Zhao Da: Suppressing Xuzhou, going down to Jiangnan, and pacifying Sifang. Is this a history book for you?
Author: Yes.
Qian Er: Distributing Dharma altars, painting charms, and setting up rituals. Are you talking about monasticism?
Author: Ah, yes. .
Sun San: Solve strange cases, eliminate ghosts, and investigate conspiracies. Is this a suspense novel?
Author: Uh. . . This, too. . . . .
Li Si: That's not right. You said that the Tang Dynasty was a small world that laid the foundation for the big world. It couldn't be the Zhutianliu, right?
The author rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said: Well, that can also be the case. . . . .
Zhao Qiansun Li rolled up his sleeves, clenched his fists, slowly gathered around, and said angrily: Tell me, what on earth did you write?
The author covered his head and squatted on the ground, shivering: "Please calm down, can you read the book before I fight!"
Zhao Qian Sun Li: Then I will spare you for the time being. After reading the book, I will get even more angry. Then I will beat you twice as hard.
The sweat-wiping author thought to himself: "No, the 300,000-word manuscript deposit quota is not safe. I have to work harder to code and gain time to escape!!!"
(Heavens + Legends + Suspense + Classical Fairies + Tang Dynasty + Taoist Priests + Traditional Cultivation + Demon Slaying)
