I'm No Monster

I have read it, it's fairy grass. If you like light novels, don't worry. I also read this book three times before I decided to read it. When I first saw that there were too many female characters, I was worried, and I was afraid that I would be a stallion, so I ran away. However, mysteriously, There is a definite number in it. It is quite a fate to see this book again, not to mention that all Taoist friends highly recommend it. Shennong made this oath at: 5:02 am on September 2, 2022, for future generations to examine (manual dog head)

Eight hundred years have passed like water, and the lingering sorrow cannot be retained between the green fingers. The long time has consumed most of the expectations in the world, and no matter how difficult it is, it will become stiff and cold like cold water poured over hot zeolite. But Wang Xilou is different. The little zombie seems to have buried herself in the past. It is not so much that modern society has abandoned her, but that she has retained those days full of tiny sunshine. Now eight hundred years of waiting have turned into boiling water and poured into Wang Xilou's cold body. Even though he is as cold as a zombie, he can still feel the emotions of blood rushing and heart beating when he is a mortal. Two small corpse teeth slightly poked out of the red lips, and the door was covered with a deep beauty. The dim incense candle shop becomes more antique due to the sunlight. The floating dust and the formed light and shadow meet unexpectedly. Everything is as it should be and everything is inevitable. When the eyes pass through the dusty curtain, the years are still, and the turmoil of eight hundred years has turned into a simple greeting that has endless twists and turns, as if the old friends are only separated by day and night, and like the sorrow and sadness are expressed in the heart. At first it was you who went against the time to search for me, but now I follow your footsteps and come to you, sending embarrassing brocade books in the clouds, and finally when the moon is full on the west tower.

Crowdfunding to write a book, Tell me about the monster in your fantasy, tell me the story of the monster in your fantasy, whether it is hearsay, or a bizarre incident that you have actually experienced personally, I will read every one of them. (Can I, Kangkang, copy the book review) The clouds taken when I returned to school today↓

