I Am a Light Novel Master in Japan Chapter 236

Senjumura Zheng, who was carrying it on his back, asked.

"..."

Li Yan was silent for a while and said: "In my opinion, it probably has something to do with the climate. Generally, fireflies can be seen in May and June. Insects are extremely easy to be disturbed by magnetic fields and light. The magnetic field in this place is indeed It’s very strange, so it creates a strange phenomenon of large numbers of insects. In Japan, fireflies are often said to be guides, attracting children who don’t know the danger into the deep forests at night.”

In Japan, although fireflies are beautiful creatures, they are also regarded as ghostly creatures that lead people astray. Like rebellious butterflies, they are beautiful but also awe-inspiring.

Li Yan said so, but in his mind he felt uneasy about this beautiful scenery. He ignored this alluring light and continued to go straight in the direction he identified. Finally, he was separated from this group of fireflies. , constantly looking for a way out.

However, just when they thought there would be a harvest, the fog gradually dissipated, and in front of Li Yan and Qian Shou Cun Zheng was a strong and towering barbed wire fence.

"Isn't this the border of the forest?!" Li Yan looked at it blankly and asked with some surprise.

"...Then what are we going to do next?" Qian Shou Cunzheng asked curiously.

"Anyway, let's take a rest first. This location is quite good. Even if you rest here, it will be easier for the search team to find you. I don't know what the situation is on the other side of the barbed wire fence. If it is safer, I will take you to climb It’s better than being stuck in the woods.”

Li Yan's mood improved a little and he said to Qian Shou Cun Zheng behind him.

Li Yan estimated the time and distance from the beginning. The distance between where he found Qianshou Village and the entrance to the forest shouldn't be too far, so it wouldn't be too difficult to go back. Moreover, the presence of a barbed wire fence here shows that someone once entered the forest from this side of the border. Naturally, it means that they can come in from this side, and it is also possible for them to climb over this barbed wire fence and escape from the original forest from this side, returning to the original forest. A crowded place.

But why did he encounter that group of fireflies when he walked in the right direction? This was too much of a coincidence.

"Sure enough, it's a bit uncomfortable here. Am I too worried..." Li Yan looked at the forest in front of him and thought quietly to himself.

"Um, Mr. Uesugi, it's true... I've caused a lot of trouble for everyone this time, right?" Sentomura Sei sat on the grass and asked with an uneasy expression.

"There is no trouble at all. No one would have expected that there would be such a mysterious phenomenon in Okinawa. This is my first time encountering it. I will probably go in and have a look like you, so there is no need to blame yourself, but never do it in the future. Too close to the uninhabited forest, we humans have long been driven out of the forest."

Li Yan sat aside, leaning on the barbed wire fence, looking at Qian Shou Village Zheng in the pale light of the flashlight and said.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the moisture from the seaside slowly soaks into the air, giving this lush forest a sentimental atmosphere. The smell of weeds filled the wind. For a while, when Li Yan was resting, the forest became quieter and quieter. It always felt that such quietness would make Qian Shou Village Zheng feel scared.

"By the way, Teacher Qianju, although it is inappropriate to talk about these things now, I still want to advise you that you should not be emotional about novels. I heard about the short story type [Martial Arts Competition] held by Sanwa Bunko. 】Competition, instead of spending your novel energy on fighting spirit, it is better to write the current novel with all your strength to repay the readers' expectations..."

Li Yan persuaded him.

He is a novelist, and he is most concerned about novels. Although he is the most diligent writer in the industry, he is also the most dishonest. When he said this, it reminded him of the night when dozens of readers angrily scolded him, and the front and back doors were blocked by the police. As he talked about the dilemma, even he himself felt so guilty that he could no longer talk about it.

"This... I mean, I decided to participate not out of grudge at the beginning, but because I really wanted to show Mr. Izumi my determination. However, this time I encountered something like this, and I was also reflecting on whether my previous approach was is correct……"

Qianjumura Zheng's eyes were a little confused, and he said: "My personality is like this...I am not interested in anything. The opportunity to write novels is just that no one has written the novels I want to read. Novels seem to have become The only way for me to vent my emotions, whether I am happy or sad, is to release my emotions in novels. Recently, my inspiration seems to be drying up because of Mr. Izumi... The number of times I fail to complete the first draft as agreed is increasing. Therefore, I hope that through this competition, I can inspire my own fighting spirit and also express my feelings for Mr. Izumi..."

She raised her right hand, looked at the bandaged fingers, and said calmly: "Now only the thumb nail is left unplucked. Once the thumb nail is also unplucked, probably... I won’t be able to write novels for a long time.”

"..."

When Li Yan heard what happened, he seemed to think that he had heard something wrong and pulled out his fingernails. What the hell was this? ! Hearing such words made him feel so painful that even his own fingernails began to feel uncomfortable.

"Wait a minute, you said you didn't finish the first draft after the deadline, just..."

"Ah...ah. It's really scary, Mr. Uesugi, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you..."

"That's not the point... What's wrong with you? Why are you abusing your body in this way? Isn't your youthful illness too severe?!"

Li Yan carefully rubbed Qian Shou Cun Zheng's fingers. As expected, the fingers were a little soft and there were no nails at all. He felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. The so-called ancient torture pain was mostly just like this. However, it seems that the nail bed is still there, and if the nails are treated well, they can still grow back.

