Chapter 223 Lian Po is old (25)
Wrapped in a black robe, Mo Chi drank tea helplessly, feeling that Lan Xin was obviously the same age as him, but she was still as lively as a young person.
He was once very embarrassed. In order to make money, he worked as a side job in the Refining Pavilion for a period of time.
To be more precise, I draw illustrations for novels.
Good illustrations can add a lot of color to the novel, and Mochi was already a master of Jindan at that time. Even if the way of painting disappeared, he could still add some of his own charm.
Moreover, his painting skills were extremely strong, and the pictures he drew were of excellent effect, and many people asked for them at that time.
At that time, he was also crazy about poverty. He accepted any job and did any job. He was willing to do some unusual things as long as he had enough money. As a result, he unknowingly obtained the title of "Master Youlong" title.
The author who has collaborated with him the most is Lan Xin.
I once got drunk and told the other party about my depression, and the other party also expressed the dilemma he encountered.
After the two got drunk, they felt that the beautiful scenery should not be let down. They admired each other's talents and had similar troubles. The more they watched, the more pleasing they became.
As a result, the two worshiped on the spot and became brothers of the opposite sex, and their relationship took a further step.
Only later did he find out that the person who wanted to be his disciple was actually the immortal master of the Hehuan Sect, so he had no choice but to admit it.
Later, when I made enough money, I went to a remote place to teach painting while the other party continued to write books and occasionally communicated with me.
I thought we wouldn’t have too many interactions in the future, but I didn’t expect to meet again today.
Sighing, Mo Chi said: "Lan Xin, this is the territory of righteousness, you, a magic sect immortal master, should not be so active."
"It's useless for me to be active." Lan Xin pointed around helplessly, "Look, I dressed up for a rare occasion today, but in the end I didn't collect any emotions, and all the hard work of the day was in vain."
"Nothing, who calls you from the Hehuan Sect."
Lan Xin sighed and said helplessly: "The way of heaven has changed, which is the main reason for the decline of the Hehuan Sect. The increase in entertainment projects has made the monks There is no interest in indulging in the pleasure of men and women, but the human instinct is still there, so it is not as if the instinct is gone. But the problem now is that all the disciples of the Hehuan Sect are obviously beautiful in the world, but each one is more unfavorable than the other. Welcome, I don’t understand why at all.”
If it was before, then Mo Chi couldn’t explain why.
However, he has some experience in studying the power of heaven and has his own understanding of this issue.
"I have some speculations about this question."
Lan Xin immediately sat up and asked expectantly: "What's going on?"
"You also know that the way of heaven has changed. The wonderful law of heaven and earth has appeared, which shows that heaven wants monks to constantly improve themselves."
"Yes"
"I guess this is broken by heaven and earth. Relatedly, Tiandao should hope that the monks can grow up as soon as possible and help repair Tiandao.”
"Yes, there is this statement, but what does it have to do with our Hehuan Sect?"
"The question is here, where does the Hehuan Sect's skills come from?"
"Haoran Jue" "
Speaking of this, Lan Xin proudly puffed up her chest and said proudly: "Haoran Jue was originally an ancient skill from a long time ago, but the founder of the Hehuan Sect was so talented that one day he suddenly felt that it was not the same. Instead of working hard to improve her reputation, she might as well make them like her. So, she got inspiration from Haoran Jue and improved the Hehuan Sect's technique. With this technique, the monks of the Hehuan Sect could just lie down and do whatever they wanted. There are admirers who provide them with cultivation."
After explaining, Lan Xin was slightly stunned, and then discovered the problem.