Feng Wuli opened his eyes. He felt that he should open his eyes. Just as the dark night was about to usher in the dawn, he who was sitting on the top of the mountain in a daze should also open his eyes. He has made many choices in his life. He can't tell what is right and what is wrong now, but he is very sure that what he is doing at this moment is the right thing. Dark clouds gathered at the top, the majesty of heaven was suppressed in the clouds, thunder and lightning rolled like dragons, suddenly appeared in the sky and earth, thunder was like drums, and the wind was very strong, one after another, blowing the trees at the foot of the mountain into waves. This power of God is a hurdle, a door. Xianmen. Feng Wuli is knocking on the gate of immortality. Knock on the Immortal Gate and step into immortality. This road is full of thorns and bumps, and I don't know how many practitioners have died here. Everyone knows that the risk of immortality is very high. Over the years, countless monks have succeeded one after another, and there are only eighteen immortals in total. Feng Wuli, who had always had low desires, walked resolutely. He doesn't care about the danger, he only cares about Wang Xilou. Wang Xilou lives forever, then he will live forever. He will accompany Wang Xilou for the rest of his life. Her life is so long, and he doesn't want his life to be too short, otherwise the kind-hearted Wang Xilou will cry again, and he will cry for a long, long time. It's even lonelier than those five hundred years. Feng Wuli shook his head. The wind was blowing so hard, but he still couldn't help but think about her. Where is she? Feng Wuli couldn't help but want to take a look. So he turned back. The scene seemed to change suddenly. After closing and opening his eyes, he smelled the smell of earth, dry land, the scorching sun above his head, and the burning hot wind whistling in his ears. This is a small village with row upon row of houses and a field of crops in the distance. Feng Wuli felt that this place looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before. He looked around and saw nothing familiar. Instead, it was himself, with a vague outline on his body, as if he had been cut out of a painting. He pursed his lips. The scorching sun made him feel a little thirsty. When he entered the village, people seemed a little afraid of him, their eyes were wary, and naturally no one listened to his request for saliva. While walking, a little girl who was running crazy bumped into him, and fell down with a splash on her butt. She was wearing braids, and she didn't yell after she said "ouch". She just stood up and rubbed her butt, and looked at Feng Wuli curiously. Feng Wuli also looked at him, smiled, and asked her if she had any water to drink. He was thirsty. The little girl nodded, went home and brought a bowl, held it high and handed it to him. Feng Wuli thanked him and drank it all. After returning the bowl to her, he rubbed her little head. The little girl turned her head away, a little unhappy, "Brother, don't touch my head. Auntie said that I won't grow taller." Feng Wuli nodded and continued to rub her little head. The little girl pouted, feeling a little aggrieved. This big brother is so good! "Where is this?" Feng Wuli asked. "Auntie said our place is called Youliang Village." The little girl was still moving her head stubbornly. Feng Wuli didn't know whether he heard it or not. He nodded and let go of his hand on the girl's head, "Can you read?" "I can teach you how to read." Feng Wuli felt that he would not be able to go back for a while. This was a feeling that God had told him. The topic of his knocking on the Immortal Gate is here. What exactly do you want to do? He doesn't know. God didn't make it too clear. "Are you the county magistrate?!" The little girl's eyes were bright. Feng Wuli smiled, "No, I'm just a traveling gentleman. What do you want, do you want to learn how to read from me?" The little girl nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, big brother is such a good person!" I didn't remember that I thought big brother was bad just now. "Then you go back first, I will come back to you tomorrow to learn how to read." The little girl nodded vigorously, Feng Wuli smiled and watched her go home, jumping up and down along the way, the bowl in her hand swinging up and down with her arms, and she was not worried about accidentally dropping it. Feng Wuli looked sideways and looked at the crop field not far away. He moved and turned into a shadow and shuttled past, and soon passed through the shadow-filled crop field. He wanted to find a place to live and to build a house. He doesn't know how, but he can try. He feels that time is very long and many things can wait slowly. He cast his gaze on a small hillside in the distance. It was quiet and deserted. There were tracts of woods on the mountain, overlooking an entire village. The most important thing is that he can go directly with the help of shadow. Soon, everyone in Youliang Village knew that there was a man living on the hillside. He was still building a house, but he would take time out at noon every day to find an open space, write and draw on the ground with branches, and teach children how to read. At first, the parents in the village were worried that the man had bad intentions, but as time went by, they discovered that he had really made his home in the mountains. The man loves to laugh, speaks softly and softly, and is nothing like the legendary scholar. He is not fierce, and from time to time he prepares small gifts for the children who behave well. Writing a few certificates for drawings, or how many little red flowers he spent, he never seemed to be stingy with his praise. In his eyes, these children who are full of energy and have eyes as bright as the sun are all good students. The adults in the village couldn't sit still, and from time to time they went up the mountain to deliver some food to their husband. Each household didn't deliver much, but together they were enough to live a prosperous life. They all call men sir. Especially when the harvest is good, everyone will go up the mountain to celebrate with their husband, and chat a lot while toasting and drinking. He was eloquent, talking about everything from heaven to earth, astronomy and geography, and occasionally he would give advice on how to better build a house. Everyone laughed. They said that they were farmers and their ancestors had been self-reliant for generations. There was no need for teachers to teach them about the house. The slightly drunk gentleman shook his head, and he also smiled, "I have renovated this house more than fifty times, why can't I teach you..." After one sentence, his eyes were slightly stunned. The people in front of him were both familiar and unfamiliar, and they looked at him with smiles. He stood up, his hair grew to his calves, he was wearing a white Confucian shirt, but his face was still young. The moon is so round and bright tonight. Looking up at the bright moon, he never lowered his head. He seemed to have slowly forgotten the time. It turned out that he had been here for countless days and nights, and the stars in the sky were changing but they were still familiar. He seemed to have seen all the wind and rain in this world, and he seemed to be used to seeing the life of his ancestors in the village. He turned his head and looked around. His eyesight was excellent, much better than ordinary people. Where is the Grain Village... It seems that it is no longer called this name. Where is the ancestral