of this result a long time ago."
Shen Yu drank the water, just as the masked man came in carrying Yimo.
"It was a complete failure, but the people were saved. Let's see if we can use it again."
Yimo had been awakened a long time ago, but was too dizzy to speak. Now he was thrown onto the haystack by the man, knocking him completely awake. When he heard this again, he couldn't help but rub his lower back. Cursing, "What the hell, I am recyclable garbage, and I plan to reuse it..."
After all, I created you, and none of you knows how to respect me.
Just as he was feeling depressed, Shen Yu's water bag was delivered to him, "Are you okay?"
There is still someone with a good conscience.
He raised his hand to receive the water, but found that the water bag could not be pulled over at all.
Xu Yan came closer with a pretty face and competed with Yi Mo with her hands, "You drink this."
Seeing another water bag being handed over, Yimo snorted coldly in his heart, "Love dog!"
"Everyone is in love, this is your setting~" the commentator said proudly.
Yimo rolled his eyes, and his uncle with curly hair came in.
Shen Lian clasped his hands behind his back, his back a little hunched over, and showed his yellow teeth when he opened his mouth, "If you can't do such a simple thing well, don't even want what you want. Kill Wei Ziheng when you want, and then cash it in!"
"What do I want?"
Yimo really doesn't know.
Shen Lian ignored her, pulled Shen Yu directly and said, "We will be in the city in two days."
