Xuan Wei and the others disturbed Wei Hanliang's home for two days, during which Xuan Wei would use Qi Condensation and acupuncture every day to improve Xiao Tiantian's physique.

Coupled with the adjustment of the decoction, in just two days, Xiao Tiantian's physical condition has changed significantly.

The effect is even above Xuanwei's previous expectations, if nothing else, as long as she takes the decoction on time every day, Xiao Tiantian can grow up healthily like ordinary people.

After her physique improved, Britney's whole person was full of vitality, scurrying around like a naughty kitten.

Watching Xiao Tiantian run and play to his heart's content, Wei Hanliang had red eyes, and he couldn't wait to take everything out when entertaining Xuan Wei and others.

It was difficult to resist the hospitality, and Xuanwei and the others had no choice but to accept the VIP hospitality of this simple man.

In addition to eating and drinking well, the group never forgot the purpose of their practice.

Puji took several monks of Lingchan Temple to go out early and return late, going back and forth to the ancient battlefield and mass graves, chanting and chanting Buddha to surpass the soul.

In the middle of the night, Xuan Wei took Qinglian to visit the red light street, relying on the Five Elements Escape Method and the Soul Ecstasy, the two collected a lot of interesting dry goods, and sent them to the table of the relevant departments anonymously.

I think that in the next period of time, the red light district of Jinling will usher in a major clean-up, and some underground forces will be uprooted.

Although the symptoms are not cured, and the red light district will always resurge, after suffering this blow, it will at least be reined in and not too rampant.

Sure enough, about half a month later, the relevant departments launched a strike-hard campaign with lightning speed.

The citizens of Jinling also realized that this time the above was really moving, and the intensity and breadth were far from being comparable to the formalistic actions of the past, and they all applauded their hands.

To a certain extent, the people of Heaven and Earth Temple and Lingchan Temple can also be regarded as benefiting Jinling.

……

At the same time, Ruoshui and others, who were sitting in the view of heaven and earth, met a strange pilgrim.

The pilgrim's name is Mo Xi, about twenty years old, wearing a pair of gold-wire glasses, tall and thin, very Sven.

However, his expression was extremely haggard, and the whole person looked very impetuous.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable, this layman, the result of the diagnosis of the poor path is the same as that of the hospital, and the layman does not suffer from mental illness. Ruoshui said softly, looking at Mo Xi with a little puzzlement in his eyes.

Hearing Ruoshui's reply, Mo Xi pulled his hair like crazy, and shouted almost hysterically: "Hehe, it's really crazy! If it's not an illusion, then how can it be explained?"

With such a crazy look and demeanor, it's really a bit like losing your mind!

Ruoshui frowned, took out a silver needle and pricked it on Mo Xi's body, and after a while, Mo Xi gradually quieted down, and his mood stabilized.

"Fairy Gu, am I really mentally normal, or rather, I am not hallucinating or anything like that?" Mo Xi bit his lip in some pain, and asked Ruoshui almost pleadingly.

It seems that he is very eager to get an affirmative answer from Wakamizuchi.

Ruoshui nodded in conviction, feeling more and more that the pilgrim in front of him was strange.

"Why, why don't they want to believe me? They all thought I was crazy, and even I suspected that I was hallucinating!" Mo Xi said bitterly.

If Shui really understands what it means to not be on the same channel, why is it so difficult to communicate?

If it weren't for the fact that Fang Cai's diagnosis was fully confident, Ruoshui would definitely think that this person really had something wrong with his brain!

"Layman, if you don't mind, you might as well explain the specific situation. Ruoshui suggested.

Mo Xi hesitated for a moment before picking up the backpack at his side and pulling out a few letters from it.

"Everything has to start with these letters, these letters from the past!" Mo Xi said word by word.

Letters from the past?

Ruoshui was stunned, what Mo Xi said was not a letter from the past, but a letter from the past?

I couldn't help but look at the yellowed envelope, which was written in a rather graceful handwriting, as if it was from a woman.

Xiao Yu, all the envelopes have the sender's name written on them.

And the name of the recipient is naturally Moxi in front of him.

"I used to be a writer, and about five years ago, I wrote a youth inspirational debut. The response to the first book was quite good, and the fans gave me a lot of praise, and the media and magazines even named me a 'new genius writer'. Mo Xi said slowly, with a slight self-deprecating tone in his voice.

Five years ago, Mo Xi was about twenty years old, and in the group of writers, he could indeed be regarded as a young man.

After all, he was young and vigorous at the time, and after he became famous, he was somewhat touted a little fluttering. Enjoying the taste of fame and money, I take it for granted that I have a bright future ahead of me. Mo Xi's expression darkened, obviously thinking of something unpleasant.

"The outside world is looking forward to my next strong comeback, and both fans and the media have high hopes for my new book. However, the first book is like exhausting all my talents, and I can't even write the second one!" Mo Xi's fingers gently swayed the envelope, as if this was the only way to comfort him.

Ruoshui listened quietly and did not interrupt Mo Xi's reminiscences.

"Half a year, a year, a year and a half, my new book has not moved, fans have become restless, and the wind of the media has gradually changed. Under pressure, I did something extremely stupid!" Mo Xi laughed miserably.

An author, the delay in the release of a new work, that means the passage of book fans.

In addition, the doubts of the media and the singing and declining of peers will have an adverse impact.

"I hired a gunman to ghostwrite and create a new book in the style of the previous one. I was nervous to send the new book to the publishing company, and I was worried every day for fear that things would be exposed. It was quickly put on sale, and the response from book fans was okay, although it was not as amazing as imagined, but it barely passed. Just as I was taking a deep breath, the unexpected happened, and the ghostwriter stood in front of the media in a high-profile manner. Mo Xi repented.

Obviously, the gunman was jealous, obviously he wrote, why let others gain fame and fortune, while he could only get a meager payment?

So, he decided to expose the ghostwriting and stepped on Moxi to promote himself.

"The fans couldn't accept this fact, they were furious, and the media also criticized me, and for a while I became a rat crossing the street. Mo Xi sighed.

After exposing this kind of bad deeds, Mo Xi basically can't continue to gain a foothold in the circle of writers, and even if there are new books, book fans may not be willing to buy them.

"I had no source of income, so I had to find a new job, and although I was very unaccustomed to it at first, after a long time, I slowly forgot that I was once a writer. ”

Speaking of this, Mo Xi's tone suddenly changed, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Until a few months ago, I received a letter. ”