I want to read something similar to "Record of a Change of Destiny". This is a very practical and detailed metaphysics book. Many knowledge points in it are explained through the author's humorous writing style, which is like enlightenment and enlightenment.
Enlightenment? Where is such a book? Even if you read the Tao Te Ching, you can't get it! However, this book can let you understand some common sense of life and cultural content in the 1970s and 1980s.
From Doomsday Blue Star, enter the Ancient Dragon Heroes, Yitian, Tianlong, Tang Dynasty, Fengyun, Yangshen, Great Zhou Royal Family, Zhetian, Journey to the West, and Fengshen to promote plane upgrading and ascend to a higher level world!
It's especially easy to empathize with me when I read this kind of article at night. Maybe it's too quiet. Even a look or a sentence can make me think about it again and again.
After the first murder, he took out a piece of bread from the deceased's pocket, ate it, and cried all night. I cried along. Zhang Han, Wang Ben, Meng Tian, those names in history books are all living people in Ji Hei's eyes. You will be tired, you will be silent, you will cry.
Book excerpt: The squad leader sat down, causing the broken wooden stool to creak. He leaned closer to the oil lamp, lowered his voice, but his eyes were undeniably arrogant: "Stop talking about nonsense! I just want to know, when the war between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party will end? Who can hold the power in the end?" "Sir," Jin Yu was shocked after hearing this, and said in a harsh voice, "In our profession, the rules handed down from our ancestors are not to talk about state affairs, but only about personal misfortune and good fortune, and do not predict the rise and fall of the world..." "Nonsense!" The squad leader sneered, and the spit almost splashed onto Jin Yu's face, "I heard that fortune tellers can tell fortunes. In ancient times, when emperors went to war, they were always accompanied by experts who could tell fortunes!" Jin Yu suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and forced a wry smile on his face: "Sir, you are commendable. The villain has really never learned the ability to spy on the secrets and strategize. If he really has such an all-seeing ability, why would he be trapped in this deserted village? I'm afraid... I should have been a staff officer under Chairman Chiang." He said this very softly, but it was like a needle pricking lightly.
Who would have thought that Qin Shihuang, who slaughtered the world, was once a poor young man struggling to survive? The process of returning to Qin to seize power was dangerous every step of the way, and he had to go through many calculations and fights before he could secure the throne. The ruthless emperor only favored Afang and made an oath to be hired by the mountains and rivers. The good days have not lasted long, wars are raging, and destiny deliberately sets up difficult problems to force him to give up the only weakness in his life...
The treacherous road in Jianghu is difficult to navigate, but fortunately we have the courage to shine through history. Capturing evildoers and eradicating evil is a common thing, and he lives up to the name of a fast-moving agent.
A heaven-defying masterpiece, the only one in the world! Unless you are an ancient person, how could you miss this book? It will be a regret for you in this life! Can't stop! Heart-stirring! Tear-jerking and laughter-inducing! The ceiling of humanity's masterpiece! I passionately recommend a phenomenal book that I am currently following. It is a unique and imaginative masterpiece - "Dream of the Fantasy Universe", which will subvert all your reading experience! Enjoy it and you're welcome! [Send heart][Send heart][Send heart][Send heart][Send heart][Send heart]
Dear readers and friends: I have just finished following all eight stories in Mr. Fu Shuiheng's "Digital Memory Trusteeship" series in one go. Now I am sitting in front of the computer, feeling so complicated that I don't know where to start. Let me tell you my true reaction first. The night I finished reading the sixth story "Digital Personality Continuation Service", I couldn't sleep. It's not that I'm so scared that I can't sleep. It's that the sentence automatically generated by the digital personality in the story late at night is echoing in my mind – "I'm still awake. Is it because he called me in the dream?" I know that it was generated by AI, and that there is no soul or heartbeat behind it, but I just keep thinking: If one day I am gone, who will see my mobile phone, my chat history, my search history, and the photos that I have saved for several years and have not been deleted? How would you feel about the person you saw? These eight stories have that magic. They make you laugh so hard that you slap your thighs, and at the same time, you are suddenly hit by a certain detail, and then your whole person becomes quiet and starts to think about things that you usually don't