The Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/.

"If you hate me, try to make money and use money to buy my life. The same is true for your father's debt. Little devil, in this country, nothing can be bought by money..."

Da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da.

Lian Cheng finished typing the last character and stretched comfortably.

The computer desk was filled with wreckage after staying up late fighting, and the bottles of coffee from a certain cow, a certain bird and a certain bird brand were scattered, and the cigarette butts were piled with ashtrays. The keyboard was reluctant, but it was poured into its stomach with grey seeds sprayed from countless cigarettes.

The square electronic alarm clock on the left side of the computer screen shows "am5:30", which is 5:30 in the morning. The night owl has not yet gone to bed, and the early ones have just woken up.

He stayed up late and drove out the last five and six days of updates, and then set up timely updates one after another. He then read the written manuscripts carefully in the author's backstage, confirming that there was no problem with the plot logic and character creation, and then hesitated to close the uploaded webpage.

Intuition told him that there must be something that is not well written enough.

Liancheng has long been used to this feeling. Every time he updates, he feels guilty that he has not carefully edited the manuscript. This is a common problem for the author. Just like a chef treats food carefully, people will always be picky about their creations and strive for perfection when creating.

There were a total of 200,000 in the box beside the bed.

He vomited blood and tried hard to write for a year but couldn't make so much money. When he opened the box, the red color was a little shaking, which made him feel quite unreal, as if he was crazy about writing and dreaming.

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

Dongdongdongdongdong-

"Young man, I am the landlord and aunt. I haven't found you in the past two days. You should pay the rent for the second half of the year recently!" The devil outside the door said something no one could understand.

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

It might be strange if Jin Xiaonu Liancheng rented a house. He could afford even a car worth 50,000 or 60,000 yuan, and his clothes were dressed like a half-successful person. At least he could afford the down payment.

Although the housing prices in Zhaoping City are very expensive, it is cheap outside the Third Ring Road, and the environment is better and healthier. No matter what, renting a house is really not in line with the situation of Liancheng.

He actually rented a three-story building, totaling more than 900 square meters. At that time, he didn't know whether it was a brain or a writer's emotional outburst, but he firmly believed that this place would provide him with creative inspiration. But the landlord gritted his teeth and rented the whole building. Liancheng was well-off at the time, and signed the lease contract with a wave of his hand.

The third floor is where he usually lives. The second floor room was subleted, and the first floor planned to be renovated into a store to do some small business. The plan was like this, but it was not very smooth to implement it. Half a year passed, and only the room in 201 was rented to a family of three.

The rent for half a year is...

Ninety thousand whole!

Liancheng put on his clothes slowly. He felt that the amount of money would definitely not require an exclamation mark, but should be replaced with a period, and a "White" at the end should be added to modify his relaxed mentality at this time.

He hummed a small song: "I have money and I have money, what should I buy..."

I thought I would go to the real estate agency to register today, find a few more agencies, and rent out the second floor as soon as possible. After paying the rent, I would have enough money to be renovated on the first floor. Whether it is catering or other transactions, I would probably be able to make a return in two or three months.

Liancheng opened the door and saw the landlord’s slightly impatient face.

She stood at the door and sniffed: "Oh, Xiao Lian, I just rented this small building to you when I saw you as a reliable person. We signed a two-year contract. Even if you don't renew the lease, you will have to pay a penalty of half a year! This is too unpaid, right?"

"Now." Lian Cheng smiled confidently, made a gesture of waiting, then rushed to the bedroom in three or two steps, picked up the box and planned to pay the rent on the spot, which could be considered as a way to make up for the money.

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

To give a very inappropriate example, when I went out and called the small business card at a hotel, I called the person and found that there was something missing in my crotch.

Empty.

Lian Cheng's face suddenly turned green, even greener than Gu Xle in a certain web game advertisement. He took a deep breath and shook the box in disbelief. There was a banging sound of something rolling inside.

I.

Fuck you uncle.

"Xiao Lian, what are you busy with in the house?" the landlord and aunt shouted, stretching her neck.

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

The landlord and aunt have good eyesight, and she can tell what is valuable at a glance. After taking the thing, she looked up and down for a while, she said happily: "This thing is good, but how do you write Japanese on Italian goods?"

"That... the Axis powers are not separated! In the past, these two countries bullied people together. Do you think their relationship is bad?"

"This is reasonable. But the rent for the second half of the year-"

Liancheng was wise and said, "When you take the box back and play for two days, I feel like I'm tired of playing. I'll bring a new one to your house and visit it immediately, and then bring the contract with money, and it won't be yours either!"

It was considered as seeing off the landlord and aunt, closing the door, he slowly covered his chest, squatted down little by little, leaning against the wall, looking at the ceiling and thinking about life.

who I am

Where am I

What about my money

Suddenly, a puffy sound of water came from the toilet in the bathroom, and then a click, something fell from the edge of the toilet. A second later, the sound of something round rolling on the floor sounded.

Lian Cheng easily clamped a flat object that wanted to sneak attack his little brother with two fingers.

"If you have a neck, I really want to strangle you to death." His words seemed to squeeze out from the gaps in his teeth: "Two hundred thousand, I have become a charlatan. If it is spread, I can't get such two hundred thousand in the author circle in my life. Oh my heart... hurts!"

"What is the benefit of creating such a ghost in the whole building? You said, how can there be so many lonely ghosts come from a place? Others raise dogs to destroy the house. I raise money to dig the grave or is there some antique buried under the grave... Your antique money girlfriend"

The copper coins vibrated slightly regularly, as if they agreed with Lian Cheng's point of view.

hiss……

"There are also mothers"

Mr. Tongqian was unhappy and wanted to rush towards Liancheng's crotch. Fortunately, Liancheng reacted quickly and defeated its conspiracy again.

"It seems that it's not about looking for lovers in the past life. You mean there is something hidden in that unfinished building."

The copper coins agreed again.

"It has nothing to do with me to hide things." Lian Cheng smiled angrily and said, "I was lucky enough to tell the fortune if I didn't eat the ghost last time. I was a living person who went to the ghost building to find excitement and commit suicide. I almost forgot that you little beast just ate me 200,000 yuan, and your uncle spit out the money!"

The copper coins struggled to escape from Liancheng's claws and jumped to the table. It used to be difficult to roll, but obviously after eating another 200,000, the movements became much more agile.

It jumps onto the manuscript paper and starts to circle it.

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

"The mysterious female is not dead, it is endless, returning to the root is called quiet, and quiet is called returning to life..."

He recognized the first sentence. It was an antique booklet that Shi Erbai had shown him, but the details were obviously different from those in his memory. Many details were completely different and even completely tampered with.
Chapter completed!