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Objects passed down from ancestors always have a kind of magic It makes people want to explore the secret behind it... Nian Hongluan was no exception. She wanted to open the heavy wooden door every moment and take out the family heirloom from the secret compartment behind the bookshelf. But grandpa always said: "It is just an ordinary oil-paper umbrella. There is nothing special about it except that it is a little older." Until that night she finally "succeeded" Looking up at a sheet of spring clouds Thousands of red silk threads under the bow of the head In a blink of an eye, tens of thousands of crystals rain down An ethereal voice Only the moonlight shines on the glass

At the foot of Bihua Mountain is the Yushui Stream, and by the bank of the Yushui Stream is the Bodhi Girl. The immortal body and spirit are light and beautiful, and Namo sits down and is concentrating on the Buddha's words. The crazy owner of the village is also a fairy spirit body that has been tempered thousands of times in Bihua Mountain. A catastrophe ended Yushui Bodhi's happy life, and he became a veritable optimist and troublemaker. After meeting Hua Ruhuan by chance, the two began to live a life of dependence on each other. They cut down on food and clothing, and moved bricks like crazy. It took them three years to find a place to stay - Yuling Villa. In the following days, relying on their good stupidity and damn luck, they met many like-minded fox friends and dog friends, and became quite famous in the world. A case is involved in a conspiracy, and amidst the quarrel between snipes and clams, a fisherman finally emerges "No matter how I play with you and use you, my love for you is true." "Thank you for giving me the whole world to play with. You piece of shit!" "It's strange this year, it hasn't snowed yet." "Don't worry, because you will bleed." Strong vs strong vs strong black vs black vs black When the three blacks meet, there will be a darker one