Pei Mingyang was in a complicated mood and left with the first words of the gifted mahjong fairy. He was shocked by both the corpse of the demon and Du Ziyuan''s cartoon.

    Du Ziyuan couldn''t help tutting after he left. This guy was so generous last time. This time, he didn''t even leave 10 liang of gold. He also expected to use the money to customize the maid''s clothes.

    "Forget it, I''d better have breakfast," Du Ziyuan shouted to the bedroom. "Xiao Jin, take out the food. I''m going to eat!"

    "Oh, come!" Xiao Jin answered in the bedroom, then came out with a vegetable basket. She was still licking her lips with her tongue as she walked.

    Du Ziyuan''s face sank when he saw it: "don''t lick it. Where do you lick it a few times?"

    "Ah? What? I, I didn''t steal? Ah ha ha..." Xiao Jin scratched the back of his head and tried to muddle through with a giggle.

    Du Ziyuan pointed to the leftovers eaten by dogs and shouted, "you think I''m blind! Are you going to be an idiot after eating like this?"

    "No, No." Xiao Jin glanced at Du Ziyuan''s eyes.

    "I''ll punish you for a day without food."

    "Ah?! no, master, shall I beat your back?"

    "No, I don''t want to be beaten to death by your little fist."

    "Woo..."

    Fortunately, Du Ziyuan was not very hungry. After casually eating the rest of Xiao Jin''s food, he continued to draw in the studio.

    After the first words were drawn, he was about to start the next content.

    In the next few days, he drove out three words, a total of 97 pages, because there were no new characters on the stage, and the painting was very smooth. Xiao Jin''s existence did not disturb his pace of life, but gradually he adjusted his biological clock back. Now he gets up at 6 o''clock and goes to bed at 12 o''clock every day.

    While he was immersed in drawing comics, Pei Mingyang finally returned to the imperial city of Aolan country.

    Pei Mingyang also came with the novel ghost "Yiye" and his old housekeeper. After settling down the two temporarily, Pei Mingyang went straight to the Mountain Gate headquarters of Tiangang sect.

    Tiangang Zong operates in a wide range of industries, but there are three industries with the greatest influence: musical instrument performance, song and dance drama and novel. These three industries are very special on the whole huntian star, because someone once relied on them to become immortals.

    Pei Mingyang is a disciple of Miao Zhufeng, who is in charge of the novel industry. He went to his master as soon as he returned to the mountain gate.

    "Come back." Pei Mingyang''s master is also his father. Peiyue is the leader of Miaozhu peak, which is equivalent to the chairman of an enterprise. All major events of Miaozhu peak were decided by the "Council" composed of him and the elders.

    Seeing his son''s return, Pei Yue showed a gentle smile. But Pei Mingyang directly ignored: "Dad, I brought Mr. Yiye back, and he also agreed to serialize it in Tiangang Zhi. This is the beginning of his new novel. Look."

    Pei Yue glanced at his son bitterly, but he still took the novel and read it. He nodded as he looked at it: "well, it''s good, it''s worthy of being a ghost once in a thousand years. I believe those old guys won''t have any opinions. Go and prepare to sign a contract with him."

    Pei Yue said that, but he looked up and found that his son had not left. He immediately found that Pei Mingyang seemed to have another manuscript in his hand: "what''s in your hand?"

    Pei Mingyang said, "well, Dad, this time in addition to Mr. Yiye, I met another strange man."

    "Strange man? What a strange method?" Pei Yue suddenly became interested. He knew that his son would not be aimless. It would never be easy to be called a strange man by Pei Mingyang.

    Pei Mingyang took out the portrait painted by Du Ziyuan and handed it to peiyue: "this is what the gentleman painted for his son during the time of a cup of tea."

    Pei Yue was also very curious when he saw that he spoke solemnly. When he took over the painting, he suddenly took a breath of cool air: "hiss - how can this be drawn? Charcoal? How can it be! Charcoal can also draw such a painting?"

    He saw the painting material at a glance, and he was shocked because he saw it. I''ve never seen such a picture! I''ve never seen this before! Everything is so novel!

    "If this kind of painting could be used as an illustration of a novel, it would be amazing!" he and his son made the same judgment.

    But Pei Mingyang shook his head: "I thought so at the beginning, but when I went to see him for the second time, he took out this." he handed over the first sentence of the gifted mahjong fairy in his hand.

    Pei Yue was once again deeply attracted by Du Ziyuan''s painting: "this is another painting style! Can the original characters draw like this? Play mahjong..."

    He looked at it page by page, just as Pei Mingyang was deeply attracted. It''s not surprising that the shock of seeing comics for the first time combined with attractive stories.

    After reading the last page, Pei Yue was disappointed. He grabbed Pei Mingyang''s hand and asked, "what''s next? What''s the next story?"

    Pei Mingyang understands his father''s feelings very much. Why didn''t he do that at the beginning? "Dad, people haven''t painted below."

    "No painting... No painting..." Pei Yue said absently. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, "where''s the master? I want to see him!"

    Pei Mingyang spread his hand: "it''s still in Longjiao village, Haiyan town."

    "What?! why don''t you bring him back! How can you not bring such a talent back!?" Pei Yue yelled somewhat impolitely.

    Pei Mingyang smiled bitterly: "I want to bring him back, but people don''t want to move. He said that cooperation is OK, but he will never move. We can only send someone to him to get the manuscript."

    "How can there be such a silly person? He can''t live in the imperial city with rich aura, but he wants to live in that small fishing village. Doesn''t he want to live a long life?" peiyue said he couldn''t understand.

    This planet is specially opened up by immortals for future generations. The planet has rich aura. Even ordinary people without cultivation have an average life expectancy of 150. It''s just that cultivating immortals requires too much qualification. No matter how rich the aura is, you can''t cultivate immortals without talent, so the number of immortals has always been relatively rare.

    In contrast, martial artists who only use Reiki to strengthen their physique are much more common. If you live in a place with strong aura all year round, even if you don''t practice martial arts, your life will be extended to a certain extent.

    "This is the last thing I want to say," Pei Mingyang said to Pei Yue after checking to make sure that it won''t be heard by a third party. "This time, I and old five found the remains of three monsters at the painter''s door. According to old five, they were all the great monsters with terrible strength."