I, the screenwriter, have experienced a resurgence of inspiration.

"..."

Upon seeing these two props, Qi Yue's face turned pale and then flushed. He suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with heartache, as if he wanted to say something to Song Mo, but then swallowed it back:

"Miss Song, I'll give you a safe specifically for storing props later."

Song Dynasty (late Song Dynasty): "...Thank you."

Only after receiving a response did Qi Yue breathe a sigh of relief and carefully inspect the item under the light.

He must be a professional player, and his skills should be related to appraisal. His hand lightly touched the [Retro Guillotine] and [Witch's Finger], and the item descriptions floated in the air, clearly displayed.

"How is it?" Attorney Fang asked somewhat anxiously.

"no problem."

Qi Yue rewrapped the two items and replied in a low voice:

"It is indeed a silver-level attack item, and the other one is a healing item suitable for ghost-type players. The source is clean, so we can at least confirm that it is not something that the official is pursuing."

He tried to keep his voice down when he spoke, but Song Mo still heard him.

She didn't expose him, but just focused on staring at the flower wall over there. After hearing Qi Yue's words, Attorney Fang immediately made a phone call.

In less than ten minutes, a notification popped up on the Lingjing APP at the end of the Song Dynasty: "Player 'Evelyn Chen' requests confirmation of transaction."

Song Mo raised an eyebrow, unsurprised.

After that, everything seemed to be accelerated.

Attorney Fang's team immediately began working, handing documents to Song Mo one after another. They signed, pressed fingerprints, took photos, and affixed electronic seals. The agreements regarding deed tax, property tax, and stamp duty were also clearly listed item by item.

The agency fee was settled on the spot and transferred to the agency's account in full.

Even before the housing management bureau closed for the day, the house had already been transferred to someone else's name, and the black box and security key for the hillside villa had been handed over to Song Mo.

"Ms. Song, the property transaction is complete. Congratulations."

Attorney Fang smiled politely and handed over a business card:

"Our law firm, Dacheng Law Offices, has branches all over the country and does business with many related companies. If Ms. Song has any similar props in the future, she can also contact me."

"These two items were actually my teammate's personal stash; after selling them, there wasn't much left."

Song Mo complained, half-jokingly, "Ordinary players like us don't have many opportunities to cooperate with you."

"That's not necessarily true."

Standing to one side, Qi Yue looked around the villa and suddenly added:

"I wonder if Miss Song is familiar with 'Emperor's Dew'?"

"I know, it's not something that appears in fantasy novels. It's said to be a rare treasure that emerges once every sixty years, and plants and animals that absorb it will gain sentience."

Song Mo was taken aback, not understanding why the other party suddenly brought this up:

"You guys still have something like this???"

—Taoists say that the essence of the moon contains the Emperor's nectar. The book "Zi Bu Yu" records, "The moonlight on the night of Shen contains the Emperor's nectar, which is shaped like countless olives with ten thousand golden threads strung together and hanging down to the human world. Plants and trees that receive its essence can become demons."

But that's just the novel's setting. She hasn't even started filling in the details yet, so how could it already exist?!

"No, no, Miss Song, you've misunderstood," Qi Yue quickly explained.

"You may not have seen the Lingjing APP. From yesterday to now, there have been news reports of spiritual objects appearing in many places. Some people have even discovered traces of similar plants in real life."

Therefore, many players suspect that last night's "abnormal lunar phase" was actually the imperial lava spray recorded in the data.

On the Lingjing app, people have already started buying up the plants that grow abnormally under the moonlight.

After hearing this, Song Mo fell silent:

Hmm... how should I put this?

Imperial Dew – The Essence of the Moon.

The moon blinks – automatically generating a copy; the copy's energy overflows and feeds back into the real world.

After all, no one has ever seen the real "Imperial Dew".

It can be a liquid, energy, or even something intangible.

If she wasn't the mastermind behind it all, it's hard to say with certainty that this thing isn't "Emperor's Dew".

Is this what they mean by "you just make things up, and the players will fill in the blanks for you"?

She hasn't even figured out how to explain the "moon blinking" thing yet, how come the players have already come up with specific settings and explanations for her?

"right."

Song, the screenwriter who was known for his laziness, said with a serious expression and unwavering certainty: "That night, it was the Emperor's Dew!"

Yes! That's exactly how she wrote it! (Hands on hips.)

—They showed absolutely no remorse for stealing the players' guesses.

……

……

In the late Song Dynasty, people didn't pay attention to auspicious days when moving.

That day, the Chen family sent more than a dozen people, several large industrial vacuum cleaners, and four cleaning trucks, who worked in the manor for a full four hours.

