Wudang Mountain does not look tall, and the cliff in front of the Golden Palace is not very steep, but the people who walk on it always feel extremely dangerous. Most of the sinister feeling here comes from the feeling of crampedness in the mountains - the mountain is not long, but there are too many houses on it, just like a reed pole with nine thousand four hundred and thirty-seven heavy watertight peaches, always worried that this reed pole will break at any time, walking on Wudang Mountain, always feel that this mountain may collapse at any time.

It is because of this perception that tourists now go up the mountain, often only patrol the Golden Temple for a short time, and then they will hurry down the mountain with a dirty face.

However, in the market economy, Taoist priests also have to worry about firewood and rice, so they have to find some ways to leave these benefactors who send gold and silver to the mountains, and spend at least one day eating brown rice, drinking mountain wine, and buying a few illegal Taoist scriptures.

Therefore, in the past two years, under the vigorous promotion of Wudang Zhangjiao, some new scenic spots have been developed on and off the mountain. At this time, at the cliff in front of the Golden Temple on the mountain, a group of idlers gathered to listen to the middle-aged Taoist guide in the crowd.

On the edge of the cliff is a wooden sign with the name of the attraction written in red paint.

"Immortal Jump"

............ Someone among the tourists asked: "Immortal jumping?" As soon as the words fell, everyone laughed, and a few middle-aged women covered their mouths and laughed extraordinarily exaggerated - the reason why they came out to travel with a group was that they were afraid of meeting immortal jumping, and they didn't know that there was a scenic spot called this strange name.

"Not bad. The Taoist priest smiled and said: "But this mountain of the immortal jump, talking about the real immortal jump, the legend of the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a filial son of the family of the elders suffered from a bad disease, the heart of the true martial emperor merit, so willing to sacrifice himself to jump off the cliff for the elders to seek merit, and jumped from here. ”

Some tourists look at the white mist under the cliff, do not know its depth, thinking that someone jumped down alive, and their hearts are bound to die, and they can't help but sigh for a long time.

Someone asked: "This legend is not much different from the dragon's head incense, why is it called an immortal jump?"

"Because ......" Taoist priest is sanctimonious, mysterious, and full of appetite, "because this filial son jumped off the cliff moved the heavens, after his person fell off the cliff and died, a clear light suddenly appeared in the sky, there were flying cranes to dance, pines and cypresses swaggered to welcome guests, and the true martial god appeared in the clouds, and took the soul of the filial son to the heavens, entered into the immortal book, and since then he has been immortal and has become a real immortal." ”

And that filial son descended from the edge of the cliff here, and later generations called this place the immortal jump. ”

The tourists took another look at the cliff and took a few breaths of cold air, and a young man with glasses smiled and said, "In previous years, I didn't see this in the tourist brochures or books." ”

"Isn't it okay to open a new one?" the Taoist priest shouted angrily.

............ "Is it true?" "The young man with glasses is still skeptical.

The Taoist priest turned his face dark: "Sir's words are very wrong, how dare you be so disrespectful to the immortal relics? The next scenic spot is under the cliff, and after everyone sees it when they see it, they will naturally know the truth of this matter." ”

Tourists descend the mountain. Behind the team, there was a young girl wearing glasses and combing small petals, carrying a small dark green Mickey brand schoolbag, but there was some interest hidden in her clear and clear eyes, and she whispered to herself: "It was just a matter of more than ten years ago, how did it become the Northern Song Dynasty? Zhenwu now lives in the north, and he is afraid that he will not care about his disciples and grandchildren." ”

When I came to the bottom of the mountain, I saw the human-shaped pit, and all the tourists exclaimed in unison and admired it.

I saw that the pit was deep into the stone, like a human shape, with limbs and heads, and the surrounding lines were silky, not like it was artificially hewn, but like a stone man smashed down from the sky in one breath.

According to the Taoist tour guide, this is the immortal trace left by the immortal filial son after falling off the cliff in the previous words, named: Tiankeng.

Although the tourists do not believe it all, but there are also pious people, they saluted to the pit, some people deliberately asked the truth of the matter, the Taoist priest was not ambiguous, took out his ancestors eighteen generations of reputation and swore to prove that this matter is true.

