Yan Li came to the side of the street and grabbed a passerby. Before the passerby got angry, he threw him a piece of Heaven Mystic Stone and a letter, "Help me deliver this letter. The address is on the envelope."
The passerby estimated the Heaven Mystic Stone to be worth five taels. He glanced at the address, which was only a few miles away. He immediately smiled, "No problem. It's just delivering a letter." Then he ran off happily.
Yan Li immediately turned around and walked through the streets and alleys in the busy city. He came to the back door of a secluded house and knocked several times with the knocker. Not long after, a deep voice came out. "Who is it?"
"My Lord, it's me."
The door creaked open, revealing the Beast King's swarthy face as he asked, "Is there news?"
Yan Li nodded.
"Come in," the Beast King said.
Yan Li looked around to make sure no one was watching him. Then he walked in and followed the Beast King to the front hall.
The other five Worship Disciples were all present.
Yan Li cupped his hands, "Greetings, my Lords."
"Cut the crap. Tell me the details," Vulture said impatiently.
Yan Li said, "I'm here to inform my Lords that the secret treasure is about to appear."
"Oh?" Hai raised his eyebrows, "You found out so quickly?"
Yan Li said, "About tomorrow night. I'll set up the Teleportation Formation before then."
The Worship Disciples looked at each other. Xia Yin said gloomily, "Brat, you won't play any tricks, right?"
"What do you mean, my Lord?" Yan Li was surprised.
"Humph!" Xia Yin said, "Don't pretend to be confused. The Heavenly Measures Tower made a big deal about you. They said you're a rare genius in the history of the Court Of Sword. The seven branches fought for you and your future is limitless. I don't believe you'll join us again. "
So it was the Heavenly Measures Tower!
Yan Li put on a smile and said, "No matter what the future is, it's nothing compared to an immortal body. I joined the Worship Sect not because I have no desires. My Lords have no reason not to believe me. "
Vulture sneered in a low voice, "Hey, what does it matter? What can he do? Don't joke around, I can easily crush you to death. "
Yan Li smiled and said nothing.
"Let's go back and prepare," Lotus said.
"Then I'll take my leave first." Yan Li cupped his hands and turned to leave.
"Wait," the Beast King suddenly called out.
"Do you have any other orders, Sir?" Yan Li turned around with a smile.
The Beast King fixed his gaze on Yan Li and said, "You must understand that although the line between life and death is blurry, everyone only has one chance to make a choice. If you make the wrong decision because of some factors, you can't reverse it."
"I understand," Yan Li said with a smile.
"Go," the Beast King said.
Yan Li cupped his hands and retreated.
Vulture watched as Yan Li's figure disappeared, and a strange look appeared on his face. "If he makes the wrong choice this time, no one will stop me from killing him, right?"
"As you wish," the Beast King said and left.
"I'm really looking forward to it," Vulture said excitedly.
Dan took a sip of wine and said in a low voice, "Why did you assume he would betray us from the beginning?"
"Because we don't even believe it ourselves." Vulture laughed and turned to leave.
Chao said thoughtfully, "Generally speaking, when a person's sacrifice and desire are not proportional, there must be an unknown plot."
"Conspiracy theory," Dan sneered.
"You're too naive." Xia Yin sneered and left.
"Lotus, you think so too?" Dan asked again.
"I only believe what I see in front of me." Lotus said and prepared to leave.
"Senior Sister!" Dan stood up.
Lotus's footsteps paused.
"If something happens, remember to leave first," Dan said softly.
"Take care of yourself," Lotus said coldly and left.
Dan sighed and turned to the Nest of All Wood Roots, "Nest …"
"I know what you want to say." Nest raised his hand and interrupted, "Generally speaking, isn't it natural for the old to protect the young? Besides, her path is different from ours. If push comes to shove, she can just reveal her identity. "
"If Senior Sister is willing to accept Star Spirit …" Dan smiled bitterly.
"This is the pride of being a human in her bones." Chao also sighed. "It is also the shadow that Yang Gongping left on her back then."
…
Yan Li left the secluded house and went to the private room on the second floor of the Ruby Moon Restaurant.
He pushed the door open and saw a woman in a red dress who seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
"You can drink tea too." Yan Li looked at the red rim of the cup and smiled.
"What do you think?" The woman said with a faint smile.
Yan Li narrowed his eyes, "So it's the Tower Master herself."
"You think it's Red Dress?" The woman smiled.
She was Li Hongzhuang.
Yan Li said, "At least I can't tell right now."
"It's okay, we have plenty of time to cultivate tacit understanding." Li Hongzhuang's eyes were like silk, "I came in person, you should know how important this matter is to me. What did you find? "
"The secret treasure is about to appear, tomorrow night," Yan Li said.
"As expected, you're very capable." Li Hongzhuang smiled charmingly, "Maybe I should give you a higher position after this."
"Then I thank the Tower Master in advance," Yan Li said.
"If it's just a simple message, there's no need to meet in person, right?" Li Hongzhuang stroked her black hair, her eyes seductive.
"I miss the Tower Master. Are you satisfied with this answer?" Yan Li smiled and sat across from Li Hongzhuang.
Li Hongzhuang leaned forward and moved in front of Yan Li, saying coquettishly, "Have you fallen in love with me?"
A delicate fragrance assailed the nostrils, a pair of bright eyes filled with charm, a face that could topple cities, skin that was as exquisite as the moonlight, snow white and creamy, as if it was a ravine that could suck people in, more terrifying than an abyss.
Yan Li quickly glanced at her, holding his breath, and said with a smile, "Guess."
