Classics!!! Great Works from China and Abroad!!! 名著！！！中外经典之书！！！

1. 301 国 National Treasure 国家宝藏 Old Nine of the Daoist Sect道门老九Mystery930k WordsCompleted [Tomb Raiding + Mystery + Smart Protagonists] There is a group of people armed with black blades and mysterious arts, born to venture into ancient tombs across the land. There is a group of people who fight without end and bleed until they are drained, dying to protect the nation's treasures. They stand before the countless people of the world, shielding them from its darkest corners. They leave the greatest glory of their people behind them, for all to behold. They share one name: Qilin. But I 38.6kReads9.4Score6.4kShelves

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   🌸Masterpieces, Classics from China and Abroad🌸 I'd like to recommend a few truly amazing works to my fellow book lovers; absolutely high-quality masterpieces! [Winking emoji]

2. 302 国 Cultivation Survival for the Nation's Fortune: I Can See Hidden Hints 国运修仙求生：我能看见隐藏提示 Ye Mofan叶默凡Urban1.5M WordsOngoing [National Fortune Survival + Livestreaming + Immortal Cultivation + God-Tier Hints] Blue Star’s resources are running dry, and the National Fortune Game has arrived! Two people from each country are randomly selected to enter the Cave Realm and cultivate immortality. If a contestant dies, their country’s national fortune will be deducted and a natural disaster will follow. Resources obtained by contestants in the Cave Realm have a chance of being returned to their countries with a critical bonus 53.7kReads7.8Score5.2kShelves

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   This is a fantastic cultivation novel about national destiny, incredibly good! The protagonist and his family transmigrate together, and then various countries on Earth unite to build another world, making the Dragon Kingdom invincible.

3. 303 我EN Learning to Slay Gods in the Psychiatric Hospital 我在精神病院学斩神 Three Nine Sound Domain三九音域Urban4.3M WordsCompleted A must-read hit on Tomato Novel | Original novel of the hit anime Slay the Gods | IP influence on the China Online Literature Influence List | 2023 China Good Novel Have you ever wondered whether monsters from ancient myths lurk beneath the neon-lit city? Have you ever wondered whether gods stand watch over humanity atop the moon hanging high above us? Have you ever wondered whether extraordinary people walk among us in our bustling modern cities, acting in the gods’ stead? In the society ruled 995.7kReads9.9Score158.5kShelves

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   Applying what you've learned [shy]

4. 304 兰 The Murder at the Orchid Pavilion Series (Complete in Three Volumes) 兰亭序杀局系列（全三册） Wang Jueren王觉仁Historical868k WordsCompleted The “Lanting” series reaches a triumphant conclusion, completing a groundbreaking historical mystery epic! The Lanting Preface Murder Plot, Volume 1: On the fourth day of the sixth month of the ninth year of the Wude era, the Xuanwu Gate Incident erupted. As he lay dying, Lu Shiheng, a middle commander of the Imperial Guard, left behind four cryptic words written in blood, leaving Li Shimin utterly baffled. Sixteen years later, Xiao Junmo, a Langjiang officer of the Black Armor Guard, is ordere 2.8kReads9.6Score500Shelves

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   These are all good books; I came to Tomato Bookstore specifically to read them.

5. 305 我 I'm a Fortune-Teller (The Original Novel of I'm No Master, Starring Li Xian and Li Yitong) 我是个算命先生（李现、李一桐主演《我不是大师》原著） Yi Zhi易之Mystery547k WordsCompleted The original novel behind the TV adaptation starring Li Xian and Li Yitong, I'm No Master The highest level of fortune-telling isn't predicting the heavens. It's reading people. During the Republican era, a secretive group called the Jiangxiang Sect operated in the underworld. They called themselves fortune-tellers, but made their living through fraud. From secret agents of the Military Statistics Bureau and bandit chiefs to scholarly households, sheltered women, and children, no one could escap 13.8kReads9.6Score1.9kShelves
6. 306 钢 Steel and Sunflower 钢与葵 Ripples of a Dream梦的涟漪Eastern Fantasy1.4M WordsOngoing This is a serious, dark-toned epic fantasy set on an imaginary continent. It features multiple protagonists, intricately interwoven plotlines, and a profound world. Its many elements include historical realism, political intrigue, steampunk, Cthulhu, mystery, and character growth. It is a slow burn, but never drags. Welcome to a world that belongs to no heroes. Here, pure light does not triumph over darkness. Instead, faith and fate clash in a bloody struggle. Supernatural powers are not blessin 271Reads9.2Score239Shelves

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   This book, though not a classic, is written with a style no less impressive than any great writer. It's absolutely brilliant and moving, enough to bring tears to your eyes. Try it and see!

7. 307 天 Heavenly Abyss 天渊 Mu Xiao Sansheng沐潇三生Eastern Fantasy6.4M WordsOngoing (The print edition has been published and is available to buy online) A hundred years ago, Chen Qingyuan entered a forbidden zone called the Heavenly Abyss. His soul lamp went out, and everyone believed he was dead. Today, Chen Qingyuan has emerged from the forbidden zone alive, but his cultivation has been destroyed and his spiritual roots severed. With his beloved breaking off their engagement and the various sects bullying him, what is Chen Qingyuan supposed to do? “Chen Qingyuan, you have tw 976.7kReads9.4Score99.9kShelves

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   Okay, okay, this is a cultivation story, funny, imaginative, full of nonsensical elements, quirky teammates, bizarre cultivation techniques, and bizarre luck. 1.8 Million words, enough to keep you entertained.

