"If you don't write, Chang'an will die tonight." The gloomy thoughts had no joy or anger, only absolute coldness, like a judgment from heaven or a call from chaos. Yuan Tiangang was shaking all over. He looked at the dying people all over the city, looked at the two ancient characters "Bodhi" on the sky screen, looked at the blank silk book on the stone table that could swallow up the world, and finally stretched out his hand. The moment your fingertips touch the ink pen. His fingertips disappeared. It's not injured, it's not broken, it's directly transformed into nothingness, as if it had never existed. The ink pen automatically absorbed the power of his soul and wrote the first stroke on the blank silk book. This stroke is not a human pen. It's the stars falling and the world turning upside down. On the silk book, a picture slowly emerged: the sun and the moon are in the same sky, yin and yang embrace each other, and two qi, one black and one white, form a circle. There are no words in the ring, but there are thousands of secret patterns flowing. Next to it, a line of small characters was generated out of thin air: The vast world is endless, the sun and the moon cycle, and the cycle begins again and again. The first image is success. [Bookshelf plus one][Bookshelf plus one][Bookshelf plus one][Bookshelf plus one][Asking for explosive updates][Asking for explosive updates][Asking for explosive updates][Asking for explosive updates]
A masterpiece, truly a masterpiece! One of the few quality articles on Tomato, I hope the author will continue to write more! You can leave a complete story to yourself and your fans without traffic, so don't cut it, don't cut it! !
The masterpiece is here! These books are definitely masterpieces by Tomato (if you don't read these books with IQ... They can be considered masterpieces, right?)
It may not be a masterpiece, but it is very interesting. I highly recommend it. I have read every book by myself. The plot is reasonable and the characters are likeable. [Send heart][Send heart][Send heart][Send heart]
A true masterpiece of tomatoes. Oh my god, book 3 is absolutely amazing. The author wrote so well! Both the male and female protagonists are smart and thoughtful! And this aloof educated youth is really good at it! The first book is even more amazing! The most beautiful product among immortal products! Anyway, you'd better be prepared to chase after him. I like this domineering snake driver so much! Wow, it's so sweet that I'm confused!
The first doomsday novel has an interesting setting, the protagonist and villain have online IQs, and the characters are well drawn. I really like reading this book, but it's too little. Please guys, if it's good, give it 5 stars. If it's not good, give it one star. The author said the rating is higher. I'll add a few more chapters. If you want to read the next two books, they're not brainless.
The seemingly invincible villain is actually a modern man who has been reborn through time travel. The anti-routine plot is hilarious, and the villain has reformed his evil ways. It is a fantasy and refreshing story. I highly recommend it.
The masterpieces must be Alien Beasts and Stepping Stars, and the son-in-law of Ultra, the Chinese god of war, is also very beautiful, and the content is lively and interesting. The reason why it is rated 7 points is because the writing is too realistic and it was deliberately suppressed. Fellow Taoists, believe me.
. The quality of this article is good, the plot has ups and downs, come to the world of Crusu to cultivate your mind, folklore is suspenseful, fantasy and supernatural, it is super exciting and beautiful.
