Ling Ping'an leaned against the back of his chair and scrolled through his WeChat read in boredom.
Today's WeChat Books trending search had finally been reclaimed by traffic!
However …
Ling Ping'an looked at the long article that a certain user had just posted.
The sea? Moon?
His comprehension ability was very limited.
He really couldn't understand this article of a few hundred words. What was it talking about?
The sea? What does it have to do with you?
Moon? What does it have to do with you?
Ling Ping'an scratched his head. He felt that he was indeed old and could not keep up with the times.
"No wonder I'm a flop …" He sighed.
As he continued scrolling, the netizens and the fans' complaints appeared below.
Only then did Ling Ping'an understand that it was this traffic that had been exposed about their relationship.
Therefore, his fans went berserk.
Meanwhile, the netizens were busy watching the drama unfold.
He could understand that.
After all, that was how popular celebrities were.
He was just a tool, a tool for his fans and capital.
How could a tool have its own thoughts and ideas?
How could a tool fall in love?
Therefore, that traffic was urgently doing public relations and solidifying fans!
This was also the basic operation of traffic users.
Before the incident, don't ask. If you ask, you'll be afraid of women. If you ask, you'll be single.
As soon as something happened, he immediately broke up and apologized.
He didn't have any sense of responsibility or manliness.
Ling Ping'an shook his head and continued to read his WeChat read.
Another trending topic caught his attention.
It was still that popular person, but …
Ling Ping'an looked at the hot search content and felt that he was indeed old.
This was because the trending topic was the content of another girl who had jumped up and hammered him after seeing the trending topic.
And it was very explosive!
Alias, deceit, cohabitation …
The iron hammers hammered the man until he was covered in cuts and bruises.
Ling Ping'an watched and shook his head, "This person is finished..."
The previous traffic flow was just dating.
At most, his fans would be hurt.
Now, this blatant act of cheating and cheating during a relationship directly nailed him to the pillar of shame in the entertainment industry.
The people of the Federal Empire had very high moral requirements for public figures.
Not to mention the traffic, even those big shot Best Actor Emperors and the like, once they were exposed to cheating,
It was a death sentence!
No company or crew dared to hire him again.
He would also be directly banned!
It was easy to understand.
A public figure must set an example for the public.
There was no room for the slightest moral stain.
As for the traffic, it was even worse!
Ling Ping'an remembered that last year, there was a popular figure who smoked in public. Until now, he had been teased by people for 'bringing Bao Huazi'.
Time passed unknowingly as he scrolled through his WeChat Reader.
When Ling Ping'an came back to his senses, it was almost eleven o'clock.
He turned his head to look outside the door. He didn't know when, but it was foggy outside again.
Visibility was very low in the hazy autumn fog.
Even the light from the street lamps in the alley was obscured by the fog.
"Oh..." Ling Ping'an said, "With such a big fog, it will definitely be very cold tomorrow morning!"
"Looks like I'll have to wear thicker clothes tomorrow …"
Fortunately, he had bought enough clothes for the entire autumn from the shopping mall.
Considering the winter in Jiangcheng City, it was actually not too cold.
So, in theory, he didn't need to buy clothes for the winter.
But …
In recent years, the weather had changed very strangely.
So, who knew?
Maybe it would snow in Jiangcheng City this winter!
She was about to stand up and close the door.
Ling Ping'an saw a thin figure walking towards the bookstore in the fog outside the door.
He was curious, "There's actually a customer in such cold weather?"
"It's really strange!"
But thinking about it carefully, it was actually normal.
Now that the college entrance examination was over, the national examination had yet to begin.
Of course, young people had enough time to wander outside.
Especially as the weather got colder and colder, the barbecue stall's business was getting better and better.
Who didn't want to eat a few hot barbecue skewers and a bowl of warm hot soup in such weather?
"It's probably a passerby who saw that the bookstore was still open, so he wanted to buy books!" Ling Ping'an looked at the figure that was slowly approaching and thought, "So..."
"Hard work is indeed the truth!"
Originally, he was definitely going to lose today's utility bill.
However, because of his hard work and perseverance, there was hope to earn it!
This encouraged him!
… …
Xiaoman carefully approached the light source.
Slowly, slowly.
