The Wicked Cultivation Game

Chapter 435 Copywriting (610, autumn subscription)

Qing Si is not far from the inn where they stayed.

After going all the way, Fang Yue and Lin Ling found Qingsi.

Qingsi's first impression on Fang Yue was that it was big, very big.

Looking around, the surrounding area is all Qingsi's, which is much more domineering than the guard post in Guyue Village!

This Qingsi is too rich, the office is so big.

Hush, don't talk nonsense in Qingsi, it's easy to cause trouble.

Hearing what Lin Ling said, Fang Yue quickly stopped talking.

The two stepped forward to explain the situation, and the guard in gray clothes glanced at the two of them, told them to wait a while, and then went in to report the situation.

After a while, a man dressed in white and with sword eyebrows and starry eyes came out from inside.

Is that what you want to report to Gu Yue Village?

Yes.

come in.

The man in white led Fang Yue and Lin Ling in, and said, My surname is Yu, so you can call me Yu Baiyi.

Yubaiyi gave people a sense of alienation as if he was doing business, and he even said his name in full.

Fang Yue and Lin Ling looked at each other, but didn't say much.

After entering Qingsi, Fang Yue found that Qingsi was vast and powerful just as it was seen from the outside.

The marble-paved ground spread out, facing a large yard with wooden piles randomly placed in it.

There are some gray-clothed green guards in gray clothes, practicing martial arts diligently, sweating profusely.

After passing the big courtyard, there are roads extending in all directions, Yu Baiyi led them to the right.

Master Yu!

Master Yu.

People passing by would say hello when they saw Yu Baiyi, but Yu Baiyi was a little indifferent, just nodded slightly and let it go.

It wasn't until he saw a man in a green-clothed official uniform striding past on the road that he stopped hastily, bowed down and saluted respectfully.

My lord.

...

Just like how Yu Baiyi treated other people before, this Jun Qingyi just glanced at him and hurried past.

Fang Yue looked at it curiously, and after Jun Qingyi left, she asked in a low voice: Master Yu, are Master Tsing Yi common? How many Master Tsing Yi are there in our Qingsi County? How strong are they?

...Don't ask unnecessary things.

Yu Baiyi didn't answer directly, frowned slightly, and then continued to lead the way.

Fang Yue suddenly became a little unhappy. He poked Lin Ling next to him and said in a low voice, This guy is even more annoying than you were back then.

What's wrong with me?

Lin Ling was depressed. He thought about how nice he was to Fang Yue, when did he become annoying, and completely forgot that when Gu Yue Village first met Fang Yue, he also pretended to be aloof.

Besides, what's wrong with pretending to be cold? I was stronger than you at the time, I pretended to be cold, can you do anything?

Lin Ling muttered in his heart, but didn't say it out.

After all, with Fang Yue's current strength, he could rub his dog's head on the ground.

This made Lin Ling very depressed. At that time, Fang Yue was still an ordinary person who hadn't gotten into martial arts, but within a month, he transformed into a first-class strongman.

If he hadn't witnessed Fang Yue's growth with his own eyes, he would have suspected that Fang Yue was possessed by a strange spirit!

hateful! If time can be turned back to the time when we first met, I must be extremely cold and let Xiaoye know what the posture of a strong person is!

The two of them traveled along the way and met many people.

Fang Yue found that Yubaiyi would be fine if he met a peer who was also in Baiyi, and would occasionally stop to chat for a few more words.

But if you meet Qingwei in gray and Qingwei in black, it will be over if you get cold.

As for Tsing Yi, they had only met Mr. Jun before, so they didn't have any more reference samples.

This way of communication made Fang Yue feel inexplicably familiar.

When he was in college, he had a classmate who was somewhat similar to Yu Baiyi.

Of course, in reality, there is no strength at all, so the measure of strength is wealth and learning ability.

That classmate, when he met a bully who was better financially and academically than himself, he lowered his attitude.

When meeting weak chickens, they are extremely cold.

Only people with similar strength can communicate on an equal footing.

That's right, it's an equal exchange, because when facing those bullies, he followed and flattered them in a way that was almost like licking a dog.

That posture was so ugly that no one else could stand it.

But he is never tired of doing it, and every time his studies and economic strength rise to a higher level, he will put people who were treated equally before on the low-level list and become aloof.

He is so powerful, so delicate, even Fang Yue can't stand it, and stay away as much as possible.

And the Yubaiyi at this moment has the taste of that classmate.

It's just a lot of introversion, just right to be cold, just right to be equal, just right to lick, to maintain a balance.

are not you tired?

Fang Yue asked strangely. In reality, it was impossible for Fang Yue to ask his classmates such questions, but in the game, when he met similar people, he was very curious about what such people were thinking.

What?

Yu Baiyi was stunned for a moment, will this journey be tiring? ?

For different people, with different attitudes, use yourself as the standard, judge, and give high or low attitudes, so you don't get tired?

... Yu Baiyi finally understood Fang Yue's meaning, stopped suddenly, looked back at Fang Yue, frowning.

You know... Forget it. The people from the village below, seeing that you are still young, I advise you to find a village to stay early, Qingsi is not as simple as you think.

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the big house in front of him and said, That's the copy room over there. Go there by yourself. I still have something to do, so I'll go first.

After finishing speaking, Yu Baiyi gave Fang Yue a small pure black sign, and then turned around and left, simply and neatly, without sloppiness.

Lin Ling said depressedly: Why do you say you provoke him? He is also dressed in white. If you get hired successfully, maybe you will work with him again.

Just ask, who knew that he still has a small temper, and he is completely a copy of Gu Yue Village's version of you.

What a copy! I was so nice to you back then!

Lin Ling's memory seemed to beautify himself, and he didn't feel that Fang Yue had lost his temper at all.

The two entered the document library, and they were quickly received by someone inside, and they were assigned to a room.

On the opposite side of the room, sat a black-clothed green guard with heavy bags under his eyes, wearing a tall hat. Behind this man, there was a row of large bookshelves, where various documents and documents were placed.

At this moment, Qingwei in black was sinking his head into writing something, until Fang Yueqing coughed, then he raised his head, stared at the dead fish eyes with a hoarse voice, and spoke weakly.

What level of copywriting?

What?

Si Yuyan narrowed his eyes: Who brought you here, didn't the tokens be given to you?

Yu Baiyi brought us here... a token, are you talking about this?

Fang Yue took out the small black plaque from Yubaiyi's front. It was pitch black and felt like a stone, but other than that, there was no other information.

That's it... a special black-level copywriting?

Si Yuyan frowned: The village has been wiped out?