The Poor Ghost's Life of Two Thousand Years in the Late Qing Dynasty

How many days has it been? Do you still want a recommendation ticket?

I absolutely support the author's writing about Sister Nan as a fan, but there are too many poisonous points. I will write a book review here. I hope the author can read it and revise it. First, the original author wrote about Sister Nan's events two thousand years later. If you take a closer look, you will find that Sister Nan is still unknown in modern times. She was so poor that she worked as a waiter. Even when Bai Xiao's weapons were discovered, they were only for students to study, so basically no one knew about Sister Nan. Second, in the original work, Sister Nan promoted a lot of knowledge and concepts that are not ancient, which are not in our history. This undoubtedly shortened the time of the industrial revolution to a great extent, and foreign countries were relatively weak in comparison. China's civilization is probably hundreds of years ahead of foreign countries, so it is not sure whether there was a war of resistance or not. In addition, the original work targets a time of two thousand years, and the modern Warring States period is more than two thousand years ago, so you can tear up the book. Thirdly, Sister Nan is a person who has experienced great storms. In modern times and during the times of rule, it is enough to show Sister Nan's temperament, which is very calm. You obviously wrote it off and didn't jump so much, so the plot line of your story needs to be changed drastically. There are a lot of extremely unreasonable things that I won't list one by one. I just feel like you can't write it, and I sympathize with you very much. However, I think there are two better starting points for writing fan fiction. For example, in the Tang Dynasty, I met the girl Wu Zetian and entered the palace with her. However, Sister Nan's force... Ugh! She simply does whatever she wants, not to mention that God is protecting her? There are countless selling points for writing blindly. As long as it doesn't appear that Sister Nan has a low IQ, it's reasonable for you to write nonsense. There is also the Japanese invasion commander. As long as the implicit description is to reform China and ignore the scenes of killing Chinese people, at worst it will be enough to write that all the people to be killed are corrupt officials. Don't you think Sister Nan is very handsome in a Japanese military uniform with a sword pointing at the sky? Isn't the theme of beautiful women commanding new? After all, Japan's cultural heritage basically comes from China. It is normal to have such strength. It is called: learning from others.

As soon as the number of fish soup was placed, all the readers looked at him and smiled, and some shouted, "Fish soup, you have a new scar on your face!" He did not answer, but said to the cabinet, "Wen two book coins, and I want a recommendation vote," and then wrote out a nine-page chapter. They shouted loudly and deliberately, "You must have delayed more work again!" Yutang opened his eyes and said, "How can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air..." "What innocence? I saw you in the book club the day before yesterday, being hung up and beaten by two readers." Yutang blushed, and the veins on his forehead popped out, and argued, "Ower more can't be counted... Late... More late!" .... Can the work of a novel writer be considered procrastination?" The words continued incomprehensibly, such as "rushing on papers", "confessing to girls", "interview military training", etc., Which caused everyone to burst into laughter: the atmosphere inside and outside the store was full of joy.

Ah, fish soup recently looked at the book covers made by others, and felt that this is what physical books are like. Ke Fish Soup still wants the original picture. I wonder if any book lover can show off his skills and make a book cover?

