On the evening of July 17, in the sunflower field directly in front of Guan Kwai Terrace, a caregiver discovered a corpse. It was covered in blood, its facial features were tattered beyond recognition, and its internal organs had been hollowed out. It looked like a tragic death. The strange thing is that there is no extra blood around the corpse, but the sunflower on the head of the corpse is stained red with blood, and it is dripping with blood from time to time. The sunflower bends down and sticks to the face of the corpse. From a distance, it seems as if the sunflower is eating the corpse... What kind of shocking secret is hidden behind a murder case, and everything is in the blood sunflower!
Let me tell everyone again, May Day is coming! At the beginning of the new month, I had prepared a lot of dirty words, but I couldn't say them out. My blessings are all false. I just want you to be like me and not save your manuscripts, just typing every day.
"Sky Swordsman" comes to visit!
Fully support the masterpiece and make your "Ji Kui" a hit all the way!
Brother Xinwang, it's morning. It's cold weather. The New Year is here and plum blossoms are blooming again. Ouch ~ Happy New Year!
Come and see Xincheng, long time no see
Good morning, Brother Xinwang, I invite you to enjoy this with me:
"Linjiang Fairy·Rolling Waters of the Yangtze River Passing East"
Ming Dynasty Yang Shen
The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success or failure turn around in vain. The green hills are still there, and the sunset turns red several times.
The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the Nagisa River is used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. Happy reunion over a pot of wine. Many things in ancient and modern times are all talked about with laughter.
As the Yangtze River rolls eastwards, many heroes disappear like flying waves. Regardless of right and wrong, success or failure (the achievements of heroes of ancient and modern times), it is all in vain until now, and they have all disappeared with the passage of time. The green mountains (jiangshan) of those days still exist, and the sun still rises and sets.
The white-haired hermit by the river has long been accustomed to the changes of time. It was a rare meeting with an old friend, and I enjoyed a glass of wine. Many things throughout the ages have been reflected in (people's) talk and laughter.
The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and many heroes disappear like flying waves. Whether it is right or wrong, or success or failure (the success and success of ancient and modern heroes), up to now, it is empty and has disappeared with the passage of years. The green mountains (rivers and mountains) still exist, and the sun still rises and sets.
The white haired hermits by the river have long been used to the changes of years. I seldom met my old friend and drank a glass of wine happily. How many things have been put into conversation and laughter since ancient times.
Good morning Xinwang, Happy Friday. I invite you to enjoy the following:
"Congratulations to the Bridegroom·Bie Maojia's Twelfth Brother"
Xin Qiji of Song Dynasty
The general's reputation is ruined after a hundred battles. Thousands of miles back to the river, old friends will never be seen again. The water is flowing, the wind is cold in the west, and the people's clothes are like snow. A strong man, but his tragic song is incomplete. The singing bird still knows how to hate, but it never cries clear tears and cries blood. Whoever shares me will be drunk on the bright moon.
Li Ling, a famous general in the Han Dynasty, experienced hundreds of battles, was defeated and surrendered to the Huns, and his reputation was ruined. Go to the bridge by the river to say goodbye to Su Wu, look back at the homeland thousands of miles away, and say goodbye to old friends forever. And Jing Ke braved the bleak autumn wind and sang his endless tragic songs. If the singing bird knew that there was so much sorrow and hatred in the world, it would be expected that it would no longer cry tears of sorrow, but always cry of blood. Now that Mao Jiadi is far away, who else will drink with me and enjoy the bright moon together?
Li Ling, a famous general of the Han Dynasty, experienced a hundred battles and was defeated and surrendered to the Huns. See Su Wu off at the bridge by the river, look back at his hometown thousands of miles away, and say goodbye to his old friends forever. And Jing Ke braved the ble** autumn wind and sang impassioned elegy endlessly. If the bird knows that there are so many sorrows and resentments in the world, it is expected that it will no longer cry tears, but always cry blood. Now Mao Jiadi is far away. Who else can drink with me and enjoy the bright moon?
Very good book. I really like watching it. Already bookmarked and followed.
Good morning Xinwang, my balance is insufficient during the holidays, please top up!
"Mencius·Teng Wengong Chapter 2·Section 2"
Wealth and honor cannot be lascivious, poverty and lowliness cannot be moved, and power cannot bend.
Wealth cannot make me arrogant and extravagant, poverty and lowliness cannot make me change my moral integrity, and power cannot make me surrender my will.
