The fact that you have an eternal appearance and remain youthful has a mysterious allure to women.
Liu Hanyan was so excited that Li Mu's wrist was so bruised that he grabbed her. Li Mu seriously doubted whether she was taking the opportunity to retaliate.
There are indeed beauty-resident charms. In addition, there is also the beauty-resident technique. Some female cultivators who are more concerned about their appearance mostly practice this technique. Therefore, in the cultivation world, it is difficult to judge a woman by her appearance.
Find out whether she is eighteen or eighty years old.
Li Mu probably knew why Liu Hanyan was so excited.
She is different from Wanwan. Judging from her daily habits, she seems to have the kind of body that puts on weight easily when drinking water, so she diets for a long time to maintain her figure.
Li Mu did not agree with this kind of behavior that was almost masochistic.
Life is short, food, clothing, housing and transportation are the necessities of life. If you can't even eat what you want, what's the point of life?
"I want that kind of talisman..." Liu Hanyan grabbed Li Mu's hand and said eagerly: "You can give me a price, whatever it is..."
Li Mu did not forget that he still owed Liu Hanyan ten taels of silver, and the favor he owed her could not be measured in money. He freed his hand and said, "There's no need to talk about money. I'll wait until I'm free in the evening."
Okay, try to draw a picture for you..."
After appeasing Liu Hanyan, Li Mu closed the courtyard door and walked to the county government office.
"Li Mu, you did a good job..."
"Master Zhang personally praised the three of you yesterday, but it's a pity that you weren't here."
"You even dare to touch the Zhao family. I admire you for your courage..."
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The Zhao Yong case was the highlight moment for Li Mu and Zhang Shan Li Si. When Li Mu walked into the Yamen, many police officers took the initiative to say hello to him.
After staying outside for a while and chatting with everyone, Li Mu walked into his check-in room.
Today's check-in was unusually quiet. Lao Wang was not here, Zhang Shan did not play dice, and sat in his seat honestly. Li Si was even rarer and did not lie down on the table to catch up on his sleep...
Li Mu was confused when a faint scent of fragrance suddenly came from behind.
Smelling this familiar fragrance, Li Mu turned around and said in surprise: "Boss, when did you come back?"
Every time he saw Li Qing, he felt inexplicably at ease. It seemed that as long as she was around, there would be no problem that couldn't be solved, and that was exactly the case.
Whether it's the method of condensing souls, curing diseases and exorcising evil spirits, or searching for memories, she can always provide a solution to whatever problem Li Mu encounters.
"I just came back." Li Qing looked at him, a strange look suddenly flashed on his face, and said, "Come out with me."
Zhang Shan looked at Li Mu following Li Qing out with confusion, and murmured: "What exactly is the boss going to tell Li Mu, and why is he avoiding us?"
He thought about it again and immediately guessed the reason.
Li Mu was suffering from some kind of serious illness, and it happened that the leader returned to the sect, surely to find a way to save him. Among the few practitioners in the county government, she was the only one who cared so much about her subordinates.
Thinking of Li Mu's illness, he sighed and said, "I hope the boss can do something..."
Li Qing walked outside the check-in room and said to Li Mu: "Give me your hand."
Li Mu stretched out his hand without thinking.
Li Qing put two fingers on his wrist, guiding the magic power to circulate in his body. Then he let go and said with some surprise: "In just a few days, your magic power has improved so much. Could it be that you have already improved it so much?"
Successfully condensed one spirit..."
Li Mu smiled and said, "Thanks to Miss Lin Wan, otherwise the first soul would not have gathered so quickly."
Li Qing looked at him, with admiration in his eyes, and said, "I heard about that case. You did a good job."
Li Mu said sheepishly: "Yes, it is our duty to uphold justice and redress the grievances of the people."
After saying that, he handed the Qinghong Sword to Li Qing and said: "Take this sword back. I have a certain ability to protect myself now. The errands you encounter on weekdays are more dangerous than mine."
Need it more."
Li Mu now has many cards, so she does not need this magical weapon to defend herself. Li Qing, on the other hand, usually handles more dangerous cases than Li Mu and the others. Without the Qinghong Sword, her strength will be greatly reduced.
