A few days later, the sun shines through the morning mist of Youzhou City and sprinkles on the lively streets.

With anticipation, Xi Yu walked into the room where Su Yu worked.

When he saw the finished product of the first Youzhou Weekly, his eyes flashed with excitement.

His hands trembled slightly, as if he was holding a precious treasure.

"This newspaper is simply outstanding! Sun Zhaomeng, Su Yu, you have done a very good job! Xi Yu's voice was full of appreciation.

Sun Zhaomeng and Su Yu had modest smiles on their faces.

They said in unison: "The Prime Minister has won the prize." ”

There was a faint scent of ink in the room, and all kinds of maps and documents hung on the walls.

Sunlight shines through the windows, illuminating the neatly stacked newspapers on the table.

Xi Yu raised his head, looked at Sun Zhaomeng and Su Yu with a firm gaze, and said, "Now, we want this newspaper to spread throughout Youzhou City. The soldiers are ready, let them go and distribute the newspapers everywhere. ”

Sun Zhaomeng and Su Yu nodded in response: "Yes, Prime Minister!" ”

Subsequently, Xi Yu led the soldiers on the streets and alleys of Youzhou City.

Their steps are firm and powerful, as if they have an important mission on their shoulders.

In the lively bazaar, Xi Yu personally handed the newspapers to the people and said loudly: "This is our Youzhou Weekly, I hope everyone can like it!" ”

People gathered around, curiously flipping through the newspapers, with happy expressions on their faces.

Under the sun, the entire Youzhou City is full of vitality and vitality. This newspaper is like a ray of light, illuminating people's lives and bringing new hope to the city.

The morning sun shines on the bustling bazaar, people come and go, and noisy sounds fill every corner.

"Look, what is this?" A young man pointed to the newspaper in his hand in surprise.

"It's a new newspaper!" The man next to him replied.

"Wow, there's so much news on it, it's so much at stake!"

"yes, I never thought I could get information like this before."

"You say, this is the way the prime minister came up with, right?"

"It must be him, he's such a wise man!"

People began to talk about it, their faces filled with excitement and admiration.

At this time, an old man walked over, looked at the newspaper in his hand, and said with emotion: "The prime minister really cares about the people, and this kind of propaganda makes it more convenient for us to understand national affairs." ”

The people around nodded in agreement.

The noise in the bazaar is heard one after another, and people are immersed in the discussion of new things.

In a teahouse on the corner, several people sat around and talked about the appearance of newspapers.

"The Prime Minister is truly remarkable, and this innovative idea is bound to change our lives."

"yes, we'll be able to learn more about it in the newspaper in the future."

"I hope this good way of publicity can be continued."

The teahouse is filled with the faint aroma of tea, and people's conversations are full of anticipation for the future.

Ouyang Linlin was also reading the newspaper, and she said to Xiaohong: "I really didn't expect that there is such a way to deliver news in the world." ”

"It shows that the prime minister is really powerful."

Jia Xu's shop.

In the early morning, the sun shines through the windows of the cloth shop and shines on the shelves of colorful fabrics.

Jia Xu stood silently in the store, sighing secretly in his heart.

As a former strategist, he is now working as a partner in this small cloth shop, and his heart is naturally full of imbalance.

The faint smell of cotton fills the store, and customers come and go, picking out their favorite fabrics. Jia Xu stood behind the counter with a helpless face, but his thoughts had already drifted into the distance.

At this time, a customer came to the door and said menacingly: "Why did you give me a few feet of cloth in this store!" ”

When the boss heard this, he rushed over, and when he saw this scene, he angrily reprimanded Jia Xu: "Old Jia, how do you do things!" You can't do such a small thing! ”

Jia Xu did not say his real name, but called himself Jia San.

Jia Xu lowered his head and said softly: "Boss, I'm sorry, it was my negligence." ”

The boss glared at him.

"Don't have a next time, or you won't do it with me!"

With that, the boss turned around and went to appease the angry customer.

Jia Xu looked at them silently, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He secretly told himself that in order to survive, he could only slowly adapt to this new identity.

At this time, the street outside the store was bustling with people, and people were hurrying to their way.

But Jia Xu felt a little lonely and helpless in this lively atmosphere.

After several days, Jia Xu was busy in the cloth shop.

The sky outside was overcast and cloudy, and in a few moments the rain began to fall.

The people on the street hurriedly took refuge, and Jia Xu looked at the rain curtain outside the store, and couldn't help but feel a little bored.

At this moment, a figure walked into the cloth shop.

Jia Xu looked at it and saw that it was an old monk.

He was very surprised, because this old monk was the same person who received him when he went to the temple that day.

The light in the store was a little dim, and Jia Xu hurriedly greeted it, and said with a smile: "Master, why are you here?" It's raining heavily. ”

The old monk smiled slightly and replied, "Amitabha, the poor monk passed by here and saw that the rain was getting heavier, so he came here to take shelter from the rain. However, it is fate to meet the donor here. ”

Jia Xu invited the old monk to sit down on the side, handed over a cup of hot tea, and said: "That day, the master was enlightened in the temple, and the younger generation benefited a lot. I didn't expect to see the master here again today, what a coincidence. ”

At this time, the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, hitting the windows with a crackling sound.