Seeing that his oath was so vicious, the young tourists who were a little skeptical couldn't help but believe it a little more, but they still muttered a little, even if a person fell down the mountain, this high cliff would just fall into a puddle of flesh, how could this bluestone ground be smashed out of the pit? Unless the filial son is Gundam or the same.

But no one asked anymore, offended these Taoist priests, and I don't know if I can still go out of the mountain.

Here, the tour group went to Shiyan to rest, there is nothing new in this city, everyone is playing cards in the room for fun, but no one noticed that the tour group is missing a young woman with a small schoolbag.

............ Thousands of miles away, on the shore of the East China Sea, in some kind of ordinary house.

The young woman put the small schoolbag on the table, and a very cute little silver mouse came out of the schoolbag, looking timid, a little pitiful.

There is a computer on the desk, and it looks ninety percent new.

The young woman lightly nodded the cool nose of the little silver mouse, and said with a smile: "I have taken you to all the places that Yi Tianxing has been to in this life, so start writing immediately." ”

As soon as the words fell, the computer turned on, and the keyboard came out, the little silver mouse sighed, jumped on the keyboard, and typed vigorously like a dance, and said to himself while playing: "There is a Rakshasa man who said that as long as you let the monkey play hundreds of millions of years of health, maybe you will also type out Shakespeare indiscriminately." ”

The little silver rat, who was kicking and dancing, stretched out his hind legs and stepped the ENTER Jian of the Jian Pan to complete the chapter of the Jumping Chronicle.

The rat was typing, and the young woman was watching TV nearby, occasionally saying a word or two.

............ "Bodhisattva, why do you have to write this story?"

"Promote the Dharma. ”

The little silver mouse sighed, lit a cigarette, sniffed hard twice in the green smoke above the cigarette butt, and said weakly: "This is obviously a story of slandering the Buddha. ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva turned his head and said with a smile: "It will be effective if people who read this story can be more interested in the Dharma." ”

"It's better to print hundreds of millions of Buddhist scriptures and distribute one for free to each person's home. ”

"What if these mortals wipe their butts with Buddhist scriptures?"

“......”

"The first 53 references are from the Huayan Sutra, a subtle text, but how many people in the world still remember? ”

"So how do you attract readers?"

"Write more about fights, the underworld or something. ”

............ The little silver mouse was silent for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to ask: "Isn't this the reason why the people of Sheyang Mountain wrote Journey to the West back then?"

"Not bad. ”

"Then why hasn't it been written in this book, who is Wu Chengen?"

"Religion, it's always a little bit of mysticism, and if everything is clear, who will be interested?"

............ Another day, the little silver mouse is still typing, the Bodhisattva is still watching TV, I don't know where it is written, the little silver mouse has a question, asked: "Bodhisattva, all according to what you said, I don't understand some small places, please Bodhisattva pointed." ”

The Bodhisattva's eyes were staring at a certain stage picture on the TV, absent-mindedly, and nodded casually.

The little silver mouse jumped down from the keyboard, blinked a pair of eyes that were gradually short-sighted due to fatigue, and asked Xiaoyi: "As I wrote earlier, the black gold bracelet in the hand of the Great Sage Master was not put on by the Buddha of Zhantan Merit, so naturally there is only ......."

The Bodhisattva still didn't pay attention, and casually replied, "Naturally, I put it on." ”

"That Bodhisattva has also been down to the mortal several times in the past five hundred years, and has been to the Guiyuan Temple a few times, why don't you help the Great Sage take it down?"

"Stupid question. ”

The little silver mouse thought about it, this question is indeed stupid, if the Bodhisattva loosens the bracelet, the great sage is afraid that he will come out a long time ago, and the Buddha's light will have already entered the underworld, and there is no Yi Tianxing at that time, nor Zou Leilei, and the phoenix has not reached the moment when he wakes up in five hundred years, this matter is only afraid that it will not be over.

But thinking about it, the little silver mouse's heart became colder and colder, and he had a very terrible inference, what Nanhai Gate, what black gold bracelet, or something, maybe the Bodhisattva has been carrying out the Buddha's will, but later he was twisted by the Yi Maitreya family, and the Bodhisattva simply pushed it down the river...... Yes, this is his predecessor who was forced to lie, but Maitreya is a boy in the Bodhisattva's previous life...... The Bodhisattva naturally knew what this little beast was muttering in his heart, and he didn't get angry, so he smiled slightly: "There are some things, don't write them blindly." ”

The little silver rat was frightened, and bowed respectfully on the space bar, and did not dare to involve it in the later text, so he quickly revised it, and deleted all the scenes that belonged to Guanyin Bodhisattva in the last chapter, which ended up safe.

