On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, Xie Zechuan accepted a play. From then on, every night he would dream of a young boy with a bright and beautiful appearance, wearing a green dress with water sleeves, standing by the wooden bridge with a sad expression, singing an opera. Then strange things began to happen around him: for example, he bumped into a ghost wall on the way to the set, or a water spout that was unscrewed and spurted out blood, or the body hanging in his hotel bedroom... In response, Xie Zechuan's fans offered considerate and humane greetings and love. Xie Zechuan: Thank you for the invitation, I am still alive.
Food guide:
☆Attack the full text strength ceiling
☆Great skewers of demons, ghosts, gods and Buddhas
The copywriter is incompetent, please be more direct and poke me~
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The copy was saved on July 31, 2021. It has been saved for a long time. I finally have time.
Intention: No difficulty can stop us from rushing to the mountains and seas, shining brightly