Tales of the Strange

I saved 70 chapters, and while reading, I found that it was finished. The ending was really unexpected. When I first read this book, I felt it was refreshing and refined. It was completely different from the narrative rhythm of most online articles, and it was very comfortable. But later on, probably after the Queen Mother of the East, this novel was like being cursed by the five degenerates of gods and humans in a fantasy setting, with a twilight atmosphere and a lack of enthusiasm. The ending is also rushed, maybe the author didn't want to write it. But overall, its flaws outweigh its flaws. Bless the author and look forward to the next book.

Hmm, not bad, not bad. It has the natural feeling of immortality and magic. It is different from the fantasy where you are constantly fighting and killing. I feel that this is a novel about cultivating immortals that is more in line with reality and imagination. The author's last book was not very good at describing fighting. This book has made a lot of progress. Come on.

After waiting for a long time, I finally waited for Jasmine's new book. Sanhua Empress made me read a daily novel for the first time, and it also made me realize the charm of road novels. This book moved me as much as Sanhua Empress. The protagonist became stronger little by little but remained the same, and Jasmine's fighting descriptions have really improved a lot. Finally, the stone man is no longer suppressing everything (

So well written! Three recommendation votes are given to you every day, come on, author!

Somewhat sudden, but also expected This book maintains Jasmine's warm and elegant style, which means timelessness The full text is regrettable that the final battle is not satisfactory This is because Jasmine's ability is not there To express regret, we have the best words—— The ancients have already summed it up: "A beautiful lady will say goodbye to a flower in the mirror, a flower will say to a tree", "It will never be like traveling as a teenager" To express nostalgia, I can also pick up the wisdom of others: "Catch the youthful wind passing through the fingers." I didn't like traveling very much in the past, until I saw a sentence: "You can travel when you are poor, but you can travel when you are rich." Traveling is not as good as traveling as a teenager" Shocking inexplicably Recently, the conditions were suitable, so I went to Huangshan to be a "special soldier" I was lucky enough to make an appointment to Tiandu Peak, but it was a pity that I didn't see the sea of clouds that everyone admired I wanted to walk a small loop, but unfortunately I had cramps and didn't have the energy to see Shixin Peak Travel friends often say: Regret is often a part of travel It is true After reading this book, I would like to add that Regret is often a part of life So, there is no need to be sentimental about the established past Seize the moment, cherish the moment, and love life! Finally, express some apologies. The content is piecemeal, written wherever I think of it. Thank you for taking the time to read it

Thank you to everyone who has been following the update for allowing me to have such a smooth reading experience. The foreshadowing before and after becoming a disciple, and the continuous blossoming and fruition after going down the mountain with my fellow apprentices, made me sigh and be reluctant to leave along with the character. When I read the chapters about going down the mountain outside, I couldn't stop crying, and I burst into tears all the time. I have read a lot of books, but there are not many books that are so humane and touching. I won't say anymore, my tears haven't subsided yet😭

I'm so angry, I'm looking for a place for my junior sister, she's so handsome

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As the Year of the Snake arrives, the auspicious dragon disappears, the spirit snake dances, and the door is filled with blessings! In the new year, I wish you good health, smooth career, continuous good luck, great luck with snakes, golden snakes with wealth, and peace in all seasons! I am so anxious to wait for the update of this book. This book is really to my liking! The ethereal and fairy-like atmosphere in the early stages of the book makes people forget about the world after reading it. When I was waiting for the update, I read the previous book Time and Space Hotel, and I immediately felt that the writing style of this book is really mature and delicate. I hope the author will work steadily and not be too obsessed with updating quickly enough to produce high-quality products!

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Overall, the main plot is interspersed with small stories that are slow but worth watching. One or two big villain bosses are just right, with some small monsters and elite monsters to deal with in the middle, and not too much emphasis on upgrading. It is my ideal book.

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The author must be a very childlike person who loves children very much. Sanhua Empress in "Unintentional Immortality" and Fuyao in "The Book of Strange Tales" are simply the two cutest children. Smart yet honest, well-behaved yet stubborn, obedient yet naughty, heartwarming yet independent and confident. It is both a novel about cultivating immortals, a leisurely prose, and a happy fairy tale. Not only suitable for adults, but also suitable for children.

