don't mess with my wife

Chapter 47 Someone pays me to continue writing? (Seek to follow up)
Since the Nascent Soul Ninth Grade Evil Cultivator said that he could formally join the organization after being promoted to the Vientiane Realm, he probably contacted someone from the organization by some means.

Once he gets promoted.

The organization is likely to send someone over to pass down the cultivation method of the Vientiane Realm.

The Rise of a Vientiane Realm.

This area is likely to be included in the line of sight of the organization.

Lin Cheng thought about it, and indeed he had to act first.

Fortunately, I can't interfere with this kind of thing, but I sincerely gave my opinion: "It is best to organize the manpower at the same time. Take this incident as an example. If you have enough eyeliner, pay attention to Jin The situation of monks in the alchemy realm and the Nascent Soul realm may be able to find clues."

Although ordinary people can't see through the identity of evil cultivators.

However, if evil cultivators want to cultivate, they must hunt and kill a large number of golden elixirs and nascent souls.

These two realms are not Chinese cabbages on the street.

One or two deaths is shocking enough.

Missing some in the short term is enough evidence that something is wrong.

Ning Jiuchuan nodded and said, "Let's take people to Panshi City to deal with this matter. By the way, we'll gather some old friends and develop some eyeliners."

She didn't take it seriously before.

But it seems the organization has been active.

If you do nothing, your tracks will soon be discovered.

The three discussed for a while.

Ning Jiuchuan planned to take people away immediately, so he took the initiative to ask Xia Chulin to leave because of something.

Then they sneaked away with Ji Luoyu and others.

Seeing them leave, Lin Cheng also heaved a sigh of relief.

Finally, there is no need to wade through this muddy water.

It's the Golden Core Yuanying Vientiane at every turn, what the hell am I playing with the foundation building!

Honestly, Gou practiced in Xia Mansion, he is not good!
After the little uncle left, Lin Cheng's life became more comfortable.

Xia Hua is still in seclusion, the breakthrough is uncertain, it may break through in the next moment, or it may be a stalemate for several months.

It is worth mentioning that the gentleness of the opposite door also retreated to seek a breakthrough.

This was the news that Xia Honghai brought back when he asked someone to give him a magic weapon.

They are really childhood sweethearts, two people who fight against each other.

Even this kind of thing has to be compared.

Lin Cheng wanted to see which of the two broke through first.

Carrying Nether Grass worth tens of thousands of spirit stones.

Lin Cheng asked Xia Honghai for help.

However, these kinds of medicinal materials are all auctioned in the auction house, so the final price is uncertain, but it will definitely not be less than the average price. Depending on the situation at the time, it may be much higher.

Lin Cheng was lucky.

It happened that someone needed Nether Grass, so [-] spirit stones were sold.

Xia Honghai didn't skimp on it either, and gave it all to Lin Cheng.

Lin Cheng took the Lingshi and bought a batch of Zengyuan Pill medicinal materials for alchemy.

In my spare time, I tell Xiaodouzi the story of The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

The little guy is very sensible, and won't take up a lot of Lin Cheng's time. On the contrary, he is very good at entertaining himself. He just came to Lin Cheng to listen to stories after practicing and working.

After listening to the story, tell the story to the servant girls in the mansion.

As a result, the story of the Legend of the Condor Heroes quickly became popular in the house.

Even Mrs. Xia let the maids around her listen to the story, and then told herself about it, reminiscing about the plots in the story from time to time.

"Then Wanyan Honglie is really nothing!"

"It would be great if Bao Ruoxi didn't finish saving Yan Honglie!"

"Wanyan Kang actually recognized a thief as his father, and I don't know when he will know the truth!"

"It depends on how it is written later, what about the latter?"

"It's gone, my uncle wants to practice, so he will tell Xiaodouzi some stories in his spare time."

……

Lin Cheng never expected that Mr. Jin's Legend of the Condor Shooting Heroes could cause a sensation in a different world.

more than this.

Some plots handwritten by the maids were revealed.

The entire Wushuang city was a sensation, excited for such a wonderful story.

After many inquiries, I learned that it came from the Xia Mansion.

Lin Cheng was a little confused when he heard Xiaodouzi talk about this matter.

"I'm just telling Xiaodouzi a story, but it can still cause a sensation, and someone pays me to write it later? How much?"

When Xiaodouzi heard it, he couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Young master is not short of that money, so you can't delay your cultivation because of this kind of thing!"

These days, cultivation is the right way.

As the aunt of the Xia Mansion, Lin Cheng has no worries about food and drink, and he doesn't need to write novels to make money at all.

Lin Cheng also understood this point.

Find a place to hang up and collect by yourself, and you can't earn more.

Although I dare not say that we can harvest precious medicinal materials like Nether Grass again, we can still win by quantity!

"That's not necessarily the case. I don't have to write it myself. I can give an outline and ask someone to write it for me!" Lin Cheng said with a smile.

Anyway, there is no Mr. Jin in this world.

Naturally, no one has watched The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

As long as the ghostwriter has a decent level and the outline is here, there is no difference.

Xiaodouzi's eyes lit up when he heard it.

Although she persuaded Lin Cheng to focus on cultivation, after all, she was a child at heart and was extremely eager to know the plot behind it. Hearing what Lin Cheng said, there was no reason not to be moved.

"Then Xiaodouzi is looking for someone?"

Seeing her caring look, Lin Cheng smiled dotingly and said, "Go."

"okay!"

Xiaodouzi responded, and ran over bouncing around.

After a while, he rushed over with a maid.

The maid looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, and she is thin and weak. She is not beautiful, but she is passable.

"This is Sister Shishu. Madam heard that I was looking for someone, so she immediately asked Sister Shishu to come. She also wants to read the following content!" Xiaodouzi showed off proudly.

Heh, Lin Cheng didn't expect that even his wife would be alarmed.

Then you have to work harder, and it will always be beneficial to brush up your own presence in front of your mother-in-law.

"Sister Shishu, let's start now?" Lin Cheng asked.

"It's all up to my aunt." The secretary smiled shyly.

Xiaodouzi cheered, "Then I'll prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones!"

Her movements are sluggish.

If he didn't know it, he led people to set up a table in the yard, laid out the paper, and Xiaodouzi hurriedly rubbed the ink aside, it really looked like that.

The waiter holds the pen.

Lin Cheng also told the story behind.

It was mentioned earlier that Guo Xiaotian died, Yang Tiexin disappeared, and the pregnant Mrs. Guo, Li Ping, was taken away by Duan Tiande. After going through untold hardships, she fled to the desert and gave birth to her son Guo Jing, while Mrs. Yang Bao Xiruo was tricked into marrying him. To Wanyan Honglie, who gave birth to Wanyan Kang.

The next thing is that after Qiu Chuji learned the news of the murder of the two families, he traced the murderer all the way, and had a misunderstanding with the Seven Monsters of the South of the Yangtze River.The two sides did not know each other and made a bet: to find the descendants of Yang and Guo respectively and teach them martial arts, and compete in Zuixianlou 18 years later.

Lin Cheng just talked about the general plot.

The details are to be filled with books.

The waiter wrote down this part of the content on the paper, then bit the pen and thought hard for a while, then put down the pen and began to write the content.

Lin Cheng watched from the sidelines, his style of writing was a little immature, but his foundation was solid, much better than someone like himself who could only copy, and he immediately felt relaxed.

　Today's state is really bad. Sitting at the desk, my mind is blank and my heart is in a mess.The plot transitioned a bit.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)