As soon as I was born, my grandfather decided I was a little jinx who would bring bad luck to the villagers. By the age of eight, I had opened my Third Eye and could see supernatural things invisible to others. I certainly lived up to the name of little jinx: I brought bad luck not only to others, but suffered a run of terrible luck myself. With help from my past life, I practiced the Taoist arts and techniques he had left behind, changing my jinx-like fate. Then, together with my sworn brothers, I traveled the martial world as a wandering feng shui master, driving away evil spirits in one thrilling adventure after another.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
Let me tell you, calling you in the first person has caused a lot of people to fall into the trap. You taste it, you taste it carefully.
I added the bookshelf first and looked at the number of clicks. The poor results may be due to slow updates and lack of exposure.
Author, how long have you been writing these 50 chapters? I always feel like it's been several years.
See the catalog, Chapter 8: Entering the door of broken shoes