I write novels in Liyue

"That poem can be said to be unprecedented. Someone like me, who is not good at poetry, can only marvel that such verses exist in the world."

Maple Leaf said, "I just never expected that Master Hu would have such poetic talent; it's simply unbelievable."

"You mean, that poem was written by that little girl named Hu Tao?"

Beidou raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile.

"The poem was unsigned, but there was a piece of paper attached to it that was an advertisement for the Wangsheng Hall."

Maple Leaf said, "Moreover, Master Hu is quite well-known in the poetry world."

“When I saw that calligraphy before, someone mentioned that the poem was rumored to have been written by a white-haired woman.”

Beidou said with a smile.

"The white-haired woman, the Hall of Rebirth, Boss, are you saying that the poem might have been written by Miss Fang Qiu?"

Kaedehara Manyo's pupils contracted, and he asked.

"I don't know, there are many different opinions right now."

Beidou turned his gaze to Fang Qiu, who was leaning on Hu Tao's shoulder downstairs, and smiled faintly.

At this moment, Yun Jin, who was sitting next to Xiang Ling, also noticed that Fang Qiu was sleeping with his head on Hu Tao's shoulder.

"Miss Fang Qiu didn't seem to sleep well. Were you staying up late writing last night?"

Looking at Fang Qiu's slightly tired face with her eyes half-closed, Yun Jin murmured softly.

Fang Qiu had no idea what was happening. She was feeling very sleepy when, suddenly, as the world spun around her, she felt as if she were back in bed, her head resting on a soft pillow, though the pillow was a little small.

Well, that's enough.

And it smells quite good too.

Take a nap, just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

After muttering a couple of murmurs, he fell into a deep sleep.

……

"Well……"

Fang Qiu didn't know how long she had slept, but she let out a soft hum and slowly opened her eyes.

The large screen in front of me was still playing, and the scene cut to the blazing fire of the sword-forging pool.

"It's alright, I haven't slept for long. We've only just arrived in Jiang Kingdom to forge the Demon Sword, so I can sleep a little longer."

Fang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

She remembered that before she closed her eyes completely, the scene she saw was still them arriving at Anning Village.

So, the intervals aren't long, just one or two storylines.

Is this the power of deep sleep?

I've only slept for a short while, but I already feel refreshed.

When did I become so healthy?

If it were in the past, he would probably have slept like a log.

I won't wake up until night.

Could it be that my physical fitness has finally improved?

Just as she was getting excited, the scene on the screen suddenly changed.

Jing Tian, ​​Long Kui, and Tang Xuejian were standing by the sword-forging pool in the Sword Tomb, arguing about who should jump into the pool to consecrate the sword.

Looking back, I haven't gone far. My lingering gaze will never change in this lifetime. I'm not used to being apart from you. No matter how I look at it, it's just too difficult...

The song "I Will Never Change This Life" played and echoed in the teahouse.

“A thousand years ago, when you were forging the sword, you told me that you could still annihilate the enemy without that sword. But the city fell and the Jiang Kingdom perished. Now, you tell me that you can still defeat the Evil Sword Immortal without this sword. Everything was destined long ago.”

After saying that, Long Kui's blue clothes turned red, and her powerful ghostly energy erupted unexpectedly, sending Jing Tian and Tang Xuejian flying. By the time Jing Tian got up, Long Kui had already rushed to the front of the sword-forging pool, jumped down, and plunged into the pool. The scorching flames instantly engulfed Long Kui.

Jing Tian and Tang Xuejian rushed to the edge of the sword-forging pool, but the scorching flames that rose up instantly forced them back.

A thousand years of cultivation were infused into the sword, and the divine sword was thus created.

Accompanied by the sad music and the actors' superb performances, Fang Qiu felt a lump in her throat.

The only time Longyang hit Longkui was to stop her from sacrificing herself for the sword, and the only time Longkui attacked Jingtian was also for the purpose of forging the sword.

Ok……

Eh?

Wait, Jing Tian? Tang Xuejian?

That's not right!

Fang Qiu was startled and instantly came to her senses.

Longkui offered herself as a sacrifice to the sword.

Isn't this already nearing its finale?

just now.

What time is it?

"Are you awake?"

Hearing Hu Tao's voice in his ear, Fang Qiu was startled and realized that he was resting his head on Hu Tao's shoulder.

"Sorry, I fell asleep."

Fang Qiu blushed and sat up straight as she spoke.

"fine."

Hu Tao waved her hand and smiled gently.

"By the way, Walnut, how long did I sleep?"

Fang Qiu asked in a low voice.

"I slept for about four and a half hours."

Hu Tao thought for a moment and then said.

"Four...four hours?"

Fang Qiu's pupils contracted slightly.

Four hours?

That's been way too long!

I actually slept for more than eight hours?

No wonder the movie plot jumps from the beginning to the end!

Moreover, he had been leaning on Hu Tao's shoulder for a full eight hours.

In other words, Hu Tao didn't move at all during those eight hours?

"Yes, because I saw you were sleeping so soundly, so I didn't wake you."

Hu Tao blushed slightly and whispered.

Although it was she who took the initiative to pull Fang Qiu to lean on her shoulder.

Fang Qiu had no idea about any of this. She said with some self-reproach, "Then you haven't eaten anything since noon?"

"I've already eaten, don't worry, Xiangling gave me some snacks."

Hu Tao said with a smile.

After thanking Hu Tao with a blush, Fang Qiu noticed that Hu Tao was unconsciously moving her shoulders. She guessed that letting her rest her head on her shoulder for so long had caused some blood stasis in her shoulders.

Fang Qiu glanced at the people around him; they were all staring intently at the big screen, grieving over Long Kui's sacrifice to the sword.

Many people shed tears.

For example, violets.

She cried uncontrollably, her face streaked with tears.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, Fang Qiu gently put her hand on Hu Tao's shoulder.

"What's wrong?"

Hu Tao's body trembled slightly, then she turned to look at Fang Qiu and asked in a low voice.

The clear, plum-blossom-like eyes were filled with doubt.

"Your shoulders seem a little sore, let me massage them for you."

Fang Qiu said softly.

As she spoke, she applied slight pressure with her fingers and began to massage Hu Tao's shoulders, which were very slender.

I don't know where such small shoulders get such strength.

For example, when she was reborn in Liyue and went to the bathhouse with her, it was she who grabbed her waist and pulled her out of the water.

Come to think of it, at that time, I think my legs were wrapped around Hu Tao's waist, meaning I was practically hanging on Hu Tao.

Although his lower body was pressed tightly against Hu Tao's abdomen, providing a fulcrum, it was absolutely illogical and unscientific that Hu Tao could hold him up by the waist and lift him out of the water without swaying at all.

Could it be that my body is not comparable to that of Hu Tao or other users of the Eye of God?

Fang Qiu squeezed harder while checking Hu Tao's body for anything unusual.

But after pressing it for several minutes, I found that apart from the great feel, there was nothing strange about it.

This made Fang Qiu even more puzzled.

Forget it, I don't want to.

Let's watch the movie first.

On the big screen, Jing Tian and his companions emerged from the Sword Tomb of the Nine Provinces Hermit and marched towards Mount Shu.