The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

The next day, Lin Mo wrote some more after taking off duty, totaling 10,000 words.

On the third day, he came to Tongfu Teahouse as promised.

After Li Changshou finished his performance, he took out his novel manuscript and handed it to the other party.

"Brother Changshou, please help me take a look."

Li Changshou took the manuscript and was quite curious about its contents.

"The Legend of the Condor Heroes"?

The name seems ordinary.

"The vast water of the Qiantang River flows endlessly day and night around Niujia Village in Lin'an and flows eastward into the sea..."

It’s actually in vernacular?

Li Changshou was quite surprised.

At this time, vernacular writing had not yet been popularized, and there were even fewer people writing novels.

But simple and straightforward words are more helpful in reducing the difficulty of reading for ordinary people.

He picked up the manuscript and continued reading.

I found out that this is a story about the Song Dynasty.

The opening chapter introduces two loyal men, Yang Tiexin and Guo Xiaotian, living in seclusion in Niujia Village.

A few words brought out the background of the story of the Hulu invasion of the Central Plains.

However, the appearance of Taoist priest Qiu Chuji broke the tranquility of Niujia Village...

The story ends abruptly when Qiu Chuji names his two children "Jingkang".

There are more than 10,000 words in total.

For a martial arts novel that can easily reach hundreds of thousands of words, this can only be regarded as the beginning.

However, Li Changshou keenly discovered that the author's writing skills were extraordinary and his writing style was indeed innovative.

It’s just that the storyline is still a bit old-fashioned.

I just don’t know if there will be changes in the future...

Overall, readability is still there.

He decided to recommend this manuscript to the editor.

Li Changshou thought for a while and said: "Brother Lin, the manuscript is good, I will accept it first. As for the price, I need to let the editor-in-chief of the newspaper see the manuscript in person and let him make a decision.

But don’t worry, I will definitely help you get the highest price! "

Lin Mo saw this and nodded.

Li Changshou couldn't help but ask Lin Mo, did you write this novel yourself?

Lin Mo didn't want to hide it, so he nodded and said that he was afraid that the writing was not good. Li Changshou was unable to give an objective evaluation due to human feelings, so he used the excuse that it was written by a friend.

Li Changshou couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

It doesn’t have to be this way. No one can write a good novel from the beginning.

It all has to be a process that accumulates over time.

He Qualimer's writing is good, but the story is a bit cliche, but the quality is still high.

Then, Li Changshou asked Lin Mo how many words he could write every day, and whether the subsequent plot and story outline had been planned, etc.

Lin Mo stretched out his hand, nodded his head, and said, "It's all here."

Seeing his confident look, Li Changshou didn't ask too many questions.

However, he still kindly reminded: "If it is really serialized in newspapers and periodicals, frequent interruptions in updates are not allowed, and stable updates must be maintained as much as possible.

Especially for new authors, they often need to win by quantity in the early stage, so as to attract readers..."

As an Internet article writer who had been on the street for ten years in his previous life, Lin Mo was naturally aware of these things.

He said decisively: "My hand speed is okay."

Seeing Lin Mo's words, Li Changshou breathed a sigh of relief.

He had just become an editor not long ago, and he didn't want to leave a bad impression on the editor-in-chief because of this incident.

Lin Mo originally thought he would have to wait a few days.

Unexpectedly, Li Changshou took the initiative to find him the next day.

"Brother Lin, the editor has agreed to publish this novel. The price is one yuan per thousand words. If you have any objections, you can talk to the editor in person."

"No need, that's the price." Lin Mo said happily.

He found out that the average writer's remuneration is between 1 yuan and 3 yuan per thousand words.

The remuneration for a well-known writer can reach 5 yuan per thousand words, or even 6 yuan per thousand words.

As a new writer, his remuneration of 1 yuan per thousand words is already very good.

Of course, the main thing is that he didn't really write this to make money.

Naturally, I don’t care about the remuneration that much.

Sure enough, people are happiest when their interests have not yet turned into work.

Because we will not be kidnapped by interests and our original intentions are pure.

Is this the real "power generation for love"?

Li Changshou asked Lin Mo to write more and save the manuscript so that he could set the publication time with the editor.

In order to avoid being caught off guard when writing again when the serialization actually starts.

Lin Mo nodded and said that he could give him the manuscript the next time he came to the teahouse.

Li Changshou thought for a while and said it was too troublesome.

So the two exchanged addresses and chatted for a while before leaving.

After returning home, Lin Mo ate something casually, then lay down on the table and started writing furiously.

Until late at night, he felt a little tired, so he slept with his clothes on.

Two days passed like this.

During the day, he was responsible for delivering meals and inspecting warehouses in the East Ward.

In the evening, I started typing at my desk until late at night.

If he hadn't become much stronger after practicing martial arts, he might not have been able to withstand such a feat.

Such days are dull and fulfilling.

Unknowingly, Lin Mo's strength also increased to the second level of dark strength.

However, it takes 3000 experience points to upgrade to the third level of Anjin.

He can now get about 800 experience points into his account every day.

In less than four or five days, it was impossible to get it together.

This is only the third level of Anjin, what about the four and five levels that follow?

More experience points are needed.

The mere 800 experience points in the East Prison District every day are no longer enough to satisfy him.

Most of the people imprisoned in the North District are people with martial arts skills, and they provide a lot of experience points.

If you can be transferred to the North District, how much more experience will you gain every day!

However, this matter cannot be rushed.

You need to look for suitable opportunities and take advantage of them.

In the past two days, Lin Mo paid special attention to the pickpocket Wei Wen who was caught earlier.

I found that this guy was quite honest in prison. He seemed to have a very lively personality and could chat with anyone.

On this day, Wei Wen and several prisoners gathered in the corner to chat.

When Lin Mo finished serving the meal and left.

Wei Wen suddenly raised his head and glanced at his leaving figure.

The prisoner next to him whispered: "The young prison guard has been patrolling every day these days. Did he find anything?"

Another prisoner looked evil and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Should we kill him in advance so as not to ruin our good deeds?"

Another prisoner sneered and said: "I said you are too sensitive, right? How can a small prison guard know the clues? Or do you have no confidence in Mr. Tanaka's disguise?"

"Fart, this is..."

"All right!"

Wei Wen interrupted the argument between the two in a deep voice.

These Chinese people like to have internal strife!

He despised this in his heart.

If this operation did not require their cooperation, he would not act together with these Chinese people.

Wei Wen suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and warned: "Don't touch him yet, so as not to scare the snake. However, to avoid a long night and many dreams, we will take action in advance tomorrow night!"

"it is good!"

That evening, Li Changshou came to the door in person.

Lin Mo handed him the manuscripts of Chapters 2 and 3.

The total length of the book is more than 70,000 words.

"So fast?"

Li Changshou was a little surprised.

I couldn't help but admire Lin Mo's hand speed.

He collected the manuscript and exchanged a few pleasantries.

He couldn't wait to return to the social favor and went there.