Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 266: May this always be the case

Almost ten days later, a small boat carrying Ji Yuan, Wang Li and Zhang Rui was traveling on a small river, approaching the Tongtian River.

The boat was traveling very smoothly, with almost no shaking. There were pens, ink, paper and inkstones placed on the small table in the cabin. Wang Li was writing something on the table while Zhang Rui was sitting on the side watching.

After a long time, Wang Li finally wrote the last word, breathed a sigh of relief, and put the pen on the pen holder.

Looking at Zhang Rui beside him, Wang Li remembered his previous lesson and quickly asked Ji Yuan.

"Mr. Ji, you, the person in the story, don't mind Wang adapting the plot appropriately. Some things are still very inconvenient to write into a book. It would be more appropriate to replace it with a previous dynasty or make up a dynasty."

What I just heard from Ji Yuan was the story of the old turtle on the Chunmu River. Since it was told by Mr. Ji, it must have happened.

No matter how ignorant Wang Li is, he still knows that it is not easy to write this kind of story into a book without revision.

What he experienced during this period was a big shock to Wang Li, but when it came to his job as a storyteller, he could still maintain a relatively normal mind.

"Hahahaha... As long as you don't change it too much, the old turtle won't mind."

"Well..."

Wang Li responded, thought for a moment, and continued to speak hesitantly.

"Mr. Ji, actually I think the ending of this story is a little inappropriate."

Ji Yuan shook the oar and answered casually.

"What do you think is wrong, Mr. Wang? Tell me."

Over the past few days, Wang Lizhi had generally understood Ji Yuan's temper, so he felt free to speak boldly.

"Mr. Ji, this story has twists and turns, magic, vicissitudes of life, and depth. However, Wang always feels that the ending is inappropriate. Think about it, whether it is the Taizu of this dynasty, Regardless of the Xiao family, they may have to bear some price. As a god, you naturally know this, but it is not obvious to me."

Wang Li considered his words and continued.

"Wang believes that storytelling, in addition to bringing a little joy to the public, also plays a role in warning the world. It is indeed difficult to clearly explain the retribution of good and evil in the world, but at least in the story, there should be, and can be If you can't even let people get rid of evil happily in the storyteller's story, how boring would it be..."

"Pah, pah, pah, pah..."

Ji Yuan put down his oar and clapped his hands several times towards Wang Li.

"That's right, well said! Change it according to what you think."

"Hey, then I... will change it?"

Wang Li asked again in confirmation. Ji Yuan rocked the oar again, nodded and emphasized.

"Change!"

In this case, Wang Li was no longer polite, directly took out the pen and dipped it in ink, turned the page and wrote again.

What he has now is just a first draft. He just roughly wrote down what Mr. Ji said before his memory faded, and then he elaborated and gradually perfected the story.

To form a good story that can be remembered deeply, the core itself is naturally indispensable, but the polish of the storyteller is also crucial. Wang Li also worked hard in this process. After all, compared with the previous days of hearing or transcribing Other famous stories, this kind of real magical story can make him even more excited.

Zhang Rui looked at Wang Li with some surprise. When this man was writing and telling stories, he was completely different in the brothel. The question and answer Mr. Tongji just had was even more surprising to her.

Just because Wang Lin could say what he just said and Mr. Ji applauded him, Zhang Rui looked at Wang Li with admiration.

Thinking about it carefully, the original adaptation of "Bai Lu Yuan" actually had a similar meaning. I felt sick, but it was because I happened to be the "victim" of the adaptation, and the ending of Bai Lu and Zhou Lang, although it was tragic But after all, they reunited in the underworld, and they finally got married. The tragedy is even more embarrassing, and at the same time, the city god's strict laws are also impressive.

It’s just that Wang Li didn’t know the severity of vaginal flogging at the time, which made the story a bit over-understood by someone like her who knew some hard-core knowledge.

Wang Li is still revising, and will stop to sharpen ink from time to time. Zhang Rui, apart from occasionally looking at what he has written, spends most of the time with his eyes closed to meditate. Don’t think about the incense and power for the time being, but you can take it slow. Absorb the Yin spirit energy coming from the water.

About half a day after the boat merged into the Tongtian River with the stream of the river, some special bubbles began to appear beside the boat.

"Mr. Ji?"

Zhang Rui, who noticed the abnormality, opened his eyes and asked, but found that Ji Yuan just shook his head.

"It's out of the way."

Sure enough, everything returned to its original state after a while, and nothing strange happened in the water. Wang Lize had no idea that Zhang Rui had been wary and was still immersed in his own story world.

When we arrived at the Tongtian River, there were more mounds and woodlands. About a quarter of an hour later, the boat was driven by Ji Yuan's oar and turned through a winding area. Zhang Rui suddenly found the near side behind the mounds. Two people were standing on the shore.

The two people were dressed in gorgeous clothes. One man and one woman were very handsome. Their red faces were eclipsed by the woman's. But in such a remote and desolate location, how could there be two people like this standing on the shore? There was no one nearby. There are no carriages, horses, or boats.

"Hey, Wang Li, there is a beautiful girl over there."

"Oh."

