My Life as a Stickman

The little senior brother has been down the mountain for so many years and never came back. The sky and the earth below the mountain are huge. There must be a place for me, Chen San. No, there should be a large piece of land waiting for me to go. I, Chen San, am in my prime, and I can pee further in the morning than all of you put together. How can I spend my whole life in these barren mountains and wild mountains with you old masters, wasting my youth? Talking about red and pink skulls all the time, bah, you are so weak-minded. You can light up your natal talisman when you are eighteen years old. In the colorful world, I am here... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.