............ "What does the Great Sage mean by that?"

"Which word?"

"It's the sentence that makes the ancient head go to the next level, what kind of secret asceticism for ten years, and the Vermilion Bird flies straight up for three days...... It seems that the first master of the door has heard it in the last three days. In the first half of this story, this sentence has the effect of the initial point. ”

"Oh, yes, I think it should be...... I have been working hard for ten years, but the pig has been fat for three days...... That's what it is. Kongkong has been locked up in Guiyuan Temple for 500 years, and there is always a time when he is idle to scold his mother. ”

Hearing this sentence turned out to be the meaning, and then hearing the Bodhisattva call the Great Sage as ...... Empty, three black lines appeared on the face of the little silver mouse, but he didn't dare to slow down the speed of typing, and jumped on the keyboard.

............ "From the Tao to the Buddha, what does it mean that there are pairs in the world?"

"These are two successful examples of people competing for talent in the workplace. ”

"Understood. ”

............ "Who is Wu Chengen?"

"Why do you care about this?"

The little silver mouse stopped talking, and vaguely guessed that Mr. Wu Chengen might have been the first writer in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva, but he mentioned something in Journey to the West that the Bodhisattva didn't want to see, and was vaguely guessed by the Internet idlers of later generations, so now he has a pitiful end of not seeing immortals and dead without seeing corpses.

As soon as he thought of this, how dare the little silver mouse say anything, buried himself on the keyboard, did not know the passage of time, and saw that most of the story was completed, he raised his head with some hesitation, and asked carefully: "Although the Vermilion Bird and the Dapeng are both one, just like the phoenix, and Maitreya are the same things that were conceived in the initial fire, but why is this story called the Suzaku Ji?"

"What do you think it should be called?"

The little silver rat went to the saucer and licked two sips of tea, very comfortable, and said: "In my opinion, this story is called Yi Tianxing's Buddhahood, and it should be called Seeking Buddha." ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva withdrew his gaze from the TV screen, and the cold in his eyes was fierce: "Not allowed." ”

"Why?" the little silver mouse couldn't help but be a little surprised when he couldn't imagine that the Bodhisattva's reaction was so strong.

The Bodhisattva said coolly, "That song is disgusting. ”

............ After a while, the Bodhisattva said: "Anyway, that family is inseparable from the word Vermilion Bird, just call it Vermilion Bird Ji, maybe you can tempt a few Taoist disciples to come and see." ”

———————————————————————— and the next day, the silver-haired mouse crawled down from the keyboard with tired steps, but found that there was no trace of the Bodhisattva in the room, and a slightly fishy sea breeze blew from the half-open window.

The silver-haired rat was startled, almost fell off the stool, and then looked at the woman's pseudonym Zhang Xiaobai, and was even more shocked.

After a few moments, the silver rat turned into surprise, squeaked, squeaked, climbed onto the keyboard, and began typing.

It was originally a rat in the hands of the King of Heaven, relying on the innate advantage of someone above the master, for thousands of years, I don't know how many secrets of the Heavenly Court Buddha Land have been eavesdropped, and I have the ambition to be the first gossip reporter in the heavenly realm. However, Yi Tianxing went to the sky to fight, so he took it captive, during which he went to Mount Meru, visited Namek, entered Putuo, and had a big killing with the Pure Land, and it was all trembling and hiding in that small schoolbag.

When I couldn't get out of trouble, I was by the side of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and I didn't expect Guanyin Bodhisattva to let him write this story.

This is what it is willing to do, but these days it has always been coerced and intimidated by the Bodhisattva, and a gossip heart cannot be fully expressed, only writing some bloody things on the keyboard, babbling and chanting, and the Bodhisattva does not allow him to tell all this story according to the truth, only teaching it a true and false method, mixed with countless disgusting methods to make a mystery. There's no place for his favorite stallion harem yellow jokes.,Can't help but be annoyed.。

In addition, it has been imprisoned by the Bodhisattva, and I don't know if after writing this story, it will end up in a pitiful place with no place to die like the people of Sheyang Mountain, and it can't help but have countless hatreds for Guanyin Bodhisattva in its heart.

