Chapter 1277: I

Also, don't rich people cherish their lives? Why does He, who has money, go to subdue the Luo Sheng Armor, go to the Howling Forest to eliminate the Ghost King, and get involved in the war between the Boss Situ family and the Bixia people, going wherever it's dangerous?

"Yes, the money from the casino can't be left around, otherwise it will always be coveted by others." He Lingchuan smiled, remembering Fu Liushan's multi-functional Acorn Men, which were sometimes not used for scouting. He took out a gold crane hairpin: "This is one of the bonuses I brought out from the Ghost King's treasure in the Howling Forest, gifted to Master Fu."

It turned out Fu Liushan hadn't gone anywhere these days, staying in the Copper Mountain Casino!

Eating, living, sleeping, and gambling.

Or rather, losing money.

He Lingchuan looked at the back wall of the casino; winners at the gambling table usually wouldn't escape from here.

If he wasn't mistaken, Fu Liushan seemed to have used the art of wall-passing.

Fu Liushan scratched his head, and He Lingchuan noticed his eyes were a bit red.

Fighting at the gambling table for several days and nights, even an iron man would have red eyes.

He Lingchuan sighed: "How much did you lose of the bonus you just got?"

"A little."

He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows, not believing it.

Fu Liushan rolled his eyes: "I mean, there's a little left."

That was a huge sum of money; even if Fu Liushan spent lavishly every day, it could support him until his body was hollowed out by wine and sex.

As a result, Master Fu cherished his body too much and chose the fastest way to scatter wealth.

But before losing his bottom, he finally sobered up, feeling he couldn't go on like this, at least he had to leave some money for a wife, so—

So he decided to grease the soles of his feet and default on the debt.

"Hey, they cheated!" Fu Liushan said righteously, "Cheating is swindling money! How could I let them swindle money for nothing!"

He Lingchuan walked side by side with him, accompanying him out: "Leaving without saying goodbye, Master Fu isn't being very friendly."

Fu Liushan's attire and state, he was afraid he would sneak out of the city in the middle of the night and wouldn't say goodbye to anyone.

"Island Master He is busy with ten thousand things, I didn't want to bother you again." Fu Liushan coughed lightly, "Farewell is always sad, better to go by oneself."

Boss Situ He had long been rescued, the Ghost King had been executed, what reason did he have to stay?

Separation was his most familiar theme.

He was a traveler at the end of the world, and he had spent more than half of his life on the road.

He Lingchuan laughed: "The Luo Sheng Armor has been removed, and the Ghost King is gone; what plans does Master Fu have for the future?"

The mission passed down by the Fu family was to seal the Luo Sheng Armor so it wouldn't come out to harm people; now that the Luo Sheng Armor had been subdued by He Lingchuan, the most important goal in Fu Liushan's life had suddenly disappeared.

Fu Liushan scratched his neck: "Plans? Still the same as before, catching demons and ghosts, earning some small money to exchange for wine."

He said "the same" with a dangling face, but He Lingchuan still saw his loss.

Doing the same thing for a lifetime, although boring, although complaining, at least there was something to do.

Moving this thing away, he was at a loss.

So He Lingchuan asked him again: "Anything else?"

Fu Liushan thought carefully for a long, long time before saying seriously: "Marry a wife."

He wanted a home.

"Good idea." He Lingchuan changed the subject, "On the second night after we returned from the Howling Forest, Master Fu told stories in the tavern, and they were truly not bad."

Locals called telling stories "telling ancient tales."

Fu Liushan said *huh*, "You were there too? Why didn't I see you?" He drank too much that night and didn't remember what he said when he woke up in the morning.

"When I arrived, you had just reached the part about catching ghosts in Jishi Village. The tavern was full, and everyone was listening to you talk endlessly. The shopkeeper said his business had rarely been this good." Since drinking in Wuxian Town, He Lingchuan had discovered that Fu Liushan was talkative, and wild history and anecdotes were at his fingertips, and he was eloquent after drinking a little wine.

As long as there was wine and an audience, he could talk for three hours in one breath, and it was vivid and colorful.

"His business was bad because he added too much water to the wine." Fu Liushan laughed, "When there were no ghosts to catch before, I would also go to the tavern to tell ancient tales to exchange for wine money."

He knew many crafts that could make money.

"As long as the Flash Gold Plain is still in its current state, you won't be able to catch all those mountain demons and wild monsters in several lifetimes." He Lingchuan asked him, "If there were endless wine and endless stories, would you be willing to find a place to settle down?"

"That... would be great." Who likes to sleep in the open and have no fixed abode? Fu Liushan teased, "Is Island Master He going to cover my wine money for the rest of my life?"

A few days ago, he was still wealthy. Now, sigh, there was only a bottom left.

Money, money, why does it always like to leave him?

"Exactly. And the money you owe the Copper Mountain Casino, I can also help you write it off." He Lingchuan teased him, "If you deposit the little money you have left into my bank, I will also waive your storage fee."

"?" It was Fu Liushan's turn to be confused, "You have to pay a storage fee to deposit money?"

It was his first time hearing this.

"You don't know? This is the rule." Banks were different from the banks in the other world he knew; they didn't pay interest to depositors, but instead charged a storage fee.

So much worldly filth takes up space, and the bank has to bear the risk of water, fire, theft, and robbery.

So depositors have to pay for convenience and risk.

Fu Liushan touched his belly: "How could I know? I've never had spare money to deposit in a bank."

Now with this little bit left, as long as he drinks for a few days and plays a few rounds, it'll be gone again.

"The Yangshan Chamber of Commerce has already opened taverns and restaurants in Ju City and the Peng Nation, and is recruiting storytellers to the venue." He Lingchuan said, "People are easy to find, and training is in time; what's difficult is that the scripts have to be written on the spot. Master Fu travels all over the world, catching demons and ghosts, punishing evil and promoting good, and has a belly full of good stories; why not tell them and share them with the world?"

"Huh?" Fu Liushan was stunned, pointing at his own nose and asking, "You want me to stay and tell stories?"

"Not just telling stories, but also writing scripts. Hmm, mainly writing scripts." He Lingchuan corrected him, "If you don't like writing at the desk, just go to the tavern and start talking, and I'll have someone record it from the side. When it's organized into a book, it can be distributed to other storytellers. By then, what they tell will all be stories you've written."

He Lingchuan further tempted: "Not to mention anything else, your Fu family has sealed the Luo Sheng Armor for seven generations, all heroes of the western Flash Gold Plain. Heroes shouldn't be lonely and unknown; don't you want their deeds to spread through the world and be praised by everyone?"

This last sentence hit Fu Liushan's heart with a *bang*.

Bringing honor to one's ancestors, who could refuse the opportunity to add gold to the faces of their ancestors?

"Will they really feel that the Fu family are all heroes?" Fu Liushan wasn't sure. The teachings he had heard since childhood were that the Fu family had to atone for their sins.

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