Han Zheng dropped the broken Tang Dao and accelerated straight towards the old man again. The cronies around him all blocked him in front of him, forming a tight circle around him. Han Zheng grabbed a person's shoulder. When the person was in a daze, his neck was twisted. Then his hand turned into a knife and turned around and plunged it into the stomach of a sniper behind him. "Since my master imparted my inner strength, I have never used my full strength. I will try it today for you." He grabbed something and pulled it out with force. The people around him suddenly woke up from the one hundred taels. Looking at Han Zheng, who was covered in gallbladder, it was like looking at a lion with red eyes. "You kidnapped my family. If I don't get rid of you today, I, Han Zheng, will not be a human being!" His voice was mixed with his inner strength and he roared out. I don't know what secret technique he suddenly used, and I felt that his momentum became more fierce. A fist hit the chin of the person blocking the front with a loud sound, and the muffled sound of the grain breaking could be heard all around. People outside could not see what was going on inside, and people inside had no time to escape. Unexpectedly, Han Zheng killed more than eighty people in a short time. The old man was so frightened that he fell to the ground and pointed at him tremblingly. "You... You dare to kill me, then Longtang will not let your whole family go!" One hand grabbed the old man's neck and lifted him up. The hand full of fresh nectar was slowly exerting force. No matter how hard the old man struggled, he could not break open the iron-like hands. "Remember, what bothers me the most is people threatening my family." "Pfft." No matter how many people were around, they did not dare to step forward. Han Zheng had been hit several times, but looking at the corpses around him, they were all with severed arms and legs, and some had even been twisted. Anyone who was punched by him died within a short time, their internal organs were shattered by the internal force, and after vomiting for a while, there was no movement. Han Zheng panted and looked around. People around him lowered their heads in fear when they saw his red eyes. "Get out of the way..." Han Zheng's hoarse voice came out from the crowd. This sound was like the call of the King of Hell, and people quickly gave way to a wide road. Han Zheng was walking alone towards the distant Beiping City. Several heads popped up on the hillside not far away. When they saw it was Han Zheng, they ran down quickly. "Master! Master!" "Master, are you okay?" "Can you get up your horse and come here? Give me one quickly." The apprentice greeted, and a young man in the distance quickly brought a fast horse. After Han Zheng got on it, he went straight to the city gate. When the people at the city gate saw a man covered in crotch and riding a horse, they thought it was a soldier under attack and quickly moved out of the way. Han Zheng attracted countless people along the way, and it was not until he arrived at the door of his home that he saw the door that was still wide open. After he crossed the threshold, Chi Yingmei ran over from the yard and hugged him. One person actually killed a hundred people. Not to mention the number of people, those who went that day were all martial arts practitioners from all over the world! Those who have practiced martial arts are much stronger than ordinary people and have their own strengths, but they were all left in the suburbs by Han Zheng. "It's okay, it's okay, everything's okay." Han Zheng gently patted Chi Yingmei in his arms and comforted her with unfamiliar techniques. After the government heard about this incident, they quickly sent people to check. Unexpectedly, the land in the suburbs was dyed red, and weapons and ferocious corpses lay scattered in the suburbs. After this incident was spread, the whole Peiping was singing the name of Han Zheng killing everyone. As soon as Han Zheng took to the street, all the street guys ran away, and even the strong man selling the meat was polite to him. "The reputation of the Han Family Martial Arts School spread, but the ancestor still disbanded the martial arts gym and went to live in Tianjin." "Why?" Han Lei saw Luo Huiying walking over with a pot of brewed tea, and then poured a cup for Gu Nan first, and Gu Nan nodded after taking it. Han Zheng looked at Gu Nan and said, "Maybe it's because he wants to keep his promise and never pass it on to outsiders." Gu Nan held a white porcelain and red glaze cup and stared at the black tea floating up and down inside. "He is right to do this, otherwise something like this will happen again one day." "Has this happened to Master?" "No." The answer was very straightforward, which surprised Han Lei. "Everyone who knows my existence is dead." Han Lei twitched the corners of his lips and quickly returned his eyes to the teacup, but did not see Luo Huiying pouring water for him. The teapot was knocked next to him, and he gestured with his eyes to pour it himself. Han Zheng thought that the anger just now might not be over yet. "Gurgling..." Water with tea leaves poured into the porcelain cup. The fragrance of tea came out of the cup and was inhaled into Han Lei's nose. He smelled that this was the best jar of tea in the house. "Master, how long have you lived?" "......" Gu Nan looked into the distance. More than 30 half-meter gray-white square tiles could be paved. It felt like Han Lei's yard was quite big. "I can't remember clearly." Han Lei stopped drinking tea and turned to look at Gu Nan's face, which was smaller than him. "So long..." "Then, how many apprentices has the master taught in his life?" Luo Huiying, who happened to come out of the kitchen and was walking towards here with snacks, happened to hear these words. "Since the Eastern Han Dynasty, there have only been two people, one is Han Zheng and the other is..." When Han Lei saw her stop, he stopped asking, got up and went to the water tank in the yard to clean up. Gu Nan sat for a long time. Seeing that it was getting late, he planned to go back to the hotel first. After giving Han Lei his address, he left with a bag of tea. "Drive, drive, drive!" The cavalrymen carrying the baggage passed by Gu Nan, and the cavalrymen who were closer among them looked back at Gu Nan. After all, her dress is too special. The most popular windbreakers and women's suit vests are rarely worn on the streets in Peking, but this style of clothing returned from overseas makes Gu Nan look like a rich person. There