Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey Chapter 688: Self-exile

This evil spirit is not owned by the young man himself, but exaggerated.

Pei Ziyun thought and smiled: "Literature is not only a dream, but also a breakthrough. A work that is constrained in the original form, no matter how well written, it is difficult to get a high evaluation."

"Breakthrough? Just like Yoshizaki Taku?" The young man immediately answered, his eyes shining.

"Yes, it's the same as Yoshizaki Taku." Pei Ziyun's smile deepened, and she shrugged and said, "However, if you can't return, I'm afraid the result will not be good."

"Taku Yoshizaki died by cutting his belly."

Hearing Pei Ziyun's words, the young man answered without hesitation: "From a certain point of view, it is true, but if you can achieve the same as Yoshizaki Taku's achievements, even if you commit suicide, you will die for literature."

"Furthermore, for Kyoko, I must also go out and invest, even if there is a price, I am willing to bear it."

"..." Pei Ziyun re-examined the boy in front of him--the young man was thin, not tall, and shook his head slightly, and asked: "Did you mention Kyoko, is it your wife?"

"I'm not married yet, so let's be a girlfriend!" The young man replied, "Oh, Kyoko is my childhood sweetheart. Since I was a child, I have been considered a promising person, but my literary journey is not smooth, let alone Kyoko. A wealthy life is not even a basic life."

"So, I left Kyoko three years ago."

Originally, Dongying people value privacy, and they would never say such embarrassing words, but I don’t know why, now young people even say it.

In Dongying, men are responsible for supporting the family and are the main source of income for the family. The wife is responsible for the family at home. The man has a high status. When he comes home, the wife says: "Welcome back!"

I also need to help my husband carry shoes.

But this is based on the premise that a man has a stable income. If a man does not have a stable income, his dignity is gone. The difficulties can be imagined. Under this kind of life pressure, young people feel guilty, the only The solution was to leave Kyoko, so she left under the pretext of catching the wind and wandered outside.

Listening to this scene, Hayakawa Naomi and Suiko were shocked.

"Did you hear that?" Hayakawa Naomi asked Tsueko.

When he was a child, it was very difficult to follow his mother. When he became rich, he received the formal education of Chuan Shrine: "Well, I saw it. I saw O'Neill talking to a strange and incompetent person and asking him to eat snacks. ."

Hayakawa Naomi wiped her sweat: "That person smells like a monster."

"Really? It is true, but the smell is very weak. Is it our job to be him?" Koko touched, the knife was not in his hand, and he was in the car: "I'll go get the knife and hack him, even his wife A man who can’t support and has run away from home is not worthy to live.

"Hey, wait for the minister's order!" Hayakawa Naomi realized that Tsunko was going to move, dumbfounded, and hurriedly pulled her.

The young man didn't know that Kenzi was about to hack him to death, and was still talking.

In Dongying, I do odd jobs in convenience stores. The hourly salary is generally 900 yen. Young people can live with odd jobs, but as time goes by, I gradually think of Kyoko.

Three years later, the young man finally couldn't stand it anymore. He secretly returned to the original rented apartment, plucked up the courage to knock on the door, and imagined a thousand results, but he never expected that Kyoko and he left three years ago. Like that day, standing at the door to greet him home, his smile remained the same, his hairstyle remained the same, and even the clothes he wore did not change.

The young man with ragged clothes and a sloppy beard opened his mouth wide to say something when Kyoko welcomed him, but his tears couldn't stop streaming.

"From that day on, I swear that I must make achievements, at least to support her." The young man was immersed in the memory. He hadn't spoken for a long time, and it took a long time to come back to his senses and get up to apologize.

Pei Ziyun smiled and shook his hand, and said: "It doesn't matter, it's just getting late... I was interrupted just now, I'm going back, goodbye."

The young man stood up and watched Pei Ziyun go away.

"Eunice-chan, is this man our task? Then I will kill him with a knife!" Yuko didn't like the young man very much, yelling with a knife.

"No, I saw it with my own eyes. This wicked spirit is not owned by this person-Roshi Horikawa, but an exaggeration."

"In other words, our goal is not Roshi Horikawa!"

"Even if it's not Roshi Horikawa, it must be related to him, so you just need to force a confession." Saiko hummed.

"It's not that simple." Pei Ziyun shook his head. This is not only the principle of not harming the family (innocent), but more importantly, if the Dongying government can solve this problem, it would have been used long ago. He raised his gaze and looked in the air with a relaxed tone: "But for me, the solution is very simple, as long as Horikawa Roshi contacts it."

Entering the car, Pei Ziyun picked up the phone button: "Let me give him a chance!"

"Yamada-kun?" There was a female voice on the phone.

"Hey, Nagano-san? This is Shinichi Yamada." After a moment of greeting, Pei Ziyun said directly: "I met a writer at a coffee shop today and he wrote well. You can give a chance and he will vote for you. The manuscript is posted, and the name is Roshi Horikawa."

"If you can, please call me back now."

