I write novels in Liyue

After shaking those irrelevant thoughts out of her mind, Fang Qiu turned her attention back to the manuscript.

I picked up my pen and began to write.

The story begins with a meteorite falling from the sky.

Time flew by, and Fang Qiu gripped the quill pen tightly, writing continuously.

Lines of not-so-neat handwriting continued to appear under her pen.

Before you know it, it's dusk.

The afterglow of the setting sun poured down, turning the sea surface orange-red.

It was getting late.

Fang Qiu wrote with a serious expression.

Fang Qiu stopped writing when the words on the paper became increasingly illegible.

"It's so late already, we should light the oil lamp."

Fang Qiu glanced at the scenery outside the window, murmured to himself as he got up and lit the oil lamp.

Just as she was about to sit down and pick up her pen to continue writing, she remembered that she had an appointment that evening.

She quickly put down her quill pen, rushed to the full-length mirror, and began to take off her clothes.

Fang Qiu realized she had already changed into her travel clothes halfway through taking them off, so she quickly put them back on.

After getting dressed, Fang Qiu tidied up the manuscript paper, turned off the lights, locked the door, and set off.

When she finally arrived at Heyu Tea House, it wasn't too late, and she didn't miss the entry time.

At this moment, Hu Tao was sitting on a stone platform telling a story to several children. Seeing her smiling face and getting into the story, the children listened with great excitement.

Fang Qiu didn't approach, but quietly waited to the side, listening to her tell the story.

"Let me tell you a true story. A while ago, I saw a very strange person on Wuwang Slope. He kept knocking on the door of an abandoned hut by the roadside. I tried to talk to him, but he ignored me and just kept knocking and knocking, bang bang bang. So I got angry, went over and kicked the broken door open. Then, the person turned around, and guess what I saw?"

Hu Tao deliberately lowered her voice and said with a look of goodwill that showed no suspicion.

"what happened?"

A child swallowed hard and said with a frightened expression.

Fang Qiu, listening from the side, couldn't help but swallow hard.

"When he turned around, I saw a face covered in blood and gore, smiling at me."

As he spoke, Hu Tao grinned and gave a sinister smile.

A little girl was so frightened that she cried on the spot.

"Hey, hey, don't cry. You were the one who just asked to hear it."

After hearing what Hu Tao said, the little girl cried even louder.

"Don't cry, don't cry, your sister will go buy you candy."

Seeing this, Fang Qiu smiled helplessly, stepped forward and gently patted the little girl's head, then took out twenty Mora and handed them over, speaking softly.

"Yes, thank you, sister."

After receiving Mora, the little girl pouted and stopped crying.

So, the children happily carried their Mora and ran towards the pastry shop.

Chapter 127 Walnut, Take a Break

"Fang Qiu, you're here."

Hu Tao jumped down the stone steps and greeted her with a smile.

"Sorry I'm late, I got so engrossed in writing the book."

Fang Qiu said apologetically.

"No, I had a lot of fun just now."

Hu Tao glanced at the children who were happily buying candy, smiled, and said, "Thank you for earlier."

"It's nothing, let's go quickly."

Fang Qiu smiled and said, "Otherwise, we can begin."

"Don't worry, it's still early."

Hu Tao smiled and said.

"It's getting late, let's hurry."

Fang Qiu rolled her eyes at Hu Tao, then took her hand and led her upstairs.

The stage at Heyu Teahouse is on the third floor.

After they went upstairs, the legendary Miss Yun Jin had not yet taken the stage.

The open-air teahouses and tea rooms were already full of people, and many had to stand because there were no seats available.

"As expected of Yun Jin, there are so many people. It's just a pity that Xiang Ling is probably still on her way back and won't be able to come and watch the opera."

Hu Tao squinted and smiled.

There are indeed a lot of people.

Fang Qiu exclaimed in surprise.

Since they were invited by Yun Jin, they were given seats near the front.

There are two good places to watch a play. One is the seat near the front of the stage, where most people want to hear the play up close.

Furthermore, there are the front-row seats on the second floor.

This location is high up, with a good view and few obstructions, offering a panoramic view of the entire first floor.

These two positions are mostly occupied by extremely wealthy and powerful people.

However, they tend to choose to sit on the second floor more often.

This analysis is based on a sentence she saw online in her past life.

Many wealthy people like to stand in high places, with their hands behind their backs, enjoying the feeling of looking down at the masses below.

Of course, it's also possible that they simply feel the view is expansive.

The arrival of Fang Qiu and Hu Tao immediately attracted the attention of many people.

And sitting at the same table with them was a young girl.

The young woman appeared unusually nervous among the group of wealthy and powerful people. However, upon seeing them sitting at the same table, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief and started chatting with them.

Once they started talking, she learned that her seat had also been given to her by Yun Jin.

It was simply because she had given Yun Jin a set of books when she couldn't buy them herself.

"This Miss Yun Jin is truly a wonderful person."

Fang Qiu couldn't help but sigh.

Although this position isn't very prominent, given Yun Jin's popularity, it would easily command a thousand or two thousand Mora.

However, she had never been here before and didn't know the prices.

But no matter how you look at it, it should only be higher, not lower.

Yun Jin actually gave this position directly to the girl who gave her the book.

That's really generous.

I wonder what kind of books this girl gave Yun Jin that made her so happy.

"By the way, Walnut, I have a question for you."

Fang Qiu lowered his voice, leaned close to Hu Tao's ear, and whispered something.

"what's up?"

Feeling Fang Qiu's breath near her ear, Hu Tao shrank slightly, stopped holding the pastry, and asked.

"Was the story you just told downstairs true?"

Fang Qiu swallowed hard and asked.

In the heat of the moment, I was so focused on getting Hu Tao out of that predicament that I forgot to ask that question.

"Of course it's fake."

Hu Tao chuckled and said, "These are stories from the pile of books you gave me. The book is called 'The Door-Knocking Ghost.' It's about a drunken ronin who encounters a figure in the wilderness that only knows how to knock on doors. He kicks the door open, only to find that the figure is a ghost with a blood-covered face. After that, the ghost possesses the ronin, and that night, the ronin dies. After his death, he becomes the Door-Knocking Ghost and starts knocking on other people's doors. If you hear it in the middle of the night..."

"Stop, stop, stop, Walnut, stop for a second, don't talk anymore."

Fang Qiu swallowed hard, then quickly waved his hand and said.

This version of the story is far scarier than the one Hu Tao just told downstairs to frighten the children.

Especially the last thing she said when she interrupted me.

She was already quite frightened when she heard the storyteller dragging a corpse upstairs last time.

Now they've added a knocking version; are they trying to keep people awake at night?

Not only her, but the girl next to her was also quite frightened, and quickly moved her chair away to stay further away.

"Don't worry, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Hu Tao chuckled and patted her chest, saying, "If you encountered that knocking ghost, I would definitely kick him away."

"Hu Tao, I have another question."

Fang Qiu thought about it carefully for a moment, then said.

"go ahead."

Walnut picked up a pastry, put it in her mouth, and said with her cheeks puffed out.

"Do you think ghosts really exist in this world?"