were gradually fewer people on both sides of the street, and only then did Gu Nan discover something. "Where is this?" The layout of today's houses is completely different from that of that time. She clearly remembers that there was an alley here that led directly to the right side of Daqing Gate! I looked around and saw that there seemed to be no one around. I climbed up the wall with a slight click, then saw the location of the Great Qing Gate and started walking that way. It's not like she was walking. After all, she was so close that the bird on the wall didn't even have time to react before being kicked down by her ruthlessly. "Chi chi chi chi!!" A spherical bird flew up, its chest rising and falling with anger, becoming more rounded. The old white-headed sparrow has lived for five or six years and has never seen anything in the world. This is the first time he has met someone standing on the wall and running so fast without making a sound! When they were almost on the main road, Gu Nan walked down the wall and walked through the alley to the road. The passers-by around him were walking in a hurry as if something big had happened. "Hurry up, hurry up, drag it over!" Three horses pulling a cannon were walking along the avenue towards Zhengqing Gate. Gu Nan followed him to the city gate and saw that the city wall was already covered with sandbags. Not far from Zhengqing Gate, there was a set of pulley equipment transporting artillery and some weapons. At this time, the soldiers guarding below discovered Gu Nan standing there watching. "Ahem, what are you looking at? If there is anything good to see, tell me about you!" Gu Nan turned his head and looked at the soldier. When he saw that it was a woman, the guy stopped his ferocious tone and had no choice but to huff twice and walk over. "What are you doing?" Seeing that Gu Nan was not very well-dressed and seeing that the Western style didn't seem cheap, his tone became more sincere. "Fortifications are being built here. It is inconvenient for people to see. Miss, please go elsewhere." Gu Nan saw that this young man was not as lazy and ignorant as other soldiers. He had energy in his eyes, and he looked a bit energetic. "No need." A voice came from behind him, and the soldier immediately turned around and bowed down. "Your Majesty!" Rod Huabin was wearing a dark blue military uniform. He looked at the soldiers who were bending down and bowed and frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you, from now on it is just a salute, no need to bow." "Yes!" After Rod Huabin asked him to leave, he looked at Gu Nan apologetically. Gu Nan nodded to him and followed him when he made a gesture of invitation. "Thank you so much, Miss Gu, for helping me last time, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to escape from those people." After climbing the steps, the view suddenly widened. Gu Nan looked at the soldiers running back and forth on the city wall and asked him, "What are you doing?" "Building defenses." Rod Huabin's tone was calm, as if it was none of his business. "Who to resist?" Rod Huabin lowered his head slightly and looked at the city gate at his feet. Some people were walking out with their families and their families carrying baggage. "Resist those who do not belong to this land." Not many people left the city. People were surprised after receiving the notice and did not leave in panic. Instead, they were so calm. Quietly, as if they didn't care about their business, the people continued to live their old lives. Only some dignitaries with a keen sense of smell quickly escaped with part of their family property. Luo Huabin turned around and looked at Gu Nan beside him, only to see her looking at the people below in a trance. "Miss Gu, you can leave tomorrow." "Why?" Upon hearing this, Gu Nan turned her head and looked at him in confusion. After meeting Rod Huabin's eyes, he moved his eyes away and said awkwardly: "Well, I'm also thinking about Miss Gu's safety." "When will they come." Gu Nan put his hand on the mottled stone slab of the city wall and touched it. The old city that had gone through many vicissitudes of life still looked the same. Rod Huabin swallowed his throat and said it out: "There are still two days at most." "Ding bell, jingle bell." An ox cart pulled an empty cart back from the city gate, and the clear sound of copper bells made people feel that the steps of the old ox were so brisk. "Yeah." "I will help then." Gu Nan turned around and walked towards the steps. Rod Huabin was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what he was doing. When he strode to the corner, he found that Gu Nan was already on the road. "Wait!" Rod Huabin hurriedly called to the figure below, causing the nearby soldiers to look over. "Miss Gu, we can't stop those people at all, why don't we go to a safe place?" Gu Nan stood under the city gate and turned sideways to look at him. The setting sun reflected on Gu Nan's delicate face, and the surrounding soldiers and him couldn't help but stare. "Why are you standing here?" "I, of course it is for the sake of the Qi..." "You think so, right?" He paused, feeling a little confused for a moment. Even Lafayette and those "high-ranking officials" quietly left. Why on earth do I have to stand here and face those savage beasts? When Rod Huabin raised his eyes, he saw that the soldiers below stopped what they were doing and looked at him quietly. These were the soldiers he had brought out with his own hard work, and they were much better than those mediocre and incompetent people. Some of these people are young and strong, and some are in their thirties or forties, but what they have in common is that they have a clarity and determination in their eyes that others do not have. "I... No, it's us, we are... For the soil under our feet! In order to no longer be bullied by foreign powers!!" The soldiers around him just saluted him in unison. "That's pretty much it." Gu Nan nodded, put his hands in the outer pockets of his windbreaker, turned around and walked home. When he passed a soldier beside him, he saw him standing straight. "It seems... Like a person with a soul." The backs of people on the street were pulled crookedly under the setting sun. Gu Nan stood in the middle of the street and watched the people passing by without knowing what they were thinking. She felt her head hurt when she looked at the unfamiliar streets and buildings around her. Today, hundreds of years later, she finally realized something. "Why..." "I can't find the way back again?" ……………………