8. 308 榆 Elm Immortal 榆仙 Situ Qingchen司徒清尘Eastern Fantasy5.3M WordsCompleted The new book, “The Age of Demons: Cultivating the Unorthodox Path to Immortality, Starting with the Livestock-Creation Method,” is now available. [No System, no harem, traditional xianxia, decisive and ruthless, mortal cultivation.] Cultivation is about questioning your own heart. Yu Xian, an orphan from Dayushu Village, formed a bond with a great elm tree. Before dying, the Elm Tree Matriarch opened his spiritual root, and from then on he embarked on the path of cultivation. Using the elm’s spi 162.2kReads9.1Score18.7kShelves
9. 309 一 Heaven-Dominating Sword 一剑霸天 Eternal Night, Starry River永夜星河Eastern Fantasy9.6M WordsOngoing [A great author's alt account, one heroine, ruthless and decisive. Highly recommended!] Legend has it that there is a realm where one can pursue cause and effect, erasing every trace of an opponent across time and space with a mere sliver of divine power. One can command life and death, make countless worlds rise and fall with a single thought, and annihilate all living beings. One can stand level with the Heavenly Dao, harness the order of the universe, and rule supreme throughout eternity. Thi 341.3kReads9.2Score40.1kShelves
10. 310 九EN Immortal of the Nine Realms 九域凡仙 Dao Buyi道不易Eastern Fantasy8.1M WordsCompleted The path to immortality is uncanny, and humanity is lowly. All living beings are but pagodas, while the immortal heart is cold as frost. The young Fang Chen unexpectedly gains an immortal opportunity, but he has only one wish: to wield the immortal sword in his hand and bring peace to the world for all generations. 63.6kReads9.0Score5.2kShelves
11. 311 武 Wu Zetian's Four Great Mystery Cases 武则天四大奇案 Anonymous佚名Historical200k WordsCompleted [Historical Mystery + Four Great Cases + Ancient-Era Deduction] From strange cases in the countryside to courtly intrigue, Di Renjie carefully unravels the truth at every turn. Newly appointed magistrate of Changping County, Di Renjie is immediately faced with a bizarre murder: a merchant from Huzhou is found mysteriously dead at an inn in Liulidun. The local headman, Hu De, abuses his power, but the identity of the real culprit raises even more questions. Disguised as an ordinary traveler, Di R 377Reads9.5Score—Shelves

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    Reading more classics is good for your mind and body 🙂

12. 312 人 A Brief History of Human Torture 人类酷刑简史 Mark P. Donnelly马克·P.唐纳利Historical151k WordsCompleted For thousands of years, humanity has devised many ingenious and cruel ways to inflict pain on its own kind. This tragic yet seemingly universal trait has corroded the civilization humanity strives to achieve. Though we now seem to detest torture, for more than 3,000 years it was part of the laws of all Europe and much of the Far East. A Brief History of Human Torture explores the many forms of punishment, torture, coercion, and torment. It takes readers into the arenas of ancient Rome, medieval 7.2kReads9.6Score1.1kShelves

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    If you have time, you should explore a variety of knowledge.

13. 313 大 The Rise and Fall of the Tang Dynasty: Three Hundred Years (7-Book Set) 大唐兴亡三百年（全七册） Wang Jueren王觉仁Historical1.5M WordsCompleted More entertaining than The Book of Tang, more accessible than Zizhi Tongjian, and more reliable than Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties: an addictive, complete history of the Tang dynasty's 300 years. If you want to learn about Tang history, this is all you need! Recommended by the popular book program Luo Ji Thinking! The Tang dynasty was a great era that people have long admired, but its nearly 300 years of tangled history can be daunting. The official histories, The Book of Tang and Zizhi 5.1kReads9.6Score1kShelves
14. 314 国 A Complete Guide to Chinese Classics 国学知识大全 Lü Simei吕思勉Historical472k WordsCompleted This book collects Mr. Lü Simian's An Introduction to Chinese Studies, An Explanation of the Classics and the Masters, An Introduction to Pre-Qin Scholarship, An Outline of Neo-Confucianism, A History of Chinese Culture, The Method of Historical Research, History and Historical Records, and How to Read Chinese Historical Records. It is the most comprehensive guide to the fundamentals of Chinese studies available to date. 50Reads9.1Score—Shelves
15. 315 说 The Complete Story of Tang 说唐全传 Lotus-Dwelling Scholar如莲居士Historical360k WordsCompleted Centered on the gathering of heroes at Wagang Stronghold, the story spans the period from Emperor Wu of Northern Zhou’s conquest of Northern Qi and Emperor Wen of Sui’s pacification of Southern Chen, to Li Yuan of Tang’s defeat of the rival warlords and Li Shimin’s ascension to the throne. It mainly recounts how the heroes of Wagang joined forces to rebel against the Sui and help establish the Tang dynasty, recreating the turbulent age of the eighteen rebel kings and sixty-four bands of rebels. 21Reads9.4Score—Shelves

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    I only started to enjoy reading classic literature when I grew up.

16. 316 三 The Three Great Campaigns 三大战役 Li Kui李奎Historical548k WordsCompleted The victories in the Liaoshen, Huaihai, and Pingjin Campaigns destroyed the main forces on which the Kuomintang relied to maintain its rule, completely changing the course of events. In this war, the fates of great men, wise men, fools, and cowards became entangled, and they turned the battlefield, where the two sides faced off, upside down. They sent the entire situation in China into turmoil. In both scale and results, these campaigns were unprecedented in Chinese military history and rare eve 21.7kReads9.6Score1.4kShelves
17. 317 李 Li Zicheng (5-Book Set) 李自成（全5册） Yao Xueyin姚雪垠Historical2.9M WordsCompleted The novel follows the peasant rebel army led by Li Zicheng in the late Ming, tracing its rise from weakness to strength, its turn from defeat to victory, its overthrow of the Ming dynasty, and its resistance to the Qing armies advancing south. From multiple angles and at many levels, it recreates the turbulent history of the late Ming and early Qing, as well as the tragic defeat of the peasant rebels after their victories. It reveals the patterns behind peasant wars and the development of histor 1.3kReads9.6Score219Shelves

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    [OK] I recommend a few classic works by famous Chinese authors. They cover both history and reality, cities and villages, farmers and intellectuals, the underworld and the fight against organized crime. They reflect the thoughts, culture and values ​​of the time very well.

