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Ren Pingsheng watched helplessly as the crowd not far away began to push and quarrel, and then gradually turned into a fight.

"Stop! Stop fighting!"

Before he could speak, Jin Wuwei, who was patrolling the streets, rushed over.

"stop!"

With a scolding, everyone stopped when they saw it was Jin Wuwei with a sword across his waist.

"It's just a broken storybook, why is it like this?"

The leading Jinwu Guard Baihu stared at them and said angrily: "Next time if you dare to cause trouble, you will all be taken back to the Yamen!"

Jinwuwei is responsible for the security of the inner city and has the power to detain people.

Everyone was afraid and did not dare to cause trouble again.

"spread!"

Jin Wuwei Baihu scolded, and everyone retreated to make way for them.

Then……

Ren Pingsheng saw Jin Wuwei Baihu enter the bookstore and come out after a while holding several pamphlets.

The booklet was written with three small official script characters: "The Legend of White Snake".

"Is this Jin Wuwei here to buy books?"

Ren Pingsheng was a little dazed.

On the other side, wait until King Wu Wei walks away.

Someone spat at their backs and said with disgust: "You bully lackey, take your storybook and burn paper for your mother!"

"Stop making trouble, everyone line up, otherwise no one can buy it."

After a brief confusion, everyone lined up again and walked into Mo Yunzhai one by one.

When they came out, they were holding a bound volume of "The Legend of White Snake" in their hands.

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It was only then that Ren Pingsheng realized that these people were all here to buy books.

"It's just a novel, isn't it?"

Ren Pingsheng complained in his heart, and then remembered that when he was in high school, he would hide under the quilt with his mobile phone every day, refreshing the novel over and over again.

Thinking back to that time, in the eyes of the elders, I was no different from these people.

After waiting there for a long time, the people at the door gradually dispersed.

When Ren Pingsheng entered Mo Yunzhai, he saw the pot-bellied shopkeeper at first sight, and heard him say before he even opened his mouth:

"Today's are sold out. If you want to buy some, get up early tomorrow."

"Shopkeeper, I'm here to sell books." Ren Pingsheng said calmly.

Hearing the familiar voice, the shopkeeper suddenly turned his head to look at Ren Pingsheng, and said in surprise: "It turns out to be the young master! The young master is here to deliver the second half of "The Legend of White Snake"?"

"One is for the second half of "The Legend of White Snake", and the other is for the royalties. I was standing at the door just now. I saw that your business is good. You must have made a lot of money in the past few days, right?"

"I dare not deceive the young master. After excluding the cost, the profit totals 800 taels. Calculated at 70%, it is 560 taels. If the young master wants it, I will take it now."

"good."

It's safe to fall into the bag, not to mention that he is short of money now, so Ren has never refused in his life.

Soon, the shopkeeper took out five hundred and sixty taels of silver notes and handed them to Ren Pingsheng.

After paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, Ren Pingsheng took out the second half of "The Legend of White Snake" from his arms.

After browsing through it, the shopkeeper showed joy. This storybook has complete content and ups and downs of the plot. It is a rare masterpiece. It can bring a profit of ten thousand taels to the bookstore at least!

"If the young master is full of literary thoughts and creates a new storybook, don't forget about our Mo Yunzhai." The shopkeeper looked at Ren Pingsheng and said excitedly.

"I just happened to have written a new storybook in the past few days. Please take a look at it."

Ren Pingsheng said as he took out "Nie Xiaoqian" from his arms and handed it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper obviously didn't expect that the young man in front of him could create a second storybook in such a short time. He was startled at first, and then took it as if he had found a treasure.

After just watching for a while, he became excited and said "good" three times in a row.

"This "Nie Xiaoqian" is no less exciting than "The White Snake". Don't worry, sir. If you give it to us, Mo Yunzhai, we will definitely bring you a remuneration of at least five thousand taels of silver!"

Hearing what the shopkeeper said, Ren Pingsheng fell into deep thought, and after a moment he slowly spoke: "If the entire copy of "Nie Xiaoqian" is sold, how much money can Mo Yunzhai make?"

"Young master, what you mean is that we won't share it in proportion?"