(1) Xiao Qing and I stayed together for five days. On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, she returned to Shenzhen. During this period, I slept on the small sofa and she slept in the bedroom. After she left, I often doubted whether she had been to my place. I just vaguely remembered that day when she said she wanted to see a woman naked, so she took off her clothes and showed it to me and told me not to touch her. She was really beautiful. But all this is slowly blurring in my memory... But the festive atmosphere in Wuhan is still there. I am afraid to go out and see the happy crowds and festive posters everywhere. I locked myself in the room, imagining what kind of Spring Festival Duoduo would be living overseas. Is there a Spring Festival overseas? Is it so lively? I suddenly felt that going abroad was the right choice for Duoduo. At least I could escape the pressure of loneliness caused by such joy. For more than 20 years, I no longer have the concept of celebrating the Spring Festival, just because I am alone... I once wore the suit Xiao Qing bought me in the house, put on the tie, and in front of the mirror I felt much younger. It was just that the crow's feet at the corners of my eyes were particularly obvious under my forced smile. I was old. Yes, but I am not as afraid of growing old as I used to be. I hope that I will grow old as quickly as possible. No one cares anyway. Spring is here again. You may not believe it. Spring in this city is too short. In this spring, I tried to find some traces of my past childhood in the city where I have lived for more than 20 years. When I drove my car and carefully walked through the crowds in the old town of Wuchang, I actually had some memory loss. The only thing I remembered was that the bridge hole was still there, but the people next to it had changed. After all, it had been more than 20 years ago. I know that I am afraid to tell everyone my secret things, and this secret thing is why I am willing to walk aimlessly on the streets of the city alone late at night. And now everyone knows, because that night, when I was five years old, I wandered here alone in the middle of the night, looking for my non-biological parents, and the brother who beat and scolded me in my memory. Maybe I was looking for them? Who knows, that's it anyway, I like it. Fortunately, only Duoduo knows this in the novel. Others don't know, and they don't care. Even if Li Fan once cared and Yu'er once cared, it's in the past. Before spring comes, I do a few things. The first thing was to suddenly appear at Li Fan's home and see the child who had gradually returned to normal. At that time, Li Fan was the only one at home. My appearance made her overwhelmed and excited. She must have wanted to say that she had found me again and that she could care for me and love me again. But after a few simple words, I left without leaving any trace of my whereabouts. I was just a floating cloud in her life. She is very happy now, and that is enough. The second thing is that after going to Li Fan's house, I went to Shanghai and drove myself. I saw the sea for the first time, and it was wider than I imagined. I was sitting on the beach. There was no beautiful beach. I tried to get closer to the sea, but I was afraid that the sea water would wet my shoes. The weather was still very cold at that time, and the fashionable women on the streets of Shanghai could not make their curves more beautiful. I am so close to the sea, and the other side of the sea is the west coast of the United States. I learned from Dean Tantai that Duoduo is a city on the west coast of the United States, so I felt very close to her at that time. I could almost feel the beating frequency of her heart when I closed my eyes. The impression of Duoduo's appearance always stays in my mind that morning. She was dressed like a princess, with light makeup and a thin layer of lipstick on her lips. Her body exuded the fragrance of CD Enchantment perfume, and there were a few fake diamond tears stuck under her big eyes. Whenever I think of Duoduo, I think of her like this. Every time I think of her like this, I want to cry, and I want to cry loudly. However, judging from my expression, the people around me must have thought that I was thinking about something happy, with a faint smile on my face... Yes, this is something outside the sun, and no one knows about the things within the sun. I sat on the beach for three hours, smoked a pack of cigarettes, and then drove back to Wuhan overnight. When I visited Wuhan, I no longer felt like home. I feel like returning to this city is like arriving at a hotel, becoming a tourist instead of a resident. Is it because there is no more Duoduo? Or is there no one in this city with whom I can talk familiarly? I don't know, that's how it feels. Not long after, I received a call from Xiao Qing. She said she went to Hong Kong. As for what she was doing there, I didn't ask her or tell her. Not long after, I heard the bad news that Dean Tantai had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and died at home. Her nanny was the first to know. This woman is very strange. She has never been married or had a man in her life. Why? I don't know. I never speculate on women's affairs. It's difficult to explain with common sense. You can guess. After President Tantai died, their hospital held a grand memorial service for her. I participated, and there was only one head left in the crowd that you could see. She was buried in Jiufeng Mountain. She died and I never got any news