After seducing the beauty who was completely fooled by her, Beiming happily left the wine shop and headed straight to Jiuyi City under the envious and complicated eyes of everyone.
The Qiye Continent is vast and rich in resources. Due to the different ethnic groups that live there, each place has its own characteristics. For example, Jiuyi is a place where women are in power, so industries such as playbooks are booming.
There is a Sanwei Bookstore in Jiuyi City. The storybooks sold in the bookstore can be sold all over the world. Among the many storybooks, the one written by Beimingjun is the most popular.
Today, the business of Sanwei Bookstore is bleak.
The fat shopkeeper of the bookstore held his head in boredom and sighed deeply at the blue sky outside the door. While sighing, he asked the duster: "Do you think Lord Beiming is dead?"
The waiter's hand shook and he asked uncertainly, "Can't you?"
But the fat shopkeeper said: "Is there anything in this world that is impossible?"
"..."
"No!" The fat shopkeeper slammed the table, "I can't sit still and wait for death. If Lord Beiming never comes, am I going to see the three bookstores unable to run their business?"
The waiter stopped dusting and asked, "Shopkeeper, what do you want to do?"
"The nobles of Jiuyi City like the book of stories written by Lord Beiming the most. As long as Lord Beiming releases a new book, it will be sold out quickly. If Lord Beiming dies, the original works of Lord Beiming left in the bookstore will become
It has become a priceless treasure."
As he spoke, the fat shopkeeper's eyes suddenly lit up. He touched his raised belly, narrowed his greedy eyes, and instructed the waiter: "Hurry up and put a notice on the door, saying that Lord Beiming is dead. In order to commemorate Beiming, Sanwei Bookstore
Lord Ming will hold an auction of the original manuscripts of Lord Ming!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the fat shopkeeper jumped up with joy: "No, I still have to write it myself."
The fat shopkeeper rushed out of the door and stood in front of the door rubbing his hands excitedly: "Not only do I have to post notices in front of the bookstore, I also have to post them everywhere in Jiuyi City -"
The fat shopkeeper's excited face froze, because Beiming hooked the beauty's hand and stood under the door of Sanwei Bookstore, looking at the fat shopkeeper with a smile.
"..." The fat shopkeeper immediately gave a flattering smile, "Beiming Lord, you finally showed up! Do you know how much the book readers in Jiuyi City miss you?!"
"No matter how much they miss me, they don't miss me as much as you miss me. You miss me so much that you wish I was dead."
"Heh." The guy couldn't help laughing.
The fat shopkeeper immediately attacked the waiter, who was so frightened that he hurriedly ran away.
"Jun Beiming, aren't I joking with my guy? How can I expect you to die? You are the living signature of Sanwei Bookstore."
snort.
Since the beauty was by her side, she didn't care too much about the fat shopkeeper.
"Find me a quiet room."
The fat shopkeeper secretly squinted his eyes at Jing Zhi, who was standing next to Bei Ming. When he saw Jing Zhi's celestial appearance, his silk-threaded eyes suddenly turned into black beans.
"So handsome..."
Beiming's cold expression darkened, and he said with murderous intent: "Fat man, Jiuyi's bookstores are not one hundred, but ninety-nine. Do you believe that I can make Jiuyi's tomorrow less shop called Sanwei Bookstore?"
The fat shopkeeper immediately lowered his head and said, "Mr. Beiming and your distinguished guests, please come inside."
Going in from the shop and bypassing a screen, there is a long corridor. At the end of the corridor is a small wooden door. Behind the wooden door is a courtyard with beautiful scenery.
The fat shopkeeper pointed to a small wooden building hidden deep in the courtyard and said flatteringly: "Jun Beiming, this is a new small wooden building built by me according to your request."
"Yeah, very good."
Seeing that Beiming was quite satisfied, the fat shopkeeper rubbed his hands and said, "I haven't seen Lord Beiming in March. I wonder if Lord Beiming is coming. Can you bring the manuscript with you?"
Although this guy runs a bookstore, he is an extremely philistine businessman. Of course, if this guy is not a philistine, his name as Lord Beiming cannot be popular among Jiuyi.
She handed over the two story books completed by Lieutenant General Yi Sleeve: "When you've finished using them, return the manuscripts!"
The fat shopkeeper's face froze and he hurriedly assured: "Jun Beiming, the villain is just joking."
"roll."
"..." The fat shopkeeper held the storybook, turned around quickly, and quickly ran away without a trace.
Bei Ming raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Beauty... Jingzhi, please come inside."
Jing Zhi didn't understand, his eyes fell on Beiming's face: "Is it you?"
"Eh?"
Jingzhi took out "The Love of Life and Death" from his sleeve: "This."
Bei Ming smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's me."
The beauty must have been impressed by her, right? However, the beauty just stuffed the storybook into her sleeves and walked into the courtyard without giving her a word of praise.
Outside the newly built wooden library, the strong smell of paint has not dissipated. There is a blank plaque hanging on the door. Bei Ming half-raised his eyes and asked with a smile: "Jingzhi, what do you think this building should be called?"
"I don't know." After saying this, the beauty went straight into the library.
Bei Ming, who fell behind, looked at the beauty's elegant back, and suddenly felt blessed. She tapped her fingertips, and a flash of light flew up to the plaque. When the light dissipated, the words "Jing Zui" fell on the plaque.
