Wei Yan quickly borrowed paper and pen, spread it on the table at the stern of the boat, handed the pen to Liu Bingyi, and quickly grinded the ink and said, "I read it, you can write it."

Liu Bingyi was confused and said, "What are you writing?"

Wei Yan looked up at him and said, "Diet letter."

"ah???"

Liu Bingyi exclaimed, dumbfounded.

Wei Yan rolled his eyes and said, "What can I write here? Of course it is poetry. Don't talk nonsense, write it quickly."

"oh."

Liu Bingyi said "Oh" and picked up the pen. Fang suddenly woke up and said in surprise: "Brother Yan, are you going to come out of the mountain?"

He knew Wei Yan's talent clearly, and Journey to the West and those fairy tales were not something that ordinary people could write.

Even those talented men are absolutely impossible.

So he was absolutely convinced of this Brother Yan's amazing talent.

After hearing his words, Wei Yan grinned and said, "Well, I'm going to come out of the mountain."

Liu Bingyi was stunned for a moment, and inexplicably felt that Brother Yan's smile made his spine chill.

"Dian Jiang's lips, I give it to Xue."

Wei Yan thought of the Tao.
Chapter completed!