I Am Very Low-Key In The Heavens

"How come, Uncle, you have made up this story. You know this story better than anyone else. Those who have written it can't live for a day."

Wang Zibo shook his head in disbelief. At noon, he went back to read all the rumors and miscellaneous notes, but there was no story that my uncle said, so this ghost story was made up by my uncle.

Uncle is the writer and creator of this ghost story. How could uncle not survive a day in the world he wrote.

"Uncle, you are too modest."

"You know the character traits of every character in the book, you know them better than they do, and uncle, you have insight into all the plots, how could you not survive a day."

Wang Guoer felt that his uncle was too modest, how could he not be able to survive in the own story with such a literary talent to create such a wonderful story.

Seeing the deep disbelief in Wang Zibo's and his sister's eyes, Huang Dongjie inexplicably felt a bit of resentment.

It's a dislike to the world of mysterious resurgence.

"Pray that I won't be allowed to go to that world again, otherwise Li Gui will be stuck with soy sauce."

Huang Dongjie made up his mind that if Samsara returned to that world again, he would definitely be rude to the ghosts of that world.

"The stories I tell are just what happened in a small corner of that world, and cannot represent the whole of that world."

"That world is huge, and there are all kinds of scary calendar ghosts, and the boss-level calendar ghost 757 has wisdom without accident.

"Boss-level calendar ghosts are rare, maybe not a few, but each has the power to subvert the world."

"For example, the code names are: time-space ghost, Samsara ghost, King Yama..."

"Although these boss-level calendar ghosts are my nonsense, who knows if there are any? Maybe the world was created by these wise ghosts in the first place.

"It's normal that I can't survive a day. When I enter that world, I accidentally meet a boss-level ghost. If I don't die, I will die.

"Also, I can't make up such a wonderful story. The writer of this story is someone else, and I'm just a narrator."

Huang Dongjie said unhurriedly.

"It was edited by someone else, why can't I find relevant records in the Library?"

Wang Zibo was surprised. It is impossible for such a wonderful story to have no comments. Why can't he find relevant records.

"A library can't hold the world's stories even if it's big. Where there is life, there are stories. There are still many things you don't know."

"Don't talk about it, it's just a story, just listen to it, don't take it seriously."

Huang Dongjie laughed.

"Uncle, this is over, do you have any other stories?"

"I don't (bhcj) need to be too good, just a horror story on the same level as you just told."

Wang Guoer said in an insatiable way.

"No, I didn't say anything, I suddenly hate telling stories now, you guys go, I'm going to rest."

Huang Dongjie's face turned dark, he had been talking for hours, and he still wanted him to continue talking, as expected, children are hard to bring up.

"Uncle, I'm really sorry, Little Sister is still young and ignorant, I will take her away now."

"Uncle, thank you for being with Little Sister for so long today, and thank you for your patience in telling such a long story for our brothers and sisters, thank you.

Wang Zibo thanked Huang Dongjie politely, and then he pulled Little Sister away.

evening

"Keep talking, why did you stop?"

In the study, Wang Tianduan was listening carefully to his son telling Huang Dongjie's ghost story, when he found that his son stopped suddenly, he became anxious.

"Father, I don't remember very clearly, why don't you go and listen to my uncle, who has a complete version of the storyline."

Wang Zibo found that telling the story was very painful, so he only listened to the story once, and only remembered the general content of the story. Let him say as much as he can.

"You asked me to go to him, what a joke, I already regarded him as a transparent person, you want me to go to a transparent person to tell stories.

"Stop talking nonsense, think quickly, and talk as much as you think of."

Wang Tianduan is also a person with a temper, so if he was asked to find Huang Dongjie, he couldn't do it.

Wang Zibo was very helpless, he could only say whatever came to his mind, and he finally finished speaking intermittently.

Just as he thought he could relax, who would have thought that not long after he left his father's study, his father came and dragged him to the backyard.

"Your grandpa wants to hear that ghost story, but I really can't tell it, so I will wrong you and tell it again tonight."

Hearing this, Wang Zibo wanted to cry, why do you always look for me, can't you just find my uncle, this story was told by my uncle, wouldn't it be better to find my uncle.

"Grandson, hurry up and tell grandpa about the story behind, what happened to that world in the end, and whether it was sunk by the calendar ghost."

Seeing his grandson coming, Wang Yuanrong pulled him over, curious about the ending of the story.

Wang Zibo had no choice but to turn around the end of the story Huang Dongjie told.

A new day came, and Wang Guoer came to look for Huang Dongjie again.

"Now I'll give you a choice, whether you want Calabash or listen to my story, you can only choose one."

Huang Dongjie knew what this little trickster wanted to do, so he gave multiple choice questions immediately.

"Choose only one?"

Wang Guoer drooled and looked at the rock candy Calabash in Huang Dongjie's hand. She was so entangled, she would definitely not let go of the delicious ones, and she also wanted to hear good stories.

"What do you say!"

Huang Dongjie's eyes seemed to say: It's impossible to want to have both.

When Wang Guoer heard this, she stared at Huang Dongjie with wide eyes and didn't speak, just looked at Huang Dongjie pitifully and aggrieved.

Trying to pretend to be pitiful to gain sympathy.

"It's no use pretending to be pitiful. If you don't choose ", then you have nothing."

Huang Dongjie wanted to take back the rock candy Calabash in his hand.

Seeing this, Wang Guoer was really anxious, she raised her little hand and directly snatched the rock candy Calabash from Huang Dongjie's hand.

Run away after grabbing her.

"Uncle is a big villain, I don't want to play with uncle again."

Wang Guoer disappeared without a trace, but within three hours, she came back again.

"Why are you back again? Didn't you say that you don't want to come to play with me again? Why, I've run out of rock candy Calabash."

Huang Dongjie said with a smile.

"Uncle, you heard me wrong, how could I say that, I mean come after eating."

Wang Guoer smiled, as if she hadn't said that three hours ago.

"Really, what is your guard laughing at?"

Huang Dongjie pointed to He Yunshan and his group who were laughing and asked.

"They just laugh when they're happy, that doesn't mean anything."

Wang Guoer glared at the group of guards who were laughing at her, annoyed that they laughed at her.

"Here, this is the last bunch of today, it will be gone after eating."

"Thank you uncle~"

Wang Guoer got the Bingtang Calabash and ran away, the other guards quickly followed, and He Yunshan walked at the end.

"Your lady is so lovely!"

Huang Dongjie said to He Yunshan who did not go far.

He Yunshan stopped, turned around and showed his big white teeth to Huang Dongjie, and then he left.

Is he showing off his big white teeth to me?

It's a lot of age, it's great to have a pair of big white teeth, boring.

"My lord, the eldest son and the second son have already met, and they are about to arrive at Guiyun Villa."

An unknown intelligence officer showed up and knelt in front of Huang Dongjie and reported.

"Got it, let's go!"

With a wave of Huang Dongjie's hand, the intelligence officer retreated into the darkness and disappeared.

"Ling'er, our cub is here!".