[Urban weird stories + unit drama group portraits + gods stewed in a pot + no cp group portraits]
The storyteller's setting poem says:
"Abide by the law and be depressed in the morning, strong beams and songs of joy every night. Harm others to benefit yourself, ride a mule, upright and fair starve. Build bridges and repair roads, blind people, murder and arson are many. I asked my Buddha in the West, and the Buddha said -"
"I can't help it either."
Zhai Kongqing is a newly graduated college student who came to Chaling City to find a job and rent an apartment. After interviewing, he entered a strange media company and encountered some strange things...
Room 403, No. 88 Xiyang Lane, Zen Road Street. Room 404 opposite seems to have been vacant for a long time, but it is full of mysteries.
Does God really exist? How should God exist?
Purpose: [Lightning protection note: There will be traditional gods and Buddha characters, with their own private world views. The author does not advocate love CP, and the emotional interactions between the characters are mostly group portrait CB, but supports readers' multiple interpretations. This work is created because I like to collect strange folklore stories. I do not establish a higher gender narrative value for myself, nor do I promote any value ideas]