Bit by bit, she got closer.
As she got closer, she gradually saw the place where the light source was.
It was a building made of green bricks and red tiles.
It was like an isolated island standing in the center of this sea of fog.
A strange orange-red light in the room reflected light.
Even the fog couldn't block this light.
It even penetrated the deep fog and could be seen everywhere.
"That lamp should be a powerful immortal artifact!" Xiaoman thought.
But what?
She didn't know.
Because, after the fall of the sky, the names of the immortals and gods became taboo, and even their immortal artifacts were sealed in history.
Even those who knew about it didn't dare to reveal it.
Because, it could lead to a disaster.
Because no one dared to guarantee that the bodies of those immortals and gods weren't stolen by the Sky Demons.
If that was the case, once their honorific names were mentioned, it might attract the attack of a Sky Demon that possessed the powerful bodies of immortals and gods.
That would definitely be a devastating disaster!
As she got closer, Xiaoman saw more details of the building.
Its outer wall was made of some strange material.
White, small pieces of it were stuck to the wall.
Looking up at the building, layers of fog lingered around this strange building like water. In the depths of the sky, the clouds formed by the fog were constantly spinning and circling.
It was like the eye of a hurricane.
"This is the core of the fog!" Xiaoman knew.
This foggy world might be the core of this building, or even the source.
She slowly walked forward and saw a figure swaying under the light.
Xiaoman swallowed her saliva.
A figure!
She mustered up her courage and carefully observed.
However, the figure seemed to have noticed her and walked out from inside.
He walked to the door.
Xiaoman looked at him..
Xiaoman felt her calves and stomach trembling.
Because, that wasn't a human!
To be precise, the lower half of his body was human.
He was wearing some kind of clothes that Xiaoman had never heard of before, and the material of the clothes was also something that Xiaoman had never seen before.
If she looked carefully, Xiaoman found that the lines and lines on these clothes were almost exactly the same, carved from the same mold.
This made her extremely shocked!
Because..
This was something that only immortals and gods could wear.
Legend had it that the immortals and gods in heaven had immortal artifacts that specialized in weaving clothes.
These immortal artifacts extracted the spirit energy of the human world and the heavenly realm, making all the needles and threads the same size.
Making the clothes of the immortals and gods flawless.
Therefore, there was the saying of 'ingenious workmanship'.
But obviously, the human world did not have such conditions. Even powerful cultivators could not weave those flawless immortal clothes and divine robes.
But..
The clothes on his body did not have any trace of spirit energy.
"The Great Dao is the simplest, returning to nature!" Xiaoman thought in her heart, "What he is wearing must be a powerful magical robe covered by a powerful restriction and a magical array diagram!"
That was the only explanation.
Because..
His head had already completely explained his identity.
The fog enveloped his head.
His facial features and appearance were all hidden in the thick mist.
The fog flowed and rolled in his head.
In the fog, time and space seemed to not exist.
It seemed that since ancient times, the fog had been surrounding his head like this.
Two sparks of fire slowly rose from his eye sockets.
Like a dazzling meteor, or like the legendary golden crow.
Xiaoman took a deep breath. Some of the stories and legends that her grandfather had told her when she was young flashed through her mind.
Someone accidentally entered a forest on his journey and found a cave in the forest.
There was a monster with long hair living in the cave.
The monster also saw the traveler and spoke, "Who are you?"
The traveler replied, "I am from Country X..."
The monster was puzzled. "Country X?"
"Where is Country X?"
The traveler explained while trembling with fear.
The monster was puzzled. It did not understand at all, so it asked, "Have you heard of Tianshang?"
The traveler was shocked. "Tianshang has been destroyed for a long time!"
The monster turned pale with fright. "Tianshang has been destroyed? Who destroyed it? "
The monster told the traveler that he was a general of Tianshang. Because he had done something wrong, he was punished to guard the ancestral mausoleum here. He did not know that Tianshang had been destroyed.
The traveler became the disciple of this strange man and learned magic.
After learning for a few years, the traveler felt that he had learned something, so he said goodbye to his teacher and prepared to go home to visit his family.
In the end, when he walked out of the forest and came to the foot of the mountain, he met a passing traveler. After asking, he found out that thousands of years had passed in the outside world.
