By the time Wang Chongyang and Donghuang Taiyi returned to the courtyard of their home, the Huai Opera had already been sung, and the villagers were still sitting in the tent talking about what they had just said, and they refused to disperse.

Some women pulled the head of the Huai Opera Troupe, Zhao, and asked, "This is obviously not over yet, Duanmu Xiaoyao died like this?" Murong Xue was taken away by the old demon of Tongtian? And what about the back? ”

Some people also asked Captain Zhao, "Do you want to continue tomorrow night, the story behind should be more exciting!" ”

Commander Zhao didn't expect that a story casually told by Wang Chongyang would be slightly adapted by the screenwriters in the group, and it would cause such a big response.

Many male viewers in the village surrounded "Murong Xue" and half-covered Mei Jinfang, and there was no lack of flattery and praise, saying that in their eyes, Mei Jinfang was "Murong Xue", which would be one of Mei Jinfang's masterpieces.

Wang Chongyang couldn't help but be surprised, this singing was mainly for Murong Xue to see, to awaken her memory, but he didn't expect that this goal was not achieved, but it fulfilled this group of Huai Opera fans in the village.

Fearing that his parents would see his bloodstained clothes, he immediately took off his coat and climbed into his room through the window to change his clothes before coming out.

Zhou Yaqi saw Wang Chongyang coming back alone, and immediately came over and asked, "What about Murong Xue?" ”

Wang Chongyang sighed and said, "Let's go!" ”

When Zhou Yaqi was about to ask Wang Chongyang again, Head Zhao saw Wang Chongyang and immediately walked over, "Young man, talk to you about something!" ”

Wang Chongyang couldn't help but glance at Head Zhao in surprise, and then followed Head Zhao to the side, "What's the matter?" ”

Head Zhao immediately said to Wang Chongyang, "What is the source of this story?" ”

Wang Chongyang looked at Head Zhao and asked, "Don't beat around the bush, just say something, right?" ”

Head Zhao smiled and said to Wang Chongyang, "I have decided not to charge a penny of the 600,000 yuan you gave us, and I will return the 300,000 yuan I received to you!" ”

Wang Chongyang couldn't help laughing, "There is such a good thing? There must be something else going on, right? ”

Head Zhao immediately said, "I didn't expect this book to come out recently, it would cause such a big response, so, I decided to buy the copyright of this story, and then enrich the story, and then repackage it, and it will be grandly staged next year, what do you think?" ”

Wang Chongyang expected that there was something wrong with Head Zhao, but he didn't expect that the other party actually wanted to buy the story of Duanmu Xiaoyao and Murong Xue, and his heart couldn't help but move.

It stands to reason that this story only belongs to Duanmu Xiaoyao and Murong Xue, as the descendants of Duanmu Xiaoyao, Wang Chongyang is really unwilling to share it with too many people, and it is also a tragic story.

Thinking of this, Wang Chongyang directly rejected Captain Zhao, "Sixty-fifty-five thousand pennies will not be less of you, this story is the first and last one today, so let's end it, I don't plan to sell it!" ”

Head Zhao hurriedly said, "Young man, think about it again, it's a pity if such a good book is not promoted!" ”

Wang Chongyang didn't wait for Captain Zhao to finish speaking, and immediately went back to his home, and Captain Zhao didn't forget to say loudly to Wang Chongyang, "You think about it again!" ”

Zhou Yaqi didn't know what Wang Chongyang and Head Zhao were talking about, so she asked Wang Chongyang, "What did he ask you to consider?" ”

Wang Chongyang said casually, "He wants to buy this story!" ”

Zhou Yaqi immediately said, "You don't sell? Why? ”

Wang Chongyang said, "Where are there so many in this world, I feel that this story is exclusive to Duanmu Xiaoyao and Murong Xue, and I have no right to sell it!" ”

Zhou Yaqi said, "But you are Duanmu Xiaoyao!" ”

Wang Chongyang looked at Zhou Yaqi and said, "I am me, although I am his descendant, I am still me, I am just Wang Chongyang!" ”

As he spoke, he went back to his room, Zhou Yaqi looked at it inexplicably for a while, and then asked Donghuang Taiyi, "Did this guy eat gunpowder?" ”

Donghuang Taiyi said helplessly, "Murong Xue almost killed him, maybe he was not in a good mood?" ”

Zhou Yaqi was even more puzzled, "After Murong Xue recovers her memory, she should know that he is Duanmu Xiaoyao, how can she be willing to kill him?" ”

Donghuang Taiyi said, "This play has indeed awakened Murong Xue's memory, but at the same time, it has also awakened Murong Xue's evil memory, Murong Xue's evil side has occupied her body at this time, and she is no longer the Murong Xue who loves Duanmu Xiaoyao deeply!" ”

Zhou Yaqi sighed for a while when she heard this, looked at Wang Chongyang's door in a daze, and sighed in her heart, "No wonder Wang Chongyang is so sad!" He actually already has Murong Xue in his heart, right? ”

Donghuang Taiyi heard Zhou Yaqi's thoughts, and then said, "Girl, if you are just ordinary human beings, then the way you deal with the feelings between men and women in the world may be the best, but now that you have come into contact with Xiuzhen, you have encountered so many problems that you couldn't think of before, this past life, this life, this life, the fate of this life, no one can tell the way, why are you entangled?" ”

Zhou Yaqi looked at Donghuang Taiyi, "Xiao Hei, aren't you the Demon Emperor, your magic power is boundless, you must know the ending between me and Wang Chongyang, right?" ”

Donghuang Taiyi said, "The old man doesn't know, the old man is the demon emperor, but he is not a god, he can calculate anything, the old man only knows that you are destined for that kid, but whether you have a share or not, it mainly depends on yourself!" ”