dare to think about. Let me first briefly discuss what these eight stories are about. The first story, "Digital Memory Trusteeship," is about an old man who runs a hardware store. He has 2,800 close-up photos of screws and nuts stored in his mobile phone. Each of them accidentally captured his feet wearing gray stockings. The data organizer complained in his mind while sorting, but in the end, he found that the uncle's memo only contained six words: "Take my wife to Dali." He did not wait until retirement. It is such a story that makes you laugh out loud at the beginning and makes your nose sore at the end. The truth it tells you is very simple - some people can't say things when they are alive, but they become data after they die and are seen by others. The second story, "CryptoHeritage Notary Office," tells the story of a thirty-one-year-old investor who gave up treatment after being diagnosed with a terminal illness and left all his digital assets worth 200 million to a female writer he had never met. He is not a fan of her books, he is her "guardian" - he used a program to silently collect feedback from all readers who were healed by her books in the past seven years, and saved more than 3,000 unsent emails. He kept nothing for himself, only hid a line of hash value in the blockchain, which will be automatically decrypted on the day the fund is established. The hash value at the end of the line is translated into plain text, with only two words - "I am". By the time I read that, half the box of tissues was gone. The third story, "Cloud Photo Will", starts with a bomb - a photo appraiser discovered in the deceased's encrypted photo album that a man who had been dead for eight years appeared in the background of his wife's model worker commendation photo. I thought it was a suspense thriller, but when the truth was revealed, I cried even more than my family members. The old lady takes the bus to the east side of the city every Wednesday afternoon, and uses a second-hand telephoto camera to hide across the street and secretly film her husband buying groceries, playing chess, and being in a daze. She filmed it for two years. Two words were engraved on the tombstone: "Wait for me." But she didn't wait. The fourth story "Browsing Historical Inheritance Cases", I dare say this is the most defense-breaking among the eight stories. A father who has been blocked by his son for five years entered "son" into the search box more than 3,000 times, but never once dared to click the dial button. He searched for "What should I do if my son doesn't answer the phone?" "How to send a message if he is blocked?" "What should a father say when his son gets married?" He wrote his son's wedding speech over and over again, but he still failed to walk into his son's wedding ceremony. He also watched the same father-son video forty-seven times at three or four in the morning. When the son finally saw this through browsing history, his father had been gone for three months. This story is recommended for all young people who are at odds with their parents to read it. The fifth story, "E-book Drifting Plan," is about a taciturn architect who never even said "I love you" to his wife in his life. But after his death, his wife found a string of clues in the annotations of his e-book - he hid a letter in the envelope of a book called "Architectural Structural Mechanics" on the bookshelf, and then buried the path to the puzzle in the reading track of the e-book. The letter began: "Ruoqiu, if you read this letter, it means you have really read that book. I bet you will, because you are the one who is still willing to wait for me to come home even after I forgot my wedding anniversary." He re-wrote the ending of his marriage - not with farewell, but with a hot meal. Now in his wife's kitchen, the soup is still steaming. The sixth story, "Digital Personality Continuation Service," raises a very scary question: Using AI to continue chatting with the deceased, is it helping you say goodbye, or feeding you poison? The female teacher Wen Jingshu in the story wrote in her diary before her death, "If one day I disappear, don't look for me, let me disappear quietly." However, her AI model automatically generated more than a thousand "I miss you" during the training process, all of which were generated every minute after she died. The trainer finally wrote this sentence on the delivery report - "The ultimate purpose of its existence is to make itself forgotten." After reading this story, you will be silent for a long time. The seventh story, "Virtual Currency Inheritance Tax," sounds like the name is talking about tax laws, but it's actually about an old man who sells tofu in a vegetable market. He used the leftover change from grocery shopping to invest in Bitcoin every two weeks for three years. He wrote the mnemonic words by hand on the back of the calendar and on the paper of the cigarette box, and stapled them together with needle and thread. Four words were written on the