At this time, seeing that the Bodhisattva went to play in the world and was free, the silver mouse was naturally very happy, and typed on the keyboard, and I don't know how many jerky jokes were added to the Suzaku Chronicles, and there was a faint hint of irony about Buddhism.

In the end, its small eyes and bones turned, and when it thought of Tsubaki's matter, it gritted its teeth and danced, and secretly cursed countless demons through the mouth of the Lingguang Divine Monarch. Then the word "he" when Guanyin Bodhisattva and Yi Tianxing were talking in the text was changed to the word "she", although the silver mouse himself was not very clear, why did he have to let Guanyin Bodhisattva do some flattery in front of Yi Tianxing, deliberately female, but always felt extremely comfortable.

In this way, this rat was relaxed and happy, and he really did his own business about typing.

In the summer of a certain year, at the end of the Suzaku Record, the mouse trimmed his beard with his claws, and looked at the end of the three words on the computer screen, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

In addition to being proud, I thought that I slandered the monks and slandered the Buddha in the story, and now that the underworld is open again, I am afraid that after I die, I am only afraid that I will fall into the hell of pulling out my tongue and sinking forever, so I can't help but be a little afraid, so I took a pseudonym and put it at the beginning of the story - it secretly rejoices that it is a cat vest, and no one will think that the person who writes the book is a mouse.

After everything, I started uploading, but I was really reprimanded by several Buddhist masters in the book review area, and some people cursed him to go to hell with his tongue.

Nam no Maitreya.

............ In the middle of February, the silver rat turned into a streamer, came to the provincial capital of Guiyuan Temple, only to see a piece of mourning, only to know that a certain great virtue went to the west of the sky, saluted, a few tears, then packed up the spirit, to the small bookstore also.

It must be known that it has written this story for a long time, but it doesn't know what kind of life Yi Tianxing is living now, so he can't help but be a little curious.

Came to the shore of the Ink Lake, scurried into the small bookstore, slipped over the pile of pirated books, and lay down under the roots of the big tree in the backyard, which was often plagued by fire and water, and began to eavesdrop.

I only heard that there was a man and a woman in the house talking at night, and the love words were endless, and it was inconvenient to describe them in detail here, but I heard that there was a sentence in it that made the mouse puzzled.

After a while, the house was quiet, and the young man walked out of the house with a hesitant face, holding a pile of quilts in his hands.

The mouse was puzzled, and subconsciously said: "Yi Maitreya, you will also be kicked out of bed?"

Yi Tianxing sat beside it, scratched his head and said, "I didn't control it for a while, and I burned the quilt." ”

Seeing that he was kind and professional, the rat squeaked and asked with a smile, "When will you return to Sumeru?"

"Being in charge of people, I can't go back. Yi Tianxing lit a cigarette, looked at the starry sky, and said leisurely: "With a wife, I found that family life is very complicated. ”

The rat was addicted to smoking, and he called out greedily: "My lord, spray me twice, spray me twice." ”

Yi Tianxing laughed when he saw what it said, pulled out two puffs of smoke and sprayed it on its little head.

The mouse sniffed the smoke and was very comfortable: "It's really comfortable, the ghost blows the lamp and the book is all nonsense, and this thing is written very seriously." ”

Yi Tianxing smiled and said, "What are you going to do to see me?"

"Let's see how life is like after adults become Buddhas. ”

"Generally average, third in the world. Yi Tianxing shook his head, his face was self-contained, and suddenly he heard Zou Leilei cough in the back room, and his face changed suddenly, "I'm leaving." ”

Before entering the house, Yi Tianxing suddenly turned around and frowned: "It's really not interesting to be a Buddha, you are happier, remember, continue to do your promising job as a YY writer." ”

The rat almost fell.

Yi Tianxing suddenly said something again, with a chill in his eyes, and the power almost crushed the mouse into a meatloaf: "It's just that you are not allowed to go to Jinjiang to write the story of me and Ye Xiang!"

The rat shuddered.

............ "How about writing the story of Ye Xiang and Shizhi?" It looked at the bright moon in the sky, thought of the six movements of the moonlight, and thought of Yi Zhu's first love, and its heart was very warm.

(The above is pure fiction, it is impossible to be the same, and there is naturally no coincidence.) ————————————————————————— the joke is over, let's get serious.

