"Brother, don't you know how miserable those scholars are, tsk......t" Hao Fat patted his thighs, his small eyes narrowed into a slit, and the sarcasm on Le's face was about to be squeezed out.

"So, what the hell is going on?" Ji Xiu looked at the goods in front of him speechlessly, and began to laugh as soon as he entered the door.

"Uh, didn't I say that?" Hao Fat Man was stunned for a moment, and then after reacting, the old man couldn't hold back a little on his face, and coughed lightly: "Well, that's the case, as soon as your painting skin came out, it really caused the dissatisfaction of those sour people, and they immediately shouted that this was your conspiracy." ”

[To tell the truth, I've been chasing more with reading books recently, switching sources, and reading aloud with more timbre,.. Both Android and Apple are available. 】

"Not only that, but they also gathered a group of people to find you trouble, you know, there are many four-grade masters among them!"

"However, before they can make a move, there will be a martial artist, a three-grade martial artist, tsk, brother, you don't know that scene, the martial artist is invincible in the same realm, it is not called in vain."

"A spear that was more than ten meters long in Haoran Zhengqi was blown away by a punch from a third-grade martial artist!

One of the disciples of the White Horse Academy named Ma Peng, well, I heard what kind of genius he is, but he was suppressed with three fists and two feet. ”

"Now your neighborhood is basically a forbidden area, and anyone with bad intentions will not want to set foot in half a step."

Listening to the fat man's chatter, Ji Xiu nodded and listened quietly.

"Brother, I believe that with such a fuss, these Confucian students will not dare to mess around again." After Hao Fatzi finished speaking, he said solemnly: "As long as they don't come to make trouble head-on, we won't be afraid of him if they come to the soft knife." ”

Ji Xiu didn't speak, noncommittal.

Now that he has been completely recognized by those high-grade martial artists, well, at least they won't watch their accidents happen.

Therefore, no matter who comes, at least the last time it will not happen again.

Although the martial artists seem to be scattered and not as formal as Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, this does not mean that the martial artists are not lucky.

The rise of martial arts luck is also good for them.

However, at this time, Ji Xiu has already seen all of this, and it is naturally good to have the support of the entire martial arts group, and he is not sorry without him.

The last time there was an incident with a bald donkey, he already understood that others were unreliable after all.

For himself, the years that followed were so long, and even this Dayang Dynasty was just a passerby to him.

After all, the road ahead will be walked by yourself.

Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years later, will anyone still remember themselves? Even if there were, would anyone believe that they had survived that long and protected themselves?

Immortality is destined to be a lonely road.

"What I can do is live up to the years, well, at least in the years before I came out of the world, not afraid of any challenges." Suppressing these from the bottom of his heart, Ji Xiu raised his hand to interrupt Hao Fatzi's words, and said, "Have the gods and the Red Mansion been promoted outside of Kyoto?" ”

"Don't worry, brother, this time has been shipped to the prefectures of Dayang." Hao Fatzi said with a smile and said, "At the beginning of the month, it will be on the shelves nationwide!" As he spoke, Fat Hao suddenly thought of something, took out a 'flying money' from his sleeve pocket, handed it to Ji Xiu, and said:

"Brother, see what this is?"

Ji Xiu's eyes flashed, revealing a smile, and said:

"If you don't take this out, I'll forget it. How many? ”

Hao Fatzi smiled, handed the flying money to Ji Xiu, and said:

"The Red Staircase has produced two volumes so far, and has sold more than 54,000 copies so far.

I roughly calculated, each volume is eight guan, that is, 438,000 guan, after deducting individual income tax, and the handling fee of the bank, there are 429,000 guan in this 'flying money'. ”

"Well, that's roughly the number, you can go to the bank to check the accounts in the future, apply at the beginning of the month, and you can get the account at the end of the second month. Of course, this month is over soon, and there will be another money coming in next month. ”

"I suggest you wait until the beginning of the month to check the accounts."

Is it 429,000? Ji Xiu nodded, and then thought that his current lifespan was 8 years.

It took 10 years to buy Guo Jing before, which means that his total life expectancy during this time is 18 years, of course, this is still a fraction of a card.

Hao Fatzi said that he sold more than 54,750 copies, and 1 reader is counted as 0.1 days, 54,000, well, it is almost 5475 days, that is, 15 years, less than 3 years.

“…… Come to think of it, the three years that are missing should be counted on the heads of pirated readers. Regarding the issue of piracy, Ji Xiu did not ask, this was his tacit understanding with the four major bookstores.

There is no need to say some words.

The Red Mansion is divided into 28 points, and the 420,000 yuan in these two months is also the profit after the sharing, and there will be more in the 91 points after the god.

As for piracy, Ji Xiu no longer cares about pirated readers after knowing that pirated readers are also counted as head lifespans, money, a monthly income of hundreds of thousands, two or three million, just enough to live, there is no need for so much.

“…… Then thank you brother. Ji Xiu smiled and dusted off the money.

"Harm, brother, where did you say?" Hao Fatzi waved his hand to show that he didn't care, and then took a sip of water and said, "By the way, brother, I opened this flying money, and you will go and transfer a household with me when you are free." ”

"Otherwise, if my brother is not there one day, you won't be able to withdraw the money from this flying money account, hum........."

"Whew." Ji Xiu, who drank water, was directly made to cry and laugh by the humor of this fat man, this fat man Hao is really ridiculous.

Shaking his head, Ji Xiu looked up and found that Hao Fatzi's sideburns already had gray hair, and Ji Xiu was silent.

Hao Fatzi has always behaved indecently, and now he has found out that this product is already a fifty-year-old person.

Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and martial arts, as far as he knows, cultivating to a level is only the upper limit of a thousand years of life.

If you want more longevity, you can only go to the next level and reach the super-grade saints, Buddhas, Taoist and martial gods, well, and maybe the ancestral realm of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism.

Like what Wenzu, Buddha, Daozu and other realms.

Everyone under the first product has a knife of time hanging above their heads, and no one can carry this knife.

After another greeting, Hao Fatzi left.

Ji Xiu fell into deep thought, although Hao Fatzi's words today were mostly jokes, they also gave him a lot of inspiration.

"My aunt and uncle will all grow old, and I will gradually reveal my differences from others as Shouyuan grows."

"What should I do then?" Ji Xiu sat at the table, his fingers pinching the beam of light shining through the window.

"One, I am independent of Dayang as an immortal, silently writing books and silently immortal......" Thinking, Ji Xiu shook his head and denied this idea, "At that time, there must have been too many troubles..."

"Even if I have a powerful book spirit and no one can pose a threat to me, as time goes on, I myself will become stronger and stronger, and I am not afraid of all enemies in the world......"

"But at that time, I will inevitably face the ties of descendants and descendants, children and grandchildren." Ji Xiu thought of himself and Ling Chen's descendants, his cousin and his younger sister's descendants.

"And with all the means I laid out, even if there are descendants, they will not live too hard, there is no need for me to be an ancestor, like an old hen protecting the chickens, always guarding the ......"

"Second, I am an ordinary person, after experiencing normal birth, old age, sickness and death, and then feigning my death, sitting behind the scenes and sitting outside the world, overlooking the long river of time......"

"As for writing a book, it's also simple, disguise an identity, or make a stand-in in too illusory realm, accept it as a disciple in advance, and then I will replace it......"

Thinking about it, Ji Xiu had an idea in his heart, well, he chose the second way.

The direction of the future is set!

“……”