"If you hate me, try to make money, and then use it to buy my life, and your father's debt is the same. Little ghost, in this country, there is nothing that money can't buy......"

Da-da, da-da.

Liancheng finished typing the last character and stretched out comfortably.

The computer desk was littered with the wreckage of a late-night battle, the bottles of a cow, a cow, a bird, and a bird coffee were scattered on the table, and cigarette butts were piled up in ashtrays. The keyboard was reluctant, but its stomach was poured through the cracks with the gray seeds sprayed by cigarettes.

The square electronic alarm clock on the left side of the computer screen shows "AM5:30", which is 5:30 in the morning, when night owls have not yet slept and early risers have just gotten up.

He stayed up all night to get out the updates of the last five or six days, and then set up regular updates chapter after chapter, and then read the written manuscript carefully in the author's background, and after confirming that there were no problems with the plot logic and character building, he hesitated to close the uploaded web page.

His instincts told him that there must be something that wasn't written well enough.

Liancheng has long been accustomed to this taste. Every time I update, I feel guilty that I haven't seriously revised the manuscript, which is a common problem for authors. Just as a chef is careful with his food, people are always critical of their creations and strive for perfection when they create.

The box next to the bed contained a full 200,000.

He vomited blood and worked hard to write, and he couldn't earn so much in a year. When he opened the box, the red color was a little dazzling, and it made him feel quite unreal, as if he was dreaming like he was crazy about writing.

Liancheng pondered deeply: "Why am I so rich?"

Knock Knock Knock –

"Young man, I'm the landlord's aunt, and I haven't found you for the past two days. It's time to pay the rent for the second half of the year recently!" The demon outside the door said something that no one could understand.

Lian Cheng smiled slightly, if only a few days ago he would have been worried for a while.

It may be strange if there is a golden slave who rents a house to live in Liancheng. He can even afford a car of fifty or sixty thousand, and he looks like half a successful person in his clothes, at least he can definitely afford a down payment.

Although the housing prices in Zhaoping City are very expensive, the outside of the Third Ring Road is cheaper, and the environment is better and more healthy. In any case, renting a house is really not in line with the situation of Liancheng.

He actually rented the entire small three-story building, with a total of more than 900 square meters. At first, he didn't know if it was because of his brain pumping or the writer's feelings, but he firmly believed that this place would help him with creative inspiration. But the landlord gritted his teeth and only rented the whole, and Liancheng had plenty of money at that time, so he signed the lease contract with a wave of his hand.

The third floor is where he usually lives, the room on the second floor is subleased, and the first floor is planned to be renovated into a store and do some small business. The plan was so, but the implementation did not go very well. Half a year has passed, and only 201's room has been rented to a family of three.

Half a year's rent is ......

Ninety thousand!

Liancheng put on his clothes unhurriedly, he felt that this amount of money definitely didn't need an exclamation point, but should be replaced with a full stop, and a "what about it" had to be added at the end to modify his relaxed state of mind at this time.

He hummed a little song: "Rich, rich, what should I buy......"

I still plan to register with the real estate agency today, find a few more agents, and rent out the second floor as soon as possible. After paying the rent, the rest of the money is more than enough for the decoration of the first floor, whether it is catering or other transactions, it is estimated that it will take two or three months to pay back.

Liancheng opened the door and saw the slightly impatient face of the landlord's aunt.

She stood at the door and fanned the wind: "Ouch, Xiaolian, I just took a fancy to your reliability at the beginning, so I rented this small building to you." We have signed a two-year contract, and even if you don't renew the lease, you will have to pay half a year's liquidated damages! ”

"Right now. Liancheng smiled confidently, made a gesture of waiting, and then took three steps and two steps to the bedroom, picked up the box and planned to pay the rent on the spot, which can be regarded as a master's experience.

As soon as he grabbed the handle of the box, he felt something was wrong.

To give a very inappropriate analogy, when you go out and call a small business card at a hotel, you find that you are missing something in your crotch.

Empty.

Liancheng's face suddenly turned green, greener than the ancient X music of a certain page game advertisement. He took a deep breath and shook the box in disbelief, and there was a clatter of something rolling inside.

I.

Fuck you uncle.

"Xiaolian, what are you busy in the house?" the landlady shouted with her neck stretched.

Lian Cheng rubbed out of the back room with a smile, carrying something in his hand: "I went to Italy two days ago, and I brought you a suitcase!"

The landlord's aunt has a good eye, and she can tell at a glance what is valuable. After taking the thing and looking it up and down for a while, she said with joy: "This thing is good, but what about the Japanese written on the Italian goods?"

"That...... The Axis powers are not separated! In the past, these two countries worked together to bully people, do you think they can have a bad relationship?"

There is a point in that. But the rent for the second half of the year—"

Liancheng was in a hurry: "Wait for you to take the box back to play for two days, dare to be tired of playing, I will immediately bring a new one to your house to visit, and then take the contract with the money, nothing will be worse than you!"

can be regarded as sending the landlord away, closing the door, he slowly covered his chest, squatted down a little, leaned against the wall and looked at the ceiling to think about life.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What about my money?

Suddenly there was a sound of water splashing in the toilet bowl, and then there was a click, and something fell from the side of the toilet. A second later, the sound of something round rolling on the floor sounded.

With two fingers, Liancheng easily pinched a flat object that wanted to sneak up on his little brother.

"If you had a neck, I would have strangled you to death. His words seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth: "200,000, I'm a god, if it gets out, I can't get such 200,000 in the author's circle in my life, ouch my heart...... It hurts!"

"What's the good of you making such a whole building of ghosts?Ah, you say, where did so many lonely ghosts come from in a good place, others raise dogs and tear down their homes, and I raise money to dig graves? Or are there any antiques buried under the graves...... Your antique money girlfriend?"

The copper coin vibrated slightly regularly, as if agreeing with Liancheng's point of view.

Hiss......

"Copper coins still have mothers?"

Uncle Copper Coin was not happy, and he was going to hit Liancheng's crotch again. Fortunately, Liancheng reacted quickly and foiled its plot again.

"It doesn't seem to be looking for a lover from a past life. You mean there's something hidden in that unfinished building?"

Again, the copper coin agreed.

"Hiding things has nothing to do with me. Lian Cheng laughed angrily and said: "Last time the ghost didn't eat me, I was a fortune teller, and I have nothing to do with a living person to go to the ghost building to find excitement?

The copper coin struggled to escape from Liancheng's clutches and jumped onto the table. It used to be difficult to roll, but apparently after eating another 200,000, the movements became much more dexterous.

It jumps onto the paper and starts spinning in circles on it.

Liancheng didn't understand it at first, but after a few seconds, he realized that the copper coin seemed to be writing!?

"Xuanqi is immortal, it is like a valley, it is quiet at the root, and it is said to be quiet, and it is said to be quiet......

He recognized the first sentence, it was an antique pamphlet that Shi Erbai had shown him, but the details were obviously different from his memory, and many details were completely different or even completely tampered with.

Liancheng frowned, reading the text while waiting for the copper coin to stop.