cover - "Bean Account". He fell down next to the stone mill of the tofu shop, still holding a handful of soybeans in his hand. And the "beans" he saved now have a market value of 1.2 Billion. The first thing his wife said after getting the tax payment certificate was - "Can I pay the rent at Tofu House? It's due next month." This story is so absurd that it makes you laugh, and it's so warm that it makes your eyes swell. The eighth story, "Digital Footprint Cleaner", tells the story of a technical director who paid a lot of money to entrust a cleanup center to delete all his comments online ten years ago. Not because he was afraid of being doxxed, not because he was afraid of losing his job, but because his daughter was eight years old and she had already begun to learn to use search engines. Ten years ago, he posted a comment on the Internet saying, "This kind of woman deserves it." He doesn't dare to let his daughter see it now. I still remember the words he asked the cleaner: "I'm not afraid that she will see what I said. I'm afraid that she will ask that question, and I can't explain it clearly - do you think of my mother the same way? Do you think of me the same way?" A person deletes his past self, not because he doesn't admit it, but because he is too sober. These eight stories are independent and share the same worldview. They all take place in the system of "Yunqi Digital Memory Hosting Service Co., Ltd.", And the protagonist of each article is a small employee in this huge organization - organizer, notary, appraiser, trainer, liquidator, and cleaner. Their monthly salary ranges from 8,000 to just over 10,000, and they have five insurances and one housing fund. They also receive meal supplements for overtime work, and the aunt in the cafeteria will scoop out an extra spoonful of braised pork. They are the most common workers in this digital age, but what they deal with every day is the heaviest secret between the living and the dead. If you read it, you will find that Mr. Fu Shuiheng has several particularly powerful features in his stories. First, every beginning of his sentence is an "emotional hook" that makes you unable to take your eyes away. "Never open that folder during work hours"—and then comes a twist that will make your heart stop. He knows very well that in this short video era, if the first 300 words fail to capture the reader's attention, they will be doomed. Therefore, the beginning of each story is like a precise hook, dragging you into that absurd and gentle world before you even have time to put down your phone. Second, he wrote the cold thing of "data" into temperature. Each of us has things on our phones that cannot be deleted: chat history, search history, photos, passwords, and e-books. I usually think that these are just digital garbage, but in Fu Shuiheng's writings, behind every piece of data stands a flesh-and-blood person. The hardware store owner's memo contains twenty years of guilt towards his wife, the investor's hash value contains an unspeakable "I am", the old teacher's search box contains the "son" that he dared not dial out more than 3,000 times, and the architect's e-book comments contain a letter that his wife has been looking for for a long time. After reading this, you won't be able to help but turn on your phone and see what you have saved, searched, and deleted over the years. Third, Fu Shuiheng never conducts moral judgment on the characters in his works. The technical director who made vicious remarks on the Internet did not wash his hands, he just wrote about his fear and repentance ten years later; the old lady who hid her husband for eight years did not beautify the fraud, he just wrote about her sweaty palms on the bus and the words "Wait for me" engraved on the tombstone; the son who blocked his father for five years, he did not accuse him of being unfilial, he just wrote about how he cried in front of the browsing history until he could not stand up. This way of writing makes each character not a paper person, but a person you may meet on the subway, in the vegetable market, or in the elevator room of an office building. Having said all this, you may have already felt it - this series is not the kind of fast food story that you can easily forget with a laugh. It is the kind of story where you will be silent for a long time after reading one, and then you can't help but click on the next one, and then be silent for a long time, and finally, late at night, you suddenly pick up the phone and call your parents. It is the kind of story that after reading it, you will want to organize the things on your phone, type something in the search box that you usually dare not say, and want to hug the people who are still alive around you. Now, this series has been officially launched on Tomato Books. As one of the first readers to finish it, I can responsibly say: these eight stories are worth your time to read one by one. Please pay attention when searching - the account number of our own author