Invading the Heavens and Grabbing Heads

I have a weak question... Is there a female protagonist? .

I have to say that the writing in this book is really dark. I have read a lot of cold-blooded and dark books. This book is the first one that made me feel sick. I am not saying it is bad, it is very good, but it puts a lot of pressure on people who read it, especially the chapter about The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. My scalp went numb while reading it. Friendly reminder, it is not suitable for reading because of the small amount of stress in my heart.

Author, do you know how many pirated software you have copied? This is forcing me to buy book coins😂😂😂

Come on, author 666

I asked Po Meng if he would forget me too? Po Meng was silent. I asked Po Meng when my flowers would bloom. Po Meng said that when it blooms, it will bloom. I'm looking forward to the flowers blooming, looking forward to showing my most beautiful face, and looking forward to meeting him once in my life. Po Meng looked at me and sighed, "It's the other side of autumn again!" I wonder. So, I learned that the three days before and after the spring equinox are called the other side of spring, and the three days before and after the autumnal equinox are called the other side of autumn, which are the days for visiting graves. When autumn first arrived on the other side, I was surprised to find myself blooming with white flowers, like frost and snow, covering the entire Santu River bank. Po Meng said that with the flower of the other shore, the road leading to the underworld is no longer lonely. Flower of the other shore? Is she talking about me? No, my name is Manzhu, not Bian. Year after year, I bloom on time on the other side of each autumn, piece by piece. I never saw him coming. He came after all, and came in a hurry before I had time to bloom. He hurried past me, and I called him desperately, Shahua! Shahua! He seemed to have completely lost his hearing, and he walked by in such a hurry that I couldn't even touch the corners of his green shirt. I cry. Po Meng said coldly, his name is not Shahua! No, he is my Shahua, the Shahua on the Sansheng Stone. When the tears could no longer flow out, I became silent. Every autumn on the other side, I still open up silently and send away the souls who come and go one by one. For a thousand years, I watched him rush past me without stopping or looking at me. In this thousand years, he never came when I was in full bloom. Another thousand years of time began and ended, and he walked onto the Naihe Bridge in a changing posture and picked up Meng Po's soup. My tears flowed again and again, and my heart was broken again and again. I called him: Shahua, I am your Manzhu, don't you remember? ! Finally, on the other side of autumn, when I was blooming white flowers, he came, covered with dust and a haggard face, came to my side. I thought he would pass by in a hurry again and drink the Meng Po soup that made him forget me further and further. However, when he walked past me, he slowed down and turned his head to look at me.

Four votes per day(☆_☆)nnnnnnnnnn

This book is very good, I hope it doesn't have a female protagonist.

I just took a look at it, but I didn't expect it to be so beautiful.

Flower of the other shore, Open the other side, The flowers are blooming but there are no leaves, Seeing leaves but no flowers, The flowers and leaves do not meet each other, Life and death are wrong. They all say that you and I will never meet each other, and we will always be together. But they don't know that this is the eternal stay between you and me. We were once the old spirits on the Three Lives Stone. We have been together for thousands of years, and we have seen all the worldly fate, joys and sorrows, and the cycle of life and death. That day, Buddha Said you need to enter the world of mortals. I asked the Buddha about our marriage, and the Buddha closed his eyes and said, "We are only destined to be together once in a lifetime." I asked Buddha: Looking back a thousand times in the past life, in exchange for one passing by in this life. A thousand passes in the past life, in exchange for one encounter in this life. A thousand encounters in the past life are exchanged for one acquaintance in this life. A thousand acquaintances in the past life are exchanged for one acquaintance in this life. A thousand acquaintances in the past life are exchanged for one love in this life. But seriously? The Buddha smiled and said nothing. I fell on the other side of the Forgotten River and was born on the banks of the Santu River. This place is gloomy and desolate. There is only one bridge, and the bridge is full of people every year. An old man guarding a pot of soup. All kinds of people walked past me, walked onto the bridge, drank the soup in the bowl, and hurried away again. Get off the bridge. When some people pass by, I will hear lingering sobs and promises for life and life. I feel pity, but the old man on the bridge It seemed that he couldn't hear anything, and he still took the soup as usual and served it to people going up the bridge. As time passed, I realized that this bridge was called Naihe Bridge, and the old man was called Po Meng. I asked Po Meng, what was that sound? Po Meng said, it is unforgettable love and unforgettable hatred, which are the most profound things in the world. The most useless oath. It turns out that the soup in Meng Po's bowl is called Meng Po soup, which can make people forget their past lives. People who go to the bridge drink it, and they will forget their past lives. Forget all the grudges and sorrows in this life... And then wait for the next reincarnation.

No one is watching? So few people