Thinking about it, I am also sad. When I went to Beijing to take the exam, I encountered this continuous rain. I don't know when it will stop. If you delay, you will have to wait another three years. I am also twenty-one this year. Three years ago, I encountered a drought and was unable to rush for the exam. Now I encountered this continuous rain halfway. "It's bitter, it's bitter. I think I'm lucky. There is an empty house in this mountain forest. It's really strange. There is no one here, but there are so many books." I didn't think much about it at that time. I just assumed that the owner of the temple had not returned yet. Listening to the sound of rain outside, I felt scared at first, but after reading the sages' books in the courtyard, I felt peaceful. I had a strange dream that night. In the dream, I was named on the gold medal list, followed the number one scholar, and saw all the Chang'an flowers in one day, but I was not happy. I always felt very depressed, as if I did not belong to the same world as them, but I was among them, but yet I was excluded. I wanted to blend in with them and reach out my hand, but it felt like I was stuck in a quagmire. I struggled forward and finally stretched out my hand, but my center of gravity was unstable and I fell down. My head hurt so much. I rubbed my head and tried to open my eyes. Someone pulled me. "Young Master? Young Master? When you wake up, the candlestick has been knocked over." Finally I opened my eyes, and what came into view was a delicate face, blinking at me with big eyes. "Ah! You, are you a human or a ghost?" I was so frightened that I crawled backwards from the ground. He looked back at her. Wearing green clothes, she picked up the fallen candlestick on the ground and placed it on a shelf nearby. She bent down and looked at me, covered her mouth and smiled, "Of course it's a ghost, ah!" I was startled, but I woke up completely and felt embarrassed, so I cupped my hands in front of her. "The young lady is joking. Xiaosheng, I was originally going to the capital, but when I encountered this weird heavy rain, I had to take shelter from the rain. I was fascinated by the book for a while. In the wilderness, just now, I mistook the young lady for a ghost." But your son, if I hadn't arrived in time, the fire would have started." I talked to her and learned that this courtyard was an academy renovated by Wang Yuanwai in the county. It just encountered an incident, so the renovation was not continued. Miss Wang, who came to see if the academy was okay, got lost on the way, so she arrived a little late. But it's good, at least I have a companion, damn, what am I thinking about, reading, yes, reading. It has been raining for a long time, and we have been staying in this academy. But I didn't have much communication with her. She basically asked me about interesting things that happened between us, and some poems that she didn't understand. But it's strange to think about it. She loves reading books, but she only loves poems. She would come over to ask me, and even admitted that I had written some poems. She was squatting next to me, blinking and watching me write with her big eyes. While I was sleeping, she braved the rain and went to dig two jars of peach blossom wine under the peach blossom tree. It was really delicious. She proudly said that she had made the wine. The last two jars were left. Every time I drank too much, she would grab the wine. "It's not easy to make this wine. There are only two jars left. Leave some for me." She hugged the jar and stared at me angrily. "Hey, when I come back, I'll treat you to a drink" "It's a deal" "It's a deal!" But I don't know when I can come back. It had been raining for a week, and it was time for me to leave. She reluctantly asked me when I would be back. I don't want to leave. Every time I think of me writing a poem for her, even if it is a limerick, she will dance happily, and the intoxicating peach blossom wine is also nostalgic. But I had to leave. If I got the honors, I wanted to come back and marry her, but I didn't tell her. I just waved to her like I usually say goodbye to friends, and then walked out in the light rain. Looking at the peach blossom tree that had just bloomed in the yard, I thought that if I really got the honors and came back here, the peach blossoms would have fallen all over the yard. When the time comes, join her, drink wine under the flowers, and write poems. She was walking behind me holding an umbrella. "Young master, you must come back. When the time comes, I will make you my best peach blossom stuffed wine and peach blossom cake. You must also write me the best poem in the world!" Is there any peach blossom cake? Why didn't I eat it? She must have finished it because she was greedy. I wanted to tease her a few more words, but when the words came to my lips, they were only bitter. "Don't send me away, Miss Wang. I'm afraid I really can't bear to leave." "Sir, please don't forget me when I was named on the gold medal list. We are rich and honorable, so don't forget me." I didn't look back, didn't say a word, I just went to the capital to take the exam. Little did I know that this farewell would be forever. … After studying hard for twenty-one years, I finally became a farmer in