Chapter 34 Qin Mu's Peach Blossom Tribulation
I don’t know if the other party received the automatic reminder, but this salty fish didn’t send any more messages.
After Yunmo finished reading her own post, she thought about it for a while.
In this day and age, everyone can be famous for 15 minutes, and equally, they can be out of fashion within a week.
Fish only have a memory of seven seconds, and without continuous stimulation, netizens' memories are not much better.
If Yun Mo wants to quickly accumulate fans and thus accumulate faith points through the Star Network, she has to keep providing stimulation.
What kind of stimulation is most effective?
She read countless analysis posts and found that satisfying physiological needs was at the bottom, followed by safety needs, and then there was all kinds of bragging.
Isn't there a saying that life is a repetitive cycle between bragging and watching others brag?
The third thing, Yunmo decided to promote.
Of course, she wasn't bragging herself, she wanted others to brag for her, the kind of bragging that took pride in successfully forwarding her talismans.
It has been quite some time since the last “Lucky 500”, so it’s time to create another wave of glory.
Yun Mo considered it for a moment and decided that talismans like peach blossom talismans and change-of-heart talismans, which might go against a person's original wishes, were not suitable for dissemination through this channel.
The more suitable ones now are the wealth-attracting talisman and the Wenchang talisman. Let’s get the Wenchang talisman first.
After all, academic success is not only the wish of countless students, but also the wish of parents.
After thinking about it, Yunmo quickly put away the lunch box and returned to the room.
She sat upright at the table, carefully drew a Wenchang talisman, then took a photo and forwarded it.
Called my dad: "Wenchang Fu 500, wishing you academic success, effective for the first 500 people."
During this period of time, she had been constantly draining and replenishing her mental strength, and she felt that her realm seemed to have improved.
Although this Wenchang talisman cannot be said to be very advanced, it is not bad compared to the last fortune-bringing talisman.
Yunmo WB now has more than three million fans. From the conversation between the two girls just now, we can feel how much importance students attach to exams.
Sure enough, just five minutes after it was sent out, the number of reposts exceeded one hundred, and in less than half an hour, it exceeded five hundred.
"Wenchang Talisman? Great, it takes up the sofa!"
"Ahhh, don't rush, I'll log in with my son's account first, leave me one chance!"
"I want one too. I'm calling my sister. Please be slow..."
Besides these people, there are also haters. "You write to me about everything. Do you have brains?"
"Yeah, if everything can be changed by forwarding something, why bother working so hard?!"
"This OP is definitely not trying to make money or post anything harmful, otherwise I would definitely fight her..."
Yun Mo stared at Star Network for a while. The number of reposts was still increasing, but with her small number of fans, it was still not enough.
Her soul is still in a damaged state, so faith is particularly important to her.
Speaking of the primordial spirit, according to the Yun family's inheritance, "the nature of nothingness is called the primordial spirit." Only a few people who study metaphysics can form the primordial spirit after opportunities and hard work.
Yuan Shen power is similar to mental power, also containing enormous energy within the mind. Yuan Shen is also directly related to the cultivation of virtue. The more virtue one accumulates, the more invisible support, or faith, the Yuan Shen draws upon.
Roughly speaking, the soul has 10 levels and three realms, divided into early stage (levels 1-3), middle stage (levels 4-6) and late stage (levels 7-10).
No one knows the limit of spiritual power, but at least, the higher the level of the talisman, the more spiritual power is required.
However, reaching the Primordial Spirit realm is extremely difficult. Besides consuming faith power, it also drains a large amount of spiritual energy. Some people, after decades of hard training, may only reach the peak of Level 3 due to aptitude or opportunity.
Yun Mo was not very old at that time, but he had already reached level 4, which was quite amazing.
However, after exploring for so many days, Yun Mo vaguely felt that the relationship between the soul and mental power was very mysterious.
For example, before, she needed the assistance of her primordial spirit to draw talismans with her mind concentrated. Now, she first converts her mental power into spiritual power and then extracts spiritual power into primordial spirit power to use in drawing talismans. It always feels like she has gone in a huge circle.
She tried to draw the talisman directly with her mental power, but it didn't work. She didn't know what else she hadn't figured out.
At this moment, her soul was like a broken net. She had a level 4 foundation but could not exert the strength of a level 1.
It wasn't very obvious before the team battle, but during this special recruitment, Yun Mo discovered that if she didn't have the power of faith, her soul would instead draw on her mental power. If too much was drawn, the consequences of a mental breakdown would be very serious.
No matter how I think about it, I feel that the future is uncertain and my life is in danger.
We must speed up the process of increasing our faith.
Yunmo's eyes searched through the top few popular accounts, watching and wondering if she could ride on their popularity...
