Didn't you say I cheated on the word count? I'll get a minimalist version of the previous chapter:

There are women from poor families, both fathers and brothers, and mothers and brothers are bereaved. Cold and without food, shepherd the sheep to wrap. Seeing the sun, try to graze on the side of the sacred mountain, and be afraid of the king's ride. Suddenly, I heard that there was a man in the river, who wanted to get a family dog and eat it, so he pulled out a knife and blocked it. got a chocolate candy, and asked, the man smiled and said: Do you want to see the trick?

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I write like this, and anyone else says water?

It's just that people who talk about water can understand it? If I write like that, will anyone still read this kind of novel?

Ahem ~ (To be continued......)