People in the village called me a "Shou Sheng brat" because I had been burdened with debts from my previous life since I was a child and had betrayed all my relatives. People hid when they saw me. Even when I slept at night, my mother had to tie a red string around my left ankle and nail it to the edge of the kang with coffin nails, fearing that my sworn relatives and creditors would drag me away in the middle of the night. I had never truly lived until that year when I was lost in the mountains and met the ginseng digger in Changbai Mountain who carried a dragon on his back and a lin ridge in his hand.
He took off his bamboo hat, dusted the poisonous dew on his raincoat, and smiled at me: "Let's go, follow me to sell ginseng!"
Reader comments
Not bad, quite exciting
Your boy has aroused my desire to read again. I have liked his books since junior high school. The plot is not procrastinating and very compact. It's like eating Xuanmai and I can't stop. I really suspect that this is what he does! ! By the way, author, when will you update?
Not bad, quite exciting
Your boy has aroused my desire to read again. I have liked his books since junior high school. The plot is not procrastinating and very compact. It's like eating Xuanmai and I can't stop. I really suspect that this is what he does! ! By the way, author, when will you update?