I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 85 Agreed
"Talking about a hundred demons?"

Zhang Guiyun paused in his heart when he heard this name, but the worries in his heart were a little less.

Hundred demons, so this Mr. Song is going to write a story about a hundred demons?
If this is the case, then this rather strange ghost novel is a bit messy.

Zhang Guiyun also carefully read the five articles just now. The stories are all in plain Chinese, but they enter the main line in a few sentences. The protagonists of the stories have different identities. There are scholars, hunters, and doctors...

They all saw the wonderful and rare scenery in a certain situation, and then they were attracted by it.

Then there was a lot of hardships in it, and finally let me suddenly realize that all this is a trap set by the monster.

However, some of these people died well and some lost their lives. Each character has a distinctive personality, and his actions are quite distinctive, which fits somewhat with the people he meets every day.

However, the ferocious monsters in the book hardly end well. They play tricks and use terrifying means to harm people, and finally lose their lives.

The drama of these stories is strong and the plots are compelling.

More importantly, after reading these stories, there will be a long-term anxiety in my heart, and then I will unconsciously substitute myself into it.

This Mr. Song is so young, but his writing skills are amazing, and he is also a scholar with some ability.

Zhang Guiyun, who has been a shopkeeper for 20 years, has a very keen insight into this. These stories are very operable. Not only can they be published in books, but if they compile a series in the future, it is not impossible to publish some villain books. Criticize the play.

But what Zhang Guiyun was more worried about at the time was that there were only so few stories, which were not enough to be bound into a book.

So when Song Mu said the name of the book, Zhang Guiyun felt at ease.

"If that's the case, how long will it take for the young master to write about the hundred demons?" Zhang Guiyun added at this time.

Song Mu put down his teacup, knowing that there should be some clues about this matter, so he also smiled and said.

"Maybe ten articles a month."

When Song Mu said this, he was somewhat sure in his heart that there might not be many stories about ghosts in his mind.

But I am very familiar with the books about monsters, and I am familiar with the story of "Journey to the West".

Which one of the monsters has a distinctive personality, but he himself has been transformed by the devil, which is also a good story.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Guiyun immediately showed a smile on his face, his eyes drooped slightly, but he immediately raised his head and spoke.

"Then Mr. Song, let's sign the contract."

Song Mu felt relieved and nodded immediately.

Zhang Guiyun immediately took out two deeds and began to discuss with Song Mu.

The content in it is naturally the agreement that both parties must abide by, such as when to submit the manuscript every month and how much the manuscript fee is. Song Mu checked.

Song Mu didn't think too much about it, and the conditions offered by the other party were very good, so Song Mu directly wrote his name.

"Okay Mr. Song, then wait a moment, I'll go to seal it, and I'll bring you the retouching fee this time."

After accepting the contract, Zhang Guiyun said with a smile on his face, but his eyes also quickly scanned the contract.

But upon seeing this, Shopkeeper Zhang gave a sudden meal.

Because he saw the name of the son in front of him, Song Mu, from Shiyang County.

At that moment, shopkeeper Zhang felt like a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and then he suddenly thought of something, shaking his hand, looked at Song Mu quickly, and opened his mouth to receive it.

"My lord, your name is Song Mu?"

Song Mu was a little dumb, maybe the other party didn't hear clearly when he reported his family name before, but seeing the other party's expression, Song Mu felt that something had changed.

Sure enough, Zhang Guiyun was impatient and continued to ask.

"Mr. Song, are you the Song Mu who wrote the most talented poems in "Tianxia Wenkan"?!"

Song Mu finally understood what the other party meant. "Tianxia Wenkan" has attracted worldwide attention, and the shopkeeper of this book shop naturally knew it. He also grinned at the moment, but still nodded.

Shopkeeper Zhang sucked in a breath of air, and sat down quickly after standing up just now, with an even more respectful face at this moment.

"It turned out to be... I didn't expect Young Master..."

Zhang Guiyun was a little speechless, but he immediately adjusted, and then looked at Song Mu with a little more excitement.

"Mr. Song, are you going to use your own name as a pseudonym for this article? Or give me another pseudonym?"

"pen name?"

Hearing what the other party said, Song Mu turned his head in thought.

I really forgot about this just now. In this era, writing a book is not a true book, and the rest are easily not signed.

Those who write folk custom books usually put a name that is weird or makes people laugh.

Yesterday Song Mu saw a few brochures, the author's name turned out to be Jujube Tree in the Mountains, Squirrel Mandarin Fish, Walking the World with a Sword.

Most of these people are pseudonyms, and they must have something they don't want to show others.

At this time, shopkeeper Zhang also quickly added.

"My lord, you are an upright scholar. Although vulgar writing is harmless, many literati also use it."

"Also, I forgot to mention just now, if you want to get a retouching fee in the future, you just need to find a Yingxuefang anywhere, and you can get it."

"Oh? What does that mean?"

When Song Mu heard this sentence, he was also a little curious at the moment, while shopkeeper Zhang explained it very enthusiastically.

"Our bookstore has bookstores in every prefecture on Jiangnan West Road. If you take a bamboo card from me, you can get a pen fee from any bookstore in Yingxuefang."

"We do the accounting once a month at the end of each month, and we are not afraid of missing the account book."

Hearing this, Song Mu couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

This bookstore actually has the function of a bank, presumably to protect the privacy of some authors, so it made such a change.

Song Mu was naturally more satisfied with this, and nodded immediately.

"Okay, then I'll take a pseudonym."

Having said that, Song Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, and then spoke.

"Just ask Pine to tell."

"Pine wood said?" Zhang Guiyun was a little curious about the origin of this, but Song Mu remained silent.

This is just a deformation of his own name, the pronunciation is faster and heavier, that is, 'Song Mu Shuo'.

Zhang Guiyun didn't say much, and immediately walked out with his hands folded, and after a while, he entered the private room with a money bag and a bamboo card.

"Mr. Song, your embellishment pen and silver and contract are in the bag this time. This is the bamboo plaque of the book store. Everyone has a different style. Only the accountant can recognize it."

Song Mu stretched out his hand to take it, and immediately looked at the golden-yellow bamboo plaque. There were a few small words on it, but he couldn't figure out what it meant.

After carefully reading the contract again, Song Mu got up to bid farewell, and Zhang Guiyun sent Song Mu to the door with a smile on his face.

Just as he walked outside the door, Song Mu was about to bid farewell to the shopkeeper when he saw a person walking towards him.

Song Mu looked at him immediately, but he recognized the other party immediately.

It was Zhang Yiqi.

Zhang Yiqi also recognized Song Mu, and when he saw the treasurer Zhang delivering it so respectfully, he was also curious, stepped forward and said.

"Brother Song, I didn't expect to meet you here today."

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