vstars Chapter 1331 The Professor Who Steals Beauty 17
Chapter 1331 The Professor Who Steals Beauty 17
"Ding-dong~"
The knife fell to the ground, and the sharp longsword pierced his friend's heart.
"Ha~"
The familiar, hearty laughter of his friend filled his ears: "To see you again, I could die without regrets. Chang'an, live well..."
Chang'an, Chang'an...
But his life was never peaceful.
Looking into his friend's suddenly clear eyes, he knew that at this moment, he had not killed the villain controlled by a demon, but...
His friend.
His like-minded friend!!!
He wanted to kill that demon who wanted to massacre the city, so how could... how could his friend have died?
The day we were so looking forward to seeing each other again turned out to be the last time we would ever meet...
Die without regrets.
The dead leave no regrets. But what about the living?
What about the living Chang'an?
In the dead of night, will that sword strike become a nightmare he can never shake off for the rest of his life?
On his journey of cultivation, will the friend he killed with his own hands become an insurmountable mental tribulation for him?
Shu Jiao found herself getting more and more comfortable writing the Beta storyline.
Thinking about the readers' reactions, I was suddenly inspired and wrote tens of thousands of words in no time.
Returning to familiar territory, the protagonist finds every place filled with memories.
A tea stall for resting...
He still remembers that cup of tea.
His friend, who died at his hands, mischievously gave him a bitter medicine.
They laughed and joked as they walked down the long street.
And that room.
Everything in the house he used to live in was as usual.
When he saw the piano that his beloved often played, beautiful memories flooded his mind. But when he looked down, he saw the dried bloodstains of his beloved on the ground, and the screams echoed in his ears again and again.
And then there's that sword rack. The sword spirit, its soul scattered, disliked the dilapidated rack, yet it still stayed on it every day...
It's just...
Things have changed, people are gone, everything is over; before I can speak, tears flow.
I can't stay in Chang'an any longer.
He packed his bags and headed west.
It is said that the place where the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal fell is right there.
He was going to take a look.
Let's take the sword spirit with us and go check it out...
[End of Chapter]
I didn't rush to publish it after finishing Shu Jiao's piece, mainly because I still had some inspiration. I glanced down at "Sea Burial" and... hehe~
Fans, give us some more knives.
I'm sure everyone has a strong heart and can handle it!
Soon, Shu Jiao opened another document and began to brainstorm ideas. Lines of text flashed across the screen as she wrote extremely quickly.
[Click to send].
As soon as the new chapter was released, readers flocked to it.
The readers were completely taken aback.
I was really into studying "Wind and Snow Manor" when my head started spinning, so I thought I'd read a lighthearted novel to cheer myself up.
Click to see...
Not good!
It's a knife!!
Rewind now!!!
【Ah!!! How could you be so heartless, author?!】
My spirited young man, who once swore to "sweep away all evil spirits and protect the peace and well-being of mortals!" How could you bear to let him be controlled by demons and turn into something neither human nor ghost?!
Perhaps death was indeed the best ending for him, but couldn't they have given him a chance to be resurrected?
[Author, how could you be so cruel!]
[Hey there, where do you live? No offense intended, I just have a box of local specialties I'd like to give you. (Smiling face emoji)]
Looking further at "Sea Burial"...
Pretty!
Dead again.
Or rather, using the word "death" to describe it is not quite accurate.
Xu You's companion, a carefree, talkative, and irresponsible playboy, had to choose between two options. He gave the antidote to Xu You and swallowed the poison pill himself.
"Haha~"
The playboy waved his hand. "Why are you looking at me like that? After taking this pill, I might live for a thousand years."
"Okay, let's go."
"A hundred years from now, remember to have your grandson send me some vegetarian osmanthus cake."
He can't get out.
Watching his legs slowly turn to stone, and feeling the mutated pain in his hands and back, he knew he would be trapped here forever.
This is the price.
The price of going out, the price of offending the "gods".
He will stand here forever, replacing the previous tomb owner, becoming the "silent guardian" of the "gods," maintaining a half-dead life, with pain following him like a shadow, gradually turning into a monster that is neither human nor inhuman.
die……
These are all unrealistic hopes.
What awaited him was only utter silence... "Immortality".
correct.
This medicine is called "Divine Blessing."
Readers: ...
Excuse me!
Dear Shu Jiao, you are really too presumptuous!
They even have to stab us in the back through the internet.
What I'm saying is, sometimes there's really no need to be so polite. That knife is so expensive, a little cheap candy will do.
It really works!
Wuwuwu——!
[That man who loved excitement so much! Now he will suffer eternal torment in a place devoid of sound and even light, until the next scapegoat arrives.]
My tears are worthless!
[Hahaha, die, die, all of you die! I'm not crazy! Bring on the knives, I can take it!]
No wonder the tomb owner only offered token resistance when being killed, making the killing so easy. The tomb owner must have been very happy then, because he was finally free.
[If you don't kill the tomb's occupant, you'll never get out; if you kill him, you'll become him. There's simply no solution!]
[Blessing? What kind of "blessing" is this? This is illegal detention.]
[He's in such a miserable state, yet he's still thinking about Drunken Osmanthus Cake. It must be so delicious! I want to eat it (??﹃??)]
Shu Jiao was stunned when she saw this comment.
good to eat?
No, you gluttonous girl, you always want to eat!
Would you eat two more knives?!
Shu Jiao's lips twitched slightly, and she flipped through the various comments under the account with her fingers.
The comments section is buzzing.
Some criticized her for inhumanely and recklessly attacking others;
Some praised her for writing a wonderful story;
Some say that "The Snow-Covered Villa" is too mentally taxing, and they want something that doesn't require much brainpower;
There were also people making wishes below.
For example, some people want to read "The Red Dress 2," others want to read another heart-wrenching romance novel, and still others want to read something new...
Shu Jiao originally wanted to start another book, but after looking at the things she was busy with, she gave up the idea.
I'm really too busy.
[Shu Jiao]: The scriptwriting rights for the suspenseful story "Wind and Snow Mountain Villa" are now open. Let's all work hard! Go for it!
Screenwriters: Ahhhhhhh!
Thank you, living bodhisattva, for sending us relief food!
Nothing else, I just open my eyes and start writing!
But~
Compared to romance dramas, suspense dramas are several times more difficult. They demand a much higher level of logic and attention to detail, and require multiple revisions.
Two months after the copyright was opened up, not a single high-quality manuscript has emerged.
At this point, Shu Jiao could no longer stand it. A group of colleagues were circling around the "ghost bride" and brought out the "Complete Collection of Strange Stories," which was actually "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio."
Demons, monsters, and evil spirits.
A complete system was lost.
Painted skins, fox spirits, willow demons, water ghosts... everything that exists in the world can become creative material.