Mr. Fu Shuiheng is "user 26182811". Look for this ID and don't go to the wrong door. The old man calls himself "Old Monkey Brother of Western Fujian". His writing style is humorous and profound, and his stories have the charm of an old-school storyteller. In this era of proliferation of short videos, there are really not many such writers. If you meet them, cherish them. Finally, I sincerely thank you all for your time. I also hope that after reading this, you can go to the comment area to blow the charge horn to Mr. Fu Shuiheng. Let us, the old monkey brother from western Fujian who knows how to tell stories, know that someone is seriously reading what he writes. Some people have been moved by the stories he wrote. Someone is waiting for him to continue writing. Because of the stories he wrote, some people decided to go home after get off work today, or dig out the book they bought that they had not opened for a long time, or clean up the search records on their mobile phones that they did not dare to show to others. After all, it's better to say "I miss you" once in person than to type "I miss you" three thousand times into the search box. By the way, let me secretly tell you some good news - our own author Mr. Fu Shuiheng has said that he will start writing an anti-routine comedy series tomorrow! The old monkey brother from western Fujian is going to change the track, and the absurd and humorous path will be upgraded to an anti-routine. Just think about it and you will know how exciting it will be. Dear friends, please finish reading these eight stories first, save your tears and laughter, and then move the small bench and wait for Brother Monkey's new job tomorrow. When searching on Tomato Bookstore, remember - "User 26182811", Fu Shuiheng, our own author. Everyone, see you at Tomato Book Store. Let's watch Lao Monkey's anti-routine comedy together tomorrow, see you there!
Dear readers and friends: I have just finished following all eight stories in Mr. Fu Shuiheng's "Digital Memory Trusteeship" series in one go. Now I am sitting in front of the computer, feeling so complicated that I don't know where to start. Let me tell you my true reaction first. The night I finished reading the sixth story "Digital Personality Continuation Service", I couldn't sleep. It's not that I'm so scared that I can't sleep. It's that the sentence automatically generated by the digital personality in the story late at night is echoing in my mind – "I'm still awake. Is it because he called me in the dream?" I know that it was generated by AI, and that there is no soul or heartbeat behind it, but I just think over and over: If one day I am gone, who will see my mobile phone, my chat history, my search history, and the photos that I have saved for several years and have not been deleted? How would you feel about the person you saw? These eight stories have that magic. They make you laugh so hard that you slap your thighs, and at the same time, you are suddenly hit by a certain detail, and then your whole person becomes quiet and starts to think about things that you usually don't dare to think about. Let me first briefly discuss what these eight stories are about. The first story, "Digital Memory Trusteeship," tells the story of an old man who runs a hardware store. He has 2,800 close-up photos of screws and nuts stored in his mobile phone. Each of them accidentally captured his feet wearing gray stockings. The data organizer complained in his mind while sorting, but in the end, he found that the uncle's memo only contained six words: "Take my wife to Dali." He did not wait until retirement. It is such a story that makes you laugh out loud at the beginning and makes your nose sore at the end. The truth it tells you is very simple - some people cannot speak when they are alive, but after they die, they become data and are seen by others. The second story, "CryptoHeritage Notary Office," tells the story of a thirty-one-year-old investor who gave up treatment after being diagnosed with a terminal illness and left all his digital assets worth 200 million to a female writer he had never met. He is not a fan of her books, he is her "guardian" - he used a program to silently collect feedback from all readers who were healed by her books in the past seven years, and saved more than 3,000 unsent emails. He kept nothing for himself, only hid a line of hash value in the blockchain, which will be automatically decrypted on the day the fund is established. The hash value at the end of the line is translated into plain text, with only two words - "I am". By the time I read that, half the box of tissues was gone. The third story, "Cloud Photo Will," starts with a bomb - a photo appraiser discovered in the deceased's encrypted photo album that a man who had been dead for eight years appeared in the background of his wife's model worker commendation photo. I thought it was a suspense thriller, but when the truth was revealed, I cried even more than my family members. The old