
Jiangshi: While Others Hunt Ghosts, I Read Books
僵尸:别人抓鬼我读书
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 3.0M Words
- Genre
- Fantasy
- Subgenre
- Myths & Legends
- Updated
- 5y ago
- Source
- Faloo
Synopsis
All-time: Reads, Flowers.
1.6kChapters
10.1MReads
44kFlowers
10.0Score
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When Ren Tingting, the harem of a certain big boss, achieved Daluo Jinxian and closed the timeline, she found that she had been ridden by big bosses from all over the world, and her Taoist heart collapsed.
Ren Tingting: "Hey, I'm going to be fucked again."
There is a girl named Hatano Yui. Her fate is very tragic. She was raped by his students when she was a teacher in school, raped by his patients when she was a medical nurse in the hospital, and raped by other passengers on the subway. So I plan to take these perpetrators to court and seek justice for her, but I have no evidence, so if you have a video of her being raped, please send it to me as evidence. I would like to thank my friends who are full of positive energy. Thank you. .
Very poisonous. . The conversation with Wen Cai in the first chapter reminded me of a visit to the author's house. . That day I was chatting with the author and his mother-in-law in the living room. The author said that he had to write code for a new book, so he went to the desk next to him to write. . . 2 Minutes later, his mother-in-law yelled for help from my husband and he tore my clothes off. Author: Well, I get it! My husband is coming in in 2 minutes. Please help me. Author: Okay, wait until I finish coding these two chapters! My husband is going to cum in an hour. Come and save me. Author: I will upload these two chapters later and I will help you! Five minutes later, I hugged the author's mother-in-law's waist with a satisfied look on her face. She said to the author, husband, I love you, my heart is yours, and my body is your friend's. Author: Let's talk about it. The network speed card has not finished uploading. . . The author is better off, forcibly subduing people's intelligence will always mean that a subpar writer might as well be a ghostwriter. . . .
I just want to know that when the protagonist was killed, he might not have known what happened!
Just like the title, especially the part about holding foreign tea, when we sit together and talk about things, whether we are talking to each other or accompanying guests, if we sit there reading a book and doing our own thing, I will only think that this person is rude.
I feel that the protagonist is heartless. Wen Cai helps the protagonist get attacked by zombies, but the protagonist can still read calmly and let him hold on for a while longer. Let's talk about it after reading this paragraph. The key point is that the protagonist doesn't know that he can extract skills at that time.
You are a disciple of the Maoshan sect yourself, but you use the things of the Tianshi Tao. I am afraid that if you are not silenced by the Tianshi Tao, Maoshan will lose your magic power and be expelled from the sect.
You idiot, you have to pay attention to the situation when you are reading. When your junior brother asked you to help, you were so absorbed that you couldn't hear it. There is also the Golden Light Curse, and I think your master is stupid.
My heart is as empty as a well, and my mind is as flying as the maple leaves on Matsushima. The fragrance of Muto orchids outside the window is like the love of Iijima. Withered leaves, young oranges and pear gauze are thin, falling flowers fill the sky with sea wings, and butterflies dance across the western fields and soar thousands of miles away. The small lake reflects Maria, and the oriole flies back to the small spring with colorful wings. It has not been long since I saw you on the bridge. The gastrodia elata is bound to make ropes, and the waves are full of mist and the wild clothes are knotted. The drizzle is blowing in the south palace, and the music of the piano is playing, and the apricot trees are hidden in the Xichuan River in the north. Love at dawn and dusk with cherry blossoms. Takiya Zetian enjoys Rolla, and Chunyue Noda moistens the sand. Autumn leaves are falling, winter maples are falling, peach blossoms are fragrant in deep valleys.