Me and My Beast

The master's heart is most likely to be in his heels. Otherwise, why is he so biased? The eldest brother's psychic beast is the flying phoenix, the second brother's is the wild-armed ape, the third brother's is the thunderbolt and snow leopard, and mine is hard to describe. On the entire psychic island, wherever you look, there are mythical beasts running rampant, all of them majestic and intimidating. But when you see my mythical beast, you will salivate. If you add more aniseed, heat the pot with oil, and slurp, it will definitely be fragrant. . . . Don't ask, my psychic beast is an old scalper from the Chinese countryside, the kind with yellow shit, slow as an eighty-year-old woman, squinting like a dreamer waking up, unable to hit, scolded, unable to understand, jump, jump high, fly, unable to fly, it is really my teeth-gnashing and close friend. Master, can I ask a question? Ask Can I return it? Roll! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.