What a lucky world!

Chapter 35: I wish money would fall from the sky... Hmm? Really?

"Liu Zuo is the soul slave of that fox demon..." Xuan Ji licked her lips and said.

"Soul slave?" Zhang Mu blinked, his eyes clear. "What's the difference between a soul slave and a demon servant?"

"You don't know, meow?" Xuan Ji looked at Zhang Mu, sat down, and said, "Demon servants are subordinates controlled by demons."

"But soul slaves are different."

"Speaking of which, it has to start from the battle of destiny in ancient times."

"When a living being is born, all its fate is predetermined. But once a living being embarks on the path of cultivation, it is tantamount to defying heaven and changing its destiny."

"Only with the blessing of destiny can one obtain the immunity of heaven and earth and move forward on the path of cultivation without worrying about being afflicted by heaven and earth disasters."

"In the ancient battle of destiny, the human race ultimately triumphed, becoming the protagonist of heaven and earth and depriving the demon race of their destiny."

"So the current demon race has no luck. If they practice cultivation, they will suffer from heavenly tribulation. Otherwise, why do you think humanity is still thriving despite the demon race's talent?"

It was the first time Zhang Mu heard of such a thing, and he felt a sense of surprise as if he was listening to a story.

Xuan Ji was very pleased with Zhang Mu's flattery and continued, "However, the demon tribe is not without a solution to this situation."

"The most common one is cannibalism."

"Do you think the demons eat human flesh? No, they eat the innate luck of humans."

"Mate is also possible."

"In storybooks, there are often stories of young scholars encountering fox spirits or rabbit spirits at night, and then a stormy night leads to a happy ending."

"The storyteller said it was absorbing men's yang energy. That's pure nonsense."

"What we are actually absorbing is the luck of the young scholar."

"So you see, those scholars who had romantic encounters basically never passed the imperial examinations, and they were often plagued by illnesses later on."

"To say you've become sick with lovesickness is actually to say you've exhausted your luck and are no longer tolerated by heaven and earth."

"There is another type that is most effective, which is soul slavery."

Zhang Mu listened to Xuan Ji talking so much in her smoky voice, and quickly poured her a bowl of water, placed it in front of Xuan Ji, and asked her to continue.

Xuan Ji lowered her head and licked her water twice before continuing, "The demon race has a secret method. They can find a human with a destiny that matches their own, and through this secret method, draw the other person's luck to themselves."

"This kind of person is called a soul slave."

"But it's not that easy to find someone with a matching destiny. Many demons may not be able to find one even after decades, and when they break through, they can only withstand the heavenly tribulation."

At this point, Xuan Ji looked at Zhang Mu and said, "Why do you think Liu Zuo has the fox demon's heart blood, which allows him to suddenly burst into flames? Why does he have a wisp of the fox demon's soul in his body, which allows him to lock onto you?"

"You killed Liu Zuo, which is equivalent to cutting off the fox demon's future path of cultivation."

"Tell me, does the fox demon hate meow?"

Zhang Mu: (ˇˇ)
After listening to Xuan Ji's explanation of the whole story, Zhang Mu began to understand the fox demon a little.

But what could we do under the circumstances at that time?

However, Zhang Mu got back to the point: "Then... do you know who wants to attack me?"

Xuan Ji stood up and shook her head: "I don't know about that."

"Demon servants usually hide very deeply."

Zhang Mu thought about it, stretched out his hand, and lifted Xuan Ji in front of him.

Xuan Ji: (=`ェ=；)?

Zhang Mu kissed Xuan Ji on the forehead.

Xuan Ji: (*ΦωΦ*)
"Put me down meow..."

"I'll check again..."

After putting Xuan Ji down, Zhang Mu felt a little headache as he watched her disappear from his sight.

I thought I could relax for a few days, but that fox demon actually did this to me again.

Ultimately, you still have to improve yourself as quickly as possible.

If I had the same level of cultivation as Song Yuanqing now, I could just rush out of the city and kill the fox demon and be done with it. Why would I have to choose between being a coward and enduring humiliation?

"I have to keep climbing the leaderboard and strengthening my innate martial luck!" Zhang Mu thought to himself. But then, he was back to the old problem.