The streets are becoming less crowded with pedestrians, and the whole world seems to be covered in rain.

The old monk took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Everything in the world has a cause. The fact that the donor can meet the poor monk here is also due to fate. ”

Jia Xu nodded thoughtfully and said, "What the master said is extremely true. The younger generation is now working as a buddy in this cloth shop, although there is still unwillingness in his heart, but he is also slowly adapting. ”

The old monk smiled and said, "Life is impermanent, don't be too persistent. It is a kind of wisdom for the donor to adapt to the times. ”

When Jia Xu heard this, his heart suddenly brightened.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops were pounding violently on the doors and windows, and a thin puddle had accumulated in the streets.

The old monk looked at the rain outside the window, frowned, and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to leave tonight, so the poor monk has to hurry up to find the inn." ”

Jia Xu thought for a while and said, "Master, this place is far away from the inn, and it is raining heavily outside at the moment, and the road is slippery, so it's better to squeeze with me tonight." My bed was extra big and spacious. ”

The old monk hesitated for a moment and said, "In this way, will it be too troublesome for the donor?" ”

Jia Xu hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile: "In the past, the master received the juniors, and the juniors can also receive the masters today." This is also a kind of fate, and the master does not have to refuse. ”

At this time, the lights in the store are exceptionally warm, which is in stark contrast to the bleak wind and rain outside.

Jia Xu looked at the old monk, his eyes full of sincerity.

The old monk smiled and nodded, and said, "Then thank you." ”

The rain was still pouring down outside, and it showed no signs of stopping.

The old monk soon fell asleep on Jia Xu's bed, his breathing was steady and his demeanor was peaceful.

Jia Xu looked at the old monk falling asleep, and couldn't help but feel a trace of peace in his heart.

He gently covered the old monk with a quilt, and then lay down on his own.

Jia Xu's bed was indeed very large, and he was lying on it, feeling a little empty.

However, his mood was relaxed.

Although the boss didn't like Jia Xu, he gave him a big bed.

Jia Xu closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.

In his sleep, he seemed to see his former glory moments, and those wisdom and strategies flashed in his mind.

In the second half of the night, the moonlight shines through the windows on the floor of the room, forming patches of dappled light and shadow.

The old monk got up gently, put on his robe, and walked cautiously to the latrine.

Jia Xu woke up in a daze and rubbed his eyes.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on the old monk's back.

By the light of the moon, he saw some scars, criss-crossed and particularly shocking.

Jia Xu was shocked, hurriedly sat up, and asked softly, "Master, what's the matter with the scar on your back?" ”

The old monk turned around, a faint smile appeared on his face, and said, "These scars are the marks left by the poor monk's hardships many years ago. ”

His voice was calm and gentle, as if the scars had become a part of his life.

Jia Xu couldn't help frowning and asked with concern, "Master, what have you experienced?" ”

The old monk slowly walked to the window, looked at the bright moon outside the window, pondered for a moment, and said: "Everything in the world has its cause. The experiences of poor monks are also part of life. ”

There was silence in the room, except for the moonlight shining silently on the floor.

The old monk turned around, looked at Jia Xu, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about the poor monk, these scars are a thing of the past." Nowadays, poor monks pay more attention to the practice of the present. ”

Jia Xu nodded silently, full of admiration for the old monk in his heart.

At this time, the breeze outside the window blows gently, bringing a touch of coolness.

Jia Xu frowned slightly, and thought to himself: "No, the injury on the old monk's back doesn't look like it was left many years ago, but it looks like it was newly added." Why did he hide the truth? ”

He was full of doubts and worries.

After a while, the old monk rolled over and fell asleep again.

Jia Xu was entangled in his heart: "Do you want to expose the old monk?" What is there to hide? Maybe I should look at it again......"

He lay quietly on the bed, his thoughts surging like a tide.

In the end, Jia Xu decided not to expose the old monk for the time being.

He thought to himself, "When the time comes, I'll find another suitable opportunity to ask him." Maybe there's something wrong with it, and I can't act rashly. ”

Jia Xu also gradually fell asleep.

After a while, a figure appeared outside the door, as if blending into the night.

The man cautiously approached the window, holding a slender tube in his hand.

Just then, the man broke the window paper and blew air inside.

A strange aroma instantly diffused, and Jia Xu and the old monk were stunned at the latest, and their bodies gradually weakened.

Seeing that they were unconscious, the man gently pushed open the door and stepped inside. She was dressed in a black nightcoat, her face hidden in the shadows, and only a cold glint in her eyes.

The candlelight in the room swayed gently in the breeze, as if adding a touch of mystery to the tense atmosphere.

This person is a witch.

Her eyes were filled with consternation.

"He's still alive......" The witch muttered to herself, looking at Jia Xu, with an unbelievable tone in her voice.

The witch stood in front of the old monk, her eyes glinting with a cunning light, and she was about to cast a spell against him.

At this moment, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes, and he quickly reached out and grabbed the witch's hand.