Suzaku Ji is finished, although I know that this is not too big a thing, and I don't think the roast chicken is so good, but at the moment of sending the VIP chapter, I did feel a little lost, and then I had a sense of accomplishment, after all, I made it word by word, and after more than a year, it was finally over.

When I wrote about the frozen persimmon, I was moved for the third time. The first time I was moved was that Yi Tianxing ate hot pot with the monkey to watch the Spring Festival Gala for the New Year;The second time I was moved was that on Teacher's Day, he said that if there is really a Chen dog in the world, I also wish him a happy holiday.

Writing this story, there are more places where I have feelings, scattered feelings, I won't repeat it here, there are a few scenes I like very much, the white lotus opens under the red buttocks, the fat red bird is in the aluminum lunch box, Lei Lei's mother, Xiao Yi Zhu goes home, and the tomb of Lu Xun quoted by Fuxian Bodhisattva.

When I read this story myself, I felt that the front was a little scattered, mainly because of the sense of context in the first, second and third volumes and the back, especially in the second volume, which had objective reasons, such as the collapse of the publishing house. There are also subjective reasons, as I said before, the intention is not right, so I didn't push too hard in front.

But not using force also has the benefit of not using force, at least it looks easier.

Later, in March, I suddenly entered VIP, which I didn't expect in advance, so I was a little panicked, because the feeling of subscribing to cash money is different from that of the entity, the entity is like making some goods, let the agent sell it, and the VIP is like opening a store on the street, and the customer's reaction to the goods can be very clear, and the reaction is very fast, this feeling forces me to be a lot more serious, and I think that the attitude is much stronger from the level after three volumes, but it is not necessarily pleasing, not necessarily good.

The biggest takeaway from roast chicken is that I understand a little bit about the relationship between good and good-looking.

Speaking of the story itself, there are three endings to this story, and some friends guessed one a long time ago, that is, Yi Tianxing washed diapers in ninety-five years - this ending is to prepare for the opening of the six reincarnations, and arrange for Comrade Rulai to continue to be born, and even think about the specific scene.

On the delivery bed of Gaoyang County Hospital, the newborn baby Buddha played with a finger to the sky and a finger to the earth, and Yi and Lei Lei opened their mouths wide, the old monkey stood guard outside the delivery room with a golden stick, ready to fight at any time, and Yi Zhu took a bowl of rice soup to bully his younger brother.

In the sky, Otoin and Amitabha are maintaining the smiles of conspirators.

This ending is to emphasize that no one can get rid of something that they think they can get rid of, just like Comrade Rulai, who wants to die, but in the end he can't die, and he wants to cry without tears, which is more ridiculous.

The reason why I gave up this ending was because I felt that for a big man like Comrade Rulai, this ending was too cruel.

And a book friend once said, why do you have to continue to make such a person? Yes, I don't like him.

There is also a more cruel and cold ending, but I am a good person, so I resolutely abandon it.

I'm happy with the ending now, and I hope everyone is happy too.

The process of online VIP serialization is the process of the writer fighting with many readers' brothers and sisters.

A lot of writers do, and I'm no exception, but I don't want to change my mind. It's like self-suicide in the book, it's something that has been determined a long time ago, and it won't change. The old monkey's sentence was three days, and it was designed to play at that time.

And Zou Leilei, everyone said that she should be powerful - I definitely didn't let her be powerful because there were too many people shouting for Lei Lei's mother to be powerful, but in my own understanding, since she belongs to a peaceful and pure surname, some of which are secretly in line with the meaning of quiet and inaction, so why let her be powerful again? After seeing a lot of things, I found that I just didn't do anything, so Lei Lei just slept in the end.

............ In addition to the four words of suffering in life, there are eight words that lead to the end of this story, a movement and a stillness, which is a sentence I saw when I read the Buddhist scriptures a long time ago, but what made me very angry was that I couldn't find it no matter how I checked it later, I don't know if I remembered it wrongly, or it was a forced memory for myself, but in short, since there is no source for the canon, I can't play on these eight characters, so I have to swallow it back.

There is also a very strong reaction to the problem, that is, praising the Buddha and suppressing the Tao, worshipping the foreign and flattering, I have to sigh, I don't know where I praised the Buddha.

