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I would like to read a book similar to "Set a stool in front of the grave and eat the wrong melon, then give him a mouthful with a backhand". It tells the story of a Taoist priest who picked up a baby girl. A series of funny and dedicated weird plots between the master and the apprentice unfold... I couldn't help but laugh while watching it. The particularly insulting words are so funny
In front of the master, he is a drama queen, in front of his friends, he is sincere, in catching ghosts, he is capable, and in fighting with enemies, he has brains.
The autumn water of Fuchuan passes by the River of Forgetfulness, and my thoughts are finished and the flowers are peaceful. Everything has come to an end...
Dear children, come and take a look at this magical book "Mortal Bones"! In the world of cultivating immortals, spiritual bones are like VIP cards, divided into three, six or nine levels. Mortal bones are "non-chiefs" and are refused entry to the practice. But our protagonist Xu Taiping, who "doesn't believe in evil stars", insists on using human bones to cultivate the path to immortality. Imagine not having a "cheating physique", but killing demons all the way. This is not the ceiling of counterattack Shuangwen! He is like a villager in the novice village in the game, but he dares to challenge the big BOSS. Such a joyful and passionate story, it would be a huge loss if you don't read it. Come and witness the highlight moments of Mortal Bones' counterattack together, and you are guaranteed to laugh until you can't stop!
As soon as the protagonist traveled through time, he was thrown into a barren fiefdom. This start was simply a hellish difficulty. But our protagonist is not a vegetarian. Other people's fiefdoms become poorer and poorer, but he can turn this mess into a treasure land that is extremely rich. The protagonist's mind is as flexible as a small motor, and he comes up with ideas one after another. New farming methods and special handicrafts have flourished in his fiefdom. He is not aloof like other feudal bureaucrats, but goes deep into the people and works with everyone to make suggestions for getting rich. He is very down-to-earth. In this process, there is also a group of supporting characters with super personality to help. There are honest old farmers who are proficient in farming and share their experience in improved planting; there are also shrewd businessmen who help him open up trade channels. Together with the protagonist, they turned the originally dilapidated fiefdom into a prosperous and prosperous place. The plot of this novel is compact and exciting, without any procrastinating plot points. The author writes about ancient infrastructure in a very interesting way. Reading it is like watching a passionate entrepreneurial history. People can't help but follow the protagonist to worry and be excited about the development of the fiefdom. Family members, believe me, you won't be able to stop after watching this, hurry up!
The man held the baby tightly and staggered on the muddy ground. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, as if it was going to submerge the forest. His clothes were already soaked, clinging to his body and feeling bitingly cold. The baby in his arms remained quiet, his dark eyes staring straight at him, as if he could see through his soul. The man's heart was beating hard, and besides the sound of rain, he seemed to be able to hear his own rapid breathing. He didn't dare to look into the baby's eyes anymore, lowered his head and quickened his pace. The road under his feet was getting harder and harder to walk, branches and thorns scratched his trouser legs, and there were bursts of pain in his legs, but he didn't care about it and just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. "Don't blame me... Don't blame me..." He kept mumbling, as if this could alleviate the guilt in his heart. But every time he lowered his head and caught a glimpse of the baby's pure eyes, the fear and guilt in his heart surged like a tide, almost drowning him. Finally, the man came to an empty place. There is a cliff here with a rushing river below. The river roared in the rain, and the sound was like the roar of wild animals. The man stood on the edge of the cliff, looked down at the baby in his arms, and then at the bottomless river water, his hands trembling slightly. "Just here..." He murmured, his voice almost drowned by the sound of rain. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, raised his hands slightly, and prepared to throw the baby into the river. At this moment, the baby suddenly let out a soft "gurgling" laugh. The laughter was clear and sweet, as if it penetrated the rain curtain and hit the man's heart. He opened his eyes suddenly and saw the baby smiling at him. There was no trace of fear in those dark eyes, but instead they were full of innocence and trust. The man's hand froze in mid-air, and the defense in his heart completely collapsed at this moment. His legs weakened and he fell to his knees, holding the baby tightly in his arms, tears mixed with rain falling down his face. "I... I can't..." He choked, his voice hoarse and trembling. The baby in his arms was still quiet, but his eyes were still bright, as if telling him something silently. The man knelt in the rain and did not get up for a long time. He knew that he could no longer bring himself to abandon this child. Regardless of whether those eyes were really as "monstrous" as rumored, he could no longer escape his inner conscience. The rain gradually subsided and the dark clouds in the sky began to disperse. The man held the baby in his arms, stood up slowly, and walked towards the way he came. This time, although his steps were still heavy, there was more determination in his heart. Maybe, this is fate. He looked down at the baby in his arms and said softly: "From now on, you are my child." The baby was still quiet, but his eyes were still bright, as if responding to his words.
Real 9.0+ Masterpieces often make readers feel "cognitively dizzy" - not only shocked by the text itself, but also shocked by the fact that they have become a symbiosis of the evolution of the story.
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