grave in the village. Many people are buried there. One of the graves belongs to Wang Xiaoya, the grave of the girl who gave him a bowl of water and told him not to touch her head because she would not grow tall. How come time has passed? It seems like the next day, as if just yesterday, he had just built this shabby house. Many things will be left in time, and he seems to be a sword in the long river of time, a sword that can be used to find a sword. It was stopped at the same time on that day. Maybe it's because every day is too similar, or maybe I'm no longer sensitive. I remember many things, but I can't remember the time. He is still staying here. He has almost forgotten why he is here. Oh yes, he doesn't know why he is staying here in the first place. It was the task of knocking on the Immortal Gate that brought him here. He just felt that he should stay here. Even though he had the urge to go out countless nights, he stopped him. This is where he would never leave. He couldn't remember how many years had passed, but the village seemed to have changed. No matter what the outside world said, the changes in the village were always so slight that he didn't even notice it in a daze. Looking at the whole village at this time, he felt more and more familiar, as if he had really seen him before, not in these countless days and nights. The Wang family is not rich, but they have many children. They all say this is a blessing. Although the eldest is a daughter, the others are sons! I think he will be very promising in the future. At least the Wang family's parents' faces are shining with joy. The eldest daughter is actually quite old, and she is old enough to follow her husband to study and write. They were thinking about the gentleman on the mountain. Legend has it that he was like a god, could live forever, and had taught the village for who knows how many generations. And since he came, there have been a lot less natural and man-made disasters. You see, no one has come here to fight and cause trouble in many years, and there are no robbers. I heard it was all thanks to my husband, but I don't know if that's true or not. That's what everyone says anyway. The eldest daughter of the family is very lucky, this is what the Wang family's parents think. The fortune teller was able to give her a name without using pork, and it sounded very nice! Although I don't understand the meaning, it's good if it sounds good. Today they were leading their beautiful and lovely eldest daughter up the mountain. The little one was very curious and looked around. It was not until he saw the small house on the mountain that had been renovated countless times that he calmed down. Feng Wuli was still holding a book to teach literacy. He noticed the movement outside the door and cast his gaze over. The little girl who was not afraid of strangers was not at all confused, and looked at each other for a while with this gentleman. On the contrary, the husband was stunned first, his eyes were dull for a moment, then he turned to look at the Wang parents, and said gently: "Come to class tomorrow, and take the pork back." After the Wang parents said, While thanking him, he looked at the little girl again and smiled, "Wang Xilou, long time no see." Xiao Wang Xilou scratched his head and didn't feel like he had met the gentleman before. When he nodded, she nodded vaguely. The Wang family's parents led their children down the mountain, and Feng Wuli watched them all the way. When they turned back to teach their children, their minds were already empty, and they couldn't remember anything they said or taught. It wasn't until night fell and he was the only one left in the house that he came back to his senses, gently lit a lamp, and looked at the village down the mountain again. Now he knew why it was familiar. The sea has turned into a mulberry field. He came from the mulberry field and witnessed the change personally. He sat in front of the window, looking at the village, just like every day and night before, not knowing what he was thinking. The next day, when he was on the third pole that day and everything was clear, he couldn't control his emotions. He wanted to see this little girl earlier. He waited for a long time. He casually took out the bamboo hat hanging in the house and used his shadow to go down the mountain. As soon as he walked out of the crop field, he vaguely saw a shadow flashing past. There was a flicker in his long memory. He followed all the way to the city and saw himself dressed in weird and out-of-place clothes. He also saw the little Wang Xilou who was eating, devouring and worried that there would be no good food tomorrow. He also said that he would marry this man who was good to him. Feng Wuli was in a daze. It was not that he was not given the topic of Knocking on the Immortal Sect. On the contrary, it was given to him very early, very early. "Where is Wang Xilou?" The question was the way he looked back to find Wang Xilou. He had forgotten many things in Kuxian Sect. He came to a place he was not familiar with. He didn't know where he was going, but he knew he was waiting for someone. He can endure loneliness, boredom, and the waiting day after day without knowing the time. Who is he waiting for. Wang Xilou. He may have waited for five hundred years, or maybe longer, but it doesn't matter. He knows how this kind of confusion feels for a person who doesn't know whether he will show up or not. He couldn't tell the specific details. But the tears shed at this time are more important than anything else. Found it. He found it. Even if he was just waiting, he never forgot to look for it. Here, in the long river of this world, he found Wang Xilou. Over there, Wang Xilou held the hand of another Feng Wuli and looked at him. He smiled, "So it's like this... Only today did you know that I am me." As soon as he smiled, the picture was about to break. He opened his eyes again, still sitting on the top of the mountain, with the roar of wind and thunder still in his ears. The roaring thunder dragon in the sky seemed to have been surging here and never been anywhere. This time, Feng Wuli did not look at the sky, but called out softly, "Wang Xilou?" "Yeah, I'm here." The woman chewing the apple walked past behind, without looking at the billowing power of heaven, and handed over the apple with the skin and half of the pulp removed with her teeth. , "Eat the apple?" Feng Wuli smiled brightly, "Eat." "I found it." "What did you find?" "You... And me." The little zombie tilted his head, not knowing what the stupid apprentice was talking about. "I found my Yangshen. In the past, he was a teacher. He loved Wang Xilou deeply." "Yeah, shameless." Feng Wuli smiled, and suddenly the wind and thunder dispersed, and there were no more dark clouds covering his eyes. The sky was blue, the air was fresh, and there was a faint light flowing on his body, but he didn't know that Wang Xilou was smiling in his eyes. What? Becoming an immortal is just to stay in Wangxi Tower for a few more days. He has been waiting for so long, and he wants Wang Xilou to accompany him for a long, long time. The time spent not seeing each other will be made up for. Definitely. ps: This is my first time writing a fanfic (specifically referring to Gou Song's comment section). Picture 1 is a joy. The purpose of writing a fanfic is to give everyone a high standard of Kangkang Songzi's text. It will make Songzi understand that everyone can't do it without his text, so he will work hard to update... Okay, I can't edit anymore. Hope you enjoy watching it!

