I write novels in Liyue

Just as she was about to turn back, a girl called out to her.

"Excuse me, Mr. Yun, are you here to buy books?"

The girl looked to be about eighteen years old. She was looking at Yun Jin with a nervous expression and asked a question.

"Well, there are too many people now, I plan to come back to buy in the afternoon."

Yun Jin said with a light smile.

"Um... Mr. Yun, I noticed you've been looking at the 'Chinese Paladin' books that other people are holding. Are you looking to buy that book?"

The girl asked timidly.

"Yes, that's right."

Yun Jin nodded and said.

"I didn't expect Mr. Yun to also enjoy reading Fang Qiu's books. In that case, I'll give Mr. Yun a set."

The girl's eyes lit up, and she said with some surprise.

"What will you do if you give it to me?"

Yun Jin shook her head.

“It’s okay. I’m a loyal reader of Fang Qiu’s books, so I always buy three copies each time. This time is no exception; I bought three sets in total.”

Seeing that Yun Jin refused, the girl quickly said.

"Huh? Three sets? Why buy three sets?"

Yun Jin asked in confusion.

“I heard it from my friends. They said that one set is for collection, one set is for personal viewing, and another set is for gifting, so that you can share with others and make friends with like-minded people.”

"That's what the girl said."

"Oh, I see."

Yun Jin nodded knowingly.

In that sense, Walnut buying a small cart full of books is a similar idea.

But it seems that Hu Tao didn't come to buy books today?

She had been looking around for a long time, but she couldn't see Hu Tao anywhere.

I don't know what I've been busy with, but I didn't come to buy books this time.

Was he playing with Miss Fang Qiu?

After I finish watching "Chinese Paladin", I'll ask Hu Tao to introduce me to Miss Fang Qiu.

She hasn't read Fang Qiu's first two books yet.

Because the world of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" is so captivating, she didn't want her enthusiasm to be diverted, so she has been holding back from buying Miss Qiu's first two books these past few days.

I don't know what Ms. Fang Qiu wrote in her first two books.

To avoid spoilers, she didn't mention to anyone that she was reading Fang Qiu's book.

We also deliberately avoided discussing Fang Qiu's first two books.

"Moreover, I really like Mr. Yun's plays. I would be very happy if Mr. Yun could accept them."

The girl's pretty face showed nervousness and eagerness as she spoke.

"Alright then, I'll take it."

Seeing that the girl said so, Yun Jin could no longer refuse, after all, refusing again would be too unreasonable.

So she nodded and said with a smile, "However, I can't just take your book for free. How about this, I have a performance at the Yu Tea House in a few days. I'll ask the owner to reserve a good seat for you and waive your Mora fee. How about that?"

"Really? Thank you so much, Mr. Yun."

The girl was excited, but then she seemed to remember something, hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly, "But this set of books doesn't seem to be worth that much Mora, so this isn't a good idea."

After all, let's not even mention Mr. Yun's personal invitation and the price of a front-row seat.

The cost of watching a play at a teahouse far exceeds the price of this set of books.

Mr. Yun is a famous actor. According to the owner of Heyu Teahouse, one performance by Mr. Yun is enough to feed Heyu Teahouse for a month.

The front row seats cost at least one thousand mora.

Whether something is worth it or not depends on the individual.

Yun Jin smiled and said, "In my opinion, it's already worth it if I can see the books I want to read whenever I want. Besides, you've been queuing here so early in the morning, which must have been hard work. How can you base your decision on the price of the books? Don't you think so?"

"Well then, thank you, Mr. Yun."

The girl hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"I'm the one who should be thanking you."

Yun Jin smiled faintly and said.

As she spoke, the girl took out the last few volumes of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy" from her bag and handed them to Yun Jin. After chatting for a bit and exchanging names, Yun Jin left with the books in her arms.

She returned to the Heyu Teahouse, greeted the members of the troupe, and then went to her room. She opened the window, sat down at the table, and gently turned the pages of a book.

A faint scent of books wafted through the air.

