"Hello everyone, my name is Taichu, I am a Sanxian by profession, and my hobbies are eating melon seeds, watching theater, and using Hongjun Daozu's Tiandao WiFi at the foot of Yujing Mountain."
As a variable that is not included in the calculation of heaven, the daily life of Taichu was very pleasant:
Three clans fighting? He sells melon seeds.
Rahu layout? He handed Luohu the knife (and then used Luohu as a chess piece).
Hongjun joins forces? He conveniently stole a trace of the power of heaven as a souvenir.
Every day, I focus on one person who is arrogant and shady, and just watching the excitement is not a big deal.
Saints think he is annoying, powerful people think he is useless, Hongjun thinks he is just an ant hanging at the door of the dojo.
Until one day, God's anger descended and the world was shaken.
The good-for-nothing Sanxian who smiled playfully all day slowly unfolded the cause and effect chessboard in his hand.
Thousands of causal threads were stirred at the same time, and all the saints found that their destiny was dancing on the fingertips of this "weak chicken"!
Taichu put away his smile and lowered his head to protect the faint remnant of consciousness on his chest:
"Touch her and you'll die."
——You think I'm being mean? No, I'm just playing chess.
——A game has been played for hundreds of millions of years, just to piece together her moves.
