Ultimate Evolution

(Female Ghost Catcher) Support the great masterpiece

Good evening. The monk came to visit us. Ahem.

Reborn, I am grateful to the Skeleton King....

The wind in Xiaoman is full of summer flavor; the lotuses are green and the willows are smoky. The sound of frogs and drums croaking by the pond and the river; the sounds of thunder and rain are heard as mulberries and silkworms are fattened. The ears of wheat are full between the ridges of the farmland; things are so small and full. The poem is finished and the pen and ink are thrown away; walking in the misty rainy countryside is enjoying the crops.

I haven't replied in a long time, it feels like a century has passed. My dear brother who can cut off his soul with one sword, please continue to work hard! On the journey of starting creation, there is you and me!

[Fn=2_3]It's been a while, brother, I'm here to see you.

Not bad, let's encourage each other 😚

The writing is full of wind and clouds, and the sentences are full of moonlight; the thin pen depicts the wind and moon, and the plain paper writes the spring and autumn. The cool breeze blows in thousands of households, and the bright moon shines on thousands of rivers; the fragrance of books is deep in spring, and the charm of autumn is hidden in the sea of ​​ink.