First of all, I am a person with no religious beliefs, although I have not joined the party, but I am a staunch materialist, which is different from the head of the Jing sect and the head of the mushroom sect. Speaking of hobbies, I am actually familiar with Taoist things, and seven or eight years ago I also pretended to try to turn over the Tao Te Ching to show myself. I have very little contact with Buddhist scriptures, except for a collection of Hu Shi, the rest are just very casual flips. The disclaimer that I wrote before, not a gesture, and to this day, I must admit that when it comes to religion, I am a waste.

It's just a heartwarming tale of fighting.

The reason why Buddhism was chosen as the main background of the subject was mainly based on three considerations, and when choosing, it did not take time at all: First, the Taoist system is too chaotic and too secular. Although the system of Buddhism is also very complex, it is relatively simple to start simplifying. ...... In addition, in my personal opinion, I always feel that the Bodhisattva fights are cooler.

Second, I think that if Taoism follows the path of Taoism, it will go to the highest in the end, that is, a state of quiet and non-action. This is the most awesome Taoist person I think I am. Taoism seems to be affectionate but ruthless, and Buddhism seems to be affectionate but lustful. Taoism is enough to play by itself, but Mahayana Buddhism always thinks about purifying sentient beings. If I write a story, the most awesome realms in it are all quiet and inactive, like Lao Jun and Lei Lei, mother, who is still going to fight? Who is going to play conspiracy? Who will pay my living expenses?

The third and most important point is: when I wrote it at that time, what I had at hand happened to be not the Tao Te Ching, but Hu Shi's book and the Jizo King Bodhisattva Wish Merit Sutra, I am a lazy person, so naturally I will be perfunctory from the things at hand, and everyone forgives sins.

But then I thought about it, if I could list the Buddhist scriptures mentioned in the story with annotations or something, it might be better, or borrow the words of the people in the book to explain, maybe it would be more fluent, so that the number of words would be more, the water would be more, and the money would be more...... Hehehehehe.

Originally, it was expected that there should be things in Beijing and things in Taipei, but then I didn't write much, and now it seems right, because this story has been stretched too long because of my wordy me.

Some of the characters in front of you don't appear later.,It's the way set around the chapter of the house.,It's similar to life.,Some people are just people you once met.,But it's destined to be separated.,There's an excuse given in the book.,I won't go into detail here.。 In the end, the so-called foreshadowing, in fact, in the previous silver mouse postscript, it has been said that it is the matter of Guanyin Bodhisattva, I didn't write it, I don't regret it, I like the Bodhisattva brighter.

Naturally, this story has a lot of flaws and shrugs, but it's a pity that I'm a very shameless person and don't like to listen to criticism and self-criticism, so I don't mention it.

............ Anyway, I am very happy about the fact that I have finished writing. Writing along the way, it's not very tiring, it's just that this job is a little easy to get tired of, but fortunately there is the stimulation of money and book reviews.

So I'm very grateful to my friends who have been subscribing to this book, and I'm really grateful, in addition to thanking everyone for their banknote support, and thank you for rarely urging me to update.

I would also like to thank the friends who posted the book reviews, because some of my friends think things better than I think, and even some places in the story use the meaning of friends.

I also want to thank those friends on the forums everywhere, who just put on a vest and called in LK at the beginning, but they were pulled out by everyone, and gave a lot of praise, many advertisements, some shame, and some shame. I won't name them here, so as not to be too deliberate, and if I have the opportunity in the future, thank you in person.

Naturally, I don't thank those who spit dirty words and scold their mothers, swearing is unacceptable. Lu Xun said that he didn't forgive anyone, I didn't have the momentum of his old man, but he was also a guy with a small belly, and he wouldn't thank him hypocritically, so he had to say, I don't thank anyone.

Finally, thanks to the editor. There is no question of sycophancy, but after the publishing house closed down and maliciously owed money, the possibility that the roast chicken was directly faced was to become a Xiaoshan red-haired gelding, although it is said that the gelding can aphrodisiac, but the eunuch can't be strong no matter how strong he is.

So after the station called, I didn't think about it, and I entered VIP, you must know that at that time, the signature on my QQ was "keep the roots"...... Guys, the Chinese people have stood up, I can withdraw from the candidate team for the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and even seventh generations of the pit party, and I can no longer worry about being dragged into the East Factory by my wife and mother's family.

If the new book is released in the future, I will definitely inform you here, it should not be too far away.

............ Spring is coming, and the cats are barking.

It was such a happy moment.