To brush up the rankings, you need silver, and to buy elixirs, you also need ready-made silver!

So, how do you get money?

If I think about it carefully, as a time traveler, the only skills I have left with me are the accounting skills I mastered when starting my business and the famous poems I need to recite.

His accounting skills have earned him his first pot of gold. Whether it is Mr. He's free student quota or the audit of Qianyuan Wuzhai, he has made a lot of money, but this is all he can do.

He can't just quit his job at the escort agency and open an accounting training class in this world.

As for poetry…

When he first crossed over, he didn't understand the situation. He wondered if this world of extraordinary martial arts didn't like poetry, so he didn't dare to set his sights on it. But later, he paid special attention and discovered that the rhythm of poetry in this world was similar to that of his previous life, and that traditional poetry was still sought after. Although many of the poems he remembered contained allusions, there were still many that he could use.

but!

There is no way to cash it out!

Wan'an County is just a county town. There are neither various literary gatherings nor prostitutes in brothels who need poetry and prose to increase their value, so naturally there is no buyer's market.

A trip to the provincial capital might yield some results, but he couldn't leave the county at all now.

Perfectly blocking the road to wealth!
"There is no lottery in this world, otherwise we could try our luck..." Zhang Mu complained casually, but then his eyes lit up.

lottery ticket?

In his previous life, he had participated in many activities of buying lottery tickets and winning cars. In fact, the car cost 70,000 or 80,000 yuan, but in the end he sold lottery tickets for 400,000 or 500,000 yuan.

But soon, Zhang Mu shook his head.

He can't do it.

First of all, he has no capital.

Secondly, there are supernatural powers in this world after all, and who knows what means the other party has.

Of course, the most important thing is that there are no fools in any world. As long as he dares to do it, there will be people who dare to keep an eye on him.

No need, no need.

Or think of another way.

……

At the same time, at Wu's house.

A candle's flame danced, illuminating the faces of the two people.

Wu Xiangui, the accountant of Yuanwei Escort Agency, is entertaining a special guest.

"Mr. Wu, Brother Han was exposed in prison last time, so it is inconvenient for him to come. Therefore, he specifically asked me to visit you at your home and say hello to you." The visitor was a young man who looked to be in his twenties. He spoke elegantly and looked more like a Confucian scholar.

"You're welcome." Wu Xiangui waved his hand. "Brother, what brings you to Wan'an County this time? Is there anything I can do for you?"

"This time, it's mainly for Brother Chen Gui, the jailer at the county government office," the young man said with a smile. "Last time, regarding the Sanpao incident, we used Brother Chen Gui as a hidden chess piece. Logically, he should have gone up the mountain with Brother Han. But Brother Chen Gui was worried that if he just left, it would harm his relatives and friends, so he delayed for a few days."

"Today I am here to take Brother Chen Gui up the mountain. From now on, we will no longer be subject to government control or the master's bullying, and we will enjoy a carefree life together."

"I'm so envious when I hear that..." Wu Xiangui smiled, "I have to congratulate Brother Chen Gui."

"There's one more thing," the young man continued. "Brother Han said that there was a small accountant in your escort agency named Zhang who was imprisoned with him."

Wu Xiangui nodded when he heard this: "Yes, but he is no longer an accountant, but a warrior of the first rank."

"Oh? Then I'll have to tell Brother Han about this when I get back." The young man said, pulling out a silver note from his sleeve and handing it to Wu Xiangui, saying, "Brother Han told me that during the previous night raid on Wang's residence, this Mr. Zhang was keeping watch outside for him."

"We stole six large boxes of gold, silver, jewelry, calligraphy, and paintings from Wang's residence, totaling 6,340 taels of silver. According to the rules of the stronghold, 70% is returned to the public, and the rest is divided among the people. Here is 100 taels of silver, which is Brother Han's hard work fee for Mr. Xiao Zhang."

Wu Xiangui took the banknote and nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely pass it on to him."

……

In the guest room of the escort agency, Zhang Mu, who really couldn't think of a way to make money, turned over in bed, looked at the beams, and muttered -

"I want to be on the charts, I want to become stronger..."

"I'm not saying anything, even if time travel has happened, can't the sky just drop some silver for me out of nowhere?"

(End of this chapter)