The fame of Good Things Zhai spread quickly, from rising overnight to becoming known to everyone, and it only took a few months. The shop is more than one day a day, from the original three or two in the big city, to now, as long as there is an inn, there will be a good thing.

Originally, some merchants who bought and sold books often added one or two spy reports from unknown sources, all of which were things that were not worried about selling, whether they were true or not, they could make some extra money, but now that they have been robbed of their business by Good Things, no one is willing to spend effort to do this.

It's really a good thing, Zhai is too big, at least one spy report a day, big and small. I'm not afraid of people to verify, in a few months, thousands of anecdotes, big and small, have not said a single fake. The living spirit world is too big, and the martial artists who can travel all over a continent are rare, how many people can know how many things elsewhere? But Good Things Zhai just has this ability, what happened yesterday in Xuanzhou, hundreds of millions of miles away, today, the good things in Tianzhou have been reported, and no one is not curious about how Good Things Zhai did it.

Ordinary people like to talk about parents, gossip, and strange things. Warriors are also human beings, so there is nothing that they are not curious about, but they just want to know something different.

Whose sect has a new fairy to the fore, there is no Taoist couple, whose ancestor of the sect is cultivating for diligence, whose sect is fighting with the rival again, which lucky person has won what treasure, the realm is a thousand miles a day, which Tianjiao has won the favor of divine weapons, and the combat power has increased greatly...... are all interesting things that can be talked about, and the spy reports that come out of the good things are well written, and they can always be written vividly and interestingly, which is often more enjoyable than watching some martial arts legends.

Everyone has their own hobbies, and the business of good things is not small, and an interesting thing starts, often followed by a few days of follow-up. As long as you're interested in something, you're definitely not going to ask for just a spy payment. Anyway, the price is not too high, and who can't afford to pay for a penny?

Few people would have thought that selling gossip could make such a big industry. The tree is a big move, and the espionage business of Good Things Zhai is booming, and it is difficult not to be blushing. There are many people who want to intervene in this business, but no one has the ability. Since you can't do it yourself, you don't want to look good at others.

The spy report is all true, fast and timely, judging from the spy report, it is impeccable, and there is really no way to pick a thorn. As a result, many sects that do related business have cheekily started to do other things.

Espionage is day by day, a shop is at least 2,000 yuan a day, not counting the premium, it is two stone dollars. There is one family every hundred and ten miles, and in a big city with many warriors, there is one on one street. Do the math, how much money do you have to have in a day?

If you do a good thing, you can sell the news, and you can get tens of millions of stone dollars in one day!

Can you make so much money and still sell it so expensive? The heart is too dark! And no matter how much it costs you, in short, the money is earned for you. Everyone has the right to know about the affairs of the living world, you are just integrating, you shouldn't be so expensive, you have to reduce the price!

It seems to have been discussed, and no matter where the good things are, some people have begun to denounce them. But Good Things didn't seem to care, and let them go. As long as you don't do anything and make a few noises, you should not hear it, do business as it is, and make money.

It's just that some people are angry, and it doesn't work to quarrel, so they can only fight, anyway, most of the people in the good thing are just small warriors in the flesh realm, and they can't help fighting at all.

So the business of good things was messed up for a few days.

But just when the people with bad intentions were proud and ready to directly dismantle the good deeds, dozens of terrifying powers with high realms appeared in places where there was trouble at the same time, and they acted vigorously and resolutely, and directly abolished those people.

The news that the great treasurer of the good thing is the power of the end spreads far and wide.

It is very deterrent, and people who have no confidence will no longer dare to make trouble. No one who has confidence wants to be an enemy of such an endless power. But there is still a way to eat this piece of fat.

So, those who have a sufficient background in the sect began to buy spy reports directly and pirated them, half the price cheaper, and blatantly robbed business.

really made a lot of money, but when he was thinking about expanding the industry, the early bird was approached by the big guys. I didn't do anything about people for a long time, just one sentence: Don't do this matter again, if this emperor comes to you next time because of this matter, then your cultivation will really end here!

Such an interesting thing, how could a good thing be let go, a spy report was added on the same day, the title is very conspicuous, the ancestor of a certain sect, because of the pirated good thing Zhai espionage, was sternly warned by Tiandao walking, and bluntly said that he would never dare again!

It's a bit of self-talk, but no one dares to believe it. The first is that good things never tell lies, and the second is that the way of heaven is walking, not everyone can joke.

The money bag is bulging, which is a happy thing. But Yang Tianchen was happy for two days, and because of the new spy report of Good Things Zhai, he couldn't be happy anymore.

