Men are inferior to women

Hearing Yan Gulan's question, Wang Xiuzhu hurriedly took out a newspaper he bought at a high price: "The boy from Wangyue Peak sold this kind of thing called a newspaper at Yujian Peak yesterday, and he talked nonsense on it to confuse the public. The elders are aware."

The virgin took the newspaper and handed it to Yan Gulan.

Only then did Yan Gulan open her eyes, took a look at the newspaper, and frowned immediately: "Xuanji Sect and our Tianjian Sect have been friends for generations, and the sect master Qing Jing Sanren is even more highly respected, how could he chase and kill the elder just because of a young man? Ridiculous, nonsense."

She threw away the newspaper casually, and said to Wang Xiuzhu: "Xiuzhu, take care of yourself. After a month, the Law Enforcement Division will demolish the Moon Peak, and that kid will be driven out of the sea of ​​clouds and mountains. At that time, this elder will vent your anger on you."

Seeing Yan Gulan's statement like this, Wang Xiuzhu didn't dare to say anything more, he glanced at the newspaper on the ground, didn't dare to pick it up, so he could only get up and leave.

After Wang Xiuzhu left, Yan Gulan picked up the newspaper on the ground and turned to the news page, frowning in thought.

Yuyang Sanren seems to have the surname Gao.

Could it be that she really stole the husband of Qing Jing Sanren?

In Yan Gulan Gujing's calm state of mind, a flame called gossip burst out involuntarily.

……

In the Calabash Dimension, Fang Zhou didn't know all kinds of things outside caused by the spread of Mochizuki Daily.

He is taking the gourd babies and is starting to make the second issue of the newspaper.

Chapter 134

If nothing else, it will be available tomorrow!

Strictly speaking, I am not a newcomer. I wrote a 200 million-word book before. I didn’t understand anything at that time, so I lost the copyright. I can only update it to the end of the book for free on the official account. The money earned from 200 million words is returned Not enough for several meals.

This book was originally intended to be written part-time. After all, I knew from the grades that I couldn't do it full-time.

But after the new year, because of the epidemic, after the start of work on the 10th, we always go to work for half a day and rest for half a day. Finally, the boss talked to us a few days ago, saying that the company can’t keep going, and let us leave after this month. Find each mother.

Gan, I didn't expect that I would be unemployed when I went on the shelves tomorrow.

I am not young anymore, I have no skills or education, and it is very difficult to find a job. It took half a year to find a job last time. I thought I could work hard to become a social animal, but I never thought that I would not even be a social animal.

It’s not that I haven’t thought about full-time writing, but I’ve never been a talented writer, and I’m also a handicapped party. In the online literature industry, I don’t have talent and I’m not a human codewriter. It’s not easy to rely on it to make a living.

I scratch my head and update two chapters every day. I try so hard to laugh and feel a headache. After I send it out, I always stare at the backstage to read your comments and votes. A little bit of complaints and dissatisfaction will make me panic.

Looking at the data every day is like stagnant water, my heart is cold, but I am very unwilling.

I really want to live at home by writing and writing, without having to go out and deal with people to make a smile on my face. Unfortunately, reality is a big mountain, and it is too difficult to climb over it. If I am not careful, I will fall to the bottom of the valley, and my body will be covered in bruises.

Intuitively speaking, the results of this book will definitely not allow me to work full-time, but now that the epidemic is underway, there is no way to find a job. Instead, this book has become my only source of income.

So even if there is only full attendance available every month, I will not give up, so you don't have to worry about my eunuch. If I don't have a job, I can update two more chapters.

My pain is your pleasure instead, laugh~

Well, the sell-off is over.

First of all, thank you for your recommendations and rewards for the collection of this book, and thank you for your support all the time. I am very happy, especially when I have collected tens of thousands of books, I was happy all night.

At the same time, I would like to thank the editor Shrimp Dumplings for giving me a second and third chance even though the first recommendation of newcomers and new books did not work well, thank you.

Then there is the issue of updating. Before, all the manuscripts were deleted because the pace was too slow, but now there are very few manuscripts.

After twelve o'clock tonight, I will be on the fifth watch. I will work hard to achieve the five watch goal in the next few days. How long I can last is unknown.

If the grades are good, it is not impossible to directly burst into seeds, and live a life of dragons and tigers to beat the gods in the sky.

In addition, some readers asked about the group, so I created a new group: 1070773057

Originally, I planned to set up a full subscription group to post some subscriptions to this book, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is meant to coerce you to subscribe, and there may not be many full subscriptions, so forget it.

The official account can be searched on WeChat: Xiaoheiwu

Finally, thank you again for your support, thank you!

Chapter 135 134. The Joke of Orange Apricot

In the second issue, we can no longer blatantly write about the Xuan X Sect, otherwise readers will definitely misunderstand that Fang Zhou is deliberately targeting the Xuan Ji Sect, which is not good.

So this time, Fang Zhou asked Erwa to write the headline of today's headline - "Stunned, a certain elder in the Yunshan realm, an elder surnamed He actually ran naked in the sect late at night with his pants on his head. What is behind this is a distortion of human nature Or moral decay?"

The person who broke the news was still Ms. Li Ruyu, who did not want to give her name. She was punished to go to the gate because she broke the news about Elder Gao’s private affairs with the suzerain.

Ms. Li Ruyu also judged that the private life of the elder He was very rich and colorful through the figure of the elder He and the color of the grapes.

Listening to Fang Zhou's dictation, the gourd babies all had a sense of excitement to spy on the secret.

As the saying goes, there are countless times for the first time. The first time they hear this kind of private matter, they will be very worried, afraid to write it out and offend others. After the second time, they will be much less worried.

Instead, the fire of gossip burns brightly.

I didn't expect that the interior of these great sects of immortal cultivators would be so filthy and filthy. It seems that we monsters have seen too little of the world.

After dictating the news, Fang Zhou began to tell jokes. With the previous experience, the gourd babies are mentally prepared this time.

Then laughed like a dog again.

Fang Zhou ignored them, finished the joke in one breath, and said to Cheng Xing, who was almost out of breath from laughing: "You can tell any jokes you have heard before, and if it is funny, you can put it in the newspaper."

"really?"

Cheng Xing's eyes lit up, she put her hand to her mouth and coughed, and said seriously: "Then I'll tell a very, very funny joke, don't make your stomach hurt from laughing after listening to it."

Fang Zhou nodded calmly and let her speak.

Cheng Xing took a deep breath, and said what she thought was the funniest joke: "One wife lost her husband, and she had sex with monks and priests during the funeral, and she conceived a child, and the monks and Taoists fought each other over who was his blood, and it was unresolved for a long time. When the son was born and grew older, people asked him, and the son replied, "I was born of a monk. The Taoist said angrily, "how can you see that?" The Master said: "I was in my mother's womb. I only saw monks coming in and out, but I never saw you a Taoist priest." "

"Hahaha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Xing and the other gourd babies laughed together, tears almost bursting out of their eyes.

Although she has said this joke many times, it is so funny every time.

Fang Zhou looked at her expressionlessly.

Smiling and smiling, Cheng Xing's smile gradually disappeared: "Isn't it funny?"

Fang Zhou thought for a while and said, "It's average."

This joke is really good, I didn't expect that Erwa is also an old Siji, no wonder the inner joke I said before can be understood in seconds.

But Fang Zhou has been baptized by countless jokes and jokes from sand sculpture netizens in his previous life, and his jokes can be said to be as high as Mount Everest. This joke can't touch his jokes at all.