Chong Jiu successfully transformed into human form on a sunny day.
The first thing she did after transforming was get into a fight.
Because the moment she opened her eyes, she saw Grandpa Spider being chased and beaten by a ferocious-looking monk.
"Chrysanthemums adorn the poor in the ninth month, while wormwood wine drives out evil; look closely at the cornel berries."
Chong Jiu glanced at A Jin brewing tea on her left, then up at A Yu catching sparrows overhead, and rubbed her little hands together.
"The fragrance of mugwort fills the colorful curtains, while pomegranate blossoms shine against patterned robes."
Chong Jiu peeped at Yiyi weaving a flower basket on her right, then at Chiyu feeding fish by the stream, and grew overjoyed.
"In the night rain, I cut spring chives; among the freshly cooked rice, there is millet... What? What kind of lousy book is this!"
My own take on cultivation: everyone is a flower, plant, spirit, or monster.
An imaginary dynasty, drawing on a mix of myths. CP: the little fox A Huang.
Theme: Life may be battered a hundred times, but it never gives up.
This little girl is obviously good at hitting but she doesn't realize it x Okay, I shed tears of love I'm such a perverted girl
Hmm, I found the author's manuscript folder (?) Chapter 4 was clearly displayed but there was no text. I climbed out and looked at the table of contents. It turned out that my head was stuck in a strange place x
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