18. 318 我 My Best Friend Is Such a Stud, and She Hits So Hard 我闺蜜超man，她打人老疼了 Big Dragon Fruit大那火龙果Urban619k WordsOngoing [Man transmigrates into a woman] [Strong heroine] [Decisive and ruthless] [Gender-bending romance] An ace agent's soul transmigrates into a young girl. She doesn't shrink back or lose heart, but calmly accepts reality. Let's stick to one principle: The strong never complain about their circumstances. Even if I've become a woman, I'm going to be the female lead of a male-oriented power fantasy! When it's time to be decisive, she's decisive. When it's time to take down scum, she does so without me 245Reads—Score—Shelves

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    He wrote the book out of interest, and I recommended books to him to pass the time.

19. 319 惹 The Trouble-Making Disciple 惹祸的徒弟 Autumn Winds Sweep In寒枫袭来Ancient Romance555k WordsCompleted Because of natural disasters, the people of Liangcheng in Tianguo suffer from severe hunger. With no choice but to leave their hometown to survive, they head for the prosperous capital. A mother and son cling to each other as they make the arduous journey of a thousand li. By the time they reach the outskirts of the capital, the unfortunate mother is on the verge of death from hunger. Looking at her young son, she hopes some kindhearted person will take him in so he won’t starve to death. After 1.7kReads6.9Score103Shelves

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    Ancient style novels

20. 320 五 The Five Tigers Pacify the South 五虎平南 Li Yutang李雨堂Historical127k WordsCompleted The Five Tigers Pacify the South is set during the reign of Emperor Renzong of the Great Song, when the southern barbarian king Nong Zhigao rebelled and war engulfed the southern frontier. Di Qing, Prince of Pacifying the West, received the imperial order to lead the army and set out once more with the Five Tiger Generals. But they were thwarted by the sorcery of a strange martial expert from the southern tribes: Duan Hongyu, daughter of Duan Hong of Mengyun Pass. Trained in the Way of the Immor 3Reads8.3Score—Shelves

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    Classic Must-Read Books [Flying Kiss]

21. 321 绝 Absolute Zero (Complete in 12 Volumes) 绝对零度(全12册) Fan Luo樊落Mystery1.6M WordsCompleted Several people have fallen to their deaths in a bustling international metropolis within a short period of time. In addition to their bodies being twisted in bizarre ways, each victim wears an eerie smile. Were these suicides or murders? Detective Guan Hu of the Major Crimes Unit begins investigating. During the inquiry, he meets Zhang Yanduo, the mysterious owner of a bar near the police station, whose memory and analytical abilities are exceptional. With Zhang's help, Guan Hu discovers that th 4kReads9.6Score767Shelves
22. 322 西 The Romance of the Western Han 西汉演义 Zhen Wei甄伟Historical259k WordsCompleted Zhen Wei’s version of The Romance of the Western Han is a sweeping epic of the Chu-Han conflict, taking you back to the war-torn chaos at the end of the Qin dynasty. From the power struggles in Emperor Qin Shi Huang’s later years and Zhao Gao’s corruption of the court, to the rise of Xiang Yu and Liu Bang as rival heroes battling for supremacy, and onward to the fateful Feast at Hongmen and the tragic songs of Gaixia, this book vividly paints a grand tableau woven with political intrigue, ambiti 22Reads8.6Score—Shelves
23. 323 天 Chronicles of Tianlong's Rivers and Mountains 天龙山河录 When the Wind Rises, Slay the Night风起斩夜Xianxia363k WordsCompleted In the final years of the Northern Song dynasty, flames of war spread across Yanmen Pass. Qiao Xiaoshi, Duan Yunlan, Murong Wanqing, Yelü Yuan, Master Kongchen, the wanderer Yan Qing... The Ten Heroes of Tianlong assemble in a blaze of passion. They do not head south to escape the chaos. They go north to defend the nation’s gates! There is chivalry, tenderness, love of country, and faith. A Jin Yong-inspired spirit, classic wuxia, and a thrilling ensemble cast. Come join the fight! 12Reads—Score—Shelves

