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Chapter 38 38. Do you know what Feng Shui turns around

As the saying goes, a penny beats a hero.

Now, the five people from the Ziwei Mansion put their pieces together and found that the total was only [-] high-grade spiritual stones, leaving a gap of [-] in compensation.

In the end, Xie Buhui felt that he had never been so ashamed before, wrote down the IOU with trembling hands, and gave his four disciples a hard look.

The four of Jiang Xingmeng looked at their noses, their noses, their hearts, and they didn't dare to speak, nor did they dare to raise their heads.

It was already an hour after returning to Ziwei Mansion, the night was dark and the stars were shining, Jiang Xingmeng began to think heavily about the plan of repaying the money.

First, we need to increase revenue; second, we need to reduce expenditure.

Suddenly, she thought of something, her eyes lit up, she took out the communication card, rummaged through it, and found Qin Yinyue, who had just added her as a friend: [Fellow, I know how to repay those [-] high-grade spiritual stones. Got it! 】

There was nothing wrong with Qin Yinyue, so she immediately replied: 【Details. 】

Jiang Xingmeng pondered for a moment, then smiled, and confidently sent a message: [Cultivation Realm Edition draft show 101, let me know? 】

Qin Yinyue: [...? 】

Over at Mingyue Tower, it only took a few seconds for Qin Yinyue to go from "Is this fellow out of my mind?" to "I'm really a fucking talent".

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

Jiang Xingmeng answered the call, and then looked at Qin Yinyue with burning eyes: "Fellow, do you think this is a good idea?"

As the number one player, Qin Yinyue has a big room of his own. He is pacing back and forth at the moment, obviously very excited: "Not bad, not bad... the draft is set up, from selling merchandise to picking favorite players, When it comes to spending money to vote..."

Qin Yinyue had been in the entertainment industry for so many years in her previous life, and she was very familiar with this business. She immediately talked to Jiang Xingmeng about the business opportunities.

only……

Qin Yinyue said with some regret: "...It's a pity that there are no hot searches here, and the most important publicity channel is missing."

There is a lot of information on the public memorial platform, and if the draft is mixed among it, I'm afraid it won't cause any trouble.

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

After a pause, she said: "My suggestion is that we do the draft together. I will be responsible for publicity and promotion, and you will be responsible for other things. You will get [-]% of the money earned, and I will get [-]% of the money. How about that?"

Qin Yinyue did not hesitate: "No problem!"

Then he looked at Jiang Xingmeng and said with a smile: "I'll forgive you the [-] high-grade spirit stones I owe, and treat it as if I bought your inspiration with money."

Jiang Xingmeng was moved and refused: "One size belongs to one size, these two things cannot be confused. Besides, I also want to teach them a lesson..."

Qin Yinyue looked at Jiang Xingmeng silently and thought to herself, shouldn't it be you, the underage who visits the flower house, who should be taught a lesson the most?

Jiang Xingmeng understood Qin Yinyue's silence and was a little annoyed: "What's that look in your eyes? I don't like it, take it back!"

Qin Yinyue: "..."

I can't bear it, I still have to rely on her hot searches!

The two talked about the plan for a long time, but after all, their cultivation levels were not high and they needed sleep, so they planned to hang up the call.

Before leaving, Qin Yinyue said with emotion: "Your brain is really flexible. In such a short period of time, you can think of making money through drafts."

Jiang Xingmeng smiled at the vicissitudes of life: "Before I made money through the draft, it was the draft that made my money. You know what the wind and water are like."

Qin Yinyue: "..."

Qin Yinyue: "..."

He remembered that he was also a draftee, and he was afraid that this aunt would be angry with him, so he couldn't help but laugh twice: "It's really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple!"

Jiang Xingmeng understood what he meant, waved his hand, and said casually: "Don't worry, I haven't participated in your draft. I was only in the second year of junior high school when you debuted. You are too old. Okay, sleep Bye bye."

Then the screen went black.

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

Depend on!Speak clearly!What does "You're Too Old" mean? ? ?
He was a little aggrieved, but then he calculated the time and found that this fellow was only 22 years old when he was implicated in crossing over. After all, he sighed and deleted the words that questioned Jiang Xingmeng.

That's all, meeting each other is fate.

Just get old.

……

In a blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve.

Early in the morning, Luo Shuanghan and Nan Zhixiang began to decorate the Qingjing courtyard, busy posting couplets and hanging lanterns.

Yu Qingge was busy handling vegetables and meat. Although he seemed indifferent, he actually cooked well. Although he hadn't touched the stove for many years, he quickly regained his sense after a little practice.

Jiang Xingmeng also woke up early, but looked around and found that there was no place for her, so he had to sit in the quiet courtyard and talk to Xie Buhui.

The weather was a bit cold, but it was rare that it didn't snow today, but a sunny day. Xie Buhui made tea with snow water and gave Jiang Xingmeng a soup.

The world of cultivation has four distinct seasons, but many sects like to maintain a spring-like climate all year round. 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 my first time celebrating the New Year in the world of cultivation, but it looks no different from the mortal world."

Xie Buhui glanced at her nonchalantly, and then said with a smile: "From now on, every new year of yours will be spent in the realm of comprehension."

Jiang Xingmeng's eyes were a little vacant, and then he sighed: "If..."

If the emperor brother is here, how good would it be?

In the past, the queen mother was busy messing around with political affairs every day, and the emperor was obsessed with immortality every day. She was almost brought up by the emperor's brother.

The imperial brother is eight years older than her. The eldest brother is like a father, nothing more than that.

When it came to the palace banquet on New Year's Eve, the emperor's brother was afraid that she would hurt her stomach if she ate cold dishes, so he always secretly cooked a small stove for her. The brother and sister slipped into the imperial dining room, and the emperor's brother cooked noodles, warm porridge, and soup for her...

At noon, Brother Huang will give her generous lucky money.

Jiang Xingmeng's small letters read "Mianmian", and Jiang Ci would always give her a big red envelope while patting her head with a smile: "In the new year, Mianmian may be safe and happy."

Jiang Xing dreamed and thought, 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 questions, but was afraid of bringing up Jiang Xingmeng's sadness.

The little apprentice's country was ruined and his family was destroyed. Now he is alone at such a young age...

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

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

"In the new year, my little dream may be peaceful and happy."

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

After a long time, she laughed from the bottom of her heart and nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

(End of this chapter)