Back in the courtyard house located in Xisantiao Hutong, Qin Yuan sat silently on the steps covered with green and yellow fallen leaves.
Except for Tan Zhuangfei who died tragically.
There is also an indescribable feeling.
This feeling is stuck in my heart and is very uncomfortable.
Want to vent it out.
Qin Yuan stood up suddenly, used the Vajra Indestructible Magic Power, and vented his anger in the yard.
Fortunately, it's a courtyard, other courtyards can't withstand his troubles.
Bang, Qin Yuan was lying in the big pit he had just created, looking at the blue sky in a comfortable mood.
He knew what it felt like.
It is the fear and depression caused by having no power and being unable to control one's destiny.
"From now on, be as stubborn as you can be and spend all your energy on increasing your strength. Only with strong strength can you control your own destiny."
Qin Yuan stretched out his rough hand towards the sky where an eagle was flying with a chick in its mouth, and made a grabbing motion.
After a while, Qin Yuan, who had recovered, took a shower and went back to his room refreshed to continue writing The Legend of the Condor Heroes.
We fought hard for several days.
Only thirty thousand words were written.
Writing with a brush is so troublesome.
I will definitely get a charcoal pencil some other time.
During this period, Li Guangqian came once and mentioned that Tan Zhuangfei was hacked more than thirty times before he died.
There were people nearby cheering.
Qin Yuan was not surprised. Most of the people who applauded were the ones whose interests were harmed during the reform.
The reforms carried out by Tan Zhuangfei and others have affected the interests of many people.
That afternoon, Qin Yuan left Zuo Shiyuan as soon as he got on duty. Worried about being seen by acquaintances, Qin Yuan deliberately stayed away from the Wenyue Bookstore, which was a little far away from Zuo Shiyuan.
The owner of the bookstore is a fat, middle-aged man.
Seeing that Qin Yuan was dressed quite decently, he thought Qin Yuan was here to buy books, so he greeted him with a smile.
"Whatever books customers want to buy, the store has a full range of books."
"I'm here to sell books"
Qin Yuan said.
The bookstore owner's enthusiasm suddenly lessened.
Eighty percent of it is from a subset of classics and history.
I couldn't sell one copy in ten and a half days.
Qin Yuan did not explain, but just took out the manuscript.
The bookstore owner took it casually, intending to say a few words. When he saw it, he unexpectedly said: "The Legend of the Condor Heroes."
At first glance, this title is the best popular novel sold in my store.
He became interested in reading further.
The two heroes Guo and Yang at the beginning brightened up.
After that, the feelings of family and country that were elicited opened up the pattern again.
Guo Xiaotian died for his brother, and Yang Tiexin abandoned his pregnant wife to save his sister-in-law.
The bookstore owner who read it was very impressed.
But that's all. This kind of novel still does not break away from the popular martial arts novels on the market.
"Not bad"
His rating was neither too low nor too high.
Qin Yuan felt relieved.
He is also a little worried that people in this world will not accept The Legend of the Condor Heroes.
Now it seems that worrying is in vain.
"One Thousand Words and Seven Hundred Essays"
"not enough"
Qin Yuan shook his head.
Qin Yuan didn't understand prices, but he knew how to bargain. No matter how much the other party offered, he would always say it was less.
The bookstore owner gritted his yellowed teeth and stretched out a thick, short finger: "One tael of silver."
Qin Yuan pretended to be reluctant and thought for a while before nodding.
This price is actually not low.
A day laborer only earns 30 cents a day.
A pound of fresh pork front leg meat costs only 70 yuan (this price is not high, after all, this is ancient times).
"By the way, what's your pen name?"
"Gulung"
…
One month later.
Qin Yuan looked at the one hundred and fifty taels of silver in front of him that he had exchanged for one hundred and fifty thousand words.
Smiles all over his face.
I remembered that when I was checking out today, the bookstore owner said that there were a few people who were so slow in writing that they wanted someone to beat them up, and I smiled even more.
"Roll these guys to death"
Soon, Qin Yuan couldn't laugh anymore.
These days, Qin Yuan's demand for medicinal materials and meat is getting higher and higher, and he is almost becoming as big a foodie as Luffy.
If this continues, the money earned will not be enough to fill my stomach.
We have to increase our efforts to make money.
Qin Yuan picked up the pen and wrote 20,000 words in one breath.
Thanks to practicing the indestructible power of the Vajra during this period, his hand speed is extremely fast now.
Putting down his pen, Qin Yuan walked out of the slightly messy room. It was already a starry night.
I forgot to check my internal strength today.
Qin Yuan circulated around the sky, and the internal energy in his body immediately boiled like boiling water.
"It's too easy to obtain these 3,700 days of internal strength."
Qin Yuan felt unreal for a while, and slapped himself twice before recovering.
In terms of internal strength alone, he is currently between seventh and eighth grade.
In the power system of this world, the Grand Master is the highest, followed by the Ninth Rank, and going down in order, the First Rank is the lowest.
At his age, he is already quite impressive.
But don't forget, it only took him thirty-seven days.
Not to mention the indestructible magical power.
According to Lin Yidong, after completing the magical power of Vajra Indestructibility, once transformed, the whole body will turn golden and become a truly "Indestructible Vajra Body" that is "indestructible, invulnerable to all poisons, indestructible, and invincible". , the higher the skill, the better the defense effect, speed, immunity, and destructive power.
Qin Yuan looks forward to it every time he thinks about it.
Tried to transform, nothing happened.
What exactly did I practice these thirty-seven days?
Hey, Qin Yuan found that his two hands turned as golden as gold.
Could it be said that when it is present all over the body, it means Dacheng.
Qin Yuan estimated that the skin area of his two hands is equivalent to five percent of the body.
In other words, he can practice the indestructible magic skill in two years.
The more internal strength you have, the faster you can practice martial arts. Mr. Jin really didn’t lie to me.
Go out and celebrate.
Qin Yuan turned around and came to Jiaofang Division.
Me and drug gambling, uh, back again.
I am sworn in with drugs.
"Yuan Da"
"Yuan Da"
A group of acquaintances say hello.
Why was there no one in the Zuo Shi Yuan when I said it? They all came here.
Scholars are indeed old-fashioned people.
"Chief Editor, Brother Qinian, Brother Yunfei..."
Qin Yuan greeted him with a smile on his face.
I didn't find that guy Li Guangqian.
He asked doubtfully: "Where is Brother Yuanfu?"
"Back home, he is different from us."
"Why is it different?"
"Strict wife control"
"Ha ha ha ha"
Everyone laughed.
"The one from Yuanfu's family is too strong. What's wrong with men coming out for prostitution?"
Someone said dissatisfiedly.
"Brother Yunfei, what you said is wrong. How can the things done by scholars be called whoring? If so, it is also called romantic."
"I made a mistake and slapped my mouth"
Everyone laughed again.
After a while, the beautifully dressed girls came.
Jiaofangsi is Jiaofangsi, and they have all kinds of styles.
One per person.
Drinking and teasing makes me happy.
Qin Yuan suddenly remembered that the country was in crisis and thousands of people were in dire straits. He felt guilty and slapped himself: "How can you be distracted by playing with women?"
"Why did Yuanda hit himself for no reason?"
Sharp-eyed Shao Guilin said in surprise.
Everyone looked over with doubts in their eyes.
"A mosquito bit me"
Qin Yuan opened his eyes and said blindly.
