After graduation, Xiao Huai passed through five levels and defeated six generals, successfully getting rid of the kings behind him. At the risk of being kicked out by his parents, he applied for a job in the funeral parlor.
Xiao Huai: Tsk tsk... Get the iron rice bowl!
Stream of consciousness sketching during the day, and hand-assembling and sewing various weird "models" at night.
Xiao Huai: It's great. It not only meets the needs of people with social fears, but also satisfies some of my own personal hobbies.
Who would have thought that one night when Xiao Huai was strolling around the crematorium (?) To eat, he actually picked up an urn wrapped entirely in his head. Looking at the dark red object with an unknown smell in his hand, and the huge head with no body next to it, which was still cursing at himself, the corners of Xiao Huai's cracked mouth could not help but slowly rise...
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Yes, this is from another book by the author. I hope this one has more content, but it's not enough.
Yes, this is from another book by the author. I hope this one has more content, but it's not enough.