In these days when zombies are everywhere, my Wang Watermelon stall has suddenly begun to stand up.
Uncle Jiu frowned and stared at the cinnabar talisman on my watermelon: "Can this ward off evil spirits?" Before I finished speaking, a jumping corpse attacked. I swung the ancestral watermelon knife, and the blade flashed with cold light——
What was under the knife was not a zombie, but a big bright red watermelon. I split it open violently, and the juice splashed out like rain.
The jumping corpse stepped on the slippery melon skin on the ground and fell down suddenly.
Uncle Jiu was stunned. I slowly took out a piece of melon that was kept ripe and sweet: "Stay here, fellow Taoist, try it? Physical salvation is the light of the righteous path."
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The writing style is quite good, but your level is not like a Tomato book. Very literary. Let me be the first to comment on the author.
The writing style is quite good, but your level is not like a Tomato book. Very literary. Let me be the first to comment on the author.