Pan Jinlian had just finished saying "Dalang, it's time to take medicine" on the TV when the TV went black.
When I opened my eyes again, I became Wu Dalang.
Short arms and short legs, the wind and cold are just right. Pan Jinlian was busy in the kitchen, calling me to drink medicine in a gentle voice.
I'm not fucking drinking. This body belongs to me, and so does Yanggu County.
Wu Song hadn't killed the tiger yet, Ximen Qing hadn't come to the door yet, and Shi Qian was still running around under the wall.
Just right.
I first sell donkey meat rolled in pancakes and heat up the stove. Then find out Ximen Qing's family background and clear out his pharmacy, house, and cash. Zhou Xu sold donkey meat, Shi Qian taught me how to climb the wall, and Brother Yun ran errands for me.
By the time Wu Song came down from Jingyanggang, I had already set the stage for the drama in Yanggu County.
Others travel across time to survive. I, Lu Ye Chuan, am here to collect the bill.
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