Shemei Wanwen looked at the newspaper that he had laid out, and his whole body fell into excitement.
Perfect!
Immediately, Sheming Wenwan sighed deeply.
This newspaper is indeed perfect, but it’s a pity that I dare not publish it!
This issue is not so much a newspaper as it is the dark history of a certain monster sage who wishes to remain anonymous.
Most of these dark histories are based on real events, and then processed by a small amount of "artistic" impartiality and integrity.
Although he described it very vaguely, he did not mention the name of the monster sage.
Instead, the entire article is called a certain monster sage, a certain Yakumo, a certain purple, and a certain gap monster.
I believe that not many people can guess that Yakumo is purple.
but
However, as a fair and honest man, how could he say bad things about others behind their backs?
That’s right, it’s because of my beautiful qualities, She Ming Wen Wan, that I can’t slander monsters and sages. It’s not because I, She Ming Wen Wan, am afraid of rolling my face on the keyboard!
As a professional journalist, I know who I can offend and who I cannot offend.
The dark history of sending Xiao Se before was because Sheming Fumimaru felt that Xiao Se would not care about it.
It emits a dark history similar to Kazami Yuka.
It was because Shemei Fumimaru knew that big youkai like Kazami Yuka had a bad temper.
Speed is their weak point.
At least, they can't catch up with themselves.
What can you do if you can’t catch up with yourself?
At most, it’s like smashing up your own newspaper office~
I have built more than ten newspapers like this!
Yakumo Purple is completely different.
Yakumo Murasaki's gap power can defeat a speed monster like herself.
As long as it is within her range of perception, the old woman can appear behind him at any time, allowing her face to have an intimate contact with the ground.
It is even very possible that it is a negative distance contact.
Somewhat disappointedly, he stuffed the newspaper full of Yakumo Shikoku's history into the safe, and at the same time stuffed another newspaper into the next issue of the newspaper.
It seems that Yakumo Murasaki’s dark history can only be used to entertain herself from now on.
Next
Next, I have to find new materials myself!
There’s been a lot of explosive news coming out these days!
I heard that Hua Yingxiong, the pretender, was being chased by a guy named "Invincible" a few days ago.
What a Chinese hero, don’t run away, you are my lifelong enemy, I must let you know how powerful I am~
What words of tiger and wolf!
I still have to follow up on the reports myself!
As for the newspaper published.
Then there is no need to operate it yourself.
This is also one of the benefits of coming to this world.
Previously, when I was in Gensokyo.
Even humans don't want to work in a newspaper.
Not to mention other monsters.
When he sees himself, he either rushes over with an indignant expression, or he acts as if he is avoiding the god of plague.
Sheming Wenwan felt that he couldn't blame these people.
After all, journalists who report on the ugly side of society are always not recognized by the people.
It's been much better since I came to this world.
At least, you only need to write the manuscript every time, and someone will do the printing or distribution later.
Not long after Sheming Wenwan left, a hand as white as jade poked out of the void next to the safe.
Immediately, the space shifted, and the two documents quietly moved to another position.
The erhu sounds lingering, and Wuming stands with his hands behind his back.
"Today is another day of peace!"
"Wu Ming, can you come down and talk?"
Yasuo put down the suona in his hand and looked up at Wuming high up with a helpless expression.
I have maintained this posture for a long time.
Yasuo felt that if he waited for him to go back, he would probably suffer from a stiff neck.
Damn it, why does Wuming always like to stand high and have people look up at him~
"Boom~"
There were bursts of thunder, and Wuming's body dispersed with the wind, appearing next to Yasuo the next moment.
"Hey, you actually came down?"
Yasuo said in surprise.
The two of them had just maintained this posture for a long time.
To be honest, if you don't take the first action, you will feel like losing to the opponent.
Yasuo felt that he might not be able to bear it for a long time.
After all, his early performance was really cool.
He looks so handsome when he appears, but if he can't keep up with his style later, wouldn't it be too cheap?
It was like a movie I saw some time ago.
In the opening scene, the three handsome men appeared and lit up their cigarettes, all showing off their magic skills. They were even more mythical than mythical.
What happened later?
Later, I kept the same posture for an entire afternoon~
He and Wuming were in this state just now.
What I didn't expect was that Wuming actually jumped down from the top this time.
Could it be that, since you haven't been killing zombies in the past few days and have been playing the suona to cultivate your character, your performance has invisibly improved to a higher level?
Yasuo thought narcissistically.
"Thunder."
Wuming put away his erhu and said calmly.
"Thunder, does thunder have anything to do with you?"
Yasuo asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Could it be that Wuming was drying his clothes at home?
When he thought about drying his clothes, Yasuo suddenly felt a little scared.
There was a monk named Tang Sanzang next door.
Even though I was seeking Buddhist scriptures, I just ran here if I had nothing to do.
How can I not get used to the food on the westbound journey?
It’s normal to not be used to food!
You can't make Sichuan people eat sweets.
Of course, that doesn’t mean you can’t eat it at all. There are even stewed chicken noodles with mushrooms on supermarket shelves, and this kind of confusing operation is common.
What's up with some sweets?
However, eating it every day is a bit beyond what ordinary people can tolerate.
When he came back, he came back and chattered all day long.
What are you talking about? People are born from humans, and monsters are monsters.
If there is any thunder, he can beep for ten minutes without repeating anything.
Too scary!
"If you stand too high, you may be struck by lightning easily!"
Wuming looked at Yasuo and explained seriously.
Yasuo
So, you really got struck by lightning because you were showing off!
"Wow~"
A newspaper fell slowly from the sky, and Wuming reached out to catch it.
Although it is now possible to directly understand news from various places through the World Tree Network.
However, I prefer this traditional way of reading.
Think about it~
When I get old in the future and my hair is all gone.
Just wear flip-flops, find a mental hospital, sit at the door and read the newspaper, and look at the mentally ill people.
What a wonderful life in Dopa~
"I'll wipe it!"
The next moment, Calm Ru Wuming couldn't help but exclaimed.
"It's as gentle as the breeze, so why be so excited!"
Yasuo rolled his eyes at Wuming and said calmly.
As the Gale Swordsman, we have never seen anything like this before.
"Is she crazy?!"
A quarter of an hour later, looking at the newspaper in his hand, Yasuo felt that this guy was shooting Ming Fumimaru.