Journey to the West: I, the Sweeping Monk, Was Eavesdropped on My Heart by the Tathagata
About This Novel
Three years after traveling to the world of Journey to the West, Lu Ping gloriously became a spiritual mountain sweeping monk, and at the same time, he was fully aware of everything that would happen next. Lu Ping, who was bored and sweeping the floor, complained about Buddha in his heart, but he never thought that the voice in his heart had already been overheard by the other party. [Why is this bald lady peeking at me? Tathagata: "???"
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This book has received mixed reviews. But I think this book is well written. After reading the book, my heart couldn't calm down for a long time! This book has a novel concept, unique subject matter, clear paragraphs, strange plot, ups and downs, clear main line, fascinating, and shows extraordinary literary skills in the ordinary. It can be said that every word is precious, every sentence is a classic, and it is a model that our generation should learn from. From the perspective of novel art, it may not be too successful, but its experimental significance is far greater than the success itself. A galloping horse, shooting a vulture and drawing a bow, heaven and earth are in my heart! This is a rare book that rekindles the fire of hope in my heart.
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Official(1)Scraped 6d ago
This book has received mixed reviews. But I think this book is well written. After reading the book, my heart couldn't calm down for a long time! This book has a novel concept, unique subject matter, clear paragraphs, strange plot, ups and downs, clear main line, fascinating, and shows extraordinary literary skills in the ordinary. It can be said that every word is precious, every sentence is a classic, and it is a model that our generation should learn from. From the perspective of novel art, it may not be too successful, but its experimental significance is far greater than the success itself. A galloping horse, shooting a vulture and drawing a bow, heaven and earth are in my heart! This is a rare book that rekindles the fire of hope in my heart.
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