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When Liu Cheyi of the Western Han Dynasty was sunset, a funeral procession came to the lively town of Zhoukou. The group of people in white clothes and white trousers, playing music and playing music, carried a black lacquer coffin with a mouthful of gold ingots and a black lacquer coffin, and slowly came all the way to the busiest Sifang Street in the town. Passers-by saw this and avoided it. Some of them couldn't hide from the paper money scattered all over the sky. They even said it was unlucky and stamped their feet hard. The sky seemed to have darkened all of a sudden because of this. The golden sunset was hanging slanting over the mountain, but it was covered by thick low-pressure clouds in a blink of an eye. After a pause, I heard a sudden wind blowing in the alley. The wind blew the calligraphy paper on the shop facing me and rattled, and someone shouted: "The shop is closing!"

On the afternoon of the third day after moving into a new residence in June 2014, I met a woman while carrying a bag of beer home. I don't know where it came from. On a hot day, I was wearing a winter coat and rummaging through the trash can on the open space outside my building. I rummaged through the trash can unscrupulously and made a mess in the originally clean and tidy area. It's quite excessive, isn't it? So I immediately went over and patted her, trying to stop her: "Don't turn over it, okay? The ground is a mess. Are you looking for something to eat? Can I give you some money?" After hearing this, she looked up at me.

"Tell me what you saw when you went in." "Blood... A lot of blood..." "Is there blood?" "Yes!" "Why did you shoot at the suspect." "... He is not a human... He is not a human..." "Please tell us, why did you shoot at the suspect? "I said he is not a human being! He is a monster! A monster!" Li Zhen is crazy because of a case that has been in the archives for seventeen years. This case almost made him a cripple. Now that I think about it, if I hadn't gone out of my way to tell Li Zhen about the case that day, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened to Li Zhen, right? Liao Juan couldn't figure out why everything had evolved to this point.

Many people don't know that I was once mute, because my talk in class would never let anyone know that I was speechless. But I was indeed mute, before I was sixteen. Since birth, my vocal cords have been disabled due to a congenital disease. Although my ears can hear, my mouth cannot speak. After I turned sixteen, a sudden change made me suddenly able to speak. No one can tell the reason yet. Only my grandma must have known something. After all, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't have been able to go to Huaimang Village, and it would have been completely impossible for me to see the animal called "Er Fox".

"I want to make a legacy, but it is useless to be mediocre. After mediocrity is defeated, the superiors will think about me and ask questions, so I will report it secretly." - Liu Jiming, Hongwu eight years, in April, Yushi Zhongcheng Liu Ji and Liu Bowen died of illness in Qingtian. Later, because people were deeply suspicious of the cause of his death, the emperor ordered the right prime minister Hu Weiyong to investigate the matter thoroughly. In December of the same year, three imperial doctors who participated in Liu Ji's diagnosis were suspected of poisoning Liu Bowen, the censor Zhongcheng, and were convicted and executed. However, due to leaks in advance, one of them left Beijing at night and his fate was unknown.

When I first met Shi Fang, I thought he was a fake monk. He is very young, with tender skin, red lips and white teeth, like a little girl wearing a tattered monk's robe looking around on the street. He said that his family was compassionate and that people who cheated people out of money would be punished. Later, I was really punished. As a Taoist nun, I should not have messed with the monk. Not to mention a monk who crawled out of hell.