The last poem was written by myself!

Please give Fish Soup a little more time. Fish Soup knows that it is not good, but it is too lazy to act like a dead fish... But don't give up on fish soup, it will definitely give everyone a satisfying story~

I only found out that the author is a girl...

I just finished reading Poor Man and now I don't want to read any other books.

The author is getting cold. Remember to cover yourself with a quilt at night. It doesn't have to be beautiful. But it must be warm. Before taking a bath, remember to adjust the temperature of the water. Stop eating too much cold fruit. If you catch a cold, you must go to the hospital to take medicine. When you get up in the morning, don't lift the quilt suddenly. It's easy to catch a cold that way. After washing your hair, be sure to wait until it is dry before going out. Eat well. Don't lose weight. No instant noodles allowed. Don't stay up late often. Take breaks on time. Don't eat too spicy food. Don't drink carbonated drinks. Don't drink cold water. Not good for your stomach. Look left and right when crossing the road. I miss you. . . . Take care of yourself and don't get sick. Do you know? Don't drink too much. I know your friends sometimes let you drink, but don't drink too much because it's not good for your health. When you stay in bed at night, remember to turn down the LCD light of your mobile phone, and remember not to hold your mobile phone too close to your face. Mobile phone radiation is quite large! Take good care of yourself for me, health is the most important thing! Be sure to remember! Author, I care about you so much, can you update it? 🥺

When I read The Poor Man's Two Thousand Years, I felt that the writing was endlessly dark and I couldn't see any hope. It almost made me suffer from depression 😳😳

This book Fish Soup was the first attempt to sign a contract, however... It was not successful. "My heart is sad, but I don't know how sad I am." That's all. When this book was titled "Late Qing Dynasty", Yu Tang had wondered whether he could go far or not. It was just one of the stories of Sister Nan's "duck life". Fish Soup didn't rush to sign the contract, and I was confused. It was developed in the late Qing Dynasty to fill the vacancy in everyone's mind when reading the original book, rather than for selfish gain. Hey... Every day passes by in a hurry, and it feels like it is night again just after morning. After waiting day after day, I remember how I felt when I first opened this book. That kind of, tsk... It feels like recalling a movie. The pictures in my mind flashed like a revolving lantern, but now I have forgotten the words and can't write... "Bai Qu travels a thousand miles in a day, and it takes three days for fish soup to squirm~" The slow update is either difficult to write or lazy. Please don't misunderstand the strength of fish soup~ Good night~-♡

The male author has three treasures, a small dark room, women's clothing, and clearing the computer The female author has three treasures, a small dark room, a cat girl costume with a tail, a marker and yogurt,

How many fan authors are forced to do this.

Guys, this fish is stewed, so it will be useless if it is not updated.

I can only say that it lacks a bit of flavor, which is not very appropriate.

There is another dead eunuch in the world! !

One advantage of reading this book is that you can read it again every time it is updated. Absolutely amazing😭

Live! ! Live! ! Yeah

If you don't have fish soup, drink fish soup.

Haha, it's September 8th. Can there really be 5 updates in a year? Although the reason is valid, the reason itself is inexcusable.

The last time I saw this kind of speed was just a few days in the book. It was Su Yuan who had been updated (gu) for more than half a year.

Give birth (bushi) more 😁

It's the eunuch's fault that updates are so slow.