Li Mu gave Su He Strange Stories from a Strange Story because he wanted to change her prejudice against men, not because he wanted her to worry about such a pointless question.
He also didn't want her to misunderstand and think that he was hinting at something.
Li Mu opened his mouth and said, "This, this is not important …"
Su He picked up the book again and said, "Speaking of which, there are not only female ghosts in the book, there are also all kinds of female demons and even dragons. You don't have any weird fetishes, do you?"
"Of course not …" Li Mu said with a straight face, "I'm not married yet, and my primordial yang is still there. How could I have such fetishes? What I want to express is that love has no boundaries. No matter if it's a human, demon, or ghost, they all have the right to pursue love …"
Su He said indifferently, "Even if you do, it's nothing. After all, I'm still your sister. Do you want me to catch a female ghost that can only materialize and give it to you next time?"
"I still have things to do at the yamen. Goodbye …"
…
After leaving Clearwater Bay, Li Mu let out a long sigh of relief. The first time they met, he knew that Su He was not easy to deal with. After they got familiar with each other, she drove so fast that Li Mu could not keep up with her.
A female ghost with twenty years of cultivation was indeed different from Lin Wan, who had just died. Next time, he should not give her the latter part of Strange Stories from a Strange Story, in case she thought that Li Mu was hinting at something and turned Li Mu into her own kind on a whim. This was not the first time she had such thoughts …
Li Mu treated her as a friend, but she always wanted Li Mu's life.
Friendship was friendship, but when it was time to guard against her, he still had to guard against her.
When he returned to the county and passed by the bookstore, Li Mu glanced at it from afar. Strange Stories from a Strange Story had been officially on sale for two days. From the sales, it was not very high, but the bookstore would not lose money. In fact, it would make a small profit.
Yunyan Pavilion was just a newly opened bookstore in Yangqiu County. Its influence was limited to Yangqiu County. It only had a limited number of readers, and there was competition from other bookstores. It was impossible to achieve financial freedom for a book to become popular.
Fortunately, those who could read usually came from well-off families. Every bookstore had a fixed number of customers. The Yunyan Pavilion had just opened, so it was the time to attract customers. Although Strange Stories was also a supernatural novel, its content was all-encompassing. Whether one wanted to read love stories, horror stories, strange stories, or fantasies about female ghosts and demonesses who were lonely at night, one Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange Stories from Strange
Li Mu noticed that there were twenty to thirty percent more customers in the bookstore than usual.
For the follow-up story of Strange Stories from a Strange Story, he planned to split the profits. This way, although he would receive less money in a short period of time, he would still have a steady income. In addition to the music and drama that Liu Hanyan had adapted, as well as the money that he earned from the storytelling in the teahouse, although it was impossible to get rich suddenly, it was enough to get him out of poverty.
The yamen was not busy every day. Li Mu's injury leave was still half a month away. In this half a month, he planned to collect enough anger. He had already reminded Old Wang that if there was a suitable case in the yamen, he should get Zhang Shan to inform him.
In the next few days, other than going to the teahouse to collect anger, Li Mu spent most of his time cultivating at home.
Every time he condensed a soul, his mana would increase tremendously. But the most important thing was still his daily guidance and cultivation.
Other than that, he would also spend a certain amount of time every day using his mana to nourish the Baiyi Sword. Although the material of the magical item was important, the improvement in the later stages depended entirely on the owner. An extraordinary magical item, in addition to Li Mu's "Army" Formula, could have an unexpected effect in a battle with demons and ghosts.
Just as Li Mu was cultivating in isolation, in Yangqiu County, a novel called "Strange Stories from a Strange Story" was quietly circulating in the streets.
This novel was published by the Yunyan Pavilion. It was different from normal storybooks. Each volume was made up of dozens of stories. These stories were long and short. The short stories were about a hundred words, and the long stories were about a thousand words. The number of words was irregular, and the content was also strange and varied.
In the first few days, there were only readers who found it novel. But in the next few days, the number of people who bought this book suddenly increased, and it attracted the attention of other bookstores.
They analyzed this novel seriously, and finally analyzed two reasons why this book was so popular.
First, it was new.
For more than ten years, stories about demons and ghosts had been popular. The plot had changed again and again, but in the end, it could not escape the four words "slay demons and exorcise demons".
However, "Strange Stories from a Strange Story" was different. In this book, demons and ghosts were not all evil creatures that sucked people's blood and souls. Some of them had flesh and blood, and were loyal and righteous. In terms of emotions, they were no different from humans.
This novel way of writing attracted many readers.
