Hear what Li Xun said.
Jian Qi seemed a little disdainful, turning back to glance at the jade pen in his hand, and said lightly: "What you are holding in your hand is the Jinghong Pen?"
Li Xun was stunned, "Senior, have you seen it before?"
"Jinghong Bi, Book of Troubled Times, Law of Destiny."
Jian Qi smiled and said lightly: "Even if others want to imitate, they don't have the ability. As for the scholar, he is somewhat famous, but it's a pity... He has such a good opportunity, but he is immersed in some heretical ways.
In the side door, the practice is abandoned."
"More important."
After a pause, he emphasized again: "He wrote countless stories about crazy men and women, and romantic affairs, for you and me, but after all, they are all just from his own imagination. Does he... really understand love?"
Li Xun was stunned again.
He quickly humbly asked for advice: "Dare I ask my senior, what is love?"
"The so-called love..."
Jian Qi was silent for a moment, then a trace of sadness and loneliness suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "It's just a heartbreak, it's a thousand twists and turns, it's... it's unforgettable!"
Li Xun's face turned solemn.
Then he bowed deeply.
"Junior has learned a lesson!"
"hehe."
Jian Qi smiled bleakly and sighed: "How can something truly unforgettable be carved with a pen?"
"senior."
Li Xun said seriously: "You must have many stories about you!"
"I have a story."
Jian Qi did not deny it, glanced at him, and said calmly: "Why, do you have wine?"
"You can have wine."
Li Xun raised his arm and said seriously: "Besides, I still have a pen."
"What's the meaning?"
"The stories of our predecessors must be ecstatic and heartbreaking... Wouldn't it be a pity if they were buried like this?"
"It's a pity indeed."
Jian Qi sighed lonely and said: "You must know that they are all the first-class poor women in the world. They were born in poor families, met with unkind people, and had a bad life. However, they can continue to strengthen themselves and fight against their fate... Being with them is like drinking bitter.
Wine is as sweet as sugar..."
The more I listen.
Master Li's eyes became brighter and brighter.
Over the years, he had suffered from a lack of ideas, so he traveled everywhere in search of inspiration, and now... Jian Qi's face was filled with the inspiration he needed.
"senior!"
Thinking of this, he bowed deeply again and said sincerely: "If I don't give up, I will... I am willing to share my worries for my seniors!"
"I said it."
Jian Qi seemed to have seen through his thoughts and said softly: "The lover is heartbroken, the lover is unforgettable, how can I..."
Half the story.
Li Xun suddenly took out a pamphlet and handed it to him.
"senior!"
"Please take a look!"
The booklet is only about the size of a palm and not too thick. There are only three words written in handwriting on the cover.
The Story of Xunying.
Jian Qi was a little disdainful.
He glanced at it nonchalantly, and then... he couldn't look away anymore!
After a while.
He suddenly frowned, looked away from the pamphlet, stared at Li Xun and said, "Did you write it?"
"good."
"Where's the back?"
"It was originally meant to be written."
Li Xun glanced at Yu Hongying and said with some embarrassment: "But it was delayed due to some things..."
"Procrastinating is not a good habit!"
Jian Qi interrupted him and said seriously: "Hurry up and write!"
"Yes yes yes!"
Li Xun quickly agreed and said cautiously: "Senior, what do you think...?"
Jian Qi suddenly fell silent.
After half a moment, he sighed quietly and said: "It will be unforgettable, it will turn over a thousand times, and my heart will be broken!"
Everyone: "?"
"Three Saints."
Heifeng scratched his head, with a look of honesty and confusion on his face, and asked curiously: "Didn't you say that you can't use a pen to remember things forever..."
"What do you know!"
Jian Qi scolded: "The edge of the pen is like a sword, the sword pierces the bones, and the sword pierces the heart... It can carry the joy and anger of all living beings, and can tolerate the various expressions of living beings, so what's the point of trivial love?"
Everyone: "??"
Black Wind: "..."
Jian Qi didn't care what they thought at all, he just stared at Li Xun and said with emotion: "You are powerful in writing, delicate in technique, charming but not seductive in conception, colorful but not vulgar in description... You have the style of everyone, have you practiced before?"
"Senior doesn't know something."
Li Xun said modestly: "Li is not talented. Before he started practicing Buddhism, his family was very poor. In addition, his parents died early, and he was helpless. He simply went to a private school for a few years, and then simply made a living by writing scripts. Sometimes he was too short of money.
…”
Speaking of which.
He suddenly lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "I will also accept some... private orders."
The more I listen.
Jian Qi's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"In what way?"
"Of course it's... not too serious."
Having said this, Li Xun quickly emphasized: "But senior, don't worry, this junior is definitely a serious person!"
Everyone: "???"
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Jian Qi was very satisfied. He stretched out his finger, and a bit of spiritual light disappeared into Li Xun's eyebrows.
"This is my story!"
"It is indeed unforgettable, but..."
Li Xun combed it carefully for a moment, then sighed with admiration, then lowered his voice and asked quietly: "Why are they just some code names? Do they...don't have names?"
"They are all beautiful people with poor lives, struggling to survive."
Jian Qi sighed lonely and said softly: "Names are of no use to them, and they are even more of a luxury."
"This junior is superficial!"
Li Xun's face was filled with shame.
He felt that these poor women were so miserable that they could only use one code name, so how miserable could their fate be?
"Write well."
Jian Qi patted his shoulder again and encouraged: "I leave my unforgettable love to you, and I also leave their fate to you!"
"Senior, don't worry!"
Li Xun bowed solemnly: "I will... live up to my expectations!"
"good!"
Jian Qi was very satisfied with his attitude. With a sudden push of his thumb, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed for another half inch. A wisp of awe-inspiring sharpness penetrated Li Xun's eyebrows again, lurking in the deepest part of his sea of ​​consciousness!
Li Xun was stunned!
He was actually given a sword intention by Jian Qi!
"It's a chore."
"I can't take advantage of you in vain."
Jian Qi smiled and said: "This sword intention is your reward. If you encounter a crisis, you will sacrifice it. There is no one who cannot be killed and no enemy who cannot be destroyed!"
Li Xunyi bowed to the end!
Everyone stared at this scene blankly. Although they had long been accustomed to Master Li's erudition, they still felt a little envious, a little emotional, and a little speechless... but there was no jealousy!
Technical work!
They won't, and they won't be jealous!
After giving a sword intention.
It seemed that the last of his strength had been completely consumed, and the figure that was originally transparent and indistinct actually began to loosen up.
"Three Saints!"
Hei Feng was shocked: "How come you..."
"It's just a clone. If it's gone, it's gone."
Jian Qihun waved his hand carelessly, then turned his eyes and landed on Tangtang not far away, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Little girl."
Chapter completed!