The corners of the old monk's mouth rose slightly, and he said calmly: "I am not afraid of your little tricks at all. I expected you to come. ”

The witch stared at the old monk viciously, and her voice was sharp and harsh: "You old thing, you are so cunning. ”

The two were at a stalemate, and neither of them would budge.

The old monk held the witch's hand tightly, and the strength gradually increased.

The old monk whispered: "If you don't want to escape, today is your end." His voice was calm and firm.

The witch struggled desperately, shouting, "Let go of me! You abominable old monk! ”

Her face was full of anger and unwillingness.

Suddenly, the witch's body began to tremble violently, and her face turned unusually pale.

Seeing this, the old monk laughed: "You demon, after all, you can't beat me." ”

Soon, the old monk easily cleaned up the witch.

The witch fell to the ground weakly, and she wondered in her heart, "Why hasn't Lei Tiangui gone back?" It's been a long time since I've sucked blood, and now I'm ...... a lot less powerful."

Her eyes were full of doubt and worry.

The old monk stomped the witch under his feet hard.

His eyes widened in anger and he shouted insults, "You're a stupid fool! It's ridiculous that you dare to come to me under such circumstances! ”

The witch fell to the ground, a trail of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

She stared at the old monk viciously and hissed: "I ended up in such a field today, and it has nothing to do with you, the old monk!" Even if I do a ghost, I will never let you go! ”

At this time, there was a thick smell of blood.

Eventually, the old monk lifted his foot and stomped the witch's chest, ending her life.

The old monk looked at the witch's corpse and said coldly, "You wicked demon, today is your death. ”

Then, he slowly returned to bed, closed his eyes, and went back to sleep.

Until the early morning of the next day, the first rays of sunlight poured in and illuminated the old monk's face.

After a while, Jia Xu woke up slowly. He slowly opened his eyes, his vision gradually clearer, but he was so frightened by the sight that he almost jumped out of bed.

There was a corpse lying on the ground, and a strong smell of blood filled the room.

Jia Xu's heart was beating violently, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He froze, looked at the corpse, and found that it was said to be a witch.

There was an inexplicable fear in my heart.

Jia Xu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He looked at the witch on the ground, his heart full of doubts and puzzles.

When the old monk saw Jia Xu's reaction, he felt a little strange.

He asked softly, "Jia Xu, do you know this witch?" ”

Jia Xu nodded hurriedly.

The old monk looked at Jia Xu, who was pale, and asked softly, "What is going on?" Why did you know this witch? ”

Jia Xu told the relevant situation.

The old monk frowned slightly, pondered for a moment and said, "This witch has always lived by sucking the blood of talented people in order to obtain their wisdom and energy. And it's a miracle that you were able to escape death from her hands. ”

When Jia Xu heard this, his heart couldn't help but tighten.

He looked down at the witch on the ground, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, it's not too early, I'm leaving, thank you so much."

Jia Xu looked anxious and asked, "Master, what should be done with this witch's corpse?" ”

The old monk was slightly stunned, and said slowly: "Leave it to me, I will handle it properly." ”

Jia Xu nodded, watching the old monk carry the witch's corpse, and couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart.

The old monk carried the corpse on his back and came to the front of the shop.

The shopkeeper happened to be standing at the door, he saw the old monk with the corpse, with a surprised look on his face, and hurriedly asked, "Master, what's going on?" Why did you come with a corpse on your back? ”

The old monk clasped his hands together and said softly: "This is a karma, the fate of this witch is twists and turns, and I need to find a suitable home for it." ”

The shopkeeper frowned and said with some concern, "Master, will this cause us trouble?" ”

The old monk smiled and said, "Don't worry, everything is determined." I believe this is also her fate. ”

After the old monk left, the shopkeeper looked at his distant back thoughtfully.

After a while, he turned his head to look at Jia Xu and asked suspiciously, "Old Jia, what the hell is going on?" How could this old monk and the corpse appear with you? ”

Jia Xu sighed and said slowly: "Alas, it's a long story. I had received favors from an old monk before, so he stayed in my room last night. As for how the witch got in, I really don't know. ”

The shopkeeper looked at Jia Xu with a serious face, and his tone was reproachful.

"Don't bring this kind of indiscriminate person over in the future, forget it this time, fortunately the old monk took the body away, otherwise I don't know what trouble it will cause!"

Jia Xu lowered his head and said helplessly: "I didn't expect such a thing to happen, boss, I will pay attention to it in the future." ”

The shopkeeper continued, "Also, there have been corpses in your room, and they are unclean. After a while, you must find a Taoist priest to clean it, so as not to attract anything unclean. ”

Jia Xu frowned and muttered in a low voice, "This ...... Is it necessary? ”

The shopkeeper glared at him and said, "Why is it not necessary?" It's about the peace of our shop! The money to find a Taoist priest will be deducted from your salary. ”

Jia Xu sighed helplessly:

The shopkeeper is really good at picking the door!

Admit it, deduct it from your own salary.

The shopkeeper immediately asked the Taoist priest, and he planned to say that the price would be higher later, so that he could take advantage of Jia Xu more. (End of chapter)