Pure Hate! Don't Plan for a Long Time, and Be an Old Enemy with Real Swords and Guns!
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I want to read a book similar to "The Last Dynasty". There is a shortage of books. It feels like a lot of rival literature has been planned by the male protagonist for a long time and has become a formulaic output. I want to see love grow over time and just hate cp. It's not something that has been planned for a long time. It's more novel.
From the tomb of the Dragon Clan in the Qinling Mountains to the thousand-year-old ancient tomb of King Wen, to the secret realm of the snow mountain, it also attracted the attention of the special department "864". With the fate of Ziwei, he studied under the mysterious old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng. The path of spiritual practice is closely connected with the fetters of the mortal world and the opportunities of heaven and earth. He follows Lao Tzu's journey to heaven in the west, steps through the Gate of Eternal Name recorded in the "Tao Te Ching", and enters the place where his mother began.
On a rainy night, in a deserted mountain shop. He was frightened and fainted by the terrifying sight of the "ghost in red" twisting off her head. The female ghost sneered and searched for his wallet, opened it and took a look - there were all the ghost coins inside. The shopkeeper collapsed to the ground in fear. The woman pretending to be a female ghost was trembling all over and was about to run away when she felt a biting wind behind her. Yang Bin, who was "unconscious" on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and sighed, with twelve years of loneliness and waiting in his voice: "It would be great if there were female ghosts in this world... I would be able to find a companion."
Book shortage? Let's get some brain-burning! The protagonist is a suspicious 'political machine'. Every breakthrough he makes is not based on epiphany, but on calculation, betrayal and cold trade-offs. Watching him deal with various forces and even scheming with his own people is more exciting than watching cool fight scenes. The plot reversal progresses layer by layer. You think you are on the first level, but actually the author is on the fifth level. The horizon it broadens is: true power is the understanding and utilization of the rules of the world, and even... Reconstruction
The ceiling of the Republic of China abuse novels delayed by the name | I felt stuffy after reading it for three days. If you prefer deep feelings and extreme regrets, and the BE aesthetics that last long and have to be recalled over and over again, don't just focus on the popular old novels. You must read this "Butterfly Shadow Returns to Dust" with heart. Lin Die'er, a fifteen-year-old daughter of Jiangnan, thought he was dark, simple and honest, and didn't know how to be charming. On their wedding night, she swore that she would rather die than obey. He, Zhang Zhiming, guarded her for the rest of her life at the first sight of her fall. They lived in separate beds for four months, protecting her stubbornness with silence, and warming her heart with warm water dripping through the ground. When she finally took off her guard and wanted to tell him "I'm pregnant with your child" with a smile, a sinister plot caused her to disappear from the world, and she began a life of ups and downs with six identities. After ten years of ups and downs in troubled times, Shanghai Long Street reunited. She was wearing a kimono, her eyes were cold, and she spoke lightly in unfamiliar Chinese: Sir, you have recognized the wrong person. He was holding a bag full of silver butterfly hairpins, his temples were dyed white with frost, and his ten years of obsession with finding a wife was shattered in a strange Japanese sentence. It's not that she doesn't recognize it. But she is no longer Lin Die'er, the young mistress of the Zhang family - she is a prisoner trapped in another house, a clean steward in the dust, and a spy Qianye Xinzi walking on the tip of a knife. She hid her child's life experience and shouldered the mission of her family and country. She could only watch him kneeling in front of the Yang Mansion, watch him marry someone else, and watch the light in his eyes extinguish little by little. So close, yet so far apart. He is a person who falls in love at a glance and waits all his life; she is a person who is slowly tempted and it is too late to look back. This kind of time-lagged love is destined not to be perfect. She loved him, but she gave her life to another person; she gave her life back, but her heart couldn't be taken back. There were no hysterical screams, just a dull pain that was simmering in the bones and blood. Two hairpins, two thoughts, a fate that can never be renewed. The gardenias in the south of the city bloomed and faded, but she never came back. After closing the book, you will understand why readers say it is the pinnacle of sadomasochism in the Republic of China. Its torture is never torture for the sake of torture. Each character is trapped in his or her own fate, everyone has their own inability to control themselves, and everyone reaches the ending with regrets. The dust and smoke of troubled times, a butterfly disaster, half a lifetime of love. That girl named Lin Die'er's words, "Sir, you have admitted the wrong person," as light as the wind but as heavy as the heart, will stay in your heart for a long, long time.
Life is never a smooth straight line, but a practice of constantly facing temptations, dilemmas and choices. When times are good, we tend to live a glorious and dignified life, thinking that nature is everything; when the environment is turbulent, every choice is quietly shaping our appearance; and what truly defines a person is never the scenery at the peak, but the bottom line in desperate situations. There are no inherently evil people in this world, and there are no good people who are always lucky. Some people have a bright start, but lower their bottom line step by step in their desires, and eventually fall into the abyss; some people are ordinary, but keep their conscience in the wind and rain, and live their lives as their own light. Power, wealth, talent, and opportunities are all just external things; what can make people stand firm, act righteously, and go far is always the bottom line in their hearts that refuses to give in. The greatest victory in life is not how many people you defeat or how many things you get, but that no matter how chaotic the world is, how tempting it is, or how difficult the situation is, you should always stick to your original intention and never deceive your heart, cross your boundaries, or betray yourself. Only by doing something and not doing something can we be human.