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Li Qing took the Qinghong Sword and said, "Wait a moment."
She walked into the check-in room and walked out quickly. She handed another sword that was somewhat similar to Qinghong to Li Mu and said, "This sword is for you. This is the sword I use in the Soul Refining Realm. It is just right for now."
You, with it, if you encounter an ordinary evil spirit again, you can kill it with one sword. There is also a sword manual, which I have placed on the check-in table. Remember to practice it frequently."
"Thank you, boss."
Li Mu is not hypocritical. Although he does not want to owe others anything, he will not refuse others' wishes.
Instead of pretending to shirk, it is better to accept it calmly, keep this friendship in mind, and look for opportunities to repay it slowly in the future. He did the same to Liu Hanyan, and the same to Li Qing.
However, in terms of status, Li Qing was taller than him, and in terms of strength, ten Li Mu were no match for her. In a short period of time, Li Mu could not think of a chance to repay her.
"Go on patrol." Li Qing didn't say much, but when he left, he turned around and added.
"The sword's name is Bai Yi."
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Although Li Qing only gave him his old things, Li Mu was still happy.
Bai Yi Sword is inferior to Qinghong Sword and is more suitable for the current Li Mu. Compared with Li Qing, his magic power is low and he cannot exert the true power of Qinghong Sword.
What's more, magic weapons need to be warmed and maintained. What determines the strength of a magic weapon is often not the magic weapon itself, but the owner of the magic weapon. As long as Li Mu often uses magic power to control it, sooner or later it will become the same as the Qinghong Sword.
The first soul has condensed, and Li Mu no longer needs joy. When patrolling the streets, his mood is much more relaxed, and his eyes no longer look at those old women.
After a round of inspection, he found nothing unusual. Li Mu went home, changed into regular clothes, and then walked out of the house again.
After submitting the manuscript for "Liao Zhai" last time, he was distracted by Lin Wan's case and never went to the bookstore to inquire about it until today.
The reason why I changed into regular clothes is because the identity of a police officer really does not fit the character of a scholar. Those who make a living by writing books are all down-and-out scholars. The clothes they wear are shabby, which is more in line with the image of a down-and-out scholar.
Of course, the most important point is that officials in the Zhou Dynasty were not allowed to engage in business. Although writing books does not count as doing business, it is still a bit of a blur, and it is better to keep a low profile.
Li Muxian came to the first bookstore, walked to the counter, and said, "Help me check whether the manuscript I submitted last time has been selected."
The shopkeeper glanced at him sideways and asked: "Name?"
Li Mu said: "Pu Songling."
The shopkeeper rummaged through a thick book for a long time and finally found one. He shook his head and said, "Yours doesn't meet our requirements. You'd better go to another store to have a look..."
Being rejected by the first bookstore was not what Li Mu expected.
After all, there are so many monsters in this world, and famous stories from another world may not be able to replicate their glory here.
Besides, the reviewer's vision and taste will affect the final result.
So he didn't put his eggs in the same basket, but put them in several bookstores at the same time. After walking out of the first bookstore, Li Mu walked to the second, third, fourth, fifth...
"Each chapter is so short, only a few hundred words. Is that what you wrote? Is it as short as yours? I just started reading and it's already over..."
"Where's the main line? Where's your main line? There's not even a main line. What do you want readers to see?"
"The title of your book is not good, and the content is messy. You should go elsewhere and read it..."
"Sorry, your manuscript does not yet meet our acceptance criteria."
"Our suggestion is to cut it off. Writing this kind of thing down is a waste of time..."
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I don’t know how many times my manuscript was rejected. Li Mu walked out of the last bookstore, looked at the scorching sun above his head, and sighed in his heart, writing is indeed a dead end...
The story format of Liaozhai does not seem to be recognized by these bookstores. It seems that he has to think of other ways to make money.
Just as Li Mu was about to go back, the last shopkeeper of the bookstore suddenly hurriedly chased him out. Seeing that he hadn't left yet, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said: "Young Master, please stay!"