Life Hunter

Jiangzhou, Gusu City.

Not long after the Shuxiang Tea House opened its doors, waves of scholars poured in, and it wasn't long before the place was full.

Some scholars who had no seats were standing by the window or at the table, and everyone was talking loudly.

Everyone here has at least two books in their hands.

A book called "Red Bean Collection" and a book called "Shouhe Xing Xing".

What's more, some people are holding a stack of them.

"I said, Lao Niu, you just buy books, hold a bunch of them, and sell them instead?"

Everyone laughed.

The scholar surnamed Niu pressed a stack of books on the table, smiled and said: "One edition of "Hongdou Collection" and "Shouhe Xing" will cost at most twenty years, no, at most ten years, and the price will be increased ten times! Back then, No one paid much attention to Zhao Shoufu's "Collection of Gengniu", but later there were thousands of copies of it, which is astonishing."

"You guys, they didn't know the product before, and they sold it in one place, and sold a few hundred copies in total. The Wanhe Chamber of Commerce spent a lot of money to promote "Red Bean Collection" and "Shouhe Xing", and they didn't know how many hundreds of copies were released. Thousands of sets. It was just that propaganda banner. I shook my head just looking at it."

"Yes, the words in the advertisement are really cool. They say 'the most affectionate person in the world', 'the chief prodigal son in love', and 'I am the most romantic person in the world'. They are so vulgar, if not for the beautiful song at the beginning. "Hongdou Ci" was so shocking that I didn't even look at it."

"If we don't say that Wanhe Chamber of Commerce is great, we only talk about "Hongdou Collection" and not "Shouhe Xing". However, the two books are sold together, not just one. When I opened it casually, I was astonished. It was even better than "Hongdou Ci". .”

"As a result, we scholars had to discuss it and naturally made a second wave of advertisements for it."

"But who is the author? It's strange that there is no name."

"The "Collection of Red Beans" begins with a gift to Concubine Jiang You, and then goes, 'Red beans grow in the south, and when spring comes, I will send out a few branches. I hope you will pick more of them. This is the thing I miss the most.' Such a sincere confession can only be made by Li Qingxian. Dare to do it. The whole book is full of love poems, and the chapters are above the standard, no, the chapters are the best in the world. I read it as a man, and I kept thinking, if anyone writes such a volume of poems for me, no matter whether the person is a man or a woman, Even if it’s a monster, I’ll obey.”

"Hahaha……"

"What do you guys think of Fairy Qingcheng's expression when she gets this book?"

"You must be furious first, and then the deer will crash."

"Maybe he came to the door with a sword, and then... simply followed Li Qingxian."

"You guys, what a shame! I can't see through Qi Yuanhou's intention at all. On the surface, he is selling "The Collection of Red Beans", but in fact, the focus is on "A Journey to Guard the River". At the beginning, he gives it to the troops guarding the river. The first poem is ' He has traveled three thousand miles with his body, and his sword has served as a warrior for millions of people. His aura is so powerful that it is ready to burst out of paper and frighten people."

"They use love poems as a gimmick, but they are actually selling war poems. The opening chapter is "Ode to the Great General King", and the poem is so passionate and heroic that who can read it and not be amazed?"

"Li Qingxian is really... a man who knows nothing about Confucian classics, but whose poetic talent is unparalleled in the world."

"Fortunately, he is like this. If he is good at everything and still comes to study literature, is there any way for us to survive?"

"In one of the articles, 'Numerous romantic figures, but also look at the present day', the image of an emperor comes to mind."

"There is also the poem 'The right path in the world is the vicissitudes of life', which is also a poem with a rather emperor-like style."

"A few days ago, we complained that Marquis Qiyuan was biased and only helped martial arts cultivators. Unexpectedly, within a few days, a whole volume of frontier fortress poems was thrown down. There were so many that I didn't even know how to change the poems."

"So Qiyuan Hou is really a strange man, he enjoys all kinds of things... This volume has one hundred poems, each of which is excellent. It won't take long for him to be famous all over the world."

"Not only is he famous all over the world, but from then on, the war poetry system of human literary cultivators changed all the wooden sticks to knives, and it was completely different."

"Yes, especially those high-ranking scholars. Their war poems may be frighteningly powerful. After all, there are too few good poems, resulting in limited types and powers of war poems that can be carried."

"By the way, Zhao Shoufu gave Li Qingxian a righteousness sword seed before. Once these poems are spread, they will definitely warm up his righteousness sword seed. With such wide spread, it will take at most three years, and he will probably develop the best righteousness in ancient and modern times. Sword species."

"Really, how many war poems could have been spread all over the world by those who had the righteous sword species, even if they were great scholars?"

"It's better for Li Qingxian. Once he publishes a hundred articles, he will publish another hundred articles in a few days. From now on, all the editors will point to him for dinner."

"Come on, let's stop talking nonsense and start studying and revising the poems."

"You are talking about the song 'One year old is wiped out in the sound of firecrackers, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu'. Can it be changed to, 'One year old is wiped out in the sound of screams, and the spring thunder sends death to the devil's tomb'?"

"You are too direct, be more tactful..."

Sucheng is far away from Gusu City in the south of the Yangtze River.

Yellow sand fills the air and there are many earthen houses.

Because it is an important trade route node, people still come and go in Sucheng.

In the dark basement, the magic circle was opened to block the outside world.

More than ten people in black sat around and talked in low voices.

"Li Qingxian's hand is stretched too long."

"Two, two whole Death Demon Lands disappeared. I was so shocked that I couldn't sleep for three days in a row."

"If this continues, all the decent sects will definitely be ready to prepare for the next war to eliminate demons."

"Zhang Wentong, that old guy, is intoxicated with power. He wants to be the leader of the Demon Alliance and dreams of unifying the Demon Sect. We can't be stupid. The Demon Sect must look like a Demon Sect!"

"Yes, the disappearance of the Death Demon Land has been a fatal blow to our Demon Sect. If we don't do something, even if we establish a Demon Alliance, it will be nothing but a big deal."

"Ganzhou is a feudal state of the underworld. Once Sucheng is turned into a land of death, the blow to Li Qingxian and Wanhe Chamber of Commerce will be huge."

"But will we be discovered by that old guy in the city?"

"Sun Rongzhu has resigned from office for many years and was promoted to the second rank reluctantly. His life span is haggard and his life is not long. There is no need to worry."

"What's more, once we succeed in demonizing this place, even if he finds out and purifies it, it will only be counterproductive and will accelerate the growth of the demonic place."

"That's right, that old guy injured me back then, so I was never allowed to enter the second level. If I don't avenge this, I swear I won't be a human being!"

A total of seven third-grade people and many fourth-grade people gathered together and began to discuss demonizing Su City.

More than a dozen streets away from the underground magic chamber, in a private courtyard, an old man threw aside "The Collection of Red Beans" and held "Walking on the River" in both hands, pondering over it over and over again, murmuring from time to time.

"Not bad……"

"The word 'wear' is used wonderfully..."

"Tsk tsk, the whole city is covered with golden armor, a typical anti-poetry that only true heroes dare to write..."

"Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons... When the General Wang sees it, I'm afraid he will shed tears..."

The old man is a second-grade scholar and has a photographic memory. With just one glance at a page, the skills, charm, artistic conception, etc. contained in the entire poem are quickly clear to his eyes.

But even so, the old man still read eagerly, over and over again, sometimes slapping the table, sometimes praising repeatedly, sometimes lowering his head and wiping tears gently.

Until nightfall, Sun Rongzhu could no longer hold himself back.