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    I write about dreams and use Tao as a book. Both of them are naturally generated structures, revealing the true world and the way back in my heart. At this point, the complete final chapter is presented, please read and appreciate it. Text: At the beginning of this book, I originally wrote it along the lines of orthodox martial arts. I just wanted to tell a down-to-earth story about my family and country. But in the middle of writing, I suddenly realized something, and slowly came to understand a set of "theory of divine consciousness creation". It was from that moment on that the structure of the entire book was no longer deliberately designed, but emerged naturally. The foreshadowing, the fate of the characters, and the ups and downs of the story all flowed by themselves. That's why my final chapter is what it is now. It is not to force perfection, not to feel happy, but to follow the core of divine creation and collect the whole story into a complete closed loop. The beginning is about martial arts, the middle is about enlightenment, and the end is about returning to one's true nature. This is the real structure of "Tianlong Mountains and Rivers", and it is also the ending that I think it deserves. [Final Chapter · The Wind Rises and Cuts the Night] Outside Yanmen Pass, the snow is blown by the new wind, and the flags are flying. Qiao Xiaoshi fell asleep deeply in the military tent, but in his dream it was not the beacon fire at the border, but a clear sea of clouds. Deep in the sea of clouds, there stood a figure in plain clothes. His face could not be seen clearly. He could only hear a gentle voice, like morning bells and evening drums, slowly ringing in his ears: "Your name is Qiao Xiaoshi. You are a good man who values love and justice. You have sacrificed for your brothers and sacrificed your life for your country. This passion has never cooled down." Qiao Xiaoshi's heart was shocked, and just as he was about to speak, the figure said again: "Yelu Yuan's composure, Duan Yunlan's chicness, Kong Chen's compassion, Yan Qing's prodigal chivalry, Ling Qing's tenacity, the Su brothers' loyalty and bravery, Abi Nu's agility, Murong Wanqing's gentleness... All these beliefs and character are the seeds I planted for you." "I am Feng Qi Zhanye, your writer and your witness." As the words fell, the sea of clouds surged and turned into thousands of stars, each of which reflected a familiar figure - Yelu Yuan stood on the top of a high mountain outside Yanmen Pass, his clothes were blown by the wind, and his eyes were like torches, looking at the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away; Duan Yunlan wielded a sword under the moon, and the sword energy cut through the sky; Kong Chen chanted lowly in front of the Buddha, wishing peace to all people; Yan Qing, dressed in light clothes, stands in the wind, with a prodigal spirit and an unchanging chivalrous heart; Ling Qing stands with a sword, heroic and awe-inspiring; The Su brothers guard the pass side by side, their armors are frosted, showing their loyalty; Abinu has a nimble figure, walking on the snow, with chivalrous features in his features; Murong Wanqing is sewing in the tent, with gentle features in her features; The white ape was playing in the snow, looking so naive. Qiao Xiaoshi looked at all this and suddenly understood: Their story was never a dream. Their beliefs are never born out of thin air. Someone, between the pages, lit a lamp for them, allowing them to stand up and move forward in this troubled world. When Qiao Xiaoshi woke up from his dream, it was already dawn outside the tent. He walked outside the tent, looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and suddenly bowed deeply to the void. "Thank you, sir." This scene is not an isolated case. That night, in every military tent outside Yanmen Pass, every Zen room in Shaolin, and every river and lake in the south of the Yangtze River, someone saw the figure in plain clothes in their dreams. In their dreams, they heard their names, saw their lives, and understood why they were fighting. When they woke up, someone carved the words "The wind rises and cuts the night" in the tent, someone prayed for him in front of the Buddha, and someone set up an invisible monument for him in the rivers and lakes. There is no name on the monument, only one line of words: The great chivalrous person serves the country and the people. The wind blows through the night and protects my mountains and rivers. Since then, there has been a legend in the world: A long time ago, there was a writer who wrote the story of a group of heroes, which also ignited the passion of an era. And those heroes always remember where their beliefs come from. — Text The opening chapter of this book is written with the same dream that I have had repeatedly for many years. I enter the dream state and start the chapter with a dream state. It is completely true to the feeling of entering a dream. When I first started writing "Tomb Robbery Notes: Rhino Island", I didn't set up a complete big structure, I just followed the story forward. But in the middle of writing, I suddenly realized the truth and deduced step by step my own worldview such as the Great Way of Guixu and the True Meaning of Ascension. It was from that moment on that the structure of the entire book was no longer deliberately designed, but emerged naturally. All the foreshadowing, the fate of the characters, and the direction of the plot all flowed by themselves, and finally reached the final chapter. The ending of my hero and heroine is completely different from other novels: there is no perfect reunion, no cliché reunion, but the two of them are sucked into the realm of heaven and earth, and become the guardians of the balance between heaven and earth, separated forever, in exchange for peace and stability in the human world. It begins with a dream and ends with waking up from a dream. It starts from the imaginary and returns to the true. Love enters the soul and hurts the bones. This is the most authentic creative process of "Tomb Robbers: Rhino Island", and it is also the most complete and natural structural closed loop in my mind. [Final Chapter· Qimen Locks Love and Heaven and Earth are in Sorrow] Everyone found out the secret of the pre-Qin fake tomb, and clarified the relationship between the ancestors and the geocentric array. They packed up the Luoyang shovel, the inscription rubbings and the Qimen disk, and then followed the tomb path from where they came. The heat and humidity of the ground stuck to his clothes, and the searchlight beam swayed across the bluestone steps. Kezi changed his composure and completely relieved himself of his tension. He looked like he was jumping for joy, and he started to huff and puff as soon as he took a step forward. "We have figured out the details of this old tomb! Now we have all the secrets in our hands. Should we sneak home!" Ke Zi carried the Luoyang shovel, walked briskly, patted Bo Zi on the shoulder and laughed, "Brother Brother, let's find a barbecue stall when we get out, have some cold beer with roasted kidneys, and make a few skewers of roasted pork belly to recuperate! These days of eating dry food and drinking cold water in the tomb have made me miserable." Bozi had a calm temperament. His shoulders sank when he was patted, but a rare smile appeared on his lips. He responded calmly: "Let's go out smoothly first. Don't be careless." "Don't worry, don't worry! With Brother Qiao and you here, everything will go smoothly!" Kezi said with a loud voice. He turned around and caught a glimpse of Su Wan beside him, who was lowering his head to read a book. He immediately leaned over and said in a warm and attentive tone, "Sister Su Wan, I'll be out soon." I'll take you and everyone to eat, drink and have fun. You can have whatever you want, I'll take care of it! I've been on tenterhooks all day long in the tomb, which is hard for you tender-skinned ones!" When Su Wan heard this, she raised her eyes and smiled, nodded and said, "Thank you, Brother Kezi. You really need to take a good rest when you go out." The group of people walked forward chatting and laughing, but Lao Qiao's steps were inexplicably heavy, and he kept looking uncontrollably at the east-facing tomb door in front of him - most of the door had collapsed over time, and the rubble blocked the door but it was not sealed. The biting cold wind came out of the gap, making a whining sound. He was just analyzing the secrets and not thinking about it in detail. At this moment, the doubts in his heart were getting stronger and stronger. He felt that the collapsed door was definitely not a natural damage, and there seemed to be some force pulling him closer. "Wait a minute." Lao Qiao suddenly raised his hand to signal everyone to stop and said in a deep voice, "There's something wrong with this east gate. We need to explore it." He stepped closer to the collapsed door and brushed the carvings on the gravel with his fingertips. Under the cold touch, the regular lines