My name is Bai Susu, a low-level accountant in Pantaoyuan. My monthly salary is three coins, and I can't even afford a decent fairy robe.
Three hundred years, I've had enough.
On the day of my resignation, I threw my apron on the dog's face and left the world with a picture stone in my arms.
Others thought I wanted to make money by running a tabloid. That's right, I just want to run the first gossip tabloid in the Three Realms - "Journey to the West Weekly".
It specializes in picking up the bad things about gods and monsters. Whoever is famous will be written about, and whoever will be picked up will be raped.
In the first issue, Zhu Bajie's unjust case was revealed: Marshal Tianpeng was framed. The three realms exploded.
In the second issue, a contract that broke the 81-year-old dilemma: all the monsters are actors, and the "Lingshan Foot Cultural Media Co., Ltd." Surfaced. Lingshan was anxious.
The third issue reveals the relics of the Immortal: The photographer who disappeared five hundred years ago took pictures that he shouldn't have taken. Tathagata was silent.
The more I investigated, the deeper I found out that all members of the Buddhist scripture collection team were "guilty." It was discovered that the real and fake Monkey King were deliberately replaced. It was discovered that the original Wukong was imprisoned in the dungeon, numbered A-001.
A check of one hundred thousand taels was shoved in front of me. Huiming smiled and said, "Choose the left, take the money and shut up. Choose the right, there will be no one like you in the Three Realms."
I chose the third path.
Reveal the truth and let the three worlds see it.
They say there is no third way in the Three Realms. Now there is.
——How can a low-level fairy use a photo stone to overturn the spiritual mountain?
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