They're both female authors, so why is there such a big difference?
Fang Zong thought of Zhou Xiaoning and felt that Zhou Xiaoning was a little girl who seemed quiet on the surface, but was actually daring and would do anything.
If she wants to write a very dark book, she should ask him to help her find very dark people. Isn't she afraid that she will also be tainted by darkness?
Bai Su is different. She's a homebody who considers herself a bit of a show-off, works as an online author, and chats wildly in book clubs. If someone asks her for a reward, she'll blush if she adds "rolling on the ground" to the message.
Honey, you've wasted the 64 ingenious tricks of Lady White Snake!
Fang Zong took out his phone and asked, "Out of money again?"
Just a while ago, he had tipped Bai Su more than a dozen Gold Grand Alliance Masters.
Bai Su nodded: "You know we're all very poor. Toad borrowed money from me, uh, I forgot how much he borrowed. He needed it for his elderly mother's medical treatment and care. Xu Ba has a bedridden father, and there's Little Butterfly, Little Corn, Er Shitou, and so many others. After borrowing from them three times and then refusing to lend again, I ran out of money. It's strange, isn't it? I only lent them a little money, and now they all call me Big Sister, um..."
"Begging for a tip!"
She tried to bend over, but her slender waist, as delicate as a willow leaf, wouldn't bend down; she couldn't bring herself to do it.
With a glare, Xu Ba was lying in mid-air, tumbling and rolling around with Xiao Qing.
"Help the big sister roll on the ground!" Xu Ba shamelessly retorted.
"Big brother, please take care of me! I don't even have money to feed me meat!" Xiaoqing said shamelessly.
When Xiaoqing transforms into a seven or eight-year-old girl, she's ten times more mischievous and adorable than Bai Su.
Fang Zong was speechless. He simply took out his phone, intending to make a donation, but then a notification appeared—
Sorry, your balance is insufficient.
My God, I don't have enough money!
Fang Zong felt that his income was very high, not just ordinary high, but upon closer inspection, first there were the expenses for the library. The collection of books was worth one billion, and the organization and preservation required one-tenth of that amount as working capital. Then there was the school, with more than one hundred children, whose monthly living allowance was nearly twenty million...
That's right, he really had no money left.
Just then, my phone beeped twice, notifying me that someone had transferred over 40 million yuan and another person had transferred over 80 million yuan.
Fang Zong looked at it and got angry.
Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo transferred money to him? What a bastard! Is he the kind of man who lives off women?
Fang Zong angrily gave Bai Su a lot of rewards, considering it as Bai Su's working capital. If he were to step in, the demons might not appreciate it. But if Bai Su stepped in, coupled with Bai Niangzi's innate affability, didn't you hear? She's already the big sister.
Even if you filter it through another layer, it's all within your own power base!
Fang Zong, having already made his own calculations, finished the transfer and promptly put his phone away.
The money was given to me by my own sister...
Mmm, it smells delicious!
August 5, 2019.
Three poles in the sun!
"Meow, how scary! Meow meow meow!"
The sun was shining brightly outside, and the little yellow cat, which had disappeared for several days, came running back, hiding in Fang Zong's collar and asking questions repeatedly:
"Has Bai Su left?"
Has the man in black left?
"Meow, has the peacock left?"
Oh no, it's so scary! They're all ancient monsters! He's just a little cat who's lived for thirty years, he can't protect them!
Finding that Fang Zong had a good relationship with the other party and was not in any danger, he simply pretended to be an ordinary cat and sneaked into the underground passage, jumping around as if he were catching mice.
Fang Zong glared at him: "Look at you, you coward!"
"Meow! It's in our nature to bully the weak and fear the strong. Have you ever seen a cat that specifically seeks out dogs to fight?"
Fang Zong: "Tom."
Little Yellow Cat: "You're kidding me!"
Fang Zong decisively grabbed the little yellow cat, which was covered in the stench of the sewer, lifted it by its big foot, and shot it into the air.
You're bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and you're still gloating, huh? I love bullying those who bully the weak and fear the strong... cat!
After kicking Hu Batian into the sky like a shooting star, Fang Zong stood in the room prepared for him by the Ghost Killing Team in Xiguan City, looking out the window.
Outside, people were coming and going. The area where the small white building was located had been teeming with people. The residents had already returned home, having suffered no losses. In fact, each of them received an extra two thousand yuan in living allowance. They were all smiling as they recounted their amazing journey.
However, a coffin was brought out from Xiaobailou. Regardless of the circumstances, Xue Laowu was a member of the Dao Alliance, and the Dao Alliance specially sent people to seal the coffin and carry it away.
Forget about Blood Old Fourth; there wasn't even a trace left.
"Is anyone home?" Suddenly someone knocked on the door.
Fang Zong waved his hand back, and the wind from his palm opened the door, allowing a young man dressed in a Taoist robe to enter.
The boy looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, but his eyes and brows conveyed a sense of having weathered many storms. Fang Zong didn't know who he was, but still smiled and gestured, "Please sit down."
It's just a bit strange.
He's clearly a boy, but he doesn't have a single bit of masculine energy. Logically speaking, at this age, he should already be starting to think about puberty, right?
"My name is Chunyinzi," the boy introduced himself.
Fang Zong nodded with a smile on his face, but he felt very uncomfortable inside.
He really is a 'pure yin boy', a boy with pure yin energy.
He felt that the other person resembled the Grand Eunuch Zhou Wu!
Chunyinzi looked at Fang Zong with curiosity. As the only true disciple of the Tiangang Master's Dao, he couldn't help but feel increasingly curious about Fang Zong.
He knew about the relationship between the Blood Fiend Sect and the Empress, as well as the vicious things the Blood Fiend Sect had done in the past and present. However, he felt that the Daoist sect, as the leader of the Daoist school, was like an official ghost-slaying team and needed to provide evidence.
He thought that the Heavenly Gang Master told Fang Zong all this so that Fang Zong could find evidence and then carry out the extermination.
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