.
Looking at the two words "Jingzui" written in one stroke, as if drunk, I felt extremely satisfied.
Then, she also stepped up and walked into the library.
The small library is filled with neat bookshelves, and most of the bookshelves are filled with books. The books are placed in an orderly manner according to category and year of signature.
The beauty stood in front of a bookshelf, her eyes filled with wonder: "Did you write these?"
"Not really."
"Um?"
"Half of it was written by me, and half of it was what I heard from mortals." Bei Ming stretched out his hand and gently touched the book with his fingertips. "Many stories are extremely beautiful. If no one writes them down, they will be sealed forever.
, these stories will one day become unrecognizable as they are passed down by word of mouth, and then disappear.”
"Don't you want the story to disappear?"
Beiming Wan'er: "Didn't Jing Zhi say it before? Life is like a play, and play is like life. The stories told by mortals are never imaginary and groundless conjectures, but what they have actually experienced, or are currently experiencing, and will repeat endlessly.
A time that has been experienced in a complicated way. We can even say that the stories connected by these words are a history of ordinary people."
The beauty was thoughtful, and after a moment, he asked, "Can I take a look?"
"certainly!"
"well……"
One hour? Or two hours?
The beauty said she wanted to read it casually, so she actually sat in front of the desk on the side of the bookstore, reading the book and completely forgetting herself. Poor Bei Ming just looked at him in such a stupid way, completely forgetting himself.
The beauty is so beautiful that I never tire of it.
But she was hungry and thirsty, and she wanted to find a place to drink a glass of fine wine and taste a table of delicious food.
"scene--"
"Shh." The beauty touched her lips with her fingertips, signaling Beiming to be quiet.
"..."
Well, she finally understood why the elders in Meiren'er's family insisted on Meiren'er leaving home and going to the human world. How could he, with his foolish appearance and ignorance of the world, be able to break his life?
Until the sunset, when the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the beauty's shoulders through the window, he did not move.
The tired Beiming let out a long sigh and stood up. She turned around and walked outside the wooden building.
What if the beauty was tricking her and just waited for her to leave before disappearing without a trace?
Bei Ming suddenly turned around and returned to the study room. Under the setting sun, the beauty who was reading the storybook attentively looked like the most tranquil and beautiful picture in the world.
What is she thinking?
How could a beauty trick her?
It must be that the story she wrote was so beautiful that the beauty was so absorbed in the drama that she didn't care about anything else. Since the beauty was so absorbed in reading it, she might as well go and make trouble, drink a pot of wine, and bring some food to the beauty by the way.
Bei Ming left happily.
Because she was worried about her, she left quickly and came back quickly. Before the afterglow of the setting sun completely disappeared from the sky, she was already carrying a pot of fine daughter's red wine.
Add a roast chicken and return to the wooden building.
However, when people left, the building was empty.
A piece of paper fell on the desk, and it read: "Thank you very much."
Thank you!
Before she left, why not set up a barrier outside the building? If it were set up, the beauty would not be able to escape even if she wanted to. Now, it is too late to regret it.
The lost Bei Ming wandered around the human world for a while. Unfortunately, she walked through most of the human world without encountering any beauty. After asking around, no one knew that there was an unparalleled beauty named Jingzhi in Qiye Continent.
This sudden romantic encounter seemed like a dream of Bei Ming's, and that beautiful and otherworldly scene was just nothingness she made up.
Bei Ming, who was frustrated in love, wandered to Chongquan for no reason.
Seeing that the Shuiyue Tower in Chongquan was brightly lit and full of guests and friends, Bei Ming jumped up to the highest point on the third floor. Demon King Jiang Li was holding a pot of wine and half leaning on the railing with a melancholy face.
However, when his melancholy hit Bei Ming's eyes, he suddenly turned into jealousy. Jiang Li suddenly threw away the wine jar in his hand, conjured a knife in the air, and killed her.
Bei Ming stepped back in shock: "Old monster, why are you so crazy?"
Jiang Li smiled coldly and threw the cold knife in his hand mercilessly. The knife hit her isolation talisman and shattered into powder in an instant. Jiang Li sighed with regret: "What a pity."
pity?
Could it be that this guy really wanted to kill her?!
Bei Ming was already in a bad mood because of the beauty. When Jiang Li made an unreasonable attack, Bei Ming became furious: "Old monster, let's kill him!"
"OK!"
Half a quarter of an hour later, Bei Ming and Jiang Li were sitting at the highest point of the Shuiyue Tower, with twenty or thirty jars of spirits placed behind them. The owner of the building, Ze Yu, stood in the middle with a smile, and was forcibly pulled to be the judge of today's battle.
"Beiming, what are you causing trouble with my king again?"
"Am I making a fuss?!" Bei Ming glared angrily, "Roly-poly, your demon king is unreasonable, why don't you also? I came to Shuiyue Tower to have a drink, and the demon king will kill me when he sees me. What do you think I'm making a fuss about?" "
"..." Ze Yu glanced at Jiang Li helplessly, but did not dare to speak directly to the Demon King, "Beiming, I am Ze Yu."
"ha?"
"Roly-poly is really not a good name."
"Will you?" Bei Ming turned his head sideways and glanced at one of Ze Yu's legs. "Although roly-poly is not a very nice word, it is a rare and appropriate way to describe you."