The plot of the new volume picks up where the previous one left off, starting with Jing Tian and Xu Changqing leaving Mount Shu and splitting up to carry out their respective missions.

"White tofu, white and crisp, crumbles at the slightest touch. Miss Fang Qiu's nickname is quite interesting."

Looking at the contents of the book, Yun Jin couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, murmuring to herself.

She continued reading, and as she read, she became completely absorbed.

At this time.

A tall, handsome young man walked all the way to the vicinity of Wanwenjishe.

Upon seeing the long queue outside Wanwenji, the young man couldn't help but frown.

"I didn't expect that the child wouldn't be here. It's really troublesome. Oh well, I'll come back when there are fewer people."

The young man sighed with an air of maturity and shook his head.

Chapter 103 The Cat Head Visits

Time passed slowly.

Before I knew it, it was afternoon.

Wanwen Collection House.

Ji Fang put down the book in her hand, stretched, and turned her gaze to the many readers sitting in the teahouse.

Some people are engrossed in reading, occasionally picking up their teacups and taking a sip.

There were also many teenagers excitedly exchanging their reading experiences with their companions.

"To be fair, although Fang Qiu is a heinous criminal, he is unparalleled in character development, from Xiao Xun to Jack, then to Tang Xuejian, and now to Miss Zixuan."

"The love entanglement across three lifetimes, the obsession with love, and the willingness to risk everything for love, is truly touching."

“You forgot to mention Longkui. She waited alone for a thousand years just to see her brother again. A thousand years! How lonely that must have been. I wish I had a sister like that.”

"Well, it's said that the demon god who caused trouble a while ago was nailed into the sea by the Emperor for a thousand years. It should be able to understand that feeling."

"What you said makes sense, but I still feel something's off."

"Speaking of which, aren't you worried that the ending will be another tragedy?"

"What should I do? I don't want people to see the ending beforehand, otherwise I'll lose the joy of reading."

"It's nothing. I just glanced at the last two pages. Jingtian and Xuejian were flirting happily. Jingtian even complimented Xuejian on her looks, and Xuejian said Jingtian was being cheesy and told him to go away. Jingtian said he wouldn't leave."

"Although you revealed the ending in advance, it sounds like the ending is pretty sweet, so I'll let you off this time."

"It seems that Fang Qiu has changed his ways. I'm looking forward to seeing how Jing Tian and Tang Xuejian's relationship develops."

"I never expected the ending to be a tragedy... It seems my plan to sever all emotions and desires and seek immortality in the Jueyun Mountains will have to be postponed."

A bald young man, seemingly disillusioned with the world and with an expressionless face, sighed.

"Damn it, they're not going to torture me anymore. I wanted to test my tolerance."

The crowd buzzed with discussion, and the entire Wanwen Collection House was once again filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Hearing their conversation, Ji Fang was slightly taken aback. She looked at the book "Chinese Paladin" beside her and couldn't help but smile.

Unexpectedly, this book has a happy ending.

……

At this time, at Fang Qiu's home.

Inside the room, Fang Qiu lay sprawled on the bed like a salted fish, his eyes vacant, staring blankly at the bouncing bomb in front of him.

Her snow-white, silky undergarments were in disarray, revealing large expanses of her fair and delicate skin.

Her window faces the sea, and the afternoon sun cannot shine into her room. Even with the window open, the whole room is still a little dark.

A gentle sea breeze blew by, caressing her fair and slender back. Feeling a slight chill, Fang Qiu stirred, curled up, and rolled over to prove she was still alive.

As she turned over, her undergarments became even more disheveled, revealing large expanses of her fair and delicate skin. Through the fabric, one could even see the tender flesh that had been compressed and deformed.

"What should I do? I'm so bored."

Fang Qiu stared blankly at the ceiling, her eyes vacant, and muttered to herself.

Walnut and Xiangling are not home...

Nobody's here with me...

I don't want to go out alone.

As for writing a book?

Writing a book is out of the question. As an old salted fish, all I want to do after finishing a book is lie down and relax.

new book?