Yang Tianchen is the Holy Son of the Demon Dao?

Xiling Xuanzhou, Tiger's Eye City.

The young Yang Tianchen clashed with others, and at the moment of crisis, seven demon cultivators appeared to rescue him, and the water realm demon cultivators took Yang Tianchen to escape. Hu Yi, the city lord of the Dividing Water Realm, killed four Dao Seeking Realm demon cultivators on the spot, captured one of the Returning Void Demon Cultivators, and under the soul search, the demon cultivators died violently on the spot, vaguely knowing that Yang Tianchen may be the Holy Son of the Demon Dao!

Sprinkled with thousands of words, the consistent style of good deeds, wonderful writing, and the cause and effect are described in great detail. The scene action is like a very well-written, and when you look at it as a story, this Heling money is not a loss.

Originally, because of the previous spy report that exposed the conspiracy of the demon spirit in one fell swoop, I thought that I might be able to try to walk the rivers and lakes with my real name. As a result, such a copy came, with diametrically opposite identities.

On the way to the Great Shift Formation with Nong Dabao, there were waves of voices talking about "Yang Tianchen" in my ears. Some people are still suspicious, and some people just scold. What's more, the storyteller in the inn teahouse is spitting and denouncing the outcasts of heaven.

"If it weren't for the news of the good things that spread quickly, I really thought that this Yang Tianchen was a good thing!"

"Didn't you still say yesterday that Yang Tianchen was a martial artist who sculpted demons and guarded the Dao, why did it change today?"

"Demon cultivation and demon cultivation, there are many means, and they deceive people's hearts! I don't know what this Yang Tianchen is like, so I just said so much nonsense to praise him a few days ago......

“......”

Nong Dabao listened to the storyteller's high-pitched talk, and couldn't help but look at Yang Tianchen with strange eyes.

"That's not you, is it?"

Yang Tianchen gave him a blank look.

"Is it okay to talk for a while?"

"And the demon cultivator with the same name and surname as you? This hero really wants to go to the meeting, what kind of person is it, so he can't name it!" Nong Dabao smiled curiously.

Yang Tianchen smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's really good to have the same name and surname!"

"It's a big man, alas! Demon Dao Holy Son! When I heard it, he was the kind of person with a bright future and a large number of subordinates!" Nong Dabao turned his head, looked at the storyteller again, and commented with interest.

"Alas~ This good thing is not good to only write real things, it is obvious that someone deliberately faked it!" Yang Tianchen complained.

"Fake?" Nong Dabao was stunned when he heard this.

"This matter is not fake, but people are fake!" Yang Tianchen said.

"How do you know?"

"Because your master and I are smart!" Yang Tianchen smiled bitterly, "Okay, it's a big deal, it's better to use a fake name, it doesn't matter! ”

"Listen to it for a while, this old man is right, it's interesting!"

“......”

Xuanzhou Leiming Temple

Buddhism is a well-known temple, and Leifa is a well-known sect.

The man in the green robe is tall and elegant, and he climbs the ladder.

The weather was clear, and there were many pilgrims along the way, and from the moment they stepped up the steps, they looked religious.

Cen Jin didn't walk fast, learning the appearance of pilgrims along the way, and his face was also very pious. At first glance, he is a scholar who sincerely worships Buddha.

looks really handsome, and his temperament is also close, many women look back at him, Cen Jin also smiled politely and nodded, the girls who provoked him were shy, and couldn't help but speed up a few steps, not daring to look again, but couldn't help but look again.

There are also rich women who ask for marriage, with good looks and confidence, and come forward to talk with a red face. Cen Jin held a folding fan in his hand and responded politely, not much to say, mostly women asked, but there was no follow-up when he always said that he already had a wife.

Standing in front of the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Cen Jin stopped for a long time, looked at those believers who knelt three times and bowed nine times, and shook his head. I only feel that the person who knelt and climbed three laps under the golden Buddha statue was ridiculous.

A bald little monk couldn't help but feel strange when he saw that he didn't only look at him, didn't light incense, just looked at other pilgrims and laughed, and stepped forward and asked.

"Is the donor worried?"

Cen Jin looked at the little monk, smiled, and nodded, "There are too many worries, too big, I can't sleep all day." ”

When the little novice heard this, he clasped his hands together and said with a clear face.

"Amitabha, all the troubles in the world arise from the heart, and the donor ......"

But before the little monk's master taught him to finish speaking, Cen Jin spoke directly.

"Little master, the woman in the red dress is really beautiful, why just fantasize?"