from Duoduo. Not long after, they passed each other because of desire, but they also parted ways. Not long after that, I took over a bar, not so much so that I could stay there all day long and prevent others from making money from me, but rather to fulfill Yu'er's original dream and mine. At first, Yu'er had a huge quarrel with my family to borrow money so that I could open a bar. I have no dreams anymore, except waiting for Duoduo to come back. I recalled everything in the past, all the dreams I had in the past, even if they were as trivial as just taking a picture of myself, I have already realized them. Yu'er doesn't know if he is happy or not. Maybe the two of them quarrel often, but it's not bad. I don't even have anyone to quarrel with. Now I am waiting for Duoduo to take over a bar. (2) I once thought about picking up the bar where Duoduo and I met, but I saw the door was closed with a big black word "DEMOlish" written on it. The whole city is being demolished, demolished and rebuilt, it is said that it can change the face of the city. This city feels more and more strange to me. This means that it is impossible for me to go back to the past and sit and drink with Duoduo in that position. The acting scene was lost, and I drove away disappointed. Life is a play, and my play lacks a protagonist and becomes a one-man show. Just like this novel, no new protagonist has appeared, or those who have appeared are just passers-by who are too short-lived to be worth mentioning. After I came back, I was on the balcony of the house, quietly flipping through the classified ads in the newspaper, looking for any news about the transfer of the bar, but there was none. I threw the newspaper aside, and out of the corner of my eye I noticed a family search notice, saying that I was looking for my parents who gave me up for adoption thirty years ago. In this case, why don't I post a family search notice? But I don't even know the names of my relatives, including the father who adopted me home. I gave up on the idea, tossed the paper aside, and listened to the sounds of the city below. I live on the 18th floor, and the sounds from below are already deformed. Looking at the cars and pedestrians below from upstairs, they all look different. There was a big head on people's shoulders, and the cars were like red, black, green and white worms, some long or short, crawling aimlessly in the narrow passages of the city like viruses, and then stopped at a crossroads, as if preparing for a confrontation. Slowly, the sky became dark. Back to the room, turned on the computer music, and the song "Loneliness is Missing" by Power Train was played in sequence: Habit is to guard the cold bed and ashtray alone. Loneliness without you Missing you on a night like this Opening the window and blowing the cold wind Deliberately turning off the light Trying to imagine your smile …Three days later, I took over a bar, located on a bar promenade in Hankou. Before I took over, I felt a little uneasy, for fear that I wouldn't be able to preserve and increase the value of my money. The boss was a very cheerful person. He said that he was going to speculate in real estate, and that he had no interest in this business. Thinking, he and a few friends bought second-hand houses in the city and then resold them. They could earn 30,000 to 40,000 yuan per house. He felt that the bar was too energy-consuming. He said that if I had the funds, I would not take over the bar and asked me to work with them. I was touched by his humor, smiled and refused. From my point of view, the business of this bar is indeed very dull. The night before and in the afternoon before I took over, I drove around here and took a look. It was not popular. The main reason was that the decoration inside was too old and looked a bit shabby. After taking over, I carried out a major renovation, hired a decoration company to design, and made some corrections with them. Finally, half a month later, the renovation was completed with a completely new look. Due to the lack of understanding of this industry, it is equivalent to retaining all the original people and only changing the boss. I made a private room into my own small office, and then put a broadband in it and installed a ventilation fan (because I smoke). The outside of the house is a wall of glass. I should be able to see the morning sun rising in front of my eyes, but at this time I usually haven't gotten up yet, and I can still see the excitement on the street. The room was very small, only three or four square meters, which made me feel safe and comfortable. On my small table, there is Duoduo's slightly outdated laptop, with a blue fluorescent light in front of me, which is extremely cold. There was no preparation, just opened the business. At this time, I suddenly had a strong impulse to ask Yu'er to come over, sit across from me, and look at the outside world. Without speaking, I just wanted to see her smiling at me stupidly, as if we had done something great. But I didn't. I just smiled at the empty seat opposite, and then anxiously wondered if there would be any guests. But my worries were obviously unnecessary. After nine o'clock in the evening, I braved the courage to come to the hall. When I saw the people in twos and threes at the table, my heart suddenly became full. This sense of fulfillment is so strong that it even takes over the part of me that misses Duoduo. So my life became regular. I would rush here at eleven o'clock every morning to have something to eat. Then I would sit in the small house