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Reborn as the Son of the Green Snake
Xianxia Fantasy重生为青蛇之子
Please Call Me Cousin
Pei Ming is passionate about antiques and jades. By chance, he traveled back through time and became the son of the Green Snake because of a jade pendant. In this strange and strange world, faith has collapsed and etiquette has been lost. In a world where demons are rampant and gods and Buddhas are contending, Pei Ming has no big ideals. He just wants to live a quiet life and do some good things for the people. But unexpectedly, he was still involved in this unstable and troubled world. In this case, let's see how I, Pei Ming, end this troubled world.
Pei Ming is passionate about antiques and jades. By chance, he traveled back through time and became the son of the Green Snake because of a jade pendant. In this strange and strange world, faith has collapsed and etiquette has been lost. In a world where demons are rampant and gods and Buddhas are contending, Pei Ming has no big ideals. He just wants to live a quiet life and do some good things for the people. But unexpectedly, he was still involved in this unstable and troubled world. In this case, let's see how I, Pei Ming, end this troubled world.

陌上黔首人如玉
Please Call Me Cousin
Mo, a path in the fields; and the people on Mo are mostly Guizhou people. Zhao Zhengrong, who died suddenly while writing an article, woke up quietly and found himself lying on the street. He had traveled to this strange world and found that he had nothing. ... His original goal was just to get a meritorious degree, return to his hometown, form a team to practice, and survive in this troubled world. ... Many years later, when Zhao Zhengrong was on his deathbed, what he remembered most were the fields he had traveled to countless times and the people on the street who he spoke freely to. Strangers are like jade, so that the country can grow.
Mo, a path in the fields; and the people on Mo are mostly Guizhou people. Zhao Zhengrong, who died suddenly while writing an article, woke up quietly and found himself lying on the street. He had traveled to this strange world and found that he had nothing. ... His original goal was just to get a meritorious degree, return to his hometown, form a team to practice, and survive in this troubled world. ... Many years later, when Zhao Zhengrong was on his deathbed, what he remembered most were the fields he had traveled to countless times and the people on the street who he spoke freely to. Strangers are like jade, so that the country can grow.