Mochi also took a sip of tea and slowly explained: "You know the problem? Tiandao doesn't want to lie down now. The effects of the Hehuan Sect's exercises have begun to be restored. Originally, after practicing the Hehuan Sect's exercises, the disciples will They are more attractive, but now, the charm is slowly offset, and they are completely unattractive in the eyes of the opposite sex. Most male monks should instinctively treat the disciples of the Hehuan Sect as the same sex. This is the truth of the decline of the Hehuan Sect. "
Lan Xin seemed to have survived a thunderstorm, her head was buzzing. Holding the table, her fingers left a deep palm print on the table. She leaned forward unconsciously and asked in disbelief: "But, even so, you shouldn't be hated by others, right?"
“How do you feel when you see a bearded man posing, acting coquettishly and cutely with you, looking at you shyly from time to time, and then hoping that you will marry him?”
"It's disgusting."
"Yes, this is how most male monks feel when they see Hehuan Sect monks."
Lan Xin sat there blankly, completely unaware that the truth was like this.
Drinking tea sluggishly, she froze on the chair for a long time, and then slowly said: "No wonder no one reads the things I write seriously, but the things I write randomly are very marketable. It should be that I am serious. When I added Taoist rhymes, people subconsciously noticed it.”
“I had a similar feeling before. When you were serious, your writing was very good, but it was just boring and rough. , but it’s quite interesting.”
“It’s unfair!”
Covering her head, Lan Xin cursed the thief in a low voice for a long time. After a long time, she raised her head and said, "Mo Chi, thank you very much. I was still hesitant about whether to transform, but now I have finally made up my mind."
"Transformation? Aren't you going to write a novel?"
"Well, I'm going to make a game."
Mo Chi was stunned for a long time, and then said: "I heard It’s been a popular game recently. A mysterious expert named Fang Wai brought this thing, and there are quite a few people studying it now. But you don’t know anything about games, can you do it well?”
"Yes!" Lan Xin said seriously, "I have played all the games outside Fang. One of them, "Mountain Journey", proves that games can also absorb admiration and allow disciples to practice. So I decided to turn to Huanzong and then use it as a disciple. Write a novel based on the prototype, draw the game illusion, and make a game imitating "Mountain Journey". This game must have multiple heroines, each of them must be vivid, and the plot line must be full and unforgettable. , it will definitely allow my disciples to gain new ways of practice.”
At this point, Mo Chi knew Lan Xin's intention to find him.
With a wry smile, he looked at Lan Xin and said: "You...I have already started to rebuild the Danqing Sect, and you still come to me to do this."
"No way, who can I call you my eldest brother. And among the painters I know, you have always been the best at drawing pictures. I still remember the illustrations you drew for "Senior Sister, It's Not OK There". That set of books was sold because of your illustrations. It’s crazy.”
“Stop it, don’t mention my dark history. It’s really easier for me to have people from Wanfa Sect help me manage the sect during this time. I’ll take this job. . ”
“Thank you, brother, we will contact you later.”
Pushing a bamboo slip over, Lan Xin said: "The bamboo slip contains specific needs, as well as the remuneration I paid in advance. I don't have much money recently, brother, please make do with it."
After finishing speaking, Lan Xin didn't wait for Mo Chi refused, raised his head and drank up the tea, then jumped out of the window and ran towards the magic door.
Looking at the other person's retreating back, Mo Chi chuckled and shook his head, and then prepared to see what the other party wanted.
Having just opened the bamboo slips, Mochi was stunned when he saw the list of spiritual stones from the Weapon Refining Pavilion inside.
The certificate of twenty thousand spirit stones is lying there quietly, with the mark of the Weapon Refining Pavilion on it. You can go to the Weapon Refining Pavilion to get it at any time.
Along with the voucher, there was a message from Lan Xin:
[This is half of the income I have accumulated from writing books over the years, and the other half needs to be brought back to the Huanhuan Sect as a fund for the operation of the sect. The reconstruction of Danqingmen is exactly when money is needed. Brother, don’t refuse, just use it. 】
Seeing this, the corners of Mo Chi's eyes were a little wet.
Wiping the corners of his eyes, he knew that he would have to work hard for this job.
Let the world see how much more capable I, Youlong, am!
(End of this chapter)