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Chapter 122 Cows don’t cry easily!

Xie Ling smiled and said, "Is there a possibility that this is a story made up of Chinese characters?"

"You still don't understand now?"

Niutou scratched his head. "The novel is very good. I have never seen such beautiful words. It really subverted my understanding of words. I really love the character of this protagonist. I wish I could be her slave in my next life."

Xie Ling: "...If this option really exists, it probably won't be your turn."

Judging from Sister Nan’s popularity in the world, even to make a pendant for her, you have to queue up.

"But I feel okay. I don't feel like crying. Although some of the supporting characters in the beginning are a bit pitiful, I don't feel like crying. Maybe animals and humans have different tear points."

Niutou has only read the first half of the novel, and has not even reached the sad part. Only the occasional death of a supporting character is a bit hard to accept, but compared to the sad parts later in the novel, the sad parts in the first half are just a drizzle.

It’s as if the author probed the readers a little bit, and when he found that they could adapt, he went straight to the point without hesitation.

Xie Ling patted its shoulder meaningfully and said, "Hold on. If you don't cry until the end, you can brag about it."

Niutou said proudly: "Of course, our cow's tears are rare and precious. In ancient times, some people called our tears a miracle. There are also some Taoist priests and doctors who specialize in collecting our tears."

"Not to mention that I'm a ghost now, so it's even harder to cry."

"It takes at least a thousand years for me to shed a tear once, hahaha."

The Niutou became more and more excited as he spoke, but Xie Ling just looked at it indifferently from beginning to end, and there seemed to be a hint of disdain in the depths of his eyes.

He seemed very unconvinced.

Niutou was unhappy. He believed that a gentleman could be killed but not humiliated, although the novel was very good, better than he had imagined.

But will it shed tears because of a good novel? When it was alive in the human world, it didn't shed tears even when it was beheaded and skinned. It only shed a tear when it was chosen to be a ghost messenger in thousands of years.

Why does Xie Ling think that it will cry because of this novel!

These are the tears of contempt for the cattle clan!

Niutou snorted and vowed to slack off and speed up the reading of the novel for Xie Ling to see, so that he could see carefully how it did not drop a single drop on the novel that made him cry so hard.

ten minutes later.

Many ghost officials heard a suppressed cry while they were on duty. At first they thought it came from outside the hall, but it became louder and louder.

Some ghosts who couldn't contain their curiosity raised their heads and looked around. The crying sound seemed to come from the main hall. Could it be that a ghost messenger broke down and cried because he had too many things to deal with?

But it's not necessary to cry so miserably.

Or is it that some unlucky new ghost who was tricked into coming in couldn't stand the gap between his imagination and reality?

“Wow wow wow wow——”

The crying sounded as if it could no longer be held back, from crying quietly, which could still be suppressed, to a volume that could be clearly heard in the hall, and finally to loud wailing.

The group of ghost officials looked at Niutou in surprise as he sat at his workstation, lay on the table and cried his eyes out, with even a small puddle forming on the ground.

Ghost messengers: ???

There are many new ghost officers joining the job recently, so hasn't the amount of work assigned to them been reduced a lot?

Isn't Niu Tou an old ghost? How could he collapse at such a small task?

Isn’t it said that cows don’t cry easily? It’s crying so hard that it’s almost turning into a sea.

Could it be that he was crying with joy because of the reduction in work?

Is it necessary to cry like this for joy?

In the end what happened! ! !

The ghost officials were confused and communicated with each other with their eyes, scanning Niutou and the ghost officials around him.

Xie Ling sat in his seat awkwardly, not wanting to look up at all. He thought Niu Tou would read part of it and then choose to finish the things at hand first.

After finishing it, I'll go out and find a place to read novels.

Or maybe if you didn't read so quickly, you wouldn't have noticed the reader abuse so early.

At the very least, even if I saw it, I wouldn't cry so wantonly.

Unexpectedly, it not only watched it, but also burst into tears without any mercy.

Oh, I endured it, I just couldn’t help it.

Niu Tou's crying made Shen Junyi cry too. As the manager of a hall of ghost messengers, she naturally had to pay close attention to the mental state of her employees.

After all, the work intensity is so high that if we don't do a good job of psychological counseling, if one ghost messenger goes crazy and delays things, the workload of other ghost messengers will increase significantly.

This is a chain reaction.

Niutou is considered an old employee. Shen Junyi tried to ask in a calm tone what happened that caused its emotional breakdown. Wouldn't that mean its work intensity has decreased?

Niutou was wiping his tears and using leaves to wipe his nose, and he still hadn't recovered.

"Boss, you don't understand me. You don't understand the times I've been moved and abused by words."

Shen Junyi's mind was full of question marks, "Niutou, speak human language."

Niutou cried so hard that his voice became much hoarse, like a broken gong. "Boss, I am speaking human language. If you don't read novels, you will never understand the feeling of a cow being abused. All the characters I liked died, and all left the novel in a very tragic way."

He blew his nose with a particularly disgusting sound.

"The tears of a cow are so rare and precious. I gave all my tears to this novel. My heart - you humans are really not human. Why do you let a cow endure the abuse of words? Why! -"

Shen Junyi: ...

I can't seem to understand the human language spoken by a cow.

She clenched her teeth and comforted herself not to rub salt into the patient's wounds, and that she would scold him next time.

Although she didn't understand what nonsense Niutou was saying.

But she understood a little bit, it was another novel.

It can’t be the same book that was said by those new ghosts who were causing trouble.

What kind of evil book is this that is so harmful to people!

—

"Host, what is the subject we are going to write about this time?"

The system was trembling above Li Wenshu's head. Although the host had written an outline, it usually did not read the host's outline.

Although one can know the plot in advance, it can only temporarily alleviate the desire for the sequel. The outline is just a rough outline and there is no main text. Even if one knows the sequel, one cannot imagine the specific scenes.

Knowing this means you're itching in advance.

It's more painful than not knowing.

So the system never looks at the host's outline.

Ever since the last time the host entered the infinite streaming live broadcast room for an immersive experience, the feeling when he came out was... even more different.

how to say.

The person was still the same. Maybe he was familiar with it because the second time he came out he did not sit down on the ground as he did the first time and took a long time to recover.

He also sat on the ground in a daze for a long time, but he only felt scared for a short while, and the rest of the time he was in deep thought.

Probably the idea is to frame the experiences I have had in the novel I am going to create.

The system clearly felt that what the host wrote this time was... even more terrifying!!!

It spent its energy to buy itself a blanket, and wrapped itself in it, shivering. It always felt that there was a ghost of the same size as itself staring at it from behind.

It will have a nightmare tonight!

This time, Li Wenshu wrote something about zombies.