The Magic Brush of Liaozhai

I feel like there are a lot of comments about withdrawing if there are many female protagonists, or withdrawing if there is only one female protagonist, which is all wrong. . . . In ancient times, there was no monogamy, and it was not illegal for people to love whatever they wanted. . . .

What a beautiful book. Don't you like reading without reading the title? Don't know what Liaozhai is like? If you don't know, go check it out. What happened to the two extra wives? Are they eating your rice? Did you drink your drink? There are gods and ghosts, there are good deeds and virtues, there are infatuated scholars, there are women with soft intestines, there are immortals, there is Yama, there is the underworld, and there is the heaven. Weird gods and ghosts, crazy men and women, this is not a bad story

Reading the chapter reviews, I found that the author, in response to readers' requests, has included a few less female protagonists. Can I suggest the author charge more? For example, Yan Mingyue. .

There was a scholar named Lou in Henan who was from Qingyun County. He tried to gamble with others and sleep in graves in the mountains to prove that there were no ghosts in the world. Everyone is different. Lou Sheng laughed and said: "You don't talk about strange powers and confuse the gods. The ghosts you talk about are the troubles of mediocre people. I am familiar with Master's words and there is no such obstacle." One day, Lou Sheng and his friend Cai Sheng visited Xuchang to visit relatives. When they returned home, they met a man and a woman who asked for a ride on the road. They said they were going to Qingyun. Lou Sheng asked for one person and five liang, but he agreed, but the two made him suspicious. After walking for several miles, the man asked the woman about Buddhism and even wanted to obtain magical powers. The woman answered with mysterious words. Lou Sheng saw this and said, "You are cheating. You want to defraud me of my gold and silver, but I can't do it." With the incident of sleeping in a grave as a reference, the two of them kept silent, and Lou felt ashamed and complacent. Not long after we met in the temple forest, I said goodbye and entered the temple. Lou Sheng asked the man again: "How can you prove that ghosts exist?" The man replied: "There are no ghosts in one place, but it does not mean that there are no ghosts in this world. One person says there are no ghosts, but it is not everyone who says there are no ghosts. You can prove it without proof. Many things in the world are different, so ghosts are fake. Although the spirit is not trustworthy, it is not a reason to be arrogant. Since you know the master's words, you should abide by the instructions of respecting ghosts and gods. "It is also said that alchemists are crazy. They are famous officials and have their own desires and worldly conditions. If you have the method to distinguish alchemy, you can avoid being confused." Lou Sheng asked for his method, and the man then explained in detail the technique of self-generation of the idol, the use of light and vision, and the effect of black bean paste and rosin. Halfway through, the man stopped and said with a smile, "I'm here, and I'll stop here. We'll meet again if we have the chance." Lou Sheng leaned out of the car and saw an isolated temple standing in the wilderness with no human habitation. He asked, "There is no village here, only a City God's Temple here. How can you live here?" The man got out of the car and smiled and replied: "I am Qingyun City God, and I have been appointed here as my new boss." After speaking, he entered the temple and hid in the temple. Lou and Cai looked at each other for a long time, speechless.

Damn it, I didn't even notify you when a new book was released. If I hadn't read it on a whim, I wouldn't have even known about it.

