Reincarnation Master

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After perfecting the plan, Fang Xian turned into a ruthless codeword machine.

In just one night, I wrote a thick stack of manuscripts, which not only completed the original Roca's novel, but also wrote several new beginnings of horror and tragic novels, ready to be submitted to the publishing house.

As for short poems?

For such a terrifying thing, it is better not to challenge Love's sensitive nerves.

After finishing all this, he slept well, and when he woke up, it was already afternoon.

He took a thick stack of envelopes, drove into his car, drove to a supermarket dozens of miles away to shop, and delivered letters by the way.

Well, Orsay City has this virtue. The place is too big and the population is too small. Even if you go out to buy something, you have to drive for half an hour.

Without a car, it is simply impossible to move.

Moreover, the rich here prefer to live in the suburbs, away from the city and close to nature.

The closer you are to the city, the more you can see a large number of slums, and the pollution is very serious.

About two hours later, he came back with a thick paper bag, put the milk, bread, and fresh meat into separate categories, and fried a piece of veal steak for himself with French fries and tomato sauce for dinner.

‘Love didn’t jump out to review my manuscript, so I’m not afraid of my leaks? ’

‘No, no, with the caution of investigators, they probably have special reviewers in every influential newspaper and publishing house? ’

While cutting the steak, Fang Xian pondered the investigator's possible reaction and his own goals.

‘Writing horror and tragic novels is to improve your strength, so that you will not be killed by sudden abnormal situations, and let your investigator career work longer...’

‘The investigator has been working for a long time, and he will definitely come into contact with different supernatural powers... At that time, maybe he can choose a path, slowly improve, and after reaching a sufficient level, he can try to solve my path problem...

‘The robbery is extinguished, it is also at level 6, but it is too pitted...the robbery is gone, how can you improve? Is it always trapped at level 6, being an ordinary person? ’

‘What I created...is it a dead end? ’

‘How is Da Luo’s way so simple...Even if I deduced it before, it’s better to experience it myself...’

After eating and drinking, Fang Xian took a bath and went to sleep quickly.

Before falling asleep, he made a decision to agree to Shara's invitation to visit the art exhibition.

...

A sunny day.

Fang Xian drove to the city, the barren scene on both sides quickly retreated, the outline of a city gradually emerged, and the black building shadows became taller and taller.

This is Orsay, a coastal city with a not particularly developed economy, but is famous for its tourism and fishing industries.

At the same time, there are also several well-known art colleges here, so artists and literature lovers are also abundant.

After parking the car, he saw Shala and Steward.

Shala looked very youthful and beautiful in a white dress and a parasol.

With an exaggerated hairstyle, Steward came up to give Fang Xian a hug: "Roca...sorry, I was not good at the last party...the hospital that made you stay in this for so long."

Hmm, what happened to Simpson last time is qualitative, even Steward thought he had misunderstood Simpson and killed a bunch of people.

This caused him to have a very poor evaluation in the social circle, and few people would like to continue to be friends with him.

"It's okay."

Fang Xian took out the invitation letter that accompanied the letter: "Let's go, is the organizer of this art exhibition a newcomer?"

"Yes, he is called Dewen, a genius sculptor!"

Shala chuckled: "One of his works has been sold for a high price of 1,000 gold pounds. Many admirers recognize his talent and think he has the potential to catch up with the masters of Cape Pro!"

Cape Pro!

This is a famous sculptor in the history of the world, and a great artist who goes down to history.

Its style is known for its variety, magnificent, bold and unrestrained style.

It's a pity that he fell into madness in his later years and died of madness after finishing a work.

Fang Xian's evaluation of this master emerged in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel stunned; ‘The profession of an artist is too dangerous in this world... They are generally highly inspired and easy to come into contact with some anomalies and weird things. Maybe he will actively and enthusiastically pursue it as a source of inspiration and creation. ’

"Then, I really can't wait to see you."

He chuckled and followed Shara and Steward into the meeting.

On both sides of the venue, plaster statues of various shapes were placed.

They have human images, animals, and some abstract works.

Although Fang Xian doesn't know how to appreciate, he also feels that these sculptures are very vivid.

‘And...it’s normal. Nothing special enough to arouse my desire for creation...’

Fang Xian commented in his heart.

Whether it can motivate his creation is regarded by him as a criterion for judging whether it belongs to ‘supernatural power’.

Right in front of the exhibition hall, there is a small stage.

At this time, an old man in a black formal suit was making a final statement to the microphone: "Ladies and gentlemen, please let me introduce you to the sculptor!"

He is a celebrity in this city, and he took the initiative to come out for the Dewen platform. He became a hit and became famous.

"It's so jealous and envious. He was so young that he was successful..."

Steward looked at the text that came out.

It was a young man in his twenties, tall and thin, wearing a tuxedo, with thin cheeks and sunken eyes. It seemed that he didn't sleep well last night because of nervousness.

Of course, the audience here understood him very well and gave a warm applause.

"Thank you all for coming to my sculpture exhibition... Orsay is a hospitable city. I am deeply in love with this land... Here, I also want to thank my teacher, my guide..."

Devon grabbed the microphone and stammered.

"Yeah... We want to hold a book signing event. I don't know when we have to wait..."

Fang Xian pretended to be a little bored and shrugged his shoulders: "I want to go and look around, you guys feel free to..."

He walked through one exhibition hall after another, UU reading www.uukanshu.com looked at the different sculptures, suddenly inspired.

When he followed this feeling and walked to the door of a studio, the throbbing stopped.

‘In the door, is there something? ’

Fang Xian's eyebrows moved, but he didn't rush in.

He is now a rookie investigator trainee, knowing two spells, besides that, even his personality is imaginary.

This means that your high status is like a dragon, or a tiger’s intimidation. It’s okay to scare rabbits and mice. If you run into a group of wolves or another tiger, you’re not afraid at all, and you’ll just pounce on... It's a paper tiger, it breaks with one poke...

At this time, he was still not sure enough to deal with the danger posed by supernatural forces.

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