Wang Li responded without looking up. After writing a few words, he seemed to come back to his senses. He quickly looked in the direction of Zhang Rui's finger and saw the two outstanding-looking people.

Then Zhang Rui and Wang Li discovered that in addition to the two people who had been looking at the boat, the boat was also approaching the shore.

"Ying Feng" "Ying Ruoli"

"Meet Uncle Ji!"

When Long Zi and Long Nu were still seven or eight feet away from the boat, they bowed solemnly to greet them.

Ji Yuan put down the oar at the bow of the boat and returned the favor.

"Hello, two great nephews!"

Normally speaking, Ji Yuan would address him as "Your Highness Ying" and "Empress Jiang Shen".

But this time Wang Li was on the boat and he couldn't be surprised if he called him that directly, so he simply called him "nephew" this time.

In fact, after seeing Wang Li's reaction to the impact he received a few days ago, Ji Yuan didn't want Wang Li to be exposed to too many supernatural things. After he relayed it, it would be better as a pure storyteller.

At this moment, the boat just docked. Ryuko and Ryūnu stepped onto the bow of the boat together, and then the boat continued to sail along the river towards Kyoto.

Since the two people boarded the ship, although no magical light appeared, Zhang Rui subconsciously did not dare to speak. Even Wang Li only dared to peek at the two people and mainly wrote.

"Uncle Ji, are you going to the capital? My father is sleeping, do you want to wake him up?"

Looking at Ji Yuan’s attitude, he definitely didn’t come to Tongtianjiang specifically, and Long Zi still understood this.

"No, no, no, no."

"Uncle Ji, who are these two?"

The dragon girl walked to the cabin, saluted the two people inside and asked.

Zhang Rui and Wang Li quickly returned the gift.

"My name is Zhang Rui, and I am... from Yanzhou. His name is Wang Li, a storyteller."

Wang Li looked at Zhang Rui and twitched his mouth.

"Uh-huh, I, Wang Li, am a storyteller."

"Well, the little girl Ying Ruoli, that one is the elder brother Ying Feng, both are Mr. Ji's descendants."

Afterwards, Ying Ruoli entered the cabin to find out what Wang Li was doing, and then quickly went out to chat with Ji Yuan.

In the next half day, there were two more people on the boat. It was not until the next pier that Ji Yuan docked the boat.

Zhang Rui and Wang Li knew it was time to part ways. They went ashore, while Ji Yuan and the other two remained on the boat.

“Take a boat from this pier and go southeast along the Tongtian River, and you can quickly reach Yanzhou.”

This has been agreed a long time ago. Zhang Rui will naturally not go to Kyoto. He wants to complete the story and follow the gods, but Ji Yuan does not intend to take him with him forever. He takes him away from Chengsu Mansion because he is afraid that this person will be The liquidation at the brothel was also intended to keep him away from the land of flowers and willows.

At this moment, Zhang Rui had already disappeared and was standing next to Wang Li, just saying goodbye to the people on the boat, while Wang Li was even more excited.

"Mr. Ji, when can I see you again? Do you think I have a chance to...become someone like you..."

Wang Li on the shore looked at the people on the dock around him and asked vaguely and expectantly. This made both Zhang Rui and Long Zi and Long Nu laugh.

Ji Yuan understands what Wang Li means. Everyone thinks that gods are good. In fact, it’s really good.

"Hahahaha... Mr. Wang, be your storyteller, and we can meet again."

Ji Yuan smiled and used the bamboo poles on the boat to support the shore of the dock and pushed the boat to the river. Wang Li stood on the shore and watched the boat go away, feeling a little sad.

When the boat was more than ten feet away from the dock, Ji Yuan suddenly turned around and shouted.

"Mr. Wang, what you said on the boat one day ago will always be like this, right?"

Ji Yuan’s question was a little confusing. Long Zi and Long Nu didn’t know, and even Zhang Rui didn’t react for a while. On the contrary, Wang Li understood what Mr. Ji was asking in an instant, and in his mind Flash forward to the day before when he said he wanted to change the ending of the story, and Mr. Ji's applause at that time.

"Mr. Ji~~~Wang will always be like this~~~"

Wang Li shouted towards the river in response.

Ji Yuan nodded and solemnly raised his hand towards the shore again.

Wang Li didn't dare to be negligent when he saw this, and hurriedly returned the gift. Then he watched the boat go farther and farther, and soon it became blurry in his sight.

"Let's go, Mr. Wang Da, look for Shuyuan www.zhaａｏyuan.com and don't even think about sneaking to the capital!"

"Hey, Miss Zhang, you... OK, OK... But don't you think that girl Ying's name sounds familiar to you?"

"You're so familiar, you just see how pretty I am!"

"It's really not..."

Wang Li smiled bitterly, carried his luggage and went to find a boat. In the eyes of outsiders, this guy might be a little out of his mind when he was talking to himself.

On the Tongtian River, Ji Yuan shook the oar with one hand, and stretched out his sword finger with his right hand. A Xuzi on it flashed away.

"I hope you will always be like this..."

"Uncle Ji?"

"It's okay."

Ji Yuan rowed the boat, and this time the speed of the boat was much faster than before.

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