Cultivation of Immortality Begins with Drilling Wood to Make Fire

Dear author, could you please describe what the protagonist looks like? After all, this is related to whether I can feel immersed in the book🤡🤡🤡

Highly recommended I just came out of prison. In 2007, I was in a bar. Someone at the table across from me whistled at her and invited her to drink with me. I drank too much, so I took out the dagger I brought with me and stabbed me. This stab lasted fifteen years. I remember when I entered I still pray to Buddha all over the street, and the lonely sandbank is cold and so on. It has been fifteen years, and things have changed. She came to see me once last year and told me that she was getting married. I didn't tell her about the commutation of her sentence. After a brief chat, I turned around and left. In the past 15 years, I have farmed. , I have raised pigs and made clothes, and my heart has long been calm. After I came out, I went to see her downstairs once. I was very happy, and I was also very happy. It is time for me to think about my life. I had a dream last night. The problem was 15 years ago, familiar streets and familiar scenes. , But I just couldn't find anyone familiar with me. I woke up crying in the dream. I can't go back to the past. What's left now is just nostalgia. I'm almost 30, and suddenly I feel confused. I often can't sleep at night. I sit on the road and drink wine alone. , Smoking, not knowing what to do in the future? The night before her wedding, I secretly came downstairs to her house. I saw the happy words posted on the window at the door of her house, and the lights in the house were on. I didn't dare to disturb her, so I squatted downstairs and smoked one cigarette after another. Smoke, soon it was daybreak, and the sound of car horns and firecrackers came from the distance. I knew that the wedding car was coming to pick her up. She was going to be someone else's bride today. She looked very beautiful today. I watched her get into the wedding car, the firecrackers went off, and the car also As we drove away, I was still following behind the convoy. Suddenly my phone rang. It was a text message from her. Don't send it. I will be yours in the next life, okay? Forget me. I cried heartbreakingly that day. Not long after, her best friend told me that she saw it upstairs that day. I squatted downstairs and smoked non-stop, and she cried all night long and didn't sleep. I no longer have any regrets. Whether I succeed or fail, everything is in vain when I turn around. Whether I live or die, life only lasts a hundred years, so why should I be obsessed with one result. The only thing I want to do now is to go home and charge my phone. The phone is out of battery and I can't continue editing.

Now I feel that the content is not good enough. I commented once before and was criticized. Then I read it again and the content is unbearable.

In fact, this book looks like a slow novel. Its pace is very slow and unhurried, and the overall atmosphere is comfortable. Reading it for a while can help you calm down when you are in a bad mood. Some of the descriptions of scenery are also very picturesque. Especially the scene at night in the first 20 chapters reminds me of my grandparents' house, which is very familiar👴

Why is the protagonist the same as the Virgin? Take care of everything.

This is one of the better books I have read in the past few years. Good luck to the author! Don't serve the emperor so easily!

Only after reading a chapter do you know what a perfect composition is

I agree with what that comrade said, write well and don't go as crooked as Nanshan did.

Good! Very spiritual! Qiuxian Wendao was originally indifferent to fame and wealth, not close to women, and did a good job.

Ahem, hello, um, are you the author? I'm tired of charging for reading. Can you please be the brightest person in the fresh torrent? (It means asking you not to charge) ^0^,,,,,,, yes, or, no?