Transmigrating into an ancient era of lush green mountains, flowing rivers, fragrant vegetation, life couldn't be better. At least the food consumed is all naturally and organically obtained, spending leisure time with playful cats, walking dogs, encountering hyenas, wolves, tigers, leopards, occasionally practicing medicine... living comfortably and freely!
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You Are My Most Beautiful DreamHe loses himself in dreams, while she waits for him in dreams. Lin Xiran: 'I will wait for you in dreams, until you appear.'
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Why is the Host so Fascinating【New book: The Big Shot Always Covets my Beauty! Pre-collecting, main text will be released in a few days, seeking support!】 As an orphan, You Qingqing died just for picking up a one-yuan steel coin. Before her soul separated, her brain was still thinking: Yes, her little treasury has gained another dollar, so good. Shanshan: Want to live? You Qingqing: Yes. Shanshan: Have dreams? You Qingqing: Yes, I want a lot of money. Shanshan: Want to make them come true? You Qingqing: Yes. Bind with me, dreams will come true. So, in a daze, You Qingqing bound with...
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Midnight Ghosts Knocking on the DoorThe brother story of "Midnight Ghost Knocking on the Door", titled "Ghost Inquiry", has been officially published. Friends who are interested can show their support and save the link. Thank you! http://www.k.com/book/.html. A new group has been created: Friends who subscribe to Xiaochen's book are welcome to join. This group is newly established with quality over quantity.
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The Endless Cup of Creative Self-Destruction CompetitionThe Infinite Cup of Creative Suicide Contest, waiting for you to join in the madness! The Suicide King, I hereby declare myself! (Before and after reading, please remember to take your medication, thank you!)
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Forbidden area of an ancient templeThe old man dug a well and found a beautiful girl's body, and since then, my family has been in chaos. The "experts" in the village told my family that if they wanted to protect my life, they would have to enter the temple, so I became a temple craftsman. Mass graves in the black pine forests of Northeast China, the crash site on the unnamed island in Bohai Sea, the herbal valley in the uninhabited area of Shennongjia, the haunted village in the thick forests on the Sino-Vietnamese border. In these sparsely populated areas, there are surprisingly ancient temples made of blue bricks and grey tiles. And what hidden intentions do these various "do-gooders" have when they donate money to rebuild the temples? As a temple craftsman, I can responsibly say that I understand the meaning of temples better than the monks. Ancient temples are not as simple as you think...
