My name is Chen Fan
My grandfather gave me an old two-story building with a private courtyard. I rented out the two-story building, and the tenants were all gods!
Sun Wukong skips subject three, Zhu Bajie shows off his snacks, Yue Lao randomly pulls red strings, and the God of Wealth loses money every day...
This group of gods doesn't cultivate, fight, or ascend, they just mess around every day and do nothing!
Me: Please just be human!
Gods: Landlord, you would be happier if you were not a human being!
Me: So you are the immortals on the run from heaven!
Gods: Landlord Yes! How else could I rent a house from you!
Reader comments
It looks good, I'm happy without thinking, okay, come on!
It looks good, I'm happy without thinking, okay, come on!