My name is Gong Ahua, a former civil servant in Tianting, now a sanitation worker in Xixi. My daily routine is to sweep the garbage from the six realms into the trash can, accumulate enough merits to go back to take the exam, and chase that charming god at the same time. But today I took on a private job - pretending to marry a dead man. During the noon worship service, with the coffin used as a sedan chair, I cried louder than the suona. Until that pale hand came out of the ground and grabbed my wrist. The "dead man" in the grave smiled dazzlingly: "Madam, I forgot to write my will." I looked at the face that passed through the bridal chamber three hundred years ago, and the 100,000 yuan I just earned in my hand suddenly lost its fragrance. Because he took out the plague switch and asked me gently: "Either marry me, or be buried with the whole city, which one do you choose?"
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Good-looking, this is a story about redemption, growth and creation, extending from a small personal destiny to a grand reconstruction of the world.
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Good-looking, this is a story about redemption, growth and creation, extending from a small personal destiny to a grand reconstruction of the world.
What a magical author! Absolutely amazing! This is the most satisfying book I have read in the past ten years! I really want to post it to the master!