When Song Mo took A Zhu and A Yan back inside at nine o'clock in the evening, the entire mansion had been completely renovated.

The ground was so shiny it reflected a person's image, and the windows and tables were spotless.

All traces of previous residents living here have been completely removed, and all bedrooms have been fitted with new bedding.

Inside the main building, the refrigerators on both floors were filled with fresh fruits and vegetables, and all the ingredients had been replenished.

The wine cellar was also wiped down, but none of the wine inside was touched.

The garden is even more extravagant.

The rampant weeds were cleared away by the roots, the rose wall was trimmed into a beautiful curve, and the dead ornamental trees were replaced with graceful Podocarpus macrophyllus.

The fish pond was also cleaned, and spotlights were turned on along the edge, illuminating the brightly colored koi.

A waterfall cascades down the artificial hill, filling the entire garden with the beauty of a traditional Chinese garden.

……

"My lord! My lord! So many fish!"

Ah Yan plunged into the water and frolicked, only her head and loose hair showing. She even threw all her treasured little ghost "toys" into the water.

—Below the artificial waterfall, in the pond, countless koi carp opened and closed their mouths, begging for food, while a few pale, dead faces flashed by among them.

Moreover, judging from Ah Yan's enthusiasm, the number of "toys" in the fish pond will only increase.

At the end of the Song Dynasty, after taking one look, he immediately decided to entrust the cleaning of the fishpond to Ni Hulu and absolutely not invite any outsiders to come in and clean it.

Instead of going out to play, Azhu diligently inspected the house, finding and dismantling all the surveillance cameras inside and out.

He was like a black cat entering new territory for the first time, silent and just silently surveying his domain.

Only after confirming that there were no more "eyes" in the entire garden did he jump down from the third-floor terrace, landing behind Song Mo:

"Sir, it's all clean now."

"Then let's just move today and invite everyone back for a meal together."

Song Mo stretched and began calling out to her children one by one. She stretched out her hand and casually wrote a few words in the air. The words folded and transformed into miniature geese, which quickly disappeared into thin air:

[We've moved, everyone's home for dinner tonight.]

【Wild Geese as messengers (Skill): Sorrow is hard to express, only wild geese can deliver messages. Regardless of terrain, distance, or time, wild geese will always carry your thoughts.】

—Since the massive release of dungeons, the skill list in the late Song Dynasty has also exploded.

She receives daily updates to the skill list, and by now, Song Mo herself has lost count of how many skills she has acquired.

Anyway, screenwriters have a few hundred million more skills than others, so it seems normal.

……

In the storage room of a live-streaming building, a large, slick rat was leaning against a cardboard box, holding a new mobile phone with its two front paws.

In the live stream, the big eater was enjoying spicy chicken noodles, while a large rat watched intently, its tail tip swishing left and right.

The storage room was dark, with only the light from the phone screen illuminating his rat-like face with human eyes.

It occasionally grins and lets out a couple of "chirp" laughs from its throat.

Someone in the live stream sent a rocket as a gift, and it tapped the screen with its paw, as if it wanted to give a reward but was reluctant to spend the money.

Suddenly, it felt as if something had gently touched it from a great distance, and the whole mouse froze for a moment.

Then its ears perked up, its whiskers twitched, and its two little eyes started to dart around.

It placed the phone on the ground, curled it up with its tail, and chirped a few times, as if saying "Coming, coming," before shrinking back and disappearing into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

……

……

Deep within the "Ghostly Harbor" instance, beyond the boundary between Yin and Yang, in an upside-down city, small instance fragments are being gradually swallowed up.

Meanwhile, deep within an office building, in an antique-style hall, the Xie Zhi (a mythical creature) is reviewing documents.

It didn't sit in a chair.

Because it's too big.

Its four legs were wrapped around the table, its black and white body resembling a small mountain. The table was piled with reports sent by the City God, neatly arranged.

Countless ghosts carrying case files floated down from the doorway, so light they made no sound. They put down the old files and carried away the newly graded ones.

Everything is in order.

[guilty.]

[guilty.]

[Innocent.]

The Xie Zhi lowered its head, its single horn glowing continuously, with characters flowing down its surface like water.

It reads documents extremely quickly, almost without pausing. Some documents it doesn't even flip through; it just sniffs them and tosses them aside.

The underworld officials went from being terrified at the beginning to taking it for granted now.

Suddenly, the xiezhi stopped.

The writing on the unicorn stopped flowing. It slowly raised its head and looked upwards. Its two eyes, one black and one white, seemed to flash something.

Then, it stood up, shook its mane, and disappeared into the darkness.

……

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