His family, his country, they were all gone.
Thinking of this story, Xiaoman thought, "Could it be that I have encountered something in the story?
"In this fog, is there an ancient immortal god who has been hidden from the world for countless years?"
Thinking about it carefully, it was not impossible.
There had always been a legend in the world where Xiaoman came from.
It was said that a long, long time ago, during the era of Zhulong's creation, other than Zhulong, there was also a powerful existence who came with Zhulong.
After Zhulong created the world, that powerful existence helped Zhulong create the human race and the demon race. After leaving behind the orthodoxy of cultivation, he disappeared without a trace.
He did not even leave behind his name.
Thinking of this, Xiaoman became excited.
Because if it was that person, maybe if he knew about the calamity of the world, he would be willing to help!
After all, he also had a part in the world!
But...
Before Xiaoman could speak, the other party had already spoken.
"Welcome..." It was unknown how he spoke. In short, the fog rolled, and a certain voice rang in Xiao Man's ears, "Customer... I wonder, what do you need?"
He pushed the door open and made an invitation.
Xiao Man swallowed all the words she had originally prepared in her throat.
Because she saw that there was a sign hanging above the place where the strange person was standing.
Four strange words were written in some kind of handwriting: Qiyuan Bookstore.
These words looked a little strange, but they were not much different from the words that Xiaoman used on a daily basis.
It was nothing more than simplifying the strokes and adjusting the radicals.
"Is this a bookstore?" Xiaoman asked nervously.
… …
Ling Ping'an looked at the little girl in front of him.
She was about seventeen or eighteen years old and had a small face that should belong to a 'classical beauty' in the outside world?
Ling Ping'an wasn't too sure about this.
Because it was hard for him to tell.
But that small face was indeed quite unique!
Her fair face was very healthy. On her rosy face, thin fluff could be seen clearly.
Her jade-like nose was small and exquisite.
Her phoenix eyes were bright and she looked a little cute...
Hmm...
As cute as Gungun!
For some reason, Ling Ping'an looked at the little girl and thought of Gungun in the zoo. Moreover, it was a little Gungun that was about a year old.
That was when they were the cutest and most likable.
"Why do I feel the same emotions when I look at people as when I look at Gungun?" Ling Ping'an didn't quite understand why he felt this way.
He could only blame it on the side effect of face blindness?
But no matter what, he had a good impression of this little girl.
Who would reject a Gungun?
Ling Ping'an wouldn't!
He liked the Gungun on land and the killer whale in the sea the most.
This kind of cute little thing was really too cute to him.
Unfortunately, both of them were protected animals.
Otherwise, Ling Ping'an would have even planned to buy one and raise it.
Riding Gungun to school was his childhood dream!
Therefore, after hearing the Gungun girl's question, he smiled, "Yes, girl, as you can see, I'm a bookstore..."
He thought for a moment and explained, "A place that sells knowledge and skills!"
He looked at the dagger in the girl's hand.
It was a simple dagger with a very unique shape.
He then looked at the girl's clothes.
Very classical!
Simple silk clothes, silk skirt, and hair coiled up on her head.
This all meant that this cute little Gungun... Hmm, the little girl was a lover of ancient culture and ancient martial arts.
Ancient martial arts plus ancient costumes!
This was not a very rare hobby!
In fact, many young people liked it.
Last month, Ling Ping'an remembered that there was a customer who was also a lover of ancient costumes. He even used a few coins from last week to exchange for "Qin and Han Dynasty Famous Objects".
Thinking of that customer, Ling Ping'an felt a little regretful.
Unfortunately, he didn't come again.
Otherwise, such a fat sheep would definitely have a very high consumption.
Thinking of that customer, Ling Ping'an looked at the little Gungun in front of him... Hmm, the little girl.
An incomparably bright smile appeared on his face.
How could there be a poor person who could afford to wear ancient costumes and play ancient martial arts?
Since ancient times, the poor were scholars and the rich were martial artists!
Therefore, he rubbed his fists and was eager to try. Even his tone became gentle, "Customer... please come in and take a look..."
"I have everything here..."
"As long as you want it..." he was very serious.
The bookstore, which had not opened for a few days, urgently needed a rich man to recover!
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