The Fairy Girl Took Me to Ride on the Wind

While the dean was refining the Wenyun Dan in the biology laboratory, I was being pinned down on the desk by a transfer student and drawing talismans. The true biography of Liezi is hidden in her earrings, and the innate Taoism flows in my blood. There are eight hundred clay pots with birth dates engraved in the abandoned mines, the blood curse on the rotating blades of the wind power station, and the bronze alchemy furnace in the inner pocket of the dean's suit. Hold me tight. On a rainy night, she tore open her school uniform, and the Tang Wenpian tattoo on her back turned into a blue luan in the lightning. Remember, riding the wind is not about escaping, but about letting those scavengers taste the wrath of heaven and earth. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.