were actually the Qimen Formation's lead lines: "The wind envelopes the formation, and the collapse is deliberate. There is clearly a hidden passage. Maybe it can lead directly to the core of the formation, saving the need for a long detour." When Kezi heard about exploring the path, he became more interested and immediately picked up the Luoyang shovel: "Hey! Is there such a coincidence? Brother Qiao is right, dig it out and have a look! Anyway, it is still far from the exit. If we find out the passage, it is not in vain for us to come here!" Bozi immediately suppressed his smile, took out the short blade from his waist and pressed it against the wall as a warning, his sharp eyes scanning the shadows of the tomb passage; Su Wan opened the book and compared the engravings, and nodded after a moment: "The direction matches the position of the Qimen Gen, which is the trend of the Shengmen, corresponding to the direction of the god-level formation, but this pattern shows a deliberate guidance." Muxue stepped forward slowly, her fingertips lightly touched the gap between the tombstones, and she felt inexplicably depressed in her heart - she was sensitive to the Qimen Formation, and could detect the traction force hidden in the airflow behind the door, but could not discern the purpose. She only echoed softly: "The patterns were carved by the ancestors. It is an unusual tomb door." After a short time, a gap was cleared for people to bend down. Behind the door was a straight corridor. The stone walls were chiselled with fine rhinoceros patterns. Constant light from the ground diffused from the depths. A faint earthy smell floated in the wind, mixed with the unique cool breath of Zhenyan. The pulling feeling became more and more obvious, penetrating into people's hearts along the corridor. Everyone filed in. The corridor was so narrow that only two people could walk side by side. The stone walls were cold and refreshing, and the rhinoceros patterns flickered in and out of light under the constant light. Kezi's chatter and laughter gradually stopped, leaving only the echo of footsteps. After walking a few steps, Lao Qiao suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in his heart, his back tightened, and his steps unconsciously slowed down. The same was true for Muxue beside him, his fingertips felt cold and his heart felt heavy. The uneasiness resonated with Lao Qiao. Both of them felt that this corridor was like a lead, leading them to an unknown node. The surrounding sounds seemed to be cut off. Old Qiao turned his head and met Muxue's gaze - she had the same concern and panic hidden in her eyes. Her usually calm eyebrows were stained with anxiety and her eyelashes were trembling slightly. Muxue also looked at Old Qiao. His brows were slightly furrowed and his jawline was tense. He was rare and solemn. Their eyes collided and they could understand each other's uneasiness without words. The deeper you go into the corridor, the weaker the constant light becomes, the thicker the chaos, and the sense of uneasiness intensifies. Lao Qiao's Adam's apple moved slightly and he suddenly stopped. He grabbed Muxue's hand with his backhand. The palm was rough with the calluses of visiting a grave, but the force was steady and strong. Muxue's whole body stiffened slightly, and then he tightened his hand back firmly. The slightly cold fingertips clasped his palm. The warmth of this connection became the only warmth in the dark corridor, and also became a fetter against the inexplicable pulling feeling. "Brother Qiao? Why did you stop? Is there an agency?" Kezi in the front turned around when he heard the sound, the searchlight swept over, and his tone regained a bit of liveliness. Lao Qiao didn't let go of Muxue's hand and said in a deep voice, "It's okay. The corridor is narrow and the road is slippery. Be careful where you step and beware of hidden arrows." He didn't mention the strange pulling feeling, for fear of disturbing people's hearts. Bozi silently slowed down and followed behind the two of them to be more vigilant. Kezi grinned: "Don't worry! My eyes are bright!" Then he leaned towards Su Wan and whispered in a low voice, "When we go to the barbecue stall, I will cook it. I will make a perfect skewer. I guarantee it will suit your taste." After about half a stick of incense, the end of the corridor suddenly opened up, and a majestic flow of air from the center of the earth hit their faces. Everyone stepped out of the corridor and were suddenly on a suspended platform below the altar. In the center stood a spiraling stone step. The stone step wall was covered with rhino totems. The constant light spread upward along the gaps in the stone steps, revealing a majestic shimmer. The feeling of pulling suddenly became stronger at this moment. "Good guy, An Qisheng hid the passage under the altar, it's quite hidden!" Kezi was stunned and took the lead to follow Lao Qiao up the stone steps. He didn't forget to shout back, "Bozi, let's compare who drinks more when we get out!" "Do what you can." Bozi responded calmly and followed closely. Not long after, everyone stepped onto the top of the stone steps and walked out from the hidden gap behind the altar. When they raised their heads, they were all stunned. Even Kezi, who was whining, closed his mouth, and his eyes were full of shock and speechless—— In front of you is the core of the divine level formation, with an extremely wide field of vision. Chaos mist lingers in all directions. The constant light from the underground spreads across the sky and the earth. The light is soft but powerful, illuminating the entire core area clearly. The endless Qimen Nine Palaces and Bagua patterns are spread on the ground. The patterns are glowing with light golden aura. They slowly rise and fall with the air flow. The directions of the nine palaces are clearly defined. The middle palace is the hub of the formation. The patterns in all eight directions converge toward the middle palace, as if they are worshiping the core. At the core of the middle palace of the Nine Palaces and Bagua, there stands a statue of a mythical beast that is more than two feet high. It looks like a rhinoceros but not a rhinoceros. It is made of bluestone and has a spiral horn on its head. The single horn is white and translucent. It is the source of the constant light in the entire core. The mythical beast's body is covered with fine cloud patterns, and its four feet are firmly planted in the middle palace. Its expression is solemn and majestic, calming the universe. It is the same as the mythical beast in the ancient painting of An Qi Sheng riding a rhinoceros. Directly south of the throne, a white marble altar stands in the air. The platform is wide and flat, with rhinoceros patterns engraved on the edges. The center of the platform is engraved with a small round trigram pattern, which accurately echoes the eyes of the palace on the ground. A rhino horn that looks like jade but not jade is placed steadily in the center of the altar. The whole body is shiny and milky white, and the surface is covered with natural swirls. It perfectly matches the unicorn pattern of the mythical beast in the palace. The aura is looming and the tentacles are warm. You can tell at a glance that it is the treasure of the array; Between the divine beasts in the middle palace and the altar in the south, there is an unmarked and undecorated open space. The chaotic mist is becoming more and more dense here. The two qi of yin and yang are intertwined and flowing. The breeze sweeps through and brings out soft sounds, revealing the invisible pressure of the formation. It is the intersection of yin and yang of the Nine Palaces Formation, and the force that pulls Old Qiao and Muxue originates from this open space. After a long while, Kezi lowered his voice and exclaimed: "My mother, this is the core of the Earth's Core Formation! It's too open! The rhinoceros horn on the altar looks special, I'm afraid it's a treasure!" Su Wan quickly approached the edge of the altar, leaned over to observe the jade-like rhinoceros horn, and compared it with the Nine Palaces and Bagua pattern on the ground. She quickly recorded it on the notebook with her fingertips, frowning slightly: "I can only identify it as An Qisheng's Qimen Suppression Formation, but I can't understand the true purpose of this formation. The aura of the intersection of Yin and Yang is too weird." The waves slowly spread out in a fan shape, and her eyes scanned the surrounding fog and ground textures, alert to detect potential abnormalities; Muxue looked at the mysterious beast in the middle palace, and then at the rhinoceros horns on the altar, something strange flashed in her eyes, and the warmth of Lao Qiao's palms was still on her fingertips. She was sure that this wave was leading her and Lao Qiao to the intersection of Yin and Yang from the moment they stepped into the east gate; Lao Qiao slowly walked into the chaotic open space between the mythical beast in the middle palace and the altar - the pulling feeling finally landed here. As soon as he stood