"yes."

The shopkeeper pondered for a long time and said sternly: "Six thousand five hundred taels! If you make less, you will not ask the young master for compensation. If you make more, you can give him a certain proportion of the share. The premise is that the young master will also pay the book later. Give us Mo Yunzhai!”

From "Nie Xiaoqian" and "The Legend of White Snake", the shopkeeper saw that the young man in front of him had great literary talent and was born to write stories.

If he and Mo Yunzhai can be bound together, from now on, Mo Yunzhai will stand out among the many bookstores in the capital, and it is not impossible to take the lead in the future.

"Six thousand five hundred taels, enough to buy two doses of Marrow Cleansing Pill herbs. You can do it."

To Prince Zhenbei, a few thousand taels of silver was nothing.

The lack of money now is just because I have just arrived in the capital and my parents haven't paid yet.

So he didn't have to think about the long flow of water and agreed to the shopkeeper's request after hesitating for a while.

After leaving Mo Yunzhai, he rented a fast horse and headed straight to Baiyun Mountain.

Taking this route for the third time, Ren Pingsheng was already very familiar with it. It only took him an hour and a half to retrieve the medicinal materials for refining the Marrow Cleansing Pill, the Beauty Pill and the Xiongfeng Pill.

Back at Ren Mansion, it was getting late.

Ren Pingsheng took a shower and went to bed to rest.

The next day.

The sky is bright.

Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes.

"Today's sign-in reward is a random magic weapon, and I don't know what I will draw."

The system always notifies sign-in rewards one day in advance.

After signing in yesterday, he knew that today's reward was not a random attribute point, so he woke up earlier than usual.

"I hope it's a magic weapon that can sharpen my bones."

With such expectations, Ren Pingsheng signed in again.

[Sign in successfully and obtain a heaven-level magic weapon: a mediocre mask]

The good news is that it is a heaven-level magic weapon.

The bad news has nothing to do with improving your cultivation level.

The moment he heard the system prompt, Ren Pingsheng was a little disappointed, but he quickly adjusted his mentality.

"The heaven-level magic weapons produced by the system will never be bad. Even if they cannot improve your cultivation level, they can still play a huge role if you use them well."

Ren Pingsheng thought this and began to look at the magic weapon that appeared out of thin air in his hand.

It's just an ordinary human skin mask, no different from the ones in martial arts movies.

Why can such a thing be designated as a heaven-level magic weapon by the system?

That's all, let's try it first and see what effect it has.

After observing it for a while, Ren Pingsheng tried to cover his face.

I don't feel anything else, just a little cold.

"Look at the effect."

Ren Pingsheng took a bronze mirror and looked at himself in the mirror. He was shocked at just one glance.

"Isn't this the standard passerby's face in movies and TV shows? If I walk on the street with this mask, I'm afraid no one will notice me."

Ren Pingsheng was in a daze for a while, then reached out to pinch his face and pulled it a few times.

I was surprised to find that this mask seemed to be completely integrated into the body, no different from real skin, and there was no trace of a mask covering it at all.

"It's a good thing! When I put on the mask, I'm just an ordinary passerby. Whether it's assassinating enemies, spying on intelligence or getting rid of pursuits, it has miraculous effects!"

"As expected of a heaven-level magic weapon recognized by the system, Niu Boyi!"

Ren Pingsheng wore the mask and played with himself for a while. After he was sure that the mask would not fall off due to external force, he took it off and put it in his arms.

After signing in, it is time to practice the "Longevity Kung Fu" daily.

What is different from the past is that today he plans to refine two marrow-cleansing pills first.

With previous experience, Ren Pingsheng was skilled in his movements this time and completed the process quickly.

"Phew—you're lucky, both of them succeeded."

An hour later, Ren Pingsheng looked at the two marrow-cleansing pills in front of him and smiled.

He reached out and picked one up, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The warm feeling rose again in my lower abdomen.

By the time he had finished digesting the power of the Marrow Cleansing Pill, it was already evening.

"I've taken three marrow-cleansing pills, and I hope I can break through to the ninth level this time."

Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath, sat cross-legged and meditated, and began his evening practice.