With some concern, Tang Ning went to visit A ​​Qi specifically.

Ah Qi was actually shedding his skin, and the snake's head had already rushed out of the old skin. At first glance, he looked a little cute, but he just thought about it again... he couldn't look directly at it.

Seeing Tang Ning, Aqi was very happy and hissed: "Brother Tang, thank you this time!"

Tang Ning thought A Qi was talking slander, and had figured out that the thunder that almost killed it was caused by his poisonous milk, so he quickly tried to explain in embarrassment: "A Qi, actually I..."

"Brother Tang, you need to say nothing! I understand the rules. Don't reveal the secrets, right? I owe you a favor from Brother Tang. Otherwise, Brother Tang, you will leave my second master in the future. I will bite whoever you ask me to bite!"

Ah Qi snatched the conversation and hissed.

So A Qi, you are a blessing in disguise? And you also think that the thunder that I've cut you last night was the opportunity that I helped you win?

Tang Ning recalled the taste, so he decisively abandoned the explanation he wanted to say, nodded vigorously with relief, and then gave A Qi a few mouthfuls of spiritual chicken soup: "A Qi, in fact, I have always been very optimistic about you. Come on, work hard to advance, I know A Qi's future is unlimited..."

Tang Ning didn't know if Ah Qi believed it or not, but he really didn't believe it anyway.

But if you say a few good things, you don’t have any money. If Ah Qi’s future is really limitless, can we be more respectful and say that we were prescient to everyone, right?

Could Ah Qi still deny this matter?

Just kidding, snakes can't, this little girl should be too titless.

In fact, this routine is also the basic fucking of fortune tellers and big fools.

Of course, the prerequisite for this is that Tang Ning must be able to survive until the time when Ah Qi is awesome.

This shouldn't be a big problem, after all, I have a system.

Although this system with uncontrollable rewards is not enough to shake a useless skill today, isn’t this just enough time to do other things? It’s a combination of work and rest...

So, after visiting Ah Qi, Old Master Tang worked hard for most of the morning, mastered yesterday's reverse poisonous milk but didn't have time to copy it, and woke up and forgot a lot of ordinary "martial arts secrets". He tried his best to turn from memory to text.

There is not much text content in each book, just a few pages of paper. There are quite a lot of stickman moves that match it, and it looks decent after binding.

Looking at the large pile of secret books that had been bound, Tang Ning even felt a sense of accomplishment - tsk, I have left traces in this world. No matter whether I can rely on the system to live forever in the future, at least I will not die, and the light will go out and be forgotten quickly. If I have good luck, maybe after thousands of years, someone will remember that I have been here in this world.

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Ning suddenly understood why the celebrities in Chinese history liked to write books.

The Supreme One establishes virtue, then makes meritorious, and makes words again, which is called... the three immortals.

"No, no, I'm still far from it."

Afraid that he was too proud, Tang Ning warned himself.

It is indeed a long way to go. The most recent one among the Three Immortals is not just writing a book or making a word. The higher the demand is Lao, Zhuang, Xun, Mo, Guan, Montesquieu... The lowest demand is Ma, Ban, Han, Ou, Li, Du, Su, Huang...

To put it bluntly, the secrets I wrote are actually in the high-end Chinese translation that do not reflect a trace of personal thoughts. If you seriously, you are not as good as "Journey to the West" that you must tell every day - when telling the story of Journey to the West, at least we have intentionally or unintentionally added some personal worldviews and life outlooks.

"Old man, it's time for you to have lunch."

Just as he was thinking, Zi Yan suddenly whispered in his ear...

Just after having a sumptuous lunch, Princess Fuling came to visit again, which was still an excuse to correct the article. The difference is that she brought the latest "Beijing Daily" today because her reading notes on the secret battle between the Jade Emperor and the Tathagata was finally published.

"Sir, I asked someone to go to the newspaper editorial department to inquire about it quietly. The editor-in-chief of the newspaper and several major editors praised this small article I used to invest in a pseudonym!"

His Highness the eldest princess is obviously in a good mood. The things she has spent her hard work on writing have won the likes and likes of readers. That is the pleasure of all the authors.

"The article is really great, it's what you deserve." Tang Ning smiled: "If this issue of the newspaper is sent out today, maybe someone will write a letter to the newspaper to support you."

This is really not something Tang Ning is fooling him. Since the Beijing Daily started serializing Journey to the West, the next day, a reader sent a snow-like knife to the author of Journey to the West through the newspaper without any instruction... that letter...

There were so many letters from related readers that they had even saved up a large sack. Dou Yuniang, editor-in-chief of the newspaper, just sent someone to send the large sack letter to the royal palace this morning. Tang Ning planned to wait until one day when he had time before he could open it up and read it slowly.

today?

I don't have time today.

After talking about today's "Journey to the West", I will go out to the Taoist Department.

Tang Ning, who had already made the plan, did strictly implement the plan - Princess Axe Zheng Chang's reading notes and the Journey to the West on stage. After that, he changed into ordinary clothes and a long hooded cloak, and took an inconspicuous semi-old carriage shared by the small officials in the mansion, and ran south towards Yongyangfang where the Daolu Department was located.

Most of the hour later, the carriage arrived at Guiyifang, which was not far from Yongyangfang, where the Daolu Department was located.

What was wrong with Guiyifang today. The entrance of the yard, which looked like a small city gate, was filled with people who were stretching their necks to watch the fun. There were bursts of shrill crying in the yard covered by the crowd.

Tang Ning didn't care much, and felt that it was probably because of a vicious murder case in the yard. It was never too big for those who watched the fun. It was not surprising that so many people gathered.

However, just as the carriage was about to pass, Tang Ning suddenly saw the female doctor Cha Xiaoyi who had interviewed the day before yesterday, and squeezed out of the crowd, then stood on the side of the road and shouted loudly: "Go away! You guys go quickly! There is a plague in Guiyifang! Do you understand? Do you understand? If you don't want to get infected, just leave quickly..."

What's the thing, plague?!

Old Master Tang suddenly couldn't calm down. Cha Xiaoyi's anxious appearance was definitely not a fake, so there was definitely a plague in Guiyifang!

Before traveling through time, Tang Ning, who had experienced SARS and the new crown, did he not know how powerful the plague was?!

In this world without antibiotics, if a plague breaks out in a metropolis with a population of hundreds of thousands like Yujing, hiss...
Chapter completed!