The little monk was stunned for a moment, and looked at the green-robed man strangely, "What do you mean by this?"

"Hehe, you've stolen a few glances at people. Cen Jin smiled and said, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, fair lady, what a gentleman is! Look at her, she is beautiful, has a good figure, has a straight chest, and a big buttocks, she will definitely be able to give birth! You can see that she is a rich girl, but she is just a mundane, the little master is about to become nirvana, and it is enough for her." ”

When the little monk heard this, he immediately made a big red face, and hurriedly skimmed his side, afraid that others would hear it.

"Don't talk nonsense, the little monk is a disciple of Buddhism, how can he be stained with the precepts!" The little monk was a little annoyed.

"Alas~ This is a bad statement, there is a Buddha in the heart, that is the disciple of Buddhism! You see these sincere believers who worship the Buddha, is it possible that you look down on them, little master? Do you think they can't be protected by the Buddha?"

The little monk hurriedly denied it and hurriedly waved his hand.

If the woman is the only daughter in the family, the little master can still inherit the huge family business, and there is no need to eat the white porridge and steamed buns in the temple, how good is the taste of fish and meat? I not only believe in Buddhism, but also enjoy the happiness of the world. If you have more money, you can also practice smoothly and attain immortality, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

Cen Jin said, looking at the little monk. The latter just listened stunned, slightly distracted, and hurriedly shook his head.

"Don't make fun of the little monk. ”

"Hehe, casually mention, the little master Buddha has a firm heart, where can I be a layman who can joke. It's just that the little master's talent is not low, but he wears a tattered green robe in this temple, thinking of himself, he has a feeling, and he changes his path, maybe he can not only follow his heart, but also make a great difference!"

Cen Jin's face showed a trace of melancholy, and the little monk who looked at him suddenly felt that he was a young man who had suffered a lot and had ambitions that were difficult to reward. I can't help but think of myself, sympathy, it is true.

I just wanted to comfort him a few words, but I saw his eyes light up.

"Did the little master talk to that woman?"

When the little monk heard this, he was about to turn his head to look at the woman, but he remembered Cen Jin's words and stopped. Looking at him, he nodded.

The female benefactor asked for a signature and spoke. ”

"Hehe, no wonder. Cen Jin said with a smile: "It seems that not only the little master is also hearty, but also the girl is interested! It's a pity that this Buddhist precept has ruined a relationship." ”

The little monk didn't know why, so he couldn't help but look back, but saw that the woman was really looking at him.

Seeing this, the woman hurriedly lowered her head with a red face, not daring to look at it again, and the little monk suddenly blushed, not daring to look at Cen Jin who was smiling.

A stone coin was handed in front of him, and the little monk raised his head with a puzzled face.

"I won't burn incense, the little master will help me put on a few more sticks of incense. Cen Jin smiled and said, "My troubles can't be solved by the little master, can I go and see your abbot?"

When the little monk heard this, he was first happy, a stone is a lot of money, and how much gold and silver do ordinary pilgrims have to donate to be compared? It is his own merit to hand it over to him, and there is also light in the master's hand, so he can't say that there will be more opportunities to go down the mountain in the future.

Hearing the words of the green-robed man, he was a little embarrassed.

"Donor, the abbot has been meditating on the Dharma for many days, and he has not been doing meditation for pilgrims for a long time. ”

"It's okay, little master, you just go and report it, and say that Dao Zong Cen wants to ask the abbot to solve his doubts, and if he succeeds, he will donate a sum of incense money. After Cen Jin finished speaking, he added, "No less than a hundred stone spirit money!"

"Hundred stones!?" The little monk was shocked when he heard this, what a wealthy pilgrim!

"Then the donor waits, the little monk went to ask the abbot. The little monk said.

"Youlao!" Cen Jin said with a smile.

The little monk folded his hands and bowed eleven times, turned to leave, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at the woman as he left. As if to have a good discussion, the latter looked at him equally shyly.

Lang is a concubine and beautiful in his heart. It seems that there are a lot of good things today, and the little monk is happy in his heart, walking with the wind, thinking that it should be the care of the Buddha.

After the little monk left, Cen Jin looked at the woman, smiled slightly, and stepped forward.

......

After a while, the little monk scratched his head and walked back.

He couldn't figure out why the abbot didn't agree when he heard him say that there were pilgrims willing to donate 100 stone spirit money and asked the abbot to solve his doubts. But after saying the latter, the abbot agreed. I haven't heard of any Taoist sect names!