the morning and ascended to the Emperor's Hall in the evening. Following the crowd, I saw all the prosperity of the capital city, and drank the peach blossom wine that was famous all over the world, but it was not as sweet as the one brewed by the people in that small courtyard. … I wonder what the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by Miss Wang will taste like? Isn't it good for me to go directly to Wang Yuan's house like this? I thought a lot on the way, and it was best to take a few jars of peach blossom wine and some attendants with me and hurried to Wang Yuan's wife's house. I saw many Miss Wangs, but there was no Miss Wang that I thought about day and night, and the Wang family did not have an academy. I thought about many possibilities for her, but I never thought that she never existed. When I went to the academy, there was only a peach tree in full bloom. I leaned against the peach tree and drank peach blossom wine alone. "One less person, one less person" The peach blossom wine also became bitter. "Miss Wang, where are you." I got myself drunk and wanted to take another look at her in my dream. When the peach blossoms faded, my regrets also fell all over the mountain, and I had to leave. I set up a monument next to the peach blossom tree and buried two jars of peach blossom wine. I hope she can drink this peach blossom wine when she comes back and see this poem that belongs to us and is the best in the world. "On this day last year, in this door, people's faces and peach blossoms reflected each other's beauty. I don't know where the people's faces have gone, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze." Many years later, I married a wife and had children, and my life was considered happy. A peach blossom tree was also planted in the yard. Others laughed at me as the magistrate of Peach Blossom County, but I never drank peach blossom wine again. I dreamed of her again. I am already very old. She handed me a piece of peach blossom cake. I opened my mouth, but did not speak. I just tasted this piece of cake silently. "Young Master, I'm sorry for you. With your talents, you should know that I am not a human being. There is no tolerance between humans and monsters. Young Master, I cannot be selfish." There will be no regrets in this life, a thunder flashed past. Magistrate of Taohua County, aged seventy-one. Happy and mourning, sleep under the peach tree. … Since the departure of the Taohua County magistrate, the legends about Taohua have spread further and further. Because of the meritorious service of the magistrate of Taohua County, or because the story of the Peach Blossom Girl spread, the emperor was so moved that he named the county Taohua County with a stroke of his pen. Next spring, there will be a sound of thunder. The peach blossoms broke at the sound, and there was an extra peach in front of the tombstone. "Is it worth it?" "At least, he has never forgotten me." The spring rain rustled down, and the gentle breeze rustled the fallen peach trees. People think that monsters are omnipotent in heaven and on earth, but they don't know that there are some insignificant monsters among monsters. They are so weak that they cannot even defeat the loach spirit, but they are willing to keep their whole life and give everything for a promise. She is a small peach blossom tree, planted on this mountain by the eldest lady of the palace. Miss Wang comes to water her every day and chats with her. She was dumbfounded, thinking that this was an unchanging rule, just like the sun would rise every day. But Miss Wang disappeared and never saw her again. She didn't know what she had done wrong. She hoped that she would grow up quickly so that she could talk to Miss Wang. She didn't know how long it had been, but she seemed to have gotten used to Miss Wang's absence. But she has never forgotten her. Taoshu always firmly believes that Miss Wang will come back tomorrow. Miss Wang finally came back and was carried up by eight people. They said that the wooden box contained Miss Wang, but Taoshu didn't believe it. Miss Wang was dressed in green clothes, had big eyes, and loved to laugh. She couldn't stay in it all the time. They carried Miss Wang away and buried her in the soil. The peach tree is still waiting for Miss Wang, but she has grown up and can bear fruit. Why Miss Wang hasn't come back yet, she doesn't know. Many years later, people all knew that there was a peach tree on the mountain. The fruit was big and sweet. People came and went, picked it and left, or groups of people rested against it. She likes this, someone can accompany her, but when the season passes, she is alone again. She knew that she could no longer wait for Miss Wang. She was very sad. She began to miss Miss Wang. Whenever she thought of Miss Wang, she would shake her leaves to a rustling sound. Originally there were no roads here, but as more people came to pick peaches, there were roads. She also learned many things and techniques from people. Her favorite thing is poetry, because Miss Wang used to like to tell her these poems and songs. Miss Wang always complained that her husband forced her to recite them, and she had to recite them without even knowing the meaning. Taoshu finished reciting Miss Wang's poem, but