firm, the Nine Palaces Bagua pattern under his feet suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, the single horn of the mythical beast in the middle palace shone brightly, and the jade-like rhinoceros horn on the altar also glowed simultaneously, and the chaotic mist rolled violently around him. Su Wan's face changed suddenly and she shouted in a hurry: "No! We didn't touch the formation by mistake, this formation brought you here on purpose! Brother Qiao knows that Qimen can draw the earth's veins, and Miss Muxue knows the formation and can respond to Tianyun. What this intersection of yin and yang wants is you two! But what exactly this formation is going to do, I don't understand at all!" Everyone was shocked, but just as Kezi was about to call Old Qiao back, something happened. Lao Qiao's heart sank, full of surprise and uneasiness. He turned his head subconsciously, and met the eyes of Muxue who was looking over. Her eyes were also flustered and confused. Both of them knew the formation, but they couldn't guess the purpose of the formation. They felt that a strong force had locked onto each other. The moment their eyes collided, two powerful but invisible yin and yang forces suddenly exploded from the center of the open space, one sinking to the earth and one rising to the sky, forcibly cutting off a clear boundary in this intersection zone! This is not an accident of the formation, but a predetermined pull, coming specifically for Lao Qiao and Muxue. The auras of others do not match and are not affected at all. The two people's feet did not move, but the space around them had quietly differentiated, and they were wrapped in the corresponding realms of heaven and earth in an instant! A thick gray mist suddenly filled up all over Lao Qiao, and the Bagua lines under his feet turned into a dark black, revealing the unique coldness and thickness of the earth's core. The smell of earthy earth mixed with the formation air lingered on the tip of his nose. In his ears was the low thunderous buzz of the formation, and all he could see was the dark shadow of the earth's center totem - he was pulled by the force and entered the earth space, with only one thought in his heart: to hold on to Muxue tightly; Muxue was held up by a clear and shallow buoyancy. The mist around her body was white and translucent. The trigrams under her feet were glowing with a soft golden light. Warmth was caressing her face. There was a clear aura on the tip of her nose. There was a clear and clear sound like wind chimes in her ears. Misty cloud patterns passed in front of her eyes. She entered the sky, and her fingertips held Old Qiao's hand with all their strength, unwilling to be separated. The two realms of heaven and earth, one sinking and one rising, one dark and one bright, one cold and one warm, are clearly defined but are tightly connected by the two people's interlocked hands. The pulling force of yin and yang is getting stronger and stronger. It is the formation that is forcibly separating the two people. However, the two people are holding each other tightly, their fingertips are turning white from the force, and their wrists are sore from being pulled. The surrounding Kezi's exclamations, Su Wan's urgent shouts, and Bozi's warnings have long been isolated by the formation barriers between the two realms, and have become blurry and distant. Only their clasped hands between heaven and earth are left, and the panic and reluctance in each other's eyes, as well as the confusion about the unknown formation - they were led here and forcibly separated into heaven and earth, but they had no idea of the ultimate purpose of this formation. At the core of the formation, the underground constant light spread coldly over the whole body. Lao Qiao and Muxue stood side by side in the center of the chaos. The surroundings were so quiet that they could hear each other's heartbeats and breathing. Suddenly, two invisible forces struck from both sides. Lao Qiao's left shoulder sank, and Muxue's right shoulder was pulled. Their hearts tightened, and they subconsciously stretched out their hands towards each other, and their palms locked together instantly - his palms were thick and strong from the rough calluses worn in the tomb; her fingertips were slightly cold and delicate, but she squeezed back with all her strength, her fingertips tightly clasping the lines on the back of each other's hands, as if she wanted to embed each other into the bones and blood, never to be separated again. The force gradually increased, not pushing, but tearing at both ends. The hands held by the two of them were stretched out, their elbows were sore, numb, and swollen, but neither of them would let go. The moment their eyes met, panic filled his eyes. Fragments of tenderness from the past surged in through the constant light, and sweetness wrapped in biting pain gnawed at his heart inch by inch. It was the panic hug under the constant light when they first met. He mistakenly recognized her as Su Yan and hugged her eagerly. She froze, but the clear breath made his heart throb inexplicably; it was the silent companionship by the Lingxi River. The two sat on the cold bluestone, the stream was gurgling, from the dawn of the constant light to the light and shadow fading, silent but stable. When leaving, he turned around and solemnly said, "Wait until I finish." I must come to you if I need to do something." She lowered her eyelashes lightly, and her eyes were full of tiny light and warmth, which became all his hope for breaking into the tomb. It was a fishing afternoon, and he was hiding between his legs to clumsily weave a red rope. His fingertips were pulling and twisting, and his ears were burning. He didn't realize that she had already caught a glimpse, and her cheeks were flushed and she hurriedly turned her head. The secret shyness was the unspoken tenderness between each other. The warmest thing was the dim light in the trap - at the moment of the fall, he held her in his arms, placed himself underneath, took out a small flashlight and turned it on, the weak beam piercing the darkness. He talked about the four seasons of the world: spring willows blowing on the shore, summer cicadas chirping in the cool night, autumn maples covering the mountains with clouds, and winter snow covering shoulders and white hair. Finally, he held her hand and asked softly, "Will you come with me?" She looked at the light in his eyes, her eyelashes trembled, and she nodded heavily. The tenderness in her eyes made her eyes sore. He hurriedly took out the concentric knot of the hidden red heart copper rope and carefully tied it to her wrist with the help of flashlight. The red rope was wrapped around the wrist, so bright that it was dazzling. He then tied the other one around his wrist, tied it tightly, and said with a smile, "It's tied, and it will stay with me for the rest of my life." She lowered her head and rubbed the red rope, with a faint smile on her lips. Her eyebrows in the flashlight were the softest he had ever seen. At this moment, the red rope between the wrists was still dazzlingly red, but the pulling force suddenly increased sharply. The fingers of the two people were tightly clasped, and they began to be separated one by one by invisible force. Every time one of them was separated, it felt like a piece of flesh was being gouged out of the heart. The color drained from Lao Qiao's face in an instant, and there was a burning sob in his throat. He clenched it with all his strength. His knuckles turned white, veins popped out, and his nails were almost embedded in the back of Muxue's hand. His eyes were filled with desperate red bloodshots. His voice was hoarse and broken, and he screamed with a cry: "Muxue! Don't let go! I'm holding you! I'm holding you very tight!" Tears in Muxue's eyes instantly filled up, and large ones slid down her cheeks, falling on the hands held by the two of them. The warm tears were dizzy and evaporated by the constant light. She also clenched back with all her strength, her fingertips clenched until they turned white, and her fingertips dug hard into his palm. Her throat seemed to be strangled and she couldn't make a sound. Only her shoulders could not stop shaking, and there were crumbling tears on her eyelashes. Her eyes were pleading. , Is reluctance, is the attachment engraved in the bone marrow - she wants to respond to him, wants to call his name, wants to tell him that she will never let go, wants to accept that four-season appointment again, but all the words are blocked in her throat, leaving only silent tears. The force became stronger and stronger, and the tearing feeling was heartbreaking and bone-crushing. First, the little finger was forced to slip out from between the fingers, and both of them trembled at the same time. The moment the fingertips separated, it was like a thread was torn from the heart; then the ring finger, the tightly interlocked knuckles were forcefully separated, and Old Qiao was in pain. With a snort, the tears in her eyes finally couldn't hold back and fell on the back