"It is impossible to make mistakes with the sacred artifact. Since it shows that it exists, it must exist, and it has been recognized by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. After returning, we should immediately investigate this matter thoroughly. This is for our Daxuan Kingdom...
No, it is of great significance even to Confucianism and Taoism as a whole, and we must not be careless!"
In the void behind the Academy of Literature, the old man in plain clothes finally spoke and concluded the matter.
Others immediately nodded slightly in agreement, but then someone said: "Then what is going on with this golden light now? Is there a new theme coming out?"
Under everyone's doubtful gazes, the golden light carving gradually stopped, and suddenly another mark of heaven and earth appeared on the body of the sky-measuring pen.
Future fantasy!
"Future fantasy? What kind of story is this?"
Looking at this mark, the top brass of the Academy couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
At this time, Long Cheng, Guan Feng and other liberal arts students who went to Daming Mansion to take the test in Wenshan were also on their way back to Shendu, and they also brought back all of Su Ping'an's stories.
It is conceivable that when Su Pingan's story enters the capital of God, it will cause an unprecedented storm.
…
"Phew... finally finished!"
Dongping Street, Qingfeng Restaurant.
After three consecutive days of writing day and night, covering the stars and chasing the moon, Su Ping'an finally wrote all the remaining chapters of "Dou Po".
In the past few days, apart from eating and sleeping, he spent the rest of his time writing books, which almost made him vomit, but fortunately he persisted in the end and completed this arduous task.
The remaining manuscript of nearly 1.5 million words lasted for three days and three nights. Even if Su Ping'an was a scribe with a literary background, he almost couldn't bear it.
"You have worked hard!"
Next to him, Liu Qingxi saw that he had finally finished his work and quickly gave him a bowl of ginseng soup to help him relax. Then he looked at Su Ping'an calmly, his expression full of tenderness.
Su Ping'an was really exhausted. He raised his head and drank the ginseng soup in one gulp, which relieved some of his fatigue. Then he organized all the manuscripts piled high on the table, turned around and handed them into Liu Qingxi's hands, and gave instructions.
Said: "Here is the rest of the full text of 'Dou Po'. After I leave tomorrow, you can just update it twice or three times a day, so that you can hold on until I come back. If something unexpected happens in the middle, you can also
Send me a message..."
While Su Pingan was still explaining, Liu Qingxi suddenly stretched out an index finger and pressed Su Pingan's lips and said, "You have already explained it before."
Su Ping'an was speechless when he heard this, and then he remembered that he had indeed said these words a few days ago, so he scratched his head in embarrassment.
Liu Qingxi also smiled, and then pressed her green-white fingers on Su Pingan's temples on both sides, gently helping Su Pingan relieve fatigue.
The room fell silent for a while, looking quiet and peaceful. Although neither of them spoke, deep down they were trying to enjoy the last bit of time they spent together.
After a while, Su Pingan suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, "I'll show you something good!"
After saying that, before Liu Qingxi could speak, Su Ping'an hurriedly got up and ran downstairs, then ran back again with a stack of comic book manuscripts of "The Chess Boy".
Liu Qingxi looked at him suspiciously, wondering what he was up to.
Su Ping'an looked a little excited. After he got the manuscript back, he cut out all the comic strip illustrations in the manuscript and sealed them into a blue pebble the size of an egg. Then he activated his literary energy,
Pour it into the cobblestones and voila...
The cobblestones flashed with light, and then hazy figures appeared in the void, and the figures were still moving, as if they were busy with something.
"Hey... images can't appear out of thin air, oh, that means there's still a curtain missing!"
Seeing this scene, Su Ping'an slapped his forehead, and then hurried out again. Soon after, he pulled a large piece of white satin cloth and hung it on the beam in the house. When it was hung down, it looked like a fan.
Just like the door curtain, he placed the pebbles behind the curtain and injected literary style again.
Uh-huh...
This time, after the image appeared on the curtain, the whole thing suddenly became clear.
Liu Qingxi then saw that the little people who were originally in the comic strips seemed to have come to life, and they were actually moving coherently on the curtain. Although the painting style looked a bit strange, it felt different.
novel.
"This... what is this? Why did the characters in the comic book come to life on this piece of satin cloth? How did you do it?"
Liu Qingxi's eyes were filled with sparkles, and the surprise and surprise on her face could not be concealed.
Seeing her reaction, Su Ping'an immediately felt that this work was not in vain. He then explained with a smile: "Actually, it's nothing, but it was done with the help of that pebble. That stone is called 'Wind Shadow Stone'.
It's the reward I got from the old Confucian sage in the Wenshan test. As long as I cut out all the contents of the comic strip, seal it into cobblestones, and then inject literary spirit to activate them, then the characters in the painting will shine through.
On the curtain...oh, on this piece of cloth, they will be as real as they are now, and all the contents of the story will be expressed.
I call this form...movie!"
"Movie?"
Liu Qingxi felt strange about this title.
Su Ping'an said: "That's right. But time was tight just now, and the content in these comics is not close, so now it seems that the whole 'movie' will be a little rough, the content will be a little jumpy, and there are no lines, sound effects, etc.
It’s really too bad. But wait until I come back in the future, and I will carefully make a complete ‘movie’ by then, and then you will know how powerful it really is.”
Liu Qingxi looked at Su Ping'an with bright eyes and said, "No, I feel very powerful now. What lines and sound effects will be added later? What are they?"
"Well……"
Su Pingan was stunned for a moment, and then he woke up.
He has seen what real 'movies' are like, so he feels that the quality of some illustration-style movies is too bad. But for Liu Qingxi, this is the first time she has seen such a story format.
So it is inevitable that you will be surprised.
Su Pingan no longer pressed, shook his head and said with a smile: "You will know when the time comes. By then, I can guarantee that Qingfeng Restaurant will become the most special existence in the entire Daxuan Kingdom. And by then we can still
Open the store to Shendu, and then I will..."
While talking, Su Ping'an suddenly thought of something, stopped for a moment, and his expression became a little gloomy.
After Liu Qingxi noticed it, he couldn't help but tilted his head and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Su Ping'an was silent for a moment. He seemed to be struggling a little, but also seemed a little helpless. Finally, he smiled bitterly, raised his head and looked at Liu Qingxi again and said: "Actually, there is something I have always wanted to tell you, but I don't know how.
Open your mouth."
"What's the matter?" Liu Qingxi's tone gradually became lower. She seemed to have a premonition of something through Su Ping'an's expression.
Su Ping'an said calmly: "That's my life experience. You must have also had doubts about who I am, where I come from, and why I appeared in Qingyun County in the first place, and I looked so downtrodden, right?
"
Liu Qingxi remained silent, but her breathing became slightly quickened.
Su Pingan stared at her closely and said: "Actually, I am from Shendu, and my true identity is Su Pingan, the Sanlang of the Su family, a Confucian and Taoist family in Shendu!"
