jdhmnovel Chapter 158 Isn't this a fictional novel?
Chapter 158 Isn't this a fictional novel?
Having said that, he sat down on his seat and crossed his legs in the silent gaze of everyone.
"I've told you guys a long time ago that you have to keep up with the times. What if you're left behind by the times? We need a lot of young people to pass on this culture. If you stick to your old ways, you'll be eliminated sooner or later. When we're gone, who knows what the true meaning of this culture is?"
Someone said slowly, "This really wasn't written by the grandchildren of one of you?"
Grandpa Tang slammed the table and said, "I actually want the author to be my grandson. If I had such a grandson, I would praise my son for being so filial if he slapped him twice when he was unhappy. He would write good things for his grandfather."
"Isn't this author really someone who came back from ancient times? It's just like what she wrote in her novel. This can't be her autobiography."
An old lady wearing reading glasses said with full energy.
"If it was in ancient times, how could our ancestors not know about it? Moreover, there is no news at all. With such literary talent and imagination, how could it be passed down to the present without leaving any traces?"
"Is it possible that these passages are some kind of documentary material that we haven't discovered yet, and that they were passed down from ancestors..."
"If she really came up with it out of thin air, what have we been studying for all these years?"
The scene was very quiet for a while, even a little awkward.
"You know what, this kid's writing is pretty nice. Can I take this back to the temple to read?"
A monk smiled and stuffed the paper into his canvas bag. "It doesn't look very atmospheric here. It's more positive to look at it in front of the Buddha."
Then he turned around and said to the person next to him, "How can I read the sequel of this novel? Where can I print it out? There is no internet access in the temple on the mountain. How about I go to the store and buy a mobile phone?"
"Tomorrow I will go to the Buddha's merit box to get some money to buy a cell phone, and then I can catch up with the Buddha."
"..."
Old Man Xia couldn't help but said, "Can you stop talking nonsense? We are talking about serious matters here, and you, a monk..."
The monk said, "What's wrong with me being a monk? Are monks not worthy of reading novels? Do you know what kind of life I lead in the temple? I can even sing the Buddhist scriptures backwards. It's not easy to find a novel that I'm interested in, but you won't let me read it?"
"You live in seclusion, but you go down the mountain to eat barbecue every day. I can see you with a telescope in the temple on the mountain. If I could set up a cannon, I would be the first to bomb your barbecue stall. I can't bear to see you live a more comfortable life than me."
Old Man Xia: “…”
The others cleared their throats and changed the subject, saying, "Old Duan, your group of kids are the most capable, but you still can't find out who the author is."
Mr. Duan was also puzzled. Although it was not fair to investigate people privately, it depended on luck to send a private message to the author or say hello in the comment section and be seen.
This author has a lot of readers, and the probability of getting a reply to a private message in the background is very small.
I can only hope to find the person and go to his house to apologize.
There is very little information about metaphysical culture left in the world. Last night, Grandma Duan received a dream from her ancestor. Not only did she know that what the author wrote was genuine, she was also told that much of the content in it had high cultural value, which she had never realized in her lifetime.
Ask him to make sure to find the author herself, preferably to have a face-to-face conversation, and then tell her the details of the conversation the next time she comes to see him.
He was also repeatedly urged to keep the author.
But now he can't even find the author.
All of Mr. Duan's descendants joined forces but couldn't find the person. They all thought it was a ghost. Generally speaking, ordinary people would definitely have a way to find the person.
If you can’t find it, it only means that the author is extraordinary.
Although Mr. Duan was a little surprised, it was expected after careful consideration. After all, how could the author be an ordinary person if he could write such a novel and make his ancestor come to him for help again and again?
Since I can't find the person, there is no other way to contact him except the comment section of the work and the author's private message backstage.
"Come on, come on, learn to go online and send more comments and private messages to the author. If anyone gets a reply, let us know."
That evening, a group of different comments suddenly appeared in Li Wenshu's comment section.
[Hello, author. Can you please take a look at my private message? Where does the metaphysical content in the novel come from? We are professionals in the field of metaphysical research and would like to ask you for advice.]
[Excuse me for disturbing the author. Where did you learn the metaphysical knowledge in this novel? We are a metaphysical culture research group, recognized by the state. Can you take a look at the private message and talk to us about the metaphysical knowledge that appears in the article? ]
[Hello, author. Is it okay to bring the novel to the temple to read? There shouldn't be any taboos in this regard.]
[Author, the content of the fifth paragraph of Chapter 10 is the content of a document unearthed in XX, but most of the document was burned and is still protected in the XX Museum. How did you know the burned content? ]
【…】
If there were only a few messages, they might be drowned out, but there were several in a row, and it seemed as if the author didn't see them and kept posting them.
It was immediately noticed by readers who spent all day in the comment section.
The way these comments are written is somewhat different from that of most readers. They sound a bit pretentious and the authors appear to be quite old.
It seemed lively at first, but as the comments increased and became more detailed, they sensed something was amiss.
Why does it seem like he's not just joking around in the abstract, but is serious about it?
【 ? The boarding student hasn't read any novels for a week. Is this a new way to post comments? 】
[I was scared to death by the update, and clicked on the comment section:? Is this some new meme to express fear? ]
[Are you serious or just kidding? Didn’t they say that all that was made up? ]
[Pai Gu Jing said it was all made up, did anyone take it seriously? 】
[What the hell, the country has a metaphysics research group? ? ? I'll go check it out. ]
[I checked it out. This group really does exist, and what they are researching are real things. So there really is such a thing as fortune-telling and feng shui. Don’t let any of you really become immortals and leave me alone to farm on the ground [wipes sweat]]
[Someone tell me this is a joke by netizens. Didn’t Pai Gu Jing say it was made up? ]
[I don’t seem to recognize Chinese anymore. The unearthed burned cultural relics are still being restored in the library, but Pai Gu Jing wrote about the burned parts. What kind of logical relationship is this [confused]]
[I'm not the author, are you playing tricks on me again? Didn't you say it was made up, didn't you say there are no ghosts in the world, didn't you say it was all coincidence? ]
[I didn’t take it seriously at first, until the things these big guys explained became more and more profound and difficult to understand, and I could even search for real events on the Internet, and they even matched up…]
[Isn't this a fictional novel? It doesn't say it's adapted from real events. It seems that others are writing fictional novels truthfully, while Pai Gu Jing is writing fictional novels falsely.]
[Do you write a paper report in a novel? It's so real that you're going to die! ]
[It's over. Someone is going to pretend to be dead again. ]