After Liu Qingru returned, he made arrangements to cut out the most attractive parts of the manuscript given to him by Ji Changze and put it in the Rou'an Daily where he worked.
Originally, there were still people in the newspaper who questioned it, but Liu Qingru had no intention of slapping him in the face. If anyone questioned it, he would show the manuscript to others. After reading it, he would naturally stop talking.
After being in the newspaper office for so long, Liu Qingru was so full of praise for Ji Changze that it was not because of the "teacher's son filter" that he published this "Memoirs of Immortal Cultivation". He was full of confidence.
Soon, "Memoirs of Cultivation to Immortality" began to be "serialized".
Nowadays, it is not unusual to add novels to the back of newspapers. What is strange is that the author of the novel attached today is a person who has never appeared before.
The third son of an old medical doctor likes to read Rou'an Daily as much as his father, but what his father likes to read is the various major and minor things in it, while he always reads the novels at the back.
Today, as usual, his father read the front of the newspaper first and put it down with satisfaction before he picked up the newspaper.
The youngest brother in the family had been waiting for a long time. When he saw him picking up the newspaper, he immediately came over and said crookedly: "Third brother, can you also read it to me while you are reading it?"
The youngest brother has just started studying and does not recognize many words. He is also used to being pestered to read novels every time. After listening to him finish reading, the youngest brother will show off to his classmates. He He was very happy to be part of the show off, but his brother's dignity prevented him from showing it. Instead, he nodded rather reservedly and said, "Then don't make any noise that affects me. Don't look like It was like last time, and it didn’t work like that.”
"No, Third Brother, I promise not to make any sound."
Only then was he satisfied, and sitting behind the table, the old man, the head of the family, frowned slightly while listening to the conversation between the two brothers.
The old doctor doesn't like his children to read novels. He thinks it is not serious. Although there is no need to read the Four Books and Five Classics now, reading medical books is better than these novels.
He couldn't stand it and when he wanted to scold the two brothers, the third son over there had already started to read.
"Why did you publish this article in Rou'an Daily? Because I am from Rou'an. I was born in an ordinary family. I can't remember much about my childhood. I only remember that there were seven younger brothers and sisters in the family. There might have been a famine at that time. Every day at home, there was only crying because of hunger. The younger brothers and sisters cried very loudly at first, but then the voices became smaller and smaller. One day, the second brother and the seventh sister disappeared, and another day , the third and fourth brothers were nowhere to be found. I asked my father and mother, but they looked pale and only told me that my younger brothers and sisters no longer had to go hungry.
Until one day, I dug up tree bark and came back, guarding it carefully all the way. I kept swallowing saliva for fear that I would not be able to eat it. I just wanted to send it to the mother who had just given birth to my sister so that she could eat it. I had milk to feed my sister, but as soon as I returned home, I saw my little sister, who had never had enough to eat since she was born, with a pale face. Her father carried her out of the house, found a field, dug a hole and buried her, without making a grave. I moved a big stone to press it up, and there were five big stones lined up next to the big stone that had just been moved up. Only then did I realize that they were dead. I didn’t know that at that time, but I don’t know it now. Will embark on a road of immortality..."
This beginning immediately attracted the attention of old doctors. They dig tree roots, starve children to death, dig holes to bury children and put rocks on top. These slightly older people all know that it is true.
At that time, too many people were starving to death. As a doctor, the old doctor clearly remembered how many people came to him for help.
When he heard this, he couldn't help but feel that it was a real person. When he heard about the immortality behind it, he was immediately stunned.
"Immortality? What immortality? Can people be immortal?"
The third son was so frightened by the old doctor's voice that he stopped talking. He also knew that his father did not want to see him reading novels, so he stopped and looked at the old doctor in confusion.
Seeing this, the old doctor became anxious: "Watch what I do, and continue reading."
The third son hurriedly continued reading.
This memoir of cultivating immortality written by Ji Changze takes advantage of the first person voice throughout and the fact that Ji's father is beside him, a know-it-all. At this time, there was no information explosion like in later generations. Many things were heard by ordinary people, or read in newspapers. If it's not published in the newspaper, they won't know about it.
But the "I" described by Ji Changze has been wandering around in the southeast, northwest and northwest since he accidentally embarked on the road of spiritual practice. He wrote many things that really happened in reality, describing in detail the "I"'s feelings when the incident happened. What the mentality and "I" did.
For example, last year, there was a thunderstorm in the east, which lasted for many days. The sky was filled with thunder and lightning. At this time, there was not much awareness of lightning protection. Many people were killed and even appeared in the newspapers.
Ji Changze wrote in the novel that "I" had just embarked on the path of spiritual practice. Since I didn't have a master to guide me, I had to rely on myself. I could only explore a little bit. One day, I felt something in my heart and felt that I was going to make a breakthrough. It happened to be a thunderstorm day. These thunderstorms are very important to ordinary people. Speaking of danger, it was a boost for him as a cultivator. He dove in and made a breakthrough. He waited until the sky cleared before leaving with satisfaction. Before leaving, in order to thank God, he even made a slap mark on the ground with all his strength, hoping that If there are monks like him who come to this place in the future, they can gain some insights.
There were palm prints, but the palm prints were struck by lightning and looked like palms. They were about the size of ten people standing together, and they were also published in newspapers.
Ji Changze wrote it like this, making it seem as if the palm print was really taken by "I". At least many people who read the novel felt excited after reading it.
This is also a move that Ji Changze has learned through extensive research.
In later generations, there is a word called hype, and it is usually male and female celebrities who create hype to attract attention.
And Ji Changze is amazing.
He also speculates, but he speculates with the thunder and lightning in the sky. With such speculation, doesn't the heat rise
When the third son finished reading, he happened to stop at the most exciting part. The old doctor had been excited before, but seeing him stop, he quickly urged: "Keep reading, hurry up."
When he heard his third son say that it wasn't that he didn't miss her, but that he was gone, the old doctor was so anxious that he only patted his thigh.
How come this Rou'an Daily only publishes so much! !