Recruitment for a Long Time

I don't believe in Buddha or God, I have a strong and ferocious look, the warm-hearted and cold heroine vs. The black hero who watches her struggle with a cold eye, is selfless and has no desire. The Grain God of Xuanyou Mountain feeds the grains in the human world. He often comes and goes for a long time, and is stained with dust. In the past, Buddha gave lectures in the West and warned her to wash herself three times and live three lives. She didn't believe it, so she snatched the flower that Buddha had picked up and insisted that it was a defective product. In the next few years, she inspected the human world and saw the flower she had thrown into the mortal world sitting in the court hall of the human world. He was lame and short-lived, and could not live past thirty. She raised her hand and helped him up. I don't want this support to be at the expense of my own godhead for tens of millions of years. Heaven told her coldly and ruthlessly that it was her fate. She smiled and smiled, and also determined the fate of Heaven. Until a long time later, she locked up all the gods and demons in the world who determined people's destiny in the illusion, and sat on the high platform. Looking at him again, he was nothing more than an ant. You and I are in the mortal world, you and I are both mortal. * Pre-receipt: "Seeking Love" When the Lu family fell, Lu Keqing was poisoned by the charm charm. Day after day, the noble, cold and arrogant young lady became an uncontrollable prostitute in a red mansion. A gambling bureau opened in Languifang, Shaozhou, and 90% of the people pressured Lu Keqing to commit suicide. Lu Keqing looked at these crazy gamblers, raised his hand, and put everything he had into betting on himself for both pleasure and wealth. During the day, she is a prostitute who is worth a lot of money in the Red Mansion. At night, she was the guest of the powerful minister Song Yunzhang. The scorching lamp shadow flickered, and Song Yunzhang called her: "Qingqing, I allow you to court me." Lu Keqing smiled lightly and casually: "Master Song, I regard you as a friend." Except for the moon in the sky, no one knows Song Yunzhang. Knowing that he can easily gain fame on the battlefield, he would go back and forth to your palace hundreds of times, and even throw away hundreds of gold ingots with shaking hands. His impartiality was also reflected in the word "death". Life is like nothing, how can death provide relief? It's just that others are talking and laughing, and malicious intentions are flying everywhere. The world likes to see her sinking into the dust from a high platform, but I want her to soar to the top of the clouds, enjoying both happiness and love! Intention: It doesn't matter, you are your own belief.