of her hand; Muxue also curled up her fingertips in pain, and the tears fell even more urgently. Her vision was already blurred, but she stared at the fingers of the two of them still intertwined, refusing to move away even an inch. When the middle fingers were separated, Lao Qiao's voice was completely broken. He murmured over and over again, like pleading and obsession: "Don't separate... Muxue, I haven't taken you to see the spring willows bud, I haven't accompanied you to listen to the summer cicadas, I haven't come to you yet..." Muxue looked at his red eyes, looking at the hand that only had her index finger and thumb interlocked, shook her head desperately, tears blurred his face, but she still clasped his knuckles hard, that was her last stubbornness. In the end, even the tightly clasped thumbs could not withstand the force of fate and were suddenly pulled apart - the two hands were completely separated. The last second when the fingertips brushed, the hot touch was fleeting, leaving only a biting coldness that instantly spread throughout the body. At the moment when their hands were completely separated, two haloes of light suddenly enveloped the two of them: Lao Qiao's body was surrounded by a deep and dark chaotic energy, which instantly wrapped him tightly, and his figure quickly became transparent in the constant light; Muxue's side was filled with bright white skylight, and her figure wrapped in plain clothes melted into the void little by little. At the last second, the two people's eyes were still locked on each other. Lao Qiao maintained the posture of stretching forward and clasping his hands, his palms were empty, and her fingertips still retained her warmth; Muxue's hands were frozen in mid-air, with his callus marks still imprinted on the fingertips. The tears on her eyelashes were still lingering, and her eyes were full of reluctance and regret. There was no loud noise, no door opening and closing, just so silent, the world was forever separated. Old Qiao staggered and stood firm in the pitch-black darkness, with nothing in front of his eyes and only dead silence in his ears. He squatted down suddenly and buried his face in his knees. He had just grasped her hand and pressed it tightly against his heart. The pain there felt as if it had been hollowed out. The hug when we first met, the nod by the stream, the shyness of fishing, the dim light of the trap's flashlight, the tenderness of the concentric knot wrapped around the wrist, and the sharp pain of just separating the fingers one by one, ran through my mind over and over again, and each scene was painful to my heart. He screamed into the dark void, shouting Muxue's name, shouting about the unfulfilled promise of the four seasons, shouting that he wanted to hold her hand tightly again, but in response to him, there was only a dead echo, which shattered into pieces without a trace in the forest. The red rope between his wrists was already as cold as ice. In the sky, Mu Xue stood alone in the mist of the sky. The hand that was frozen in the air slowly fell down, and the fingertips rubbed the palm over and over again, as if to keep the remaining traces of the cocoon. The concentric knot between his wrists was clenched until it turned white, leaving deep red marks, but the pain was not as painful as his heart. She looked at the direction where she stretched out her hand, and there was no longer the old Qiao who was clumsy at weaving red rope, whose eyes were shining all the time, and who tried his best to hold her tight. She cried silently, and the tears fell into the sky and disappeared in an instant, leaving no trace. She could only recite silently in her heart thousands of times: Lao Qiao, I will wait for you, wait for you to hold my hand tightly, wait for you to take me to see the four seasons of the world... A red rope was tied by two people, and the ten fingers were clasped tightly before it was torn apart. The two places missed each other, and the world was forever separated. The most heartbreaking thing is never that we will never meet again, but that we try our best to hold each other tightly, but can only watch the fingers being torn apart one by one; that the warmth of each other is still retained in the palms, but can no longer touch it; that the deep feelings, promises made, and longing for fireworks hidden in the silence have all become obsessions that are engraved in the bones and blood and can never be repaid. Later, the eternal light under the ground remained cold and silent, there was no more ripples in the formation, the four-story tomb chamber returned to peace, and the world was clear and clear. No one knew that it was two people who separated for eternity in exchange for peace in the world. In the dark environment, Old Qiao rubbed the red rope on his wrist day by day, guarding the boundless silence. Every time the constant light circulated underground, he talked to the void about the four seasons of the world - about the spring willows sprouting new buds, the summer cicadas chirping all night, the autumn maples turning red all over the mountains, and the winter snow falling all over the shoulders. He spoke seriously, as if there was still a smiling and nodding man sitting next to him. In the realm of bright daylight, Muxue clenched her heart knot every night, looking at the misty sky, her fingertips traced the old marks on her palms over and over again. She imitated his tone, echoing the four seasons in her heart, echoing the unfulfilled "I'm here to find you", but this response could never reach his ears again. The red rope is still there, the person has passed away, the world is peaceful, only lovesickness remains. A sharp dull pain hit his heart, and Lao Qiao woke up suddenly, his body trembled violently, and he sat up suddenly, his chest heaved violently, and he gasped for air, as if he had just escaped from a desperate situation of suffocation. He subconsciously raised his right hand, and his fingertips frantically rubbed his wrist. It was smooth and empty. There was no concentric knot of red heart copper rope that had been entangled thousands of times and was so bright that it was dazzling in the dream. There was only a cold touch. Then, his fingertips touched the wetness in the corners of his eyes. He suddenly raised his hand to wipe it, and his fingertips were instantly covered with cold tears - two lines of deep tears had already snaked across his cheeks and wetted the collar around his neck. New tears were still rolling down from the red and sore corners of his eyes, hitting the back of his hands. They were shockingly hot, and the contrast made people's hearts tighten. He raised his eyes blankly and looked around. There was no dark and silent environment around him, no bright white sky, and no figure in plain clothes. There was only the familiar ceiling of the room, with unfinished mineral water on the table. Outside the window was the dim afterglow of the city, and the faint sounds of vendors and traffic downstairs could be heard. It was an extremely real human fireworks, but it was so real that it made him panic. It turns out that that unforgettable encounter, the silence side by side in the forest, the hot promise in the trap, the heart-wrenching pull in front of the battle array, and the heart-wrenching pain of being separated forever, were all just a grand yet futile dream from beginning to end. The pain in the dream was real, the tears were real, the warmth of the palms of my hands was real, and even the obsession that I wanted to hold tightly but failed in the end was as clear as if it was engraved in my bones and blood; but when I woke up from the dream, Muxue was fake, the knot of hearts was fake, and those sincere "I'm coming to you" and the unfulfilled promise of the four seasons were even more untouchable. Old Qiao sat stiffly, his back already soaked with cold sweat. The dull pain in his heart lingered, as if it was still being torn apart by an invisible force. Tears still fell silently from the corners of his eyes. He was completely lost, and even his breathing was trembling. It wasn't until the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang harshly, and the sharp ringtone cut through the dead silence of the room, that he was pulled out of the remaining pain of the dream. He lowered his eyes sluggishly and took out his phone with numb fingertips. The two dazzling words "Kezi" danced on the screen. He hesitated for a few seconds before opening the answer button. Kezi's hearty and direct voice immediately came from the receiver: "Where is Old Qiao? Come out for a drink. See you at the same place!" The smoke and smoke of the market rushed to his face in an instant, forcibly bringing him back to reality from the tear-filled dream. Lao Qiao opened his mouth and wanted to respond, but his throat was so dry and painful that he could only make a few hoarse breaths. He slowly raised his hand and touched his empty wrist again. The feeling of the red rope still seemed to remain there, but the vacancy in his heart could no longer be filled. ----------------------------

