[Transmigrate into a Book Across Multiple Worlds] [Murder-Mystery Game] [Period Novel] [Fleeing Famine] [Cultivation World] [No Romance] [Subversive Wish-Fulfillment]
From a transmigrated tool character to the mastermind of a murder-mystery game.
Volume One: Complete
[Change My Fate in the 1970s: I Hold the Script and Stop the Villain from Destroying the Village]
Volume Two:
[Exiled in Troubled Times: General, Please Rebel]
Synopsis:
The "valiant general" Xiao Ce was the sharpest blade in the Northern Frontier, and the most uneasy dream haunting the emperor's court.
Yet instead of rewards, he received twelve death warrants from the capital, arriving day and night to hasten his demise.
Each one more urgent than the last, each one more chilling.
At court, the officials, dressed in crimson and purple, accused him of "growing too powerful and harboring rebellious ambitions."
In the Golden Hall, the ailing emperor sneered from behind the curtain and, with a stroke of his vermilion brush, laid down a vicious scheme:
Since "the summons cannot bring him back," they would charge him with defying the imperial edict, exile the entire Xiao clan in the capital, over two hundred people in all, to Lingnan, and forbid them from ever returning.
In the bitter cold, inside the central army's tent,
The battle report on the commander's desk had not yet gone cold when news of the capital's confiscation of their home arrived.
Outside the tent, the wind and snow howled. Tens of thousands of frontier soldiers removed their armor and knelt barefoot in the snow, wailing in anguish:
"The capital has no real men, only slaves who surrender! If you leave, General, we'll all die!"
"General, please rebel!"
At the edge of the cliff, Xiao Ce looked back.
At that moment, no war drums had sounded, yet the killing intent already filled heaven and earth.
Thirty-year-old liver cancer, born in a family that favors sons over daughters, was stabbed by the ex-wife of a blind date... Travel back to the 1970s? Thought it was a new student! As a result, in the dog-blood novel, the hard-working cows and horses... I have devoted my whole life to the hero's family... So what! As a result, there was no one to treat him when he was sick, and no one to bury him when he died!! She knows the script well, thank you for the invitation... She won't act!