Wealth can't m**e me extravagant, poverty can't m**e me change my moral integrity, and power can't m**e me yield to my will.
First of all, I want to say Happy National Day.
Secondly, my new book has finally passed the review process.
I hope to pay attention to the collection and support it.
So, Nuannuan is back~
Good morning, Brother Xinwang, la la la, I wish you a happy National Day holiday!
Let me tell everyone again, May Day is coming! At the beginning of the new month, I had prepared a lot of dirty words, but I couldn't say them out. My blessings are all false. I just want you to be like me and not save your manuscripts, just typing every day.
"Sky Swordsman" comes to visit!
Fully support the masterpiece and make your "Ji Kui" a hit all the way!
Brother Xinwang, it's morning. It's cold weather. The New Year is here and plum blossoms are blooming again. Ouch ~ Happy New Year!
Come and see Xincheng, long time no see
Good morning, Brother Xinwang, I invite you to enjoy this with me: "Linjiang Fairy·Rolling Waters of the Yangtze River Passing East" Ming Dynasty Yang Shen The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success or failure turn around in vain. The green hills are still there, and the sunset turns red several times. The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the Nagisa River is used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. Happy reunion over a pot of wine. Many things in ancient and modern times are all talked about with laughter. As the Yangtze River rolls eastwards, many heroes disappear like flying waves. Regardless of right and wrong, success or failure (the achievements of heroes of ancient and modern times), it is all in vain until now, and they have all disappeared with the passage of time. The green mountains (jiangshan) of those days still exist, and the sun still rises and sets. The white-haired hermit by the river has long been accustomed to the changes of time. It was a rare meeting with an old friend, and I enjoyed a glass of wine. Many things throughout the ages have been reflected in (people's) talk and laughter. The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and many heroes disappear like flying waves. Whether it is right or wrong, or success or failure (the success and success of ancient and modern heroes), up to now, it is empty and has disappeared with the passage of years. The green mountains (rivers and mountains) still exist, and the sun still rises and sets. The white haired hermits by the river have long been used to the changes of years. I seldom met my old friend and drank a glass of wine happily. How many things have been put into conversation and laughter since ancient times.
Good morning Xinwang, Happy Friday. I invite you to enjoy the following: "Congratulations to the Bridegroom·Bie Maojia's Twelfth Brother" Xin Qiji of Song Dynasty The general's reputation is ruined after a hundred battles. Thousands of miles back to the river, old friends will never be seen again. The water is flowing, the wind is cold in the west, and the people's clothes are like snow. A strong man, but his tragic song is incomplete. The singing bird still knows how to hate, but it never cries clear tears and cries blood. Whoever shares me will be drunk on the bright moon. Li Ling, a famous general in the Han Dynasty, experienced hundreds of battles, was defeated and surrendered to the Huns, and his reputation was ruined. Go to the bridge by the river to say goodbye to Su Wu, look back at the homeland thousands of miles away, and say goodbye to old friends forever. And Jing Ke braved the bleak autumn wind and sang his endless tragic songs. If the singing bird knew that there was so much sorrow and hatred in the world, it would be expected that it would no longer cry tears of sorrow, but always cry of blood. Now that Mao Jiadi is far away, who else will drink with me and enjoy the bright moon together? Li Ling, a famous general of the Han Dynasty, experienced a hundred battles and was defeated and surrendered to the Huns. See Su Wu off at the bridge by the river, look back at his hometown thousands of miles away, and say goodbye to his old friends forever. And Jing Ke braved the ble** autumn wind and sang impassioned elegy endlessly. If the bird knows that there are so many sorrows and resentments in the world, it is expected that it will no longer cry tears, but always cry blood. Now Mao Jiadi is far away. Who else can drink with me and enjoy the bright moon?
Very good book. I really like watching it. Already bookmarked and followed.
Good morning Xinwang, my balance is insufficient during the holidays, please top up! "Mencius·Teng Wengong Chapter 2·Section 2" Wealth and honor cannot be lascivious, poverty and lowliness cannot be moved, and power cannot bend. Wealth cannot make me arrogant and extravagant, poverty and lowliness cannot make me change my moral integrity, and power cannot make me surrender my will. Wealth can't m**e me extravagant, poverty can't m**e me change my moral integrity, and power can't m**e me yield to my will.
First of all, I want to say Happy National Day. Secondly, my new book has finally passed the review process. I hope to pay attention to the collection and support it. So, Nuannuan is back~
Good morning, Brother Xinwang, la la la, I wish you a happy National Day holiday!