The Gun Is Coming

I am a little beggar. But this world is so wonderful. Flying with a sword, the law represents heaven and earth. There are immortal immortals, and there are saints from hundreds of schools of thought. I vow to arm-wrestle with those proud men of heaven, and have an unbreakable love relationship with the goddess who turns all living beings upside down. But I haven't received my afternoon meal yet, winter is coming, and my clothes are in tatters. I am so sad that all my hair has fallen out. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.