After thinking about it, there are still fewer people going down the mountain, and all the things I know are Buddhist scriptures, and I don't know what is going on down the mountain. But after today, he will definitely be able to go down the mountain from time to time to see the world of flowers and flowers under the mountain.

Stepping into the high threshold of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the smile on the little monk's face suddenly froze.

I saw that the woman who was still flirting with him before, but at this moment she was shyly holding the hand of the green-robed man, and the corners of their mouths were smiling, their eyes were facing each other, and there was love in their eyes that could not be hidden.

From time to time, the little monk felt a heartache for no reason, he had never had this kind of experience in his two decades, looking at the two of them, there was a nameless anger in his heart.

The little monk realized that he had reached the precept of anger, gritted his teeth, immediately closed his eyes, and silently recited the Heart Sutra, but after several times, it was useless, and he was still annoyed.

Although Cen Jin turned his back to the little monk, he felt something, and naturally knew that he just didn't turn back, and the smile on his face was even stronger.

The little monk put down his hand and stepped forward with red eyes. Looking at Cen Jin, there was even a moment when he wanted to kill the pair of dog men and women directly with a thunderous blow.

"Donor, the abbot is invited!" the little monk said, holding back his anger.

Cen Jin pretended to be surprised, turned around to look at the little monk, and saw the latter's gritted teeth, and suddenly felt interesting. Pulling the woman to the latter, he said with a smile, "Girl, look, this young master who is about to return to the vulgar is the most suitable person for you, and your two hands are together, a pair made in heaven." ”

The woman glanced at the little monk, her pretty face was flushed, and her eyebrows were lowered.

When the little monk heard this, he was confused at first, and then he saw Cen Jin winking at him, and he immediately understood. The beauty is here, she has misunderstood others, but this is the case, the mood that should be happy is immediately chaotic, and she loses her mind for a while. One by one, the Buddhist scriptures, one by one, the truth of benevolence, have come to mind. The little monk was at war, constantly thinking about his anger at that time, and the killing intent at that moment, and the guilt of blaspheming the Buddha was difficult to hide.

"Little master?" Cen Jin shouted with concern.

"Huh!?" the little monk was startled, looked at him, and promised that the latter and the woman would both look at him with concerned eyes, and suddenly felt ashamed, avoided his gaze, and said, "Donor, the abbot is invited." ”

Cen Jin nodded, turned his head to look at the woman, and said, "The girl might as well wait here for a while, I won't delay the little master for long." ”

The woman was shy for a while, secretly glanced at the little monk, and did not speak.

The little monk took Cen Jin, walked out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, turned around, and walked to the depths of the Leiming Temple, but there were no pilgrims, and there were few monks wearing robes.

"Did the little master misunderstand just now?" Cen Jin suddenly spoke.

The little monk was startled, looked at him, and was stunned for a while before shaking his head and denying it.

"Hehe, it's not very generous, the precepts of Buddhism, you have done it all over again in this moment!" Cen Jin sneered, "You want to kill me, and you said that you didn't misunderstand." ”

"Shi, donor, the little monk didn't ...... wrong"

"Okay, okay! Misunderstanding is misunderstanding, murderous intent is the real man, the Buddha made you believe in Buddhism, did you not let you not be a man!" Cen Jin said, "But, the little master is like this, I'm afraid he won't be a disciple of Buddhism!"

"The little monk is a disciple of Buddhism!" the little monk said with red eyes.

"What? Do you really have to commit the killing precept? Or does it matter if you have this idea? Then I'll have to ask when I talk to the abbot later." ”

"Don't!" When the little monk heard this, he was horrified, and hurriedly said, "Donor, it is the little monk who has misunderstood, and please don't tell the abbot." ”

"That's simple! I definitely want to say it, but the little master is a martial artist, and now there is no one, and no one will know if I am slapped to death with one palm!"

"This ......" The little monk looked at Cen Jin, showing a hint of hesitation.

"Hahahaha!" Cen Jin laughed when he saw this, "Interesting, Buddhist disciple? Hahahaha, the Buddha taught it well! Everyone can become a demon!"

Cen Jin flicked his fingers and threw a book to the little monk.

"This is a good thing, study hard, you can become a great tool! I know where the abbot is, go back to find that little girl, you can't stay in the Thundering Temple, your abbot's cultivation is very high, your little change in mood can be seen at a glance, it's good to say now, it's ugly to be expelled from the temple at that time, and the girl's family won't want a son-in-law who has been expelled from the mountain gate, it's not good to be empty-handed!"

After that, Cen Jin's figure disappeared suddenly, leaving the little monk holding the book and stunned in place.