"It's so sweet, it feels like it can only be written if you haven't dated someone before"

To be honest, I really feel sorry for Nao Nao. Originally when I saw the amnesia chapter, I thought the author should let Nao Nao die. After all, the heroine Wang Xilou has an unshakable position (I also like the character Wang Xilou very much), but later the author made Nao Nao go through the daily cycle of changing schools, and then let Wu Li trade memory for memory. It was actually really heartbreaking. Nao Nao is really a good girl. If the author had given Nao Nao a decent end, I believe Nao Nao would have been able to live a happy life of his own. But now Nao Nao is burdened with his own memories. He has no results with his beloved and has even forgotten himself. However, he still has his previous memories and full love for Wu Reason. If Wu Li just accepts Wang Xilou and lives forever with her. Although it is a happy ending, it is really a super tragic result for Nao Nao. Moreover, I have nowhere to put my love. A hundred years later, I will pick up the loess, but my sweetheart and others are still in their youth. It is really pitiful. I feel sorry for my Nao Nao, and I hope I can give Nao Nao a happy ending. At least she shouldn't end her life like this.

The comment area is always like this: Advise single female protagonists to become harems, persuade harems to become single female protagonists, persuade non-female protagonists to accept female protagonists 😡😡😡 I think you are deliberately looking for trouble 😡 Can't you let the author do his best? You have to influence the author 🙂🙂

The wind of more than five hundred years ago blew to you and me

It is a very good daily article. There is a faint smell of fireworks in the text. It reads peacefully and calmly. It is as healing as "Natsume's Book of Friends". It is suitable for reading before going to bed or for relaxing.

Feng Wuli