The Paper Master Is Back Alive Today

This list has been updated (First person in the copy, third person in the text) I once lived in a border county. The place was barren and desolate, and in ten years there had been three county magistrates, whose terms were short. This year, the new county official is surprisingly beautiful. Rumor has it that he came from Central Continent and was a young man who had never experienced any hardships. His acquaintances said that he would not be able to stay here for half a year. But he stayed there for five years. When we first met, he overturned the verdict for me. Later, he taught me how to speak the Mandarin of Zhongzhou. He asked me to call him sir instead of sir. He cut clothes for me, built medicine cabinets, built medical clinics, and opened medicine fields for me. He gave me half his life savings. It's just that his life is bad. He died in office just after being promoted. I remember that I had not cried in many years, only the day he died. For the next three hundred years, I lived in Zhongzhou, the place where he was born, devoted myself to cultivating Taoism, and pursued my ascension with all my heart. But I didn't expect that on the day of the natural disaster, I saw the person sent by Infinite Heaven to take my life. He was the only person I cried for. But later, the world changed, and the three realms were in conflict. Lan Jingzhao, the craziest and most beautiful person in the three realms, three hundred years ago he asked me to call him husband, and three hundred years later he asked me to call him master. But he didn't remember anything. Only the walls of Wan Gu Tower are filled with paper figures that match his appearance, showing the world how glorious he once was. He doesn't remember anything, but the paper man he transformed still likes to stay on the ruler that once hit my palm. He still likes beautiful clothes and the new tea leaves every year, and he still can't change his temperament of being a teacher. —— Lan Jingzhao has always known that he is a ghost who will never return to his soul, whether it is three hundred years ago or three hundred years later. But three hundred years ago, he could only imagine the three realms and four continents, and the living beings and dogs. Three hundred years later, all he could think about was the light of silkworms and the light of silkworms. *The text is in the third person. *1V1 dual HE, there is no ambiguity during the master-disciple relationship, and the emotional line is after the master-disciple relationship ends. Mainly based on the main text and plot, the plot is mainly foreshadowing and there are more dialogues. There will be prompts, so you don't need to start the dialogue. The copywriter has been reported to the editor and a screenshot has been taken (2023.09.15) Intention: All things in the world follow the Taoist heart