May 12, 2017 in the Gregorian calendar on the 17th. K uploaded this book, nearly three years ago.

To be honest, I don't have to rely on books to eat, and my family is well-off. Therefore, in order to promote such a good cultural tradition of puppet play, I chose not to put it on the shelf, and wrote more than 1 million words in obscurity to promote this tradition, I really like it, I really love it. Thunderbolt has made such a big fuss, and now there is nothing to say, it is obvious that it wants to stand at both ends, but this is unrealistic. All of my Perak friends have blown up and are talