I put my soul into the text. If you know that you have met, you are a friend.
Some clever foreshadowings will be recycled across many chapters. I hope readers will still remember what I mentioned above.
The origin is that the coffins and coffins are gathered in the ancient house, and the origin is that they are scattered in the street. Since ancient times, the tides have always been blooming but few flowers have fallen. This autumn, many flowers have fallen. The down-and-out devil refers to the Spring and Autumn Period, and the half-hearted Taoist priest plays with yin and yang. There is nothing to taint the theory of Chinese and Western theories in joking.
An experiment from reading to writing. I hope I can find like-minded friends through this.
I don't know about the emotional line, I'll just have to write it down.
I can't write the main character in English, so I write this: Morauville-Morauville
Intention: Bodhi has no tree, and the flowers bloom on their own. The joke is that my yin and yang coffin will shatter your mirror stand
