Journey to the West Rope Holder

Introduction: Zhang Zichen, the gold medal emotional mediator of the 21st century. With his clever tongue and ability to understand people's hearts, he specializes in taking on difficult relationship cases in the rich circle. Most of the clients are young and beautiful women whose marriages are on the verge of success. He wandered around and measured everything down to the millimeter, solving problems but inevitably spreading rumors. The bizarre car accident at the end... Now that I think about it, the lack of insurance was the follow-up to that romantic lawsuit. Once dead, travel across the West. After learning from the experience, he realized: staying alive and breathing is the last word! All love and affection are empty. So I put away all my thoughts and focused on searching for immortality. Maybe his luck was not over, and he actually got half a volume of unnamed fragments in Xianhu Ridge. Following the profound and mysterious method above, he actually made him ascend to Xiaju within a hundred years! After ascending, he was horrified to discover that there were only three years left in immortal life! Many efforts to no avail! In desperation, the Journey to the West Love Robbery Road Blocking System is activated! Zhang Zichen had to return to his old career. As a result, the painting style of Journey to the West suddenly changed: Bajie met "true love" in Gao Laozhuang and was willing to stay? The daughter of the king has become a life and death disaster that Tang Seng cannot avoid? On the Lingshan Mountain, the Tathagata counted with his fingers and frowned: "Honorable Guanyin, how many hardships have these pilgrims gone through during this journey?" Avalokitesvara respectfully clasped his hands together, with a strange look on his face: "Returning to the Buddha, it has... Been three hundred and sixty-five, which is exactly the number of days in a week." After hearing the words, the Tathagata silently wiped the sweat from his forehead and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice: "... Amitabha, the word love is the most abrasive. Back then, the white lotus... Uh... Can't be said... Can't be said!"