As the saying goes, a penny is hard for a hero.

Now, the five people of Ziwei Mansion pieced together and found that there were only 20,000 high-grade spirit stones in total, and there was still a difference of 16,000 in compensation.

In the end, Xie Buhui, who felt that he had never been so ashamed, wrote down the IOU with trembling hands, and glared at his four disciples fiercely.

Jiang Xingmeng looked at the nose and nose and looked at the heart, did not dare to speak, and did not dare to raise his head.

It had been an hour since I returned to Ziwei Mansion, the night was dark, the stars were dotted, and Jiang Xingmeng began to think heavily about the plan to repay the money.

First, open source; Second, it is necessary to throttle.

Suddenly, she didn't know what she thought, her eyes lit up, she took out the communication card, rummaged through it, and found Qin Yinyue, who had just added a friend: [Fellow, the sixteen thousand high-grade spirit stones, I know how to return them! 】

Qin Yinyue didn't have anything to do there, and immediately replied: [Explain in detail. 】

Jiang Xingmeng pondered for a moment, then showed a smile and confidently sent a message: [Xiuzhen Realm Edition Draft 101 understand? 】

Qin Yinyue: [......? 】

Over there in Mingyue Tower, Qin Yinyue went from "Is the fellow a brain watt" at the beginning, to "the fellow is really a fucking talent", but it only took a few moments.

With trembling hands, he dialed a video call to Jiang Xingmeng.

Jiang Xingmeng connected, and then looked at Qin Yinyue with burning eyes: "Fellow, you also think this idea is good, right?" ”

Qin Yinyue, as the top brand, has his own big room, and he is pacing back and forth at the moment, obviously very excited: "Not bad, not bad...... The draft set was carried out, from selling peripherals, to picking favorite players, to spending money to pitch ......"

Qin Yinyue has been in the entertainment industry for so many years in her last life, and she is simply easy to use this set, and immediately talked to Jiang Xingmeng about the business opportunities.

It's just that......

Qin Yinyue said with some regret: "...... It's a pity that there is no hot search here, and the most important way of publicity is missing. ”

There is a lot of information on the public mourning platform, and the draft is mixed in it, so I'm afraid it won't be able to make any waves.

Jiang Xingmeng showed a smile: "To be honest, I am working on a hot search mechanism with the developers of Lingtai, and I think it won't be long before the hot search will be available." ”

After a pause, she said: "My suggestion is that the two of us will do the draft together, I will be responsible for the publicity, you will be responsible for the rest, and you will make seven or three of the money you earn, how about it?" ”

Qin Yinyue did not hesitate: "No problem!" ”

Then he looked at Jiang Xingmeng and said with a smile: "The 16,000 high-grade spirit stones that I owe will be given to you for free, and I will spend money to buy your inspiration." ”

Jiang Xingmeng refused movingly: "One yard is one yard, these two things can't be confused." Besides, I want to teach them a lesson......"

Qin Yinyue looked at Jiang Xingmeng silently, and said in her heart, shouldn't the most important lesson be you, a minor who walks in the flower building?

Jiang Xingmeng understood Qin Yinyue's silence and was a little annoyed: "What kind of eyes are you?" I don't like it, take it back for me! ”

Qin Yinyue: "......"

endure it, you have to rely on her hot search!

The two talked about planning for a long time, but their cultivation was not high in the end, and they needed sleep, so they planned to hang up the call.

Before parting, Qin Yinyue said with emotion: "Your brain is really lively, in such a short period of time, you can think of making money through the draft." ”

Jiang Xingmeng smiled: "Before I made money through the draft, it was the draft that made my money." You know what Feng Shui turns are. ”

Qin Yinyue: "......"

Qin Yinyue: "............"

He remembered that he was also from the draft, and he was afraid that this aunt would be angry with him, so he couldn't help laughing dryly: "It's really a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple!" ”

Jiang Xingmeng understood what he meant, waved his hand, and said casually: "Don't worry, I didn't do your draft, I was only in the second year of junior high school the year you debuted, you are too old." Well, sleep, goodbye. ”

Then the screen goes black.

Qin Yinyue looked at the black screen of the communication card, reflecting his cracked face: "......"

Depend on! Make it clear! What do you mean by "you're too old"???

He was a little aggrieved, but after calculating the time, he found that this fellow was only twenty-two years old when he was implicated by himself, so he sighed and deleted the words questioning Jiang Xingmeng.

That's it, meeting is fate.

Be old and old.

……

It's Chinese New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, Luo Shuanghan and Nan Zhixiang began to arrange the Qingjing Courtyard, and they were busy pasting couplets and hanging lanterns.

Yu Qingge was busy dealing with vegetables and meat, although he seemed to have a cold personality, he actually made a good dish, although he hadn't touched the stove for many years, but with a little practice, he quickly regained his senses.

Jiang Xingmeng also got up early in the morning, but when she looked east and west, she found that there was no place to need her, so she had to sit in the quiet courtyard and talk to Xie Buhui.

The weather is a little cold, but it is rare that there is no snow today, but it is a sunny day, Xie Buhui made tea with snow water, and stuffed Jiang Xingmeng with a soup woman.

The four seasons in the cultivation realm are distinct, but many sects like to maintain a climate like spring all year round, and I am afraid that Ziwei Mansion is one of the few sects that maintains the original climate.

Jiang Xingmeng hugged the hand warmer tightly and said to Xie Buhui: "This is the first time I have spent the New Year in the cultivation realm, but it looks no different from the mortal realm. ”

Xie Buhui glanced at her lightly, and then said with a smile: "Every New Year of your future will be spent in the cultivation realm." ”

Jiang Xingmeng's eyes were slightly empty, and then he sighed: "If it's ......"

If the royal brother is also there, how good would it be?

In the past, the queen mother was busy with political affairs every day, and her father was obsessed with immortality every day, and she was almost brought up by the royal brother.

The emperor's brother is eight years older than her, and the eldest brother is like a father, nothing more.

At the palace banquet on the Chinese New Year's Eve night, the royal brother was afraid that she would hurt her stomach after eating cold dishes, so he always secretly opened a small stove for her......

At noon, the royal brother will also give her a lot of New Year's money.

Jiang Xingmeng's small character "sleep", Jiang Ci would always stuff her with a big red envelope while touching her head with a smile: "The new year old, sleep to be safe and happy." ”

Jiang Xing dreamed about it, some wanted to laugh, and some wanted to cry.

Xie Buhui was keenly aware of Jiang Xingmeng's sadness, and wanted to ask a few words, but he was afraid of mentioning Jiang Xingmeng's sadness.

The little apprentice's country is ruined, and now he is alone, and he is still so young......

Xie Buhui was a little distressed, but he was used to being wanton and chic on weekdays, and he was not a person who was good at expressing his true emotions.

Therefore, he could only touch Jiang Xingmeng's head a little jerky, racked his brains, and came up with a dry, but heartfelt blessing.

"A new year old, little dreams want peace and joy."

Jiang Xingmeng was stunned, then looked up at him, his eyes were red, and he was about to cry almost the next moment.

It took a long time for her to laugh from the bottom of her heart and nod vigorously: "Hmm! ”