"Lin Budu, divorced."
His wife thought he was poor, thought he was incompetent, and thought he couldn't even keep a job.
On the day of the signing, she wore a newly bought off-white windbreaker and exquisite makeup, as if she was celebrating something.
Lin Budu didn't make any noise. He's just tired.
When he returned to his hometown to clean up his ancestral home, a piece of ancient jade awakened his past life memories - he was actually a Taoist master before the end of the Dharma era.
Unfortunately, the spiritual energy is thin and there is no hope of rebuilding. Until he discovered that by eradicating demons and doing justice for heaven, he could gain merit.
With merit and virtue, your practice will make a thousand miles.
From then on, there was a "Taoist genius" in the world of hidden cultivation. Small days, Southeast Asian evil gods, and Western gods all line up to send merit.
My ex-wife called: "Lin Budu, can we start over?"
Lin Budu hung up the phone and glanced at the peerless empress beside him: "Sorry, I'm busy."
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