Li Mobai, the author of "The Streets", traveled to a fantasy world where Confucianism and Taoism collapsed.
The status of literati here is not as good as that of dogs, and cultivation relies on the resonance of stories.
When others still didn't care, he took out "Dou Po" to break off the engagement. He wanted to make some money, but he was regarded by the genius as a forbearing sage and followed him to death;
When others were practicing swordsmanship, he made fun of him by saying "It's so scary", and the old monsters actually understood the laws of the great way and begged him to speak the golden mouth again.
Every piece of Internet writing he copied has been imagined into an eternal layout; every joke he said has become a matter of words.
When the old god revived and wanted to bring the world to death, Li Mobai faced the sky full of immortals and Buddhas, and just slowly opened his new book:
"Don't worry, let me tell you a story about 'Honghuangliu' first..."
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It looks good. I love reading it. Come on, the author.
It looks good. I love reading it. Come on, the author.