Li Youhui is a Shaolin boy. There was no other way. He was picked up by the Shaolin abbot since he was a child. He had to work so hard to stretch it to such a big size. It was necessary to be tonsured and practice hard, not to eat meat and not to enter the mortal world.
It's a pity that destiny is determined by fate. As soon as he saw the cold-tempered Snow Lotus girl from the Huajian sect, his soul was instantly gone. The brothers threw away their ancestors and rolled into the rivers and lakes. They struggled for a hundred days to find their sweetheart. , As a result, he was misunderstood as a flower picker by the people in the world, and the title of "the best flower picker in the world" spread to the master of Shaolin Temple, which almost made the old man roll his eyes in anger to see the Lord of Hell.
However, Li Youhui did not back down and poured his blood to the end, desperately trying to follow in the footsteps of the goddess in his heart.
This article is a follow-up to a certain Chinese composition written by the author. I felt that the idea was good for a while, so I got excited and took it to Jinjiang to publish it.
This is a romance written mainly from the perspective of the male protagonist, and it contains bloody clues about the diaosi's counterattack as a goddess. It is purely for the author's own entertainment, and the update schedule is uncertain. Please include all the loopholes and bugs if you accidentally click on them.