In the old house in Los Angeles, fan Wuchen and Lao ye are sitting in front of the tea table in the hall. Tang Guo serves them tea and pours water. Lao Ye takes a sip of tea and nods and praises: "Guo Guo's attainments in tea ceremony have reached the peak! I don't drink your tea all day. I feel sick all over! "

"Uncle Ye, I'm a little embarrassed about your praise! I don't know anything about tea ceremony. It's a big bowl of tea to quench thirst! " Tang Guo stretched out her hand to scratch her head and said with a smile that she was dressed in relaxed casual clothes and horsetail. Her body was still young and energetic, and her bright eyes were like spring water without any flaw.

The old man put down the big bowl used by the ancient Liangshan heroes to drink. He had drunk all the tea in it. In Tang Guo, he was refilling his cup with a teapot When he continued the bowl, he sighed: "it's not a long time since tea recites the piano bell. Don't forget the love hidden in the poem!"

Of course, Lao ye knew what Brahma Wuchen meant. Although Tang Guo didn't mention Brahma, they all knew that Tang Guo was always worried about Brahma and always wanted to get some news from them! So his tea is full of deep Acacia.

"Again! My teeth ache because of the acid. " The old night stares at Vatican Wuchen and sighs: "old Vatican! From tomorrow on, can you make tea in person? Don't always bother Guoguo. You see, she's so tired that she's lost a circle. Although I like her tea very much, we're very old. Guoguo doesn't speak, and we can't be too big faced. After all, she has a lot of things to do... "

"Uncle Ye, I'm lazy recently, and I'm not willing to write books to make tea for you to pass the boring time." Tang Guo is not simply unable to understand Lao Ye's overtones. The reason why she serves them with a bowl of tea is to force them to take the initiative to tell the whereabouts of Brahma. Whether they are alive or dead now, and if they are alive, when they will return to Los Angeles has been a year, and they have not yet returned.

Fan Wuchen frowned slightly, looked at Tang Guo strangely and asked, "do you also write books?"

"Yes Tang Guo raised a small face and asked casually, "what's the matter? Can't I write a book? "

As if thinking, fan Wuchen asked, "of course Entity publishing or electronic publishing

"I'm fighting!" Tang Guo's eyes turned, his head flashed a glimmer of light, looked at the old man, and asked: "grandfather fan, you seem to know a lot about writing books, don't you also write books?"

"I..." A word choked the old man. GABA didn't say anything for a long time. He didn't expect that Tang Guo and he were in the same battlefield. Seeing Tang Guo and Lao Ye staring at him, he said with a smile: "it's all past tense! Now I can't raise my interest. Some of the sprays are too vicious. They are all full of updates. They don't understand how painful it is to code for a long time! "

Old night turned his eyes, looked at fan Wuchen, and said, "I said, how can you stay up all night in front of the computer? You are writing a book!"

Tang Guo took a sip of tea, pursed a smile and said, "grandfather fan, I have to teach you a lesson!"

"Give me a lesson?" Fan Wuchen's eyes turned around and asked thoughtfully.

"Tang Zhiyin sighed! The book should be written for those who understand you! If you expect the stupid people who think with their heels to understand, you will be defeated! Just eunuchs! Don't go on writing. Why bother yourself! "

"Oh Fan Wuchen's eyes turned around and asked, "I don't know much about the inside door. If you come and listen to me, I'll just pass the time chatting."

"I've seen that before. He made the author a typist! He didn't know that writing a book required thinking with his head, and he had to think it over and over again and set the groundwork Sometimes a plot gets stuck and can be stuck for a small day. Of course, it's easy to write. It can keep the day even more than ten thousand words. Unless you write routine articles and pick them up according to other books, it will be easy. But it will take a long time to update ten thousand words, and the God can't stand it! " Tang Guo's cunning eyes blinked and said with a smile: "so if you want to post, you have to ignore those idiots. They don't see what they spray! If you want to see it, you can see it instead of seeing it! Grandfather fan, you should remember that it's not the dog who is not fed, it's the elusive heart! Even if you update with 100000 words a day, you can't feed them! "

Fan Wuchen frowned deeply, looked at Tang Guo with strange eyes, gave a thumbs up, and said, "great! It seems that I have to learn more from you in this industry! "

When Tang Guo saw that fan Wuchen praised her, he was also interested and said, "grandfather fan, have you found that every chapter of the monthly ticket is not smashed by a sprayer! Are you those iron powder smash, write to them to see, other ignore! If you want to reason with the sprayer, it's the same reason that you don't let the dog eat shit! Do you understand what I say? "

"I understand! Brahma is what I taught! If I don't understand what you said so plainly, will I be just like those idiots? " When Brahma finished, he felt that he shouldn't mention Brahma. For a moment, he said that he was bald. He picked up a dry cigarette bag and took two bites. Seeing that Tang Guo blinked his eyes, he seemed to be thinking about something. He changed the subject and said, "it seems that I have to think more about your study in the future! I've benefited a lot from what you said. Since then, I'll go at my own pace without moving

"Yes, no matter how much you work hard every day, Xiaobai doesn't care how much you are. As long as you are less, they will not be happy..."Before Tang Guo finished his words, an old man came in. He was dressed in black, cold, and his eyes were as bright as a blade. This man was no one else. He was the Shura king sent by ancient Shenggu God to the secular world to inquire about the news of Brahma. On the day he came to the secular world, he was detained by Lao ye and trained as a house slave to clean the house The mail room of the old house is mainly responsible for looking at the gate.

Gu Zhanfeng looked at fan Wuchen, made a respectful voice and said, "master, someone at the door wants to see you! And he said he wanted to find brother Tiange, and he called himself brother Tiange's younger brother! "

Before fan Wuchen and Lao Ye spoke, they heard Tang Guo's urgent voice and said, "don't you come in soon?"

Fan Wuchen waved his hand and said to Gu Zhanfeng, "go and call in!"

Not long after Gu Zhanfeng left, he led shentianyu in, and then he turned and left.

God Tianyu finds No. 9 ancient street according to the address, and sees Gu Zhanfeng cleaning the gate. He is slightly stunned. Isn't this the former master of commandment hall? How can it be in the secular world Still in front of Tiange's house? Shen Tianyu went up to say hello and found that Gu Zhanfeng didn't know him and knew nothing about Kunlun. It suddenly occurred to him that his memory should be erased!

Shentianyu saw fanwuchen. That day, the devil and xianzun came to Kunlun. Fanwuchen was the driver of the devil. He was stunned. Fantian said that he was at No. 9 ancient street. He found the driver of the devil, and immediately raised his guard. He glanced at Tangguo and the old night, looked at fanwuchen and asked, "Why are you in my brother Tiange's house?"

"You mean Brahma?" Tang Guo asked in an urgent voice.

After hearing Tang Guo say the name of Brahma, shentianyu knew that there was no mistake. He looked at the delicate beauty in front of him and said excitedly: "you are the woman of Tiange!"

Tang Guo's heart trembled and his lips murmured. He didn't know how to answer. He was a little excited. Finally, there was news from Brahma!