Qin Mu has been a little uneasy recently. With Yun Mo's previous advice, he has been very careful and has not encountered any setbacks. But today, he accidentally took out the talisman given by Yun Mo and found that it had turned black.
It's not the natural black of paper, but the kind of black that is covered with gray-black lines and corroded.
He couldn't tell what his mood was. It seemed that in the afternoon, Director Sun called him and asked him to help transfer an account. It was a routine reimbursement. It was not the first time they helped each other transfer accounts before, but Director Sun's account was a bit big.
Moreover, it was required that the funds be transferred from the hospital to Qin Mu's personal account first, and then transferred from his personal account to another account.
Qin Mu felt something was not right, especially when he went to get the materials and tripped over the threshold. He immediately remembered the talisman that was burning in his pants.
Qin Mu found an excuse to escape, hoping to use delaying tactics and then ask Yun Mo.
"Amu, what's wrong with you? You look absent-minded." Wang Mingtao stopped beside his hovercraft, saw that he didn't move for a long time, honked the horn, and came over to knock on his window.
Qin Mu raised his head and looked at him: "Nothing serious..."
"Is the young police officer looking for you again?" Wang Mingtao leaned over to the passenger seat and winked at him.
Qin Mu's expression was complicated and he didn't know what to say.
He remembered Yun Mo's warning firmly. Jiang Lei was his romantic calamity, so he kept his distance from this woman.
Who knew that her house was right next to his parents'? Now the enemy had directly penetrated the inside.
"Look at you, you're dying of drought or flood, why doesn't anyone like me? After all, I'm a golden bachelor," Wang Mingtao said sourly.
"Don't mention it anymore," Qin Mu said listlessly.
"Look at you, what happened? Come on, I'll treat you to a meal to relax," said Wang Mingtao.
Qin Mu shook his head. He couldn't figure out anything anyway. Maybe if he chatted with this buddy for a while, he would stop wondering about it.
Qin Mu left a message for Yun Mo, asking her to reply when she was free.
While he was eating, the phone rang many times. He actually hoped that it was Yunmo calling, but it was Jiang Lei who called several times.
Qin Mu didn't answer. He really didn't feel like chatting with Jiang Lei today.
He didn't seem to have any interest in eating this meal, and Wang Mingtao seemed to see through his mood.
"I said, what's wrong with you?"
Qin Mu sighed, "I said I don't know, do you believe me? I'm just feeling down for no reason."
"Are you on your menstrual cycle?" Wang Mingtao laughed, "You don't have that ability either."
"Go to hell," Qin Mu replied, and then continued, "Do you still remember that expert from last time?"
"That deity? I must remember her," Wang Mingtao said excitedly. "Why? Is she willing to see me?"
"Nothing," Qin Mu said a little depressedly, "She said I was a villain and told me to be careful. Wasn't I scared?"
"Ah? Have you really offended someone?" Wang Mingtao asked.
"I'm not sure," Qin Mu took a sip of wine and didn't continue. What if it was a misunderstanding? If Director Sun heard about it, how would he survive in the future?
They were all colleagues, so Wang Mingtao wisely didn't ask some questions that were difficult to ask.
Qin Mu was in a depressed mood and drank a lot of wine. He patted Wang Mingtao's shoulder and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
"Go ahead." Wang Mingtao waved his hand while browsing his circle of friends.
Qin Mu felt a little dizzy. He turned on the faucet to wash his face and heard someone coming from behind.
He thought it was Wang Mingtao who had followed him. Just as he was about to turn around, the man called out to him, "Qin Mu?"
"Yes, it's me." Qin Mu responded, but felt that he had never heard this voice before, so he stood up politely and looked back.
Behind him was a man half a head taller than him. The alcohol made Qin Mu's eyes blurry. Before he could see clearly, he felt a dark shadow rushing towards him.
Under normal circumstances, Qin Mu could at least dodge or avoid being hit directly, but he was a little drunk at the moment, and the other party was bigger than him.
He didn't even have time to raise his hand before the opponent's fist hit his ear.
His eyes went dark and his ears buzzed, then a foul smell came over him. It seemed that the other party had put the toilet paper frame on his head.
"Fuck..." Qin Mu was really angry.
He endured the dizziness and pain, dodged the second attack, and at the same time hit him hard in the stomach.
As a doctor, you always know where it hurts the most.
The man didn't expect him to fight back, so he cursed under his breath and bent down.
"Amu, did you fall in?" Wang Mingtao waited for a long time but he didn't come back, wondering if he was drunk.
My stomach was bloated too, so I came over to take a look.
The man heard the noise and ran out, holding his stomach.
Qin Mu's eyes went dark and he slid to the ground, his ears buzzing and a black shadow appeared in front of his eyes.
Shit... I'll ask that girl later, is this a robbery? Being beaten up in the bathroom for no reason, what does that even mean?!
(End of this chapter)
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