lady takes the bus to the east side of the city every Wednesday afternoon and uses a second-hand telephoto camera to hide across the street and secretly film her husband buying groceries, playing chess, and being in a daze. She filmed it for two years. Two words were engraved on the tombstone: "Wait for me." But she didn't wait. The fourth story "Browsing Historical Inheritance Cases", I dare say this is the most defense-breaking among the eight stories. A father who has been blocked by his son for five years entered "son" in the search box more than 3,000 times, but never once dared to click the dial button. He searched for "What should I do if my son doesn't answer the phone?" "How to send a message if he is blocked?" "What should a father say when his son gets married?" He wrote his son's wedding speech over and over again, but he still failed to walk into his son's wedding ceremony. He also watched the same father-son video forty-seven times at three or four in the morning. When the son finally saw this through browsing history, his father had been gone for three months. This story is recommended for all young people who are at odds with their parents to read it. The fifth story, "E-book Drifting Plan," is about a taciturn architect who never even said "I love you" to his wife in his life. But after his death, his wife found a string of clues in the annotations of his e-book - he hid a letter in the envelope of a book called "Architectural Structural Mechanics" on the bookshelf, and then buried the path to the puzzle in the reading track of the e-book. The letter began: "Ruoqiu, if you read this letter, it means you have really read that book. I bet you will, because you are the one who is still willing to wait for me to come home even after I forgot my wedding anniversary." He re-wrote the ending of his marriage - not with farewell, but with a hot meal. Now in his wife's kitchen, the soup is still steaming. The sixth story, "Digital Personality Continuation Service," raises a very scary question: Using AI to continue chatting with the deceased, is it helping you say goodbye, or feeding you poison? The female teacher Wen Jingshu in the story wrote in her diary before her death, "If one day I disappear, don't look for me, let me disappear quietly." However, her AI model automatically generated more than a thousand "I miss you" during the training process, all of which were generated every minute after she died. The trainer finally wrote this sentence on the delivery report - "The ultimate purpose of its existence is to make itself forgotten." After reading this story, you will be silent for a long time. The seventh story, "Virtual Currency Inheritance Tax," sounds like the name is talking about tax laws, but it's actually about an old man who sells tofu in a vegetable market. He used the leftover change from grocery shopping to invest in Bitcoin every two weeks for three years. He wrote the mnemonic words by hand on the back of the calendar and on the paper of the cigarette box, and stapled them together with needle and thread. Four words were written on the cover - "Bean Account". He fell down next to the stone mill of the tofu shop, still holding a handful of soybeans in his hand. And the "beans" he saved now have a market value of 1.2 Billion. The first thing his wife said after getting the tax payment certificate was - "Can I pay the rent at Tofu House? It's due next month." This story is so absurd that it makes you laugh, and it's so warm that it makes your eyes swell. The eighth story, "Digital Footprint Cleaner", tells the story of a technical director who paid a lot of money to entrust a cleanup center to delete all his comments online ten years ago. Not because he was afraid of being doxxed, not because he was afraid of losing his job, but because his daughter was eight years old and she had already begun to learn to use search engines. Ten years ago, he posted a comment on the Internet saying, "This kind of woman deserves it." He doesn't dare to let his daughter see it now. I still remember the words he asked the cleaner: "I'm not afraid that she will see what I said. I'm afraid that she will ask that question, and I can't explain it clearly - do you think of my mother the same way? Do you think of me the same way?" A person deletes his past self, not because he doesn't admit it, but because he is too sober. These eight stories are independent and share the same worldview. They all take place in the system of "Yunqi Digital Memory Hosting Service Co., Ltd.", And the protagonist of each article is a small employee in this huge organization - organizer, notary, appraiser, trainer, liquidator, and cleaner. Their monthly salary ranges from 8,000 to just over 10,000, and they have five insurances and one housing fund. They also receive meal supplements for overtime work, and the aunt in the cafeteria will scoop out an extra spoonful of braised pork. They are the most common workers in this digital age, but what they deal with every