"Guess?" Li Hongzhuang sat back down, covering her mouth, and said, "That's what a little woman would say. Are you prepared to be a little man?"
"Cough cough cough …" Yan Li choked, and hurriedly coughed a few times, saying, "There's no such thing."
Li Hongzhuang immediately laughed coquettishly. Her entire body was suddenly surrounded by a charming charm. Any normal man would be dazzled and infatuated if they were here.
"Actually, I have something to ask the Tower Master," Yan Li said, gathering his thoughts.
"Oh?" Li Hongzhuang said.
"About what the Tower Master said, the process of transforming into a demon will cause discomfort, could it be related to memories?" Yan Li said.
"What do you mean?" Li Hongzhuang asked.
Yan Li thought for a moment, and said, "Recently, when I sleep, I often dream of strange scenes. Although they're dreams, my instincts tell me that they've happened before. "
"For example?" Li Hongzhuang asked.
Yan Li murmured, "For example, someone once gave me a ring …"
PS: This chapter is a stockpile. I didn't want to post it, but I really want to chat with everyone (because I don't know who to say these things to). If I chat alone, I'm afraid no one will read it, so I posted it. Someone said that in September, double monthly votes. Let me clarify, I have no interest in this, I really don't have the face to ask for it. I'm also someone who has followed books, I can understand the impulse of wanting to read the next chapter, but the author suddenly stops updating. I don't have the ambition to update three or four chapters now. My requirement for myself is to update twice a month, starting next month.
People really need experience to grow. Every time I have a stockpile, I start to run wild, and every time I end up wanting to die. It's like a king suppressing his opponent financially, but he doesn't participate in the team to push the tower, and all sorts of crazy things. The feeling of being overturned in the end is the same … I know that people will say that I'm addicted to games if I use this analogy. Let me say it here, excluding standalone and arcade games, it's been almost seventeen years since I started playing online games. I can't even count the number of games I've played. I feel that every gaming experience is like another part of my life. To me, games have a very important meaning. Whether it's addiction or entertainment, it doesn't diminish my love for games.
Some people are going to say, "You're playing too much!" I don't deny that playing games can make you develop a world-weary mentality, especially when writing requires the brain. You lack self-control. Every time you finish playing games, it's already very late, and you're completely muddle-headed. You don't even understand what you write, and you expect the readers to pay for it? That's not realistic. However, I continue to write because I love writing stories as much as I love playing games. Then, can I say that I'm addicted to writing and neglected games?
Of course, games are for fun, and writing is work. The two can't be talked about together. People who love themselves should focus on writing. Yes, it's the feeling of wanting to die when you see the notification of royalties entering your bank account. That's all.
Everyone knows that I haven't been working full time these few months, but in terms of the number of updates, in June and July, the busiest two months, I wrote a total of 260,000 words. That's an average of 130,000 words per month. Compared to the 150,000 words I wrote when I was working full time, there's only a difference of 20,000 words.
Then, I'll talk about the cause and effect of my monthly break. (Ditto, I really don't know who to talk to) It seems that on the 9th, a former colleague of mine called me and asked if I was interested in applying for a position with him. This position was in Meituan's cashier department (I'm responsible for installing and debugging the cashier system for Meituan's customers). It was equivalent to a technical department, and the salary was considered a good job in our small city. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that such a good thing would fall into my lap, as I had no education, no diploma, and not much work experience. That afternoon, I applied for the job. After the preliminary interview, the probation period was three days, so I applied for leave. If I could get this job, I could finish my work in peace, even if it was a little slow, because I really wouldn't have to count on it to make money.
Dreams are great, but reality is harsh. After the first day of the internship, it happened to be a Friday. Since it was the weekend, the senior who took me for the internship told me that I didn't need to go tomorrow, but I had to write a summary of my experience from the internship. So I went home and finished writing my thoughts that night. I thought I would have to continue my internship on Monday to hand it in. Unexpectedly, on the third day, which was Sunday night, the senior told my colleague that there was a problem with your friend's attitude, so I rejected him and told him not to come.
Why was there a problem with his attitude? Because he said that he emphasized three times that I had to give him the summary on the same day. He said that he waited until Sunday night at 9, but I still hadn't sent it to him. He said that I didn't take it seriously, and that there was a problem with my attitude. With my desire to be hired, if I heard his instructions, I would have definitely asked for his WeChat on the spot so that I could send it. Actually, I didn't hear it, and I didn't remember it at all.
Although it was only a day of internship, I felt that I was 90% sure of this job, because I used to do this, and I was familiar with the process. All I lacked was familiarity with the new software and hardware.
The hiring was over, just like that. With my personality, after confirming with the phone, I naturally wouldn't pester him any further. Maybe if I softened my attitude and begged for leniency, there would still be a chance. After all, this was my life, right? Unfortunately, I didn't do that. At my age, I have to let go of my pride and whatnot, right? At my age, I have to fight for it even if I have to beg for it, right? But I didn't do anything.
I only felt discouraged and hopeless.
That afternoon, I received a message from the bank. The payment for July had arrived, a total of 320 yuan. Not bad, just enough to pay the electricity bill.
I thought that being addicted to games would be less painful, right?
During those few days, I couldn't think about anything, the future or the present, life or work. At that time, there was only one thought: To hell with it all!
Maybe to you, this is a very small matter, but to me, it was an opportunity to change the future. Can I find another job if I lose it? That doesn't exist.
But, I didn't collapse, I can still stand up. But I want to make it clear, it's not because I have nowhere to go, or because I have no choice, that I continue to write. I still love writing stories, and I will continue to write. This is what I want to say to you.
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