Zhou Yaqi asked puzzledly, "What do you mean?" ”

Donghuang Taiyi said, "The old man can only say so far, as for what happens to the two of you in the end, it depends on how you grasp it!" ”

Zhou Yaqi was silent for a while, and then asked Donghuang Taiyi, "He will have the first love of an old classmate for a while, and a wife in his previous life for a while, how can I grasp it?" ”

Donghuang Taiyi sighed and said, "Girl, you didn't listen to what the old man said just now, you have now entered the cultivation realm, and when you look at your feelings, you can't be measured by the rules of men and women in the world!" ”

Zhou Yaqi groaned again, and said after a long time, "Whether it's cultivation or not, isn't love unique?" ”

Donghuang Taiyi smiled and said, "Uniqueness is not called love, it is called possession!" ”

Zhou Yaqi was puzzled, "Shouldn't you love someone wholeheartedly and give everything for each other?" ”

Donghuang Taiyi said, "Don't talk to the old man about love, the old man doesn't have this word in the dictionary, but the old man thinks that real love should be let go, not grasped, what do you think?" ”

As it spoke, it flapped its wings and flew away, leaving Zhou Yaqi alone in a daze.

After Wang Chongyang returned to the room, it happened that the time for the eighth furnace had arrived, so he immediately took out the Spring and Autumn Five Dragon Ding, replaced the ancient acacia fine wood, and started the ninth furnace.

The ninth furnace only took less than three hours, and Wang Chongyang simply put the Spring and Autumn Five Dragon Tripods in the room to guard.

Wang Chongyang also needed to meditate and pranayama due to an abdominal injury, so he happened to be meditating and pranayama here while waiting for the Nine Heavens Jade Dew Pill to be baked.

More than two hours passed in a blink of an eye, and after Wang Chongyang regained his breath and eased his breathing, he immediately opened the Dan furnace and took out the Nine Heavens Jade Dew Pill.

Seeing that the Nine Heavens Jade Dew Pill in his hand was completely black, he didn't know if it was refined or wasted.

Wang Chongyang secretly thought that he couldn't always ask people about the ancient books, and then thought that the WeChat scanning function could scan the treasures, and he didn't know if he could scan the pills.

Thinking about it, he immediately took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat and scanned it, and swept the pill in his hand.

A message immediately popped up on the phone, "Nine Heavenly Gyokuro Pill (Finished Product)!" ”

Wang Chongyang couldn't help laughing, firstly, this alchemy was actually successful, this is a list of 60 million, and secondly, the WeChat scanning function can also sweep the pills.

He immediately sent a message to the store of Xiuzhen grocery store, "One has been refined!" ”

Not long after the message was sent, Wang Chongyang's mobile phone text message came, which was the access information of CCB, reminding Wang Chongyang that a sum of "60000000" money had arrived.

Wang Chongyang immediately opened the online banking, and after confirming that the money had indeed arrived, he immediately used WeChat to pass the pills to the store.

The store sent a message, "Senior, is it two refining waste and one refining into one?" ”

Wang Chongyang replied, "Only one has been refined, and there is still time to refine again!" ”

The store sent a string of exclamation marks, and then asked Wang Chongyang, "Senior, do you accept any orders?" ”

Wang Chongyang replied, "You can say that, but you have to ask me first when you take the order, I'm afraid I won't have time!" ”

The store immediately sent a message, "OK! Good night! ”

Another 60 million has arrived, but Wang Chongyang's mood is surprisingly calm, when he had no money before, he always felt that every dollar was money. 、

When he could really earn so much money, he suddenly realized that this money was a string of useless numbers except for ensuring his basic livelihood.

It is impossible for him to take out all the money in the bank, watch it all day, and never think about squandering it arbitrarily, isn't it a number?

And there are also numbers that come and go, Donghuang Taiyi has reminded himself more than once that the money needed for future cultivation is hundreds of billions, and this little money is only a drop in the bucket in the future consumption.

The next day, before Wang Chongyang woke up, he was woken up by his mother knocking on the door, "Yangzi, the head of the Huai Opera Troupe is looking for you!" ”

Wang Chongyang knew that it must be for the copyright of the story, so he didn't want to deal with it, but his mother kept knocking on the door, so he had to get dressed and come out.

As soon as Head Zhao saw Wang Chongyang come out, he immediately said, "Mr. Wang, what are you thinking about?" ”

The mother said to Wang Chongyang, "Yangzi, you can do it, Head Zhao said that you thought about the play last night?" ”

Wang Chongyang knew that in order to buy his copyright, Head Zhao must have told his mother about it.

To be honest, he really thought about this problem last night, and said to Head Zhao at this time, "Okay, when I go back to the county seat, can I talk to you specifically?" This is the New Year's Day, and I can't talk about anything here! ”

Regiment Commander Zhao felt that Wang Chongyang was dealing with him, and hurriedly said, "I have reported this story to the regiment, everyone is very optimistic about him, the head of the regiment gives me an explanation, you can promise you any conditions that our regiment can bear!" ”

Wang Chongyang said, "Actually, there are no requirements, I can give you the story, and I don't want your copyright fees!" ”

Head Zhao was puzzled, "What do you mean?" No royalties? ”

Wang Chongyang said, "In other words, I don't sell the copyright, but I can authorize you to continue rehearsing, I just need to share, understand?" ”

Head Zhao said, "Divided? How to divide it? ”

Wang Chongyang immediately said, "So I said I'll talk to you when I return to the city, and I can't talk about anything now, but you think I'm dealing with you!" ”

Only then did Head Zhao hold Wang Chongyang's hand and say, "Okay, okay, then I'll wait for your news!" ”