she didn't know what it meant. She originally planned to tell Miss Wang to her after she found out, but Miss Wang couldn't come, so she had to remember it first, hoping that someone could explain it to her. She found that she could leave, but not too far. One night, she transformed into Miss Wang, secretly dug out the peach blossom stuffed wine buried under her, and then drank to her heart's content. She had never drunk anything so delicious, but it only made her head dizzy. She could not drink more every time for fear of fainting and being discovered. … One year, a few people who came to Beijing to take the exam built a yard here and put it there to write books, hoping that people who would come later would have a place to stay. She would secretly come out to read and steal food from time to time, but in fact she could also make wine, but she wanted to drink the wine she made with people like Miss Wang. After a long time, we encountered a continuous heavy rain. She couldn't see her surroundings clearly, so she thought there was no one, so she secretly ran to read a book. She found a candle burning, and she secretly looked aside, blinking and observing with her big eyes. Seeing the candle fall to the ground, she was afraid something might happen to the man, so she ran to wake him up. "Young Master, Young Master, wake up, the candlestick has been knocked over." She didn't expect that this Young Master was so stupid that he didn't notice her identity as Miss Wang. She found that the young master liked reading very much, so she asked about poems that she could not understand before. The young master never refused and explained them very clearly. She felt that the young master was really kind and he was the second best person in the world. She convinced herself, took out the wine she brewed, and shared it with the young master. She was very happy to have such a friend. She also asked the young master to write poems for her because she was pretending to be Miss Wang and she didn't want Miss Wang to be forgotten by everyone. But she is not Miss Wang after all. She wants to keep the young master with her, but she also knows that the young master is a good person with a future. She is afraid that the young master will be lying in a big box when he comes back. But she didn't try too hard to stay. She just hoped that the young master would come back and write a poem to Miss Wang that would be the best in the world. She thought he would not come back, but Taoshu was very happy when she saw him, but she knew she could not use Miss Wang to lie to him again. She watched him sitting under the tree feeling sad, drinking alone. She knew this feeling was uncomfortable, just like how Miss Wang had left her without saying goodbye. But she had to hold back, she was just a peach blossom tree, not Miss Wang, she was not worthy of the young master. … The young master left, leaving behind the peach blossom stuffing and the poem. After the young master left, she dared to read it. After reading, the peach trees swayed and rustled, and not long after, the peach blossoms fell and the peach trees withered. She turned into a seed and accompanied the young master. She saw the young master trapped by her, and she was very sad. She stayed with the young master in his yard, watching him marry and have children, and manage the affairs of the county. She was happy for the young master, but she didn't know why. She was very sad. It would be great if she was not a peach tree, but a human being. She entered her dreamland before the young master died, eating peach blossom cakes and drinking peach blossom wine with him. The young master died and was buried beside him. The next spring, a bolt of lightning from Jingzhe struck the young master's tombstone. She blocked it, but she was almost gone. She asked herself. "Is it worth it?" "It's worth it, at least, he never forgot me." Before she died, she was no longer thinking about Miss Wang, but the young master. She finally lived for herself once, but in the end it was life and death. {"TopicId":"1022904691384647680","TopicName":"Ghost Story Summer Conference"}

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How soon will the extra episode be released?

For example: Has a new book started?

How long has it been since there was no new book? Have you changed your account?

You are drying chicken feathers. I ask you how many handfuls of chicken feathers are you drying?

The laws of the ancestors are immutable, Jasmine🙂

Didn't the protagonist come from time travel? You have become an immortal, why don't you think of a way to return to earth? Are you abandoning your family and career and not caring about your parents?

What have you done? I really want to beat you to death. Even the donkeys in the production team dare not rest like this. Please publish a new book quickly.

Just skip it if you're on mobile. It has the longest number of words, but it's really too immature and I couldn't finish reading it. I can feel obvious progress in every subsequent book. The heroine in the hotel, Master Tuanzi in the monster, Zhang Yogurt in the cultivator, Sanhua Empress who became an immortal, and Fuyao in the book of monsters. Each book has one or two unforgettable characters. I look forward to the author's new book.