The Buddha in the temple opened his eyes, and the old dog who was kneeling took off his head and placed it on the altar table. Above the nine heavens, the blood moon hangs high and shines into the long river of time. The ancient gods whisper the legend of light and monsters.
When I walked out of the mountains, the old man at home warned me:
"It's dark, don't light the lamp."
I was cautious in my words and deeds and followed the ancient customs, until one day I suddenly realized: it is people who set the rules, not people.
Reader comments
Good-looking, flaws are not concealed, I hope there is no female protagonist
It's okay. As a new author's new book, it's pretty good.
I said how familiar this thing is, why don't you just talk to me, chatting?
Good-looking, flaws are not concealed, I hope there is no female protagonist
It's okay. As a new author's new book, it's pretty good.
I said how familiar this thing is, why don't you just talk to me, chatting?