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    For the first time in 400 years, someone has welcomed Don Quixote to China! This book is highly recommended!

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    Reading can provide motivation when you feel inferior. Reading can make one humble when one is arrogant.

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    An experimental work that synthesizes all the classic works. This may be my last book.

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    Fans of uplifting stories and adventure, especially those who enjoy Tomb Raider Chronicles and Ghost Blows Out the Light, are in for a treat! The captivating new novel, *Notes from Black Wind Pass*, and the related short story series, *The Jade Mirror of the Silk Road*, are here! These are high-quality male-oriented novels that Chinese readers should enjoy, exploring the truth of the folk world. The suspense, supernatural elements, and mystery are incredibly engaging. You won't be able to put it down from beginning to end, and the imagery is vivid!

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45. 345 丝 Silk Road Jade Chronicles: The He Clan's Hydrology and the Shule River Valley 丝路玉鉴：河氏水文之疏勒河谷 White Prism LEE白棱镜LEE15k WordsCompleted Jade Appraisal Along the Silk Road: The He Clan's Hydrology and the Shule River Valley 4Reads—Score—Shelves
46. 346 午 Four at Noon 午时到四 God of Gaming游之神57k WordsCompleted At the Fourth Hour of the Horse 5Reads—Score—Shelves
47. 347 我 I Wish Us Joy Forever 我愿常欢喜 Wang Erqiao汪二峤Marriage & Romance1.7M WordsCompleted [Women’s Growth + Romance and Marriage + Workplace + Relationships] Girls from different family backgrounds will all find their own happiness! A rose raised in a greenhouse will weather life’s storms, while a girl who grows like a weed will find her own spring. She is a rich girl from a big city, yet she falls prey to a gold-digging boyfriend, sexual harassment at work, and exclusion by her colleagues... She is a small-town academic who gets extorted by a fellow villager and drained by parents w 47.2kReads9.7Score5.9kShelves
48. 348 午 At High Noon V 午时到五 God of Gaming游之神77k WordsCompleted Wushi Daowu 5Reads—Score—Shelves
49. 349 丝 Silk Road Jade Chronicles: The Su Clan's Astrology and the Buddhist Caves of Longyou 丝路玉鉴：苏氏星象之陇右佛窟 White Prism LEE白棱镜LEE22k WordsCompleted Jade Appraisal Along the Silk Road: The Su Clan's Astrology and the Buddhist Caves of Longyou 10Reads—Score—Shelves
50. 350 曾 Young Once 曾少年 Jiu Yehui九夜茴Modern Romance253k WordsCompleted The hit TV adaptation of the novel, The Youth Years, is now airing! Supervised and written by Jiu Yehui, it stars Zhang Yishan, Guan Xiaotong, Fan Chengcheng, Li Xirui, and Jiang Peiyao, bringing together the dream cast millions of readers have been waiting for. Let's look back together at the young people we once were, and the girls who were by their side. People always think the songs, movies, and snacks of their youth were better, and their friends more lovable. That's because the feelings of 95Reads9.5Score—Shelves

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