day is the heaviest secret between the living and the dead. If you read it, you will find that Mr. Fu Shuiheng has several particularly powerful features in his stories. First, every beginning of his sentence is an "emotional hook" that makes you unable to take your eyes away. "Never open that folder during work hours"—and then comes a twist that will make your heart stop. He knows very well that in this short video era, if the first 300 words fail to capture the reader's attention, they will be doomed. Therefore, the beginning of each story is like a precise hook, dragging you into that absurd and gentle world before you even have time to put down your phone. Second, he wrote the cold thing of "data" into temperature. Each of us has things on our phones that cannot be deleted: chat history, search history, photos, passwords, and e-books. I usually think that these are just digital garbage, but in Fu Shuiheng's writings, behind every piece of data stands a flesh-and-blood person. The hardware store owner's memo contains twenty years of guilt towards his wife, the investor's hash value contains an unspeakable "I am", the old teacher's search box contains the "son" that he dared not dial out more than 3,000 times, and the architect's e-book comments contain a letter that his wife has been looking for for a long time. After reading this, you won't be able to help but turn on your phone and see what you have saved, searched, and deleted over the years. Third, Fu Shuiheng never conducts moral judgment on the characters in his works. The technical director who made vicious remarks on the Internet did not wash his hands, he just wrote about his fear and repentance ten years later; the old lady who hid her husband for eight years did not beautify the fraud, he just wrote about her sweaty palms on the bus and the words "Wait for me" engraved on the tombstone; the son who blocked his father for five years, he did not accuse him of being unfilial, he just wrote about how he cried in front of the browsing history until he could not stand up. This way of writing makes each character not a paper person, but a person you may meet on the subway, in the vegetable market, or in the elevator room of an office building. Having said all this, you may have already felt it - this series is not the kind of fast food story that you can easily forget with a laugh. It is the kind of story where you will be silent for a long time after reading one, and then you can't help but click on the next one, and then be silent for a long time, and finally, late at night, you suddenly pick up the phone and call your parents. It is the kind of story that after reading it, you will want to organize the things on your phone, type something in the search box that you usually dare not say, and want to hug the people who are still alive around you. Now, this series has been officially launched on Tomato Bookstore. As one of the first readers to finish it, I can responsibly say: these eight stories are worth your time to read one by one. Please pay attention when searching - the account number of our own author Mr. Fu Shuiheng is "user 26182811". Look for this ID and don't go to the wrong door. The old man calls himself "Old Monkey Brother of Western Fujian". His writing style is humorous and profound, and his stories have the charm of an old-school storyteller. In this era of proliferation of short videos, there are really not many such writers. If you meet them, cherish them. Finally, I sincerely thank you all for your time. I also hope that after reading this, you can go to the comment area to blow the charge horn to Mr. Fu Shuiheng. Let us, the old monkey brother from western Fujian who knows how to tell stories, know that someone is seriously reading what he writes. Some people have been moved by the stories he wrote. Someone is waiting for him to continue writing. Because of the stories he wrote, some people decided to go home after get off work today, or dig out the book they bought that they had not opened for a long time, or clean up the search records on their mobile phones that they did not dare to show to others. After all, it's better to say "I miss you" once in person than to type "I miss you" three thousand times into the search box. By the way, let me secretly tell you some good news - our own author Mr. Fu Shuiheng has said that he will start writing an anti-routine comedy series tomorrow! The old monkey brother from western Fujian is going to change the track, and the absurd and humorous path will be upgraded to an anti-routine. Just think about it and you will know how exciting it will be. Dear friends, please finish reading these eight stories first, save your tears and laughter, and then move the small bench and wait for Brother Monkey's new job tomorrow. When searching on Tomato Bookstore, remember - "User 26182811", Fu Shuiheng, our own author. Everyone, see you at Tomato Book Store. Let's watch Lao Monkey's anti-routine comedy together tomorrow, see you there!