I, the Golden Elixir Dzogchen, was kicked down the mountain by Master.
"Go find a tough guy to get married to. Otherwise, if you are going to die, don't blame me for not warning you."
I held the marriage certificate and wanted to fly immediately to find my fiancé, the son of the richest man I had never met.
Until I tasted my first Malatang at the foot of the mountain.
Later it was hot pot, barbecue, stinky tofu, snail noodles...
When I was eating pancakes and counting the days, I realized that there were only three days left before death.
That's it, let's fly over.
Su Heng was leading the team in training when he received the call from the old man.
"The girl you married with your fingertips finally came out of the mountains!"
He frowned and looked at me, who was falling from the sky with spicy oil on the corner of his mouth: "Your village... The traffic is quite unique, isn't it?"