"No problem, I'll try it right away." Nagano Narumi said.

Pei Ziyun hung up the phone, leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and waited patiently. Kongzi had found her knife, slowly pulled the knife out of its sheath, and the light flashed across the knife.

Pei Ziyun glanced sideways, knowing that because his father had abandoned her, he was very unwelcome to this kind of man, so he followed her, but the knife was sixty centimeters long, and there was a faint feeling on it-Kongzi Can the killer get a copy himself?

Pei Ziyun glanced at her eyebrows again, it seemed that the beads had been refined a little more.

This is not what Hayakawa Naomi thinks. She is also very fond of literature. She hesitated and asked: "Did you mention Yoshizaki Taku to Mr. Horikawa just now?"

"Oh, this, this is related to Dongying's national character. In Dongying who believes in collectivism, tradition, breakthrough, and return are a system."

"When Western literature was introduced to Dongying, Yoshizaki Taku was inspired to form a new literary school. This can be regarded as a breakthrough."

"But among the East Ying people who travel abroad with flags and line up, do not talk about politics, even literature, can only feel the value and truth in the tradition. Once they deviate too far from the tradition, they will not feel free. Will become a rootless person."

"Breakthrough or innovation is naturally good, but if it is too late to return to the tradition, it will be rejected. Yoshizaki Taku has not had time to return. Therefore, the unique beauty of emptiness, cleanliness and sadness of the Eastern style is produced. When it reaches its extreme, it will lead to suicide. /

"For the author's conscience, I have to warn Shimohorikawa Roshi."

Pei Ziyun said that in the world, Dongying writers committed suicide, or the sorrow they felt in the process of growing up, or their keenness could not bear the heaviness of reality, but one of the important reasons is that the writers of Dongying often broke through the tradition of Dongying. This kind of breakthrough in literature is sometimes equal to self-exile, and the end of this road is death.

Dongying can only feel the truth of life within the organization. Once it loses the control of up, down, left, and right, it becomes a rootless person and is rejected by the collective—this is a rule that is difficult for outsiders to understand and is real.

Oda Nobunaga, the most aggressive, died of treason.

Toyotomi Hideyoshi, who acquired the world through mitigation in the country, died in the war of aggression against Korea (Note 1).

And Tokugawa Ieyasu, who is most in line with the law of "tradition, breakthrough, return", has truly owned the world for 265 years.

"Is that so? Minister would think the same way?"

"No, I am not Oda Nobunaga." Pei Ziyun replied with closed eyes, Oda Nobunaga in this world is just a mediocre name, ruined.

But what Pei Ziyun really thought was that Oda Nobunaga was too aggressive, and was called the sixth day demon king, and died as a result of Wise Mitsuhide's rebellion—it's just that he had no real power.

Even if it is more aggressive than Oda Nobunaga, but the power belongs to itself, how can society?

This is similar to children or teenagers shouting "I want to guard against the sky" everywhere, except that Pei Ziyun carefully studied the world and the laws of society at that time wherever he went, and then uttered such deafening words.

Because when it is said, it is when it is achievable.

At this time, the phone rang in the coffee shop, and it rang twice and no one answered. Roshi Horikawa was still thinking and writing, suddenly realized that the bell was ringing, confused and raised his head, saw the interpretation of the phone, hurriedly I got up, because the speed was too fast, causing the manuscript paper to be scattered all over the floor.

Too late to organize, pick up the phone, Horikawa Roshi panted and said: "Hi, I'm Horikawa Roshi..."

"Horikawa-kun, hello, I'm Nagano Narumi, the editor of Shiraishi Academy!"

"It's a great honor to receive your call for the first time!" Roshi Horikawa did not expect that the famous editor of the big publishing house would call him. He was flattered. Although there was no one on the other side, he did not consciously stand up and bend himself. Maybe It is the etiquette of Dongying people.

"Horikawa-kun, I read your novel. You are the author of "Waiting Kyoko", right? I would like to invite you to the publishing house~IndoMTL.com~ to discuss about the book. Do you have time? "

Horikawa Roshi's eyes were round, and he couldn't believe his ears, and his waist was deeply bent: "Hi, Nagano-san, I understand, I'll come right away."

The good luck came too suddenly. As for how it came, it was too late to pay attention to it.

Hurrying up the manuscripts and preparing to leave the cafe, Roshi Horikawa remembered something and dialed the number again. As soon as the call was connected, he immediately said with joy and quickly: " Kyoko, Nagano Narumi, the editor of the Shiraishi Academy, approached me and said that one of my novelettes has potential. If you want me to go to the Academy, I will go right now."

There was a thin female voice on the phone opposite, which seemed to be a celebration and an exhortation.

"Okay, I understand. Don't worry, Kyoko, I will never make the same mistake again. No matter how late, I will come back." With that, Roshi Horikawa got up out of the cafe and ran towards the station. ——10 minutes walk, there is a station.

"Province, I followed." At this moment, Pei Ziyun in the car reached out and touched the void, as if grasping an invisible thread: "Target, found."