"You are so gentle and cute, but why are you so cruel to yourself? If it were me who pulled out my hair to punish myself, I would have to pull out all my hair..." Li Yan looked at this literary girl with some fear, I thought to myself secretly.

"Fortunately, at least the foundation is still there and can grow back... But abusing yourself is not a respectable behavior. Teacher Qianju, you write novels, but you put this art thing on the basis of self-abuse, It is undoubtedly a disgrace to the original intention of writing novels. We write novels to share stories with everyone and bring the joy of reading, but your approach is completely contrary to this." Li Yan let go of her hand and said unceremoniously .

"Forehead……"

In this gloomy forest, Qian Shou Village Zheng was told this, and she seemed to want to refute, but Li Yan's eyes stared at her, but she didn't know how to refute his words.

Art, what is it created for in the first place?

Even many art masters cannot find their original ideals in the end. Scientists, art masters, and philosophers often go to the abyss and create world-amazing results, but they burn themselves out in an instant. Become a sacrifice of results. Qianju Cunzheng is undoubtedly this type of person. Perhaps it is this kind of person who is too emotional and is easily confused by some beautiful illusions.

"Look at me, although my current sales volume is not one-tenth of your works, I have always enjoyed the joy of writing. Although the creative process is full of setbacks and difficulties, I just like writing stories and I like to put them into context. I write my own imaginary stories to share with you. I do write commercial novels to make money, but I enjoy it, and maybe I will continue to write it in the future. No matter what I write, I just think it is fun to do it, and I will not turn it into anything. Seen as something too noble.”

A gust of night wind blew between the two of them. When Li Yan said these words with a serious face, his eyes seemed to flash, allowing Senjumura Zheng to see that this old Uesugi thief was full of enthusiasm and relaxed thoughts about the novel. .

"..." Qian Shou Cun Zheng fell silent and looked at Li Yan talking about his ideas.

Different from the style of her father, Umezono Rintaro, who was a literary giant, the so-called method of writing novels happily and irresponsibly...does it really exist?

"So, after we escape, Teacher Qianju, please try to postpone the update on purpose, let your body and mind relax, feel an unprecedented sense of ease, ignore all readers' dissatisfaction, and seriously self-exile for once, as long as you understand this Just let yourself go and you will understand my writing philosophy in no time.”

In the whistling woods, Li Yan's bangs swayed slightly. He looked at Qian Shou Cun Zheng with his firm and confident eyes and suggested.

Sentomura Sei looked at his conceptual expression with a complex expression, and thought to himself distressedly: "I always feel that this is just delaying the update. Why do you, Mr. Uesugi, want to elevate it to the level of a writing concept..."

Li Yan checked the time on his phone and felt that he had almost rested. He was about to make a move. Suddenly, several eyes fell on him, and a chill suddenly hit him. Immediately, Li Yan Frowning, he picked up the flashlight and shined it behind him.

In front of him, in the dark woods, several ghostly figures of younger girls were quietly spying on him...

Finally, it appeared.

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Eleven thirty at night.

Li Yan held a flashlight and walked in a dark forest.

The surroundings were eerie and terrifying, and something was always following behind him, making him involuntarily speed up his pace...

Suddenly, when he walked to the edge of a hillside, the soil around him suddenly became loose. In an instant, a large mud landslide covered Li Yan with lightning speed. Li Yan picked up the flashlight and raised his head. He looked over, but it was too late to escape. He showed a look of shock, let out a scream, and was buried in the dark soil with a bang!

"Ahhh!!"

Yinglili suddenly got up from a table. She was almost frightened and had cold sweat on her forehead. She gasped for air and looked at the front of her eyes dully.

"What's wrong with you, Sawamura-san?" Kasumigaoka Shiyu who was waiting on the side was startled, looked at her in surprise, and asked worriedly.

"..." Sawamura Eiri trembled. She was glad that it was just a dream. However, when she returned to reality, she still only saw the envelope left by Li Yan, the man who ventured into the forest alone. , it’s been almost two hours, and I haven’t come back yet. I clearly promised that I would do what I can...

"Is that guy an idiot? He did such a stupid thing without saying a word. What, who does he think he is? How can he say that a person has the ability to find Teacher Qianju? This idiot, there is a forest where people have died. ah……"

Yinglili lowered her head, gritted her teeth, and whispered in pain.

"...You are too tired, Sawamura. Stop thinking nonsense, he has already gone in, we can only trust Mr. Uesugi." Kasumigaoka Shiyu looked at Sawamura's state with some concern and persuaded her.

"I can't imagine what I would do without the otaku Li here... That guy has never listened to my advice. I have already said that even if I disappear, I don't want him to take risks. In the end, Liu How many times have we shed blood? Is this... is this still the life of ordinary people..."

Yinglili covered her forehead, closed her eyes tightly, and said worriedly.

For a moment, Li Yan secretly drank with her on the rooftop, chatted about their ideals, and collaborated on designing illustrations. After a quarrel, it turned out that the rain had passed and the sky had cleared up as soon as they met... Bits and pieces of memories filled her mind. Eiriri stood up and walked towards the door of the restaurant under the worried gaze of Kasumigaoka Shiyu.