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The New Wind Binds the Bright Candle
A modern person transforms into the villain Master Baili Mingzhu, inheriting the bone-eroding cold poison and paranoid past of his original body. In order to reverse the ending of the original work where he was killed by his apprentice, the soul-binding curse was changed into an injury-bearing curse to carry Xiao Shuo's injuries. The paper man who monitors the mountains was reforged into a guardian spirit body, specially designed to warn Xiao Shuo of danger and tuck him into bed at night. Late
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Listen to the Sound of Gunfire on Land
After the gunshot, we reunited after a long absence. In order to isolate myself from my enemies, I personally cut off all ties. With an old police badge as evidence, we will fight against all dangers side by side for the rest of our lives. In handling cases in the future, we will share the blessings and misfortunes, and we are not allowed to rush into desperate situations alone. Purpose: Redemption and togetherness
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Crossing the River
Troubled times are like the tide, and you can't help yourself. They missed each other in the smoke of gunpowder and looked at each other under the moonlight, separated by thousands of troops and horses, and separated by their home country and the world. The smoke has cleared, and the mountains and rivers have returned to peace. They both took off their armor, gave up their temple authority, and rushed to the unknown ferry in the south of the Yangtze River together. The same sky, the same brigh
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Persimmon Has a Long Edge
The brother next door who was always following me when I was young left me without saying goodbye when I was young. After many years, he actually sat at my high school tablemate as a transfer student. Those farewells and longings that had not had time to be said quietly began again in the same classroom. Never really close, but always looking at each other silently. Just waiting for the right autumn, Waiting for a persimmon tree to turn red, waiting for a person to return. Year after year, our r
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