✨Author: I don't envy the peach and plum blossoms in the world.
✨Update method: The full text is updated daily, and there are saved manuscripts, so everyone can eat with confidence.
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Wen Hengxi, an 18th-tier young actor in the entertainment industry, happened to catch a snowstorm when he walked through the snow.
Begging for food, no.
You can't compete with dogs for food.
Almost starved to death...
In order to stutter, he was forced to pretend to be a Bodhisattva. He covered his eyes with white gauze, sat on the lotus platform, and made up stories with his eyes closed.
My legs are numb, how long can I keep doing this pose?
What kind of magic medicine is working? It's my antipyretic medicine!
Seeking marriage? What are you doing with my 23-year solo career? Why don't you go ask Yue Lao? Besides, I'm a Bodhisattva and I'm not professional enough.
Forget it, ask for whatever you want, as long as you don't reveal your secrets, you can lie down and receive the tribute.
The days are getting better and better.
The tyrant issued an imperial edict: summon him to the capital to pray for rain.
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Shen Siye hated people who pretended to be gods and ghosts the most in his life.
When he was young, his mother-in-law was slandered as a demon concubine who brought harm to the country and died.
How can there be gods and Buddhas in this world?
Even if there is...
You should kneel down to me.
Looking at the man blindfolded in white gauze above the main hall, the corners of his lips were slightly raised.
Pretending to be a ghost? Interesting.
Find out and kill.
But check and check——
Why is this man pretending to be a Bodhisattva while secretly eating chicken legs?
How come this man doesn't interfere in human affairs, and how can he take advantage of poor people when he sees them?
How come this person's eyes are so beautiful?
Forget it, no more killing.
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Later.
The little Bodhisattva said that his feet would never touch the ground.
Shen Siye nodded and picked him up: Well, I will hold him every day.
The little Bodhisattva said to be pure in mind and have few desires.
Shen Siye smiled, pressed him a few more times, held his red and sweaty face and smiled: Well, you can clear my desire.
The little Bodhisattva was anxious: Your Majesty, I am a fake Bodhisattva!
Shen Siye added another finger and chuckled: What a coincidence, I am also a prude.
✨Reading Guide: 1. The author is a newbie and his writing style may not be good~
2. It is not suitable for those who are extremely controlling~
3. Don't comment if you don't like it, and read rationally~
Purpose: How can one know how much trouble he can cause if he doesn't break out?