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In the year when the sky falls, the candles of the three realms will be extinguished. Li Buyan, a wanderer in the city, carries a non-burning copper lamp on his back. He cultivates the "Wu Zheng Tao" and practices "closed mouth meditation". But he insists on fighting for the ants to survive in this troubled world where immortals and demons are competing for the throne. When he pulled out the fire stick inserted in his bun, the gods and Buddhas in the sky were shocked - This man hides mountains and seas in his sleeves, and the wick of a lamp presses the stars.

A piece of paper talisman hit my forehead, and I transformed into the love-minded heroine in the story "Ba Zong" who had her kidney cut off and drowned in the river. The system Leng Bingbing issued a mission: "Destroy passion, cut off evil ties, and build a great road!" Seeing the sinister male protagonist on the hospital bed preparing to take out his kidney, I smiled and threw out the "Thunder Talisman Set": "You are too angry, help you calm down." The boss was black and twitching. System garbled code: "... Violation! This is metaphysics!" I calmly drew the talisman: "The pattern is too small. Ruthless way? I want to order this human fireworks!" Traveling through time again, I became a defective prosthetic human in the wasteland with only three months left to live. System mission: Sacrifice the soul to restart the colonial spacecraft.

Lin Mo's life was as rotten as mud. His father was seriously ill and bedridden, and he was burdened with huge debts. His sympathizing brothers stabbed him in the back to seize the family property, and his fiancée walked over to the rich second generation and abandoned him. Struggling at the bottom, he even had to calculate coupons to buy a pack of instant noodles, but in a near-death car accident, he accidentally activated the "life rewind simulator". Not only does this thing allow him to preview the future, it is more like a causal gangster who can distort reality: Want to see me unlucky? The pit you fall into in the next second was dug by me! You want me to give in? Sorry, I predicted your prediction, and I even prepared the pitfalls you would step into! When he relied on this unconventional "good luck" to climb up from the muddy pond to the clouds step by step, and looked down at the faces that had despised, insulted, and betrayed him, he only chuckled: "Everyone, don't be nervous, I'm just... A little bit lucky."