Memorandum of Understanding of the Heavens and Worlds

Chapter 115 To be adapted

Seeing that the two were going to pat their butts and leave, Lin Zhihui couldn't calm down anymore. He received the ghost's order and said, "You just leave like this? Leave this guy. If it goes crazy, I can't stand it."

"What are you afraid of?" Bi Jie pointed to the token in Lin Zhihui's hand with an expression of no big deal: "You have seen the effect, this is a demon-subduing talisman, you will never dare to point to the east, let it bite you Dog, it would never dare to chase a chicken."

Yan Yao also said faintly: "Yes. If it's not possible, you can still recite the mantra, and the effect is not much worse than the binding mantra."

After saying that, the two of them waved their hands and walked away, and the door slammed shut, leaving Lin Zhihui standing there stupidly.

"What kind of nonsense is this?" Lin Zhihui turned his head to look at Zhuying without hesitation, just as he was thinking of saying something, Zhuying got up suddenly, opened his mouth wide, and rushed towards him.

Lin Zhihui was startled, and quickly dodged backwards, but was blocked by the sofa behind him, and he fell headfirst, and Gui Chaling also let go and fell to the ground.

Before he got up, a forked tongue stretched out in front of his eyes, and he went straight to the ghost order. If it snatched it away, it would be over. He jumped forward, grabbed the token, and yelled "Don't move".

The scarlet tongue suddenly stopped in mid-air, Zhu Ying maintained a semi-upright posture, stood still on the spot, her big eyes looked forward motionlessly, after a few seconds, it fell down with a bang, and the sofa immediately appeared A big hole was formed.

The corners of Lin Zhihui's mouth twitched, he got up with lingering fear, and put away the ghost order before he had time to check the damage.

Zhuying didn't get the ghost order, she looked unhappy, ignored Lin Zhihui, turned around and lay down on the corner of the wall, leaving only his butt, knocked down the coffee table and chairs along the way, and stomped heavily kicked.

Lin Zhihui's hands itched for a while, but he didn't dare to do anything to Zhuying. Although his life was safe, Zhuying's destructive power was there. If it was provoked, it didn't matter if it destroyed some furniture. house, he can't afford it.

Glancing at Zhuying, who had made up her mind to be non-violent and non-cooperative, Lin Zhihui ignored it, pulled a surviving chair, took out the ghost order and started researching.

After he got this thing, he didn't take a closer look at it. He thought it was just used to control the phoenix, but he didn't expect that it seemed to have many functions. When Bi Jie left, he was asked to tell Zhuying's affairs to the underworld. But Lin Zhihui didn't know how to use it.

Using the mind sensor token, he didn't get any prompts. Lin Zhihui tried several methods repeatedly, but the token in his hand didn't respond. At this time, it was completely dark outside. He had been busy all day, and his stomach was growling with hunger. , I had no choice but to accept the token and fill the Wu Zang Temple first.

……

Hell.

In the fifth hall, King Yama was working, and suddenly a ghost official walked in quickly.

"My lord, Lin Zhihui and the others have caught Zhuying." The ghost official came to his side and lowered his voice.

King Yan Luo frowned slightly, beckoned and pointed at the wall, a huge black tower hanging upside down was immediately displayed on the water mirror, and then the screen jumped to a dark space, a huge black dragon lizard Sleeping on the ground.

"This..." The clerk was also a little confused and turned to look at the dark face of King Yama: "But that's what Lin Zhihui said, and his ghost order does have an additional life soul, which is exactly The breath of candlelight."

King Yan Luo didn't speak, but carefully looked at the scene in the water mirror, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes, he tossed his sleeves, stood up, and hurried out of the room.

……

Lin Zhihui didn't know that the underworld had already received the news, and he was worried that Zhuying would make a scene at home if he went out, so he didn't dare to go out, so he ordered takeaway. Out of humanitarianism, he also sought Zhuying's opinion and asked what it wanted to do. What to eat, but the result is still ignored, so ignore it.

While waiting outside, Lin Zhihui turned on his computer. The "Top Ten Writers" award show had just ended. Many of the comments below were about the No. [-] in the world not attending. Lin Zhihui glanced at it casually, showing no interest. He stared at the screen in a daze. , I don’t know how Ye Anrong is doing now. She must be given a reasonable explanation for what happened today.

Just now Bi Jie also said no, so he did the same and erased this memory, but Lin Zhihui refused. He didn't want to treat Ye Anrong like this, and was thinking wildly, when the phone rang suddenly, it was Chu Qianning.

Lin Zhihui just remembered that he left suddenly without saying hello to Chu Qianning. Sure enough, as soon as the phone was connected, Chu Qianning roared: "Lin Zhihui, why did you disappear again?"

Naturally, Lin Zhihui couldn't say that I was captured by the gods and had a fight with monsters, so he had to claim that he was in a hurry and had to leave, so he said: "I was in a hurry, so I said hello to Ye Anrong, and I didn't have time Sorry to inform you."

"Forget it, it's not my turn to deal with this matter." Chu Qianning muttered in a low voice, and then said: "Are you at home now? I have something to talk to you about."

Lin Zhihui glanced at the candles that occupied almost half of the living room, how could Chu Qianning come to the door, and said vaguely: "My business is not over yet, I guess I won't be able to go back in a few days."

Chu Qianning was not reluctant. She simply said that after the reorganization, the first big move was to pick out novels with potential for adaptation and adapt them into film and television dramas. Now a list has been made, "God Emperor" "Rise" is also among them. Let him think about it and then write her a reply as soon as possible to implement it.

"A film and television adaptation? But this novel is not finished yet, is it okay?" Lin Zhihui asked a little strangely.

Chu Qianning asked even more strangely: "Why not? Movies are of course not, but if it is a TV series, there are many things that are still being written in the morning when filming starts in the afternoon; and there are no full-length novels, so they can be filmed in seasons. As long as the audience responds well, it doesn’t matter how many seasons we film.”

Hanging up the phone, Chu Qianning quickly sent a document. Lin Zhi opened it and looked at it. It was roughly the same as what was said on the phone. At the end, there was a letter of intent, because he is not the contracted author of Chuangdian, so if he agrees To edit, it is necessary to fill in some specific information.

It is a great affirmation for the author that the novel he wrote can be turned into a film and television work, and it is also a good opportunity to increase his popularity. Naturally, he will not give up in vain, but Lin Zhihui does not intend to sign a contract, otherwise he will lose his freedom. For the current Writing status does not do any good.

Lin Zhihui knocked on the table. Chu Qianning was just an executor and had no right to make decisions. He could only discuss this matter with Ye Anrong himself. It would be better to hit the sun than choose a date, so he might as well make an appointment with her tomorrow to settle the matter once and for all. Lose.

(End of this chapter)