Second, it was broad.
This book was a collection of stories, and there was no fixed theme.
If you wanted to read love stories, there were "Xiao Qian" and "Ying Ning".
If you wanted to read humorous jokes, there were "Fox Alliance" and "Ghost Command".
If you wanted to read strange stories, there were "Corpse Transformation" and "The Man in the Ear".
When the night was lonely and unbearable, the ghostly fox in the book had a different kind of charm.
After Sage Time, the principles in the book were thought-provoking.
The author of this book was the Taoist priest. His imagination was bold and unconstrained, and it also had deep connotations and discussions about reality. Those who read this book, regardless of gender, old or young, would find their own enjoyment in it.
In a certain bookstore, the shopkeeper slapped his head and said regretfully, "Aiya, I misjudged him!"
In another bookstore, someone hurriedly said, "Quickly go and find this Pu Songling. See if we can spend a lot of money to get him back. This person is a talent …"
In the Yunyan Pavilion, Shopkeeper Huang was beaming with joy. He looked at Liu Hanyan and said, "Miss, your eyes are as bright as torches. Old Huang admires you. With 'Strange Stories from a Strange Story', our bookstore will be able to gain a firm foothold in this place."
Almost every bookstore had a few popular authors, and a few best-selling novels served as a front. The Yunyan Pavilion had just opened, and there were not many readers. The unexpected popularity of "Strange Stories from a Strange Story" had allowed them to gain a large number of readers. As long as the subsequent volumes maintained the standard, they would be able to retain these readers and become regular customers of the store.
Liu Hanyan coughed softly, but did not say anything.
Actually, she had only felt pity for Li Mu. She did not even read what he wrote. She did not expect that her small act of kindness would bring about such a huge change in the bookstore.
She picked up a book and said to Shopkeeper Huang, "Look after the store. I have some matters to attend to, so I will go back first."
… …
In the small courtyard, Wanwan had just returned after eating and drinking to her heart's content. Li Mu rested for a while, then began to practice the sword manual that Li Qing had given him.
Although the Baiyi Sword was an immortal weapon, it was the same as a normal sword. Only when it was combined with sword moves could it unleash its greatest power.
When Li Qing battled with the tiger demon, the tiger demon only relied on its brute strength and instincts to fight against wild beasts. Li Qing relied on her nimble movements and sword moves to easily suppress the tiger demon even though she did not have the advantage in terms of strength. At that time, Li Mu was determined to consolidate these basic skills.
These basic skills could not be learned quickly. There were more than ten basic sword moves. If he wanted to practice more complex sword techniques, he had to first learn these basic sword moves.
Sword Piercing, Cloud Sword, Chop Sword, Hang Sword, Sweep Sword, Point Sword …
Under the scorching sun, Li Mu patiently practiced these basic sword moves over and over again in the courtyard. Only when his entire body was drenched in sweat and he could no longer raise his arms did he put down his sword. He took off his outer and inner robes, leaving only his trousers on. He poured a bucket of cold water over his head, and the cold feeling spread from the top of his head to the rest of his body. He felt indescribably comfortable.
After being reborn, Li Mu was quite satisfied with his body.
In his previous life, he had been bedridden for a long time. His body had long been tortured by illness. Now, although his body was not very strong, it was very healthy. It was just that he did not have the seven spirits. When he got up in the morning, it was a bit of a fly in the ointment.
Because constables often patrolled and practiced, when he took off his clothes, the muscles on his arms were not exaggerated. He also had the six-pack abs that Li Mu was very envious of in his previous life.
His almost perfect figure made even Liu Hanyan, who was at the door, stunned for a moment when she saw it.
The next moment, she quickly covered her eyes and exclaimed, "Why are you not wearing clothes …"
"I just finished practicing and went to take a shower …" Li Mu explained. Suddenly, he froze on the spot.
Although Liu Hanyan covered her eyes, her vision still leaked through the gaps between her fingers. Not only that, at this moment, in Li Mu's eyes, her body was shining with a faint light.
Yellow light.
Of the seven emotions and seven colors, yellow was desire.
Li Mu swore that from the beginning to the end, he really only treated Liu Hanyan as a friend. He never thought that when he treated her as a friend, she actually wanted to …
Li Mu hurriedly guided this trace of desire over. This was the first trace of desire he had collected. Thinking that other people relied on hard work to cultivate, but he actually had to rely on his body, he could not help but feel sad …
The light on Liu Hanyan's body flashed and disappeared. She said angrily, "Hurry up and put on your clothes!"
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