Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 232

Zhu Wuyao mustered up her courage.

With a creak, Ye Xiaozhou appeared in sight with a beaming smile.

Looking back, it was truly a grand spectacle.

The gong players and drummers, dressed in red silk and holding trays, looked closely and saw her hastily written "The Travels of the Zhu Family" lying quietly on the trays.

How could she not know whether Zhu's travelogue was good or bad?

However, this was hastily written in just one or two days, with the word count pushed to an absurd level. The content was illogical and completely contrary to the truth. Even a primary school student's composition was better than this.

A door separated Zhu Wuyao and Ye Xiaozhou.

Zhu Wuyao, speaking through the crack in the door, gritted her teeth and whispered:

"Are you trying to flatter me to death?"

Ye Xiaozhou blinked and said with a smile:

“I noticed that in your stories, there’s usually a villain to highlight the protagonist’s righteousness. We want to promote ‘What’s on the Other Side of the Mountain,’ so how can we do without a bad guy?”

"Is this why you made me play the villain??"

"Hey! What are you saying? I'm on the same path as you, and I'll share this infamy with you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Xiaozhou gave her no chance to hide or be ashamed. Relying on the suppression of her cultivation level, she snatched the door from Zhu Wuyao's hands.

With a loud "bang," the famous "Miss Zhu" appeared before everyone.

"Wow! Is this the Miss Zhu we've been calling out for all along the way?"

"He looks quite ordinary, nothing special. He doesn't seem like a reclusive master at all..."

"Perhaps there's some knowledge inside. It's a pity for Manager Hong Fei; we don't know who did this... Otherwise, with this 'Travels of the Zhu Family,' we might have made a fortune..."

"It's hateful that Manager Hong's children have no filial piety whatsoever. As soon as Old Master Hong passed away, they sold the bookstore to outsiders."

"You don't know—some people say that Hong Fei was murdered because of this book, 'The Travels of Zhu'..."

"You mean..."

"Hush! It's unspeakable!"

Everyone looked at Manager Ye with surprise and uncertainty.

Zhu Wuyao frowned slightly. Was Ye Xiaozhou attributing the death of Manager Hong to the dispute over "Zhu's Travels"?

Did she take the blame herself?

Afterwards, a large sum of money was used to silence Manager Hong's children, thus ending the incident.

Furthermore, there were no cultivators in Biyi City, and ordinary methods could not find any evidence. Therefore, everyone could only suspect, but had no way to solve the mystery of Hong Fei's death.

That's really... a great way to create hype.

As a result, even before its publication, "The Travels of Zhu" attracted a lot of attention and was thrust into the spotlight.

Once it is actually released, scholars will find that Zhu's travelogue is not as advertised.

The higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

If "What's on the Other Side of the Mountain" were to appear in the world now, it would be more widely accepted.

In comparison, it is even more remarkable.

Having guessed Ye Xiaozhou's scheme, Zhu Wuyao naturally had to play along.

She simply walked out of the courtyard gate and came to Ye Xiaozhou, bowing in return and saying:

"I am honored by Manager Ye's kind eye, which has taken a liking to this hastily written article. Although I have no particular skills and my writing and scholarship are mediocre, I dare not refuse Manager Ye's sincere invitation."

Heaven and earth can bear witness that Zhu Wuyao spoke the truth.

But to the ears of others, it was not the case at all.

As expected of someone with a wealth of knowledge and extensive travel experience, he's actually being modest.

Perhaps this is what is meant by "humility and open-mindedness".

Under the curious and inquisitive gazes of the crowd, Zhu Wuyao was warmly helped up by Ye Xiaozhou, and together they walked to the front of the drumming and gonging procession, whereupon he said:

"Today, my Chaoxi Bookstore has gained another valiant general!"

"With Miss Zhu's help, we will surely be able to continue our efforts and create even greater glories!"

"Come on, bring the plaque up!"

At Ye Xiaozhou's command, two people in the group carried forward the plaque covered with a red cloth.

The two exchanged a glance, then joined hands to lift the red cloth covering it, revealing four large characters—

"Chaoxi Bookstore"

This was, of course, the name of the bookstore that Zhu Wuyao came up with.

The first meaning is "picking up memories in the morning and evening," meaning that the marks left today in the vast ocean of consciousness among all living beings may be helpful in the future.

The second meaning is simply "morning and evening," corresponding to daytime and nighttime, and two different ideas in writing. On the surface, it advises people to stay in their hometown, while secretly advocating freedom and adventure.

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As the procession, banging gongs and drums, gradually faded into the distance.

Zhu Wuyao slammed the courtyard gate shut, clutching the copy of "Zhu's Travelogue" in her hand, and hurriedly went into her room.

Ameng was both worried and excited.

She overheard people talking, and it seemed that Manager Hongfei had died because Manager Ye had taken a liking to her sister's travelogue and killed her. Although it was just a rumor without any evidence, A-Meng was still worried about her sister's safety.

But just now, that scene was like someone was banging drums and gongs, begging my sister to come out of retirement!

A-Meng felt a sense of honor.

Zhu Wuyao's existence seemed to have made him a perfect object of A Meng's worship.

He once traveled far and wide, daring to defy the world, and now he enjoys such glory.

She went into her sister's room, and after seeing the scene inside, asked somewhat curiously:

"Sister, are you writing a new book again?"

Zhu Wuyao was hunched over her desk revising the Zhu Family Travelogue when she said:

"I'm afraid I'll fall hard from a great height, and it won't be long before I'm condemned by scholars..."

Therefore, before the movable type blocks are carved, this book should be polished first.

At least I'll get scolded less when the time comes.

"Huh? Sister, who is this wooden carving?"

Zhu Wuyao looked up and said:

"This is the master I met when I was traveling. His name is Mu Changying."

"I have learned her skills, so I should offer her some incense as a sign of respect."

Upon hearing this, A-Meng quickly put the unfinished wooden statue back in its original place, bowed, and said that she should also respect the person her older sister respected!

Ten days passed quickly.

These days, Zhu Wuyao has been extremely busy.

Fortunately, the movable type blocks used for printing books in the bookstore were finally all completed.

The Travels of the Zhu Family was also revised, at least the logic is more coherent and there are no obvious contradictions between the beginning and the end.

night.

The newly recruited staff are working together, producing a steady stream of Zhu's travelogues.

With the previous publicity, Biyi City seemed to have its tranquil pool disturbed, and everyone who could read was eagerly anticipating the actions of Chaoxi Bookstore.

I'm just waiting for the much-publicized travelogue of the Zhu family to be published so I can read it as soon as possible.

When the first batch of travelogues were released—

On another continent, in the city of Beixuan, a long queue had formed in front of the Mohen Bookstore.

Today, "The Invincible Path of a Reborn Outer Sect Servant" finally comes to an end.

Hua Ying stopped at the back of the line and said to Xu San'er with a hint of annoyance:

"If you hadn't said you had connections and didn't need to queue, and then I realized I'd been tricked, I wouldn't have arrived so late!"

Xu San'er had already reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, but the older sister in front of him had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage!

He quickly apologized: "Oh! I didn't mean to go back to reselling storybooks, but someone at our Star-Picking Pavilion is offering to buy them with spirit stones!"

"I was blinded by the spirit stones, I was tricked!"