When all the water ghosts were fleeing and worrying about Feng'er for the rest of their lives, the Demon Ghost appeared.
The waterweed quickly attacked, and when a water ghost was about to submerge into the water, the waterweed wrapped around his ankle and pulled it out as hard as a carrot.
"Let me go, let me go." The water ghost screamed miserably, shaking violently, "Let me chat with her, you might as well kill me."
"Quack," said the ghost, with Feng'er helping to translate, "you have already died once, and this wish cannot satisfy you."
The water ghost shouted: "I'm dead, and you still won't let me go. Do you still have humanity?"
"What this means is that we are all dead, so what kind of humanity do we need?" Feng'er said, "Besides, I just have a lot to say to you."
Feng'er was very curious about water ghosts. She wanted to ask them whether they could breathe in the water and how they knew other people's names when they were pulling people.
"But I don't have much to say to you." The water ghost cried.
"Oh my god, we started talking while we were chatting." Feng'er found a stone to sit down on, and asked the water ghost to put the water ghost tied up with water plants next to it.
The ghost did as he was told, and after handing a piece of waterweed to Feng'er, he looked at the ghost with pity and guilt, and walked towards the inn.
She heard Feng'er ask the water ghost: "When you pulled people, did you know their names in a flash of inspiration, or did you hide them in your mind and remember them all at once?"
"I think you guys have a lot of money, really."
"Think about it, many businessmen and officials cannot remember too many names, and they meet so many people. How embarrassing and hurtful would it be if they made a mistake?"
"With you, it will be different. You can help them call out their names." Feng'er said proudly.
The walking demon rolled his eyes, that would not be embarrassing and hurtful, but scary and hurtful.
Seeing that Feng'er had a chat partner, Yu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and could finally have some peace and quiet for a long time.
On a rainy day, under the eaves, I drink Wangyou wine for the rest of my life, nourishing my body, and my spirit is in the best state, and I feel like I am in a state of mind when writing.
I don’t know how long I have been practicing, but Yu Sheng’s handwriting was pretty neat at first.
Later, when he was slightly drunk, his handwriting began to be wanton, and the words were spread out on a page of the book like a sea.
Before I knew it, "Bum Pain Post" no longer affected my stomach for the rest of my life.
It's not that Yu Sheng didn't immerse himself in "Belly Pain Post", but Yu Sheng based on absorbing the form and meaning of "Belly Pain Post" and based on his own spiritual thoughts, he wrote his own "Drunk Post".
In other words, with the help of Wangyoujiu, Yu Sheng's calligraphy has unknowingly reached a new level.
Now, he can express his feelings with any word.
Although it is still far from the realm of the sword formation that Yu Sheng copied from the word "sword" left by King Donghuang, it is not far from "the word is like the name".
It won't be long before I can use my words for the rest of my life like that calligraphy fairy to trap monsters like Mr. Shan.
According to Zi Xian, "a word is like a name" is the realm of "eternal names". There are two realms above the realm of "eternal names", namely "eternal names" and "nameless".
Regarding the names of these two realms, Zi Xian learned about them from the few words left by the saint who created the characters. He searched hard for a long time but could not find them.
Perhaps the only person who knows these two realms is the sage who created characters.
The more I wrote for the rest of my life, the more I became more and more enthusiastic, and became more and more unrestrained. I held a pen in one hand and a wine gourd in the other. I sat on the table and wrote directly. I forgot about everything, and laughed proudly from time to time. I completely forgot about the rain curtain next to me and the inn at my feet.
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Feng'er's chatter was interrupted by Yu Sheng's laughter. The water ghost looked back gratefully at Yu Sheng, who was dancing in the attic.
"Go and have a look, your shopkeeper is crazy," the water ghost said.
Feng'er was a little unhappy. She looked at Yu Sheng from a distance and was immediately relieved when she saw that he kept drinking.
"He's drunk and crazy. Come on, let's continue talking about whether water ghosts can have babies." Feng'er grabbed the water plant in her hand so that the water ghosts had nowhere to escape.
At this time, downstairs, Ye Zigao was drinking tea and gargling, and a young girl came down the wooden stairs.
Ye Zigao hurriedly put down his tea cup and was about to go up to show his courtesy when he heard the black girl cough twice and immediately sat down obediently.
Just as laughter came, the young girl who was walking on the wooden ladder was startled, her feet trembled and she stepped down, and she rolled down the wooden ladder.
"I'll come, I'll come." Ye Zigao instantly jumped up from the stool, but he fell out after just a few steps.
The black girl withdrew her feet as if nothing had happened and looked at Fu Nan walking towards the girl, "Girl, are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay." Before Fu Nan could touch the corner of the girl's clothes, the girl stood up on her own.
She looked at the roof of the building and asked, "Is this killing a pig?"
Ye Zigao and Hei Niu also raised their heads, wondering who was making this weird laughter.
"Shopkeeper Yu." Cao'er said without raising her head, still counting her eggs. The difference is that now there is an extra Liu Liu, so she can count even more eggs.
"From the shopkeeper?" Ye Zigao wondered, did shopkeeper Yu pick up the money?
At this time, the girl who had just fallen suddenly changed her tone, "Master Yu is back? Oh my, Master Yu's laughter is so magnetic."
She picked up her paper and pen, turned around and ran up the stairs, leaving behind everyone looking at each other and Fu Nan who awkwardly took back his hand.
After a long time, Ye Zi said: "This girl said yesterday that she was one of the few people who lived in Taishi City in half of the wilderness?"
Wei Zai and Hei Niu nodded accordingly.
Taishi City is no stranger to the human cities. Wherever big things happen, they will be there.
Even when nothing major happens, they are still there, traveling through various places in the wilderness and recording the history of each place.
Many songs praising heroes, the establishment and destruction of many human cities, and even many human mysteries can be found in Taishi City.
The historians of Taishi City are divided into Taishi Ling and Qiju Sheren.
People who often appear around people are those who live in the house. Once Taishi Ling appears, there will definitely be a war.
Following the laughter, the girl came to the attic and saw Yu Sheng lying on his back on the table, drinking wine with one hand raised to the sky, and waving a pen on the floating paper with the other hand.
Inadvertently, Qijushe saw a line of words and opened her teeth and claws. In a trance, a dragon appeared and showed off its power in front of her.
The girl was startled again and screamed "Ah".
While talking to the water ghost in high spirits, Feng'er, who looked hopeless, stopped and turned to look at the attic of the inn.
The water ghost also looked back, then resignedly waiting for Feng'er's torture. Unexpectedly, Feng'er got up and ran directly towards the inn.
"There's a good show." She threw a sentence to the water ghost, who got up and asked, "What's the good show?"
Feng'er had long since disappeared. The water ghost quickly untied the water plants and hurriedly followed. He really wanted to know what was going on.
Yu Sheng, who was shocked, woke up from his joyful swaying. He looked at the girl with drunken eyes and asked, "Who are you?"
The girl who calmed down held her hands and said, "I live in Taishi City, and I have met the leader of the Eastern Wilderness Alliance."
"Taishicheng?" Yu Sheng sat quietly on the stool, "What kind of city is that?" He shook the wine gourd, and there was not a drop of wine left, so he threw it out.
A wine gourd that can hold wine is very rare. If anyone who knows Yu Sheng is here, he must know that Yu Sheng is drunk now.
"Taishicheng..." Wuyun looked at Yu Sheng strangely, "Taishicheng takes history as its city."
"The taste is a bit off." Yu Sheng took out a jar of wine out of thin air.