Five Years of Taoist Priest Simulation of Three Years

About This Novel

The soul-stitching master, the dragon-carrying man, and the straw mule are the masters. Marriage corpse burial, coffin holding skills, half two coins per foot of cloth. The number that the Taoist surnamed Chen hates the most is one hundred and eight, because it hurts him 216 times. The first one hundred and eight is a flowery body, and the last one hundred and eight is the moment when the flowers bloom, the soldiers are formed by scattering the beans, the nail head with seven arrows, the light, the head, the secluded, and the immortal... A wine gourd, a few black iron rods, and a horse that is not a donkey. The Taoist priest surnamed Chen scares everyone with his light, the turbid wine burns ghosts, the talisman destroys the nine-lamp immortal, the sword hangs on the back of the coffin man, and the sleeves are closed in the toothless palace... ... If it weren't for nothing, you would really be a penny-pincher and would love to hear your stories.

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