Poor road leads to rich road There was a scholar named Ji in Jinling, whose family was rich. One day, Ji Sheng and his friends were traveling in Qinhuai. He was so excited that he took a bottle of wine and drank it with everyone. Its taste is so delicious that everyone is curious about it and wants to know where the wine comes from. Ji Sheng laughed and said: "In the past, Jiayan was traveling as a businessman and met an old monk on Nanyang Road. This monk practiced Confucianism when he was young, changed his path in middle age, and came to seek help from the Buddha in his old age, and became proficient in the three religions. When he saw Jiayan, he said that he had a destiny with the Buddha and advised him to I became a monk. However, because I missed my family, I gave him a drink, saying that my father would be rich in life, and he would not be harmed by drinking this drink. He was sixteen, and now he is seventy and two years old. Where is this monk?" Everyone laughed and sighed at the wonder of the wine. The scholar then said that the wine was a treasure in the family and was passed down from generation to generation. When his family was poor, he sold wine to make a living, and everyone congratulated him. However, one person laughed, and his voice was so loud that it drowned out the voices of everyone. Everyone was surprised and didn't know why he was laughing. The man then asked Ji Sheng what his surname was and answered. Then he said that his wine and wine recipes were all right. When Ji was angry, he turned pale and asked: "Why did the young master destroy my financial path?" He replied: "What path? The path of hard work, the path of getting up early and being greedy at night, the path of caution to prevent theft and fire, and the path of peace for the whole family..." Ji Sheng had no answer. This person taught him: "I am greedy for glory, make friends in vain, and do not understand people's hearts. I have not seen their blessings, but they are poor!" Ji Sheng then realized that he thanked him: "I think about the old days at home, and I have exhausted my thoughts. I want to be named after a strange poem. It goes against the original intention of reading. I wake up after hearing this." However, one person said: "He traveled with us to the Qinhuai River. How can we trust this statement!" Then he replied: "I heard that there is a loyal person here, and invite him to enjoy the honor in the underworld." When everyone heard this, they were surprised, but the smoke and clouds rose, and they couldn't find you when they checked.

During the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty, there was a farmer named Liao in Dongxiang County who was very enthusiastic. One day he launched a fundraiser to build a cemetery for the ownerless bones on the road. He went to the village to visit and persuade, and persuaded most of the villagers to participate. Not long after, a cemetery was established. After thirty years, more than a hundred ownerless bones were buried in the cemetery. One day, the farmer surnamed Liao dreamed that he was at the entrance of the village, and there were more than a hundred black figures standing outside. These people's faces were blue and black, and their faces could not be seen clearly. The farmer was a little scared, and saw one of the figures come out and said: "Don't be afraid, we are the souls buried in the cemetery for the good deeds of the village over the past thirty years, and we will not harm anyone. We have learned that a plague ghost is coming soon, and please burn ten battle flags and 150 knives with silver foil paper. We will fight against the plague ghost and repay the kindness of the villagers." After Agricultural University woke up, he was in a trance. He recalled what happened in the dream and went out to inquire about it. Sure enough, he heard that some villages in Dongxiang County had recently been warned of plague. He hurriedly followed the instructions of the figure in the dream and burned the battle flags and knives. A few days later, the plague still broke out in the farmer's village, and many villagers were killed and injured. Even the farmer named Liao died of illness. The farmer's soul drifted to the underworld and met the souls of the dead buried in the cemetery. He was very angry and scolded them for not keeping their word and not saving the dead. The Tomb Demons cried out for injustice: "After you burned the war flag and the paper knife, a judge suddenly came from the underworld and said that they must receive and distribute this batch of supplies. In the end, we didn't get it! "

I feel that both sides of the author are being disliked. Those who support the harem feel that you are missing some heroines, and those who do not support the harem only want a single heroine. You have written more than one, and you can't regret it. You have been criticized for being crazy about the pace. No matter if there is no heroine in the future or whatever, people will say that you have a harem and lead you to the rhythm. It is better to stick to your own ideas. Those who say there are many female protagonists, why bother to hold on to a single female protagonist but not a lot of female protagonists? It's not like there are many female protagonists and no one reads them. There are very few articles with multiple female protagonists now. Okay, if one of them is criticized by you, give me a way to survive, okay? Who didn't read a harem novel when Internet literature was on the rise? Don't do everything according to your own preferences. If you don't like it, don't criticize it. Is there still a way for harem stories to survive?

I have always liked the books written by Xiaomeng. They are very creative and the writing is top-notch, but they tend to break down later! I hope it won't end badly this time

The Spring Festival is coming soon, has the author collected chapters to celebrate the festive season? I don't have high requirements, just update it three times a day during the Spring Festival.