and do some boring and lifeless things. Then I would go to the front desk to take a look when I had nothing to do. A month later, the days passed like this, lightly and without reservation. My yearning for Duoduo became less and less day by day. Some of the girls working inside looked at my easygoingness and sometimes made fun of me, and I laughed it off. People were coming and going in the bar, and slowly there were a few familiar faces. Among them was a woman who made me curious. This woman looks lazy. She comes here on time every afternoon and leaves on time at nine o'clock in the evening, except on Sundays. Just asking for a glass of something, sitting quietly alone, smoking quietly. Her behavior was so similar to what I had done before, that I couldn't help but pay attention to her. The little girls were also boringly guessing behind their backs, saying that they were probably lonely here and looking for something. The words they said were unpleasant, so I warned them not to talk nonsense, and they asked: "I'm not looking for you, why are you so excited?" I thought the same thing, even if I die now, no one will miss me. Not to mention having someone waiting for me. Didn't show up at the bar the next afternoon after we said some of these silly things. I came out and checked a few times, and after confirming that she really hadn't come, I sat where she was sitting, smoking quietly and drinking tea. She didn't come on the third day either. She didn't come on the fourth day either. …She didn't come for a whole week, and I was disappointed. I sat where she once sat, imitating her look and looking outside. There was no difference. A few girls said I was lovesick, but I smiled lightly and didn't defend myself. I thought to myself that maybe she would never come again. On the eighth day, in the afternoon, I sat there smoking a cigarette on time. Her figure appeared at the door, elegant and like a gust of wind, and walked directly to my side. I looked up at her. Her face was heavily made up. It looked okay from a distance, but she felt a little vulgar up close. Maybe it would be better without makeup. She looked at me and asked, "Can you give me this place?" "Okay." After saying that, I asked the waiter to come over and clear the table. Then I breathed a sigh of relief, left my seat and returned to my room. Then I went to the foreman and told her that from now on, that seat would be reserved for her, even if she didn't come, it would be reserved for her. I saw the surprised face of the foreman girl, and she asked: "Why?" "Because I am the boss." I smiled at her, and she stuck out her tongue and said, "Yes, you are the boss, and we will do whatever you say. Do you want to make a sign saying that there is a special seat for so-and-so?" I told her to get busy, saying that I didn't have time to talk nonsense with her. After she left, I took out a world map I bought from the bookstore and hung it on the wall. Then he used a pen to draw a slightly curved line between Wuhan and the city on the west coast of the United States. This is the distance between me and Duoduo, it feels so close. (3) Spring seems to have passed in a blink of an eye. Fortunately, my environment is stable in temperature, so my perception of temperature has almost deteriorated. The leaves of the trees and flowers outside the window suddenly changed from emerald green to dark green, and they looked so green. Here, no one knows my name, they call me the boss. They also have an almost mysterious curiosity about me, not knowing my past or my future. Some people have noticed the plastic surgery scar on my face caused by the car accident, and even jokingly asked me if I was a fugitive. Suddenly I really want to find someone to call me "lonely", but I don't know who to look for. The four words I wrote on the wall at home, "I love Duoduo!" Finally fell off one day and were blown to a corner by the wind. I looked for them excitedly for a long time. I began to think that Duoduo had come back and took off the piece of paper, but when I found it behind the sofa, my excitement disappeared. I sat on the ground and put the piece of paper in front of my eyes. The paper had begun to turn yellow. I then looked at the envelope on the small coffee table, which was still lying there quietly. I remembered a question I once asked Yu'er. I asked her why people are alive, but she didn't give me an answer. The only thing that made me feel the stagnation of time was that strange woman sitting in that place, as if she had been there for thousands of years, without any change. Her melancholy face was always looking at a certain place outside the window - I looked at it, but in fact there was nothing there. She wore different clothes and had different hairstyles. She seemed to know how to dress herself up, but she looked outside with the same gaze. Before this spring passed, a girl said to me mysteriously that the woman asked me who I was. After this spring seemed to have passed, that girl ran into my office, covered her mouth with a smile, and said, "Your affair has come, and that woman is looking for you." "Did she say anything?" I asked curiously. "No, I just asked if you were here. I think I have something to say to you." Me
It's a super cool story about a miracle doctor. The male protagonist acquires peerless martial arts skills from an expert, and his wife is like a cloud. From then on, he has been promoted all the way. Su Shuang is the best. The writing style is capable and worth watching.
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