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Books by 胖恩恩
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Retold Folk Tales: The Strange and Funny Stories Grandma Told 民间故事新编：奶奶讲的奇闻趣事
Can you believe it? My grandmother has never left her village in her whole life, yet she carries more than a hundred strange folk tales passed down from generations before her. She can tell you how a clever daughter-in-law brought a corrupt official down with a single retort, how a poor scholar won a beauty with nothing but a couplet, and all about the mind-blowing twists between a lazy man, a scholar, and a rich landowner. These old stories, tucked away in everyday life, are impossible to hea
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Shocking! A Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Dao Venerable Is Sweeping Shared Bikes Downstairs 震惊，万年道尊在楼下扫共享单车
On the thirty-seventh day after losing his job, Lin Yuelou got a white-robed Daoist Venerable as a new downstairs neighbor. The man made hand seals and muttered at a shared bicycle, trying to ferry the iron steed beyond the mortal world. Passersby thought he was crazy. Only Lin Yue saw a line of golden text appear before his eyes: [Ten-thousand-year Daoist Venerable from the Cultivation World; fleeing across worlds; Fortune: 999 | Original World: Destroyed] After awakening the [Protagonist Recog
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My Name Is Not in the Book of Life and Death 生死簿上，没有我的名字
Chen Geng, a night watchman, has his soul hooked away in the third watch of the night. Only after reaching the Hall of the King of Hell does he learn that the soul-taker's mistake was real, and so was his death. But the Book of Life and Death has been turned upside down, and there's no name "Chen Geng" in it at all. The muddleheaded underworld official is afraid of being punished, so he makes a deal with Chen Geng: he'll send him back to the living world, and in return Chen Geng must solve a lon
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Awakening the Nine Tripods from the Start, I Help Shang Tang Ascend to Godhood 开局觉醒九鼎，我助商汤封神
On the night his village was slaughtered, the Youxin boy Ziyi was shoved into a pit by his mother. The birthmark on his chest, present since the day he was born, burned into a broken cauldron-shaped pattern. Deep in the hollow, he saw the list: Every living being in the Nine Provinces, all their names recorded and ranked according to the Mandate of Heaven. Lords and nobles stood at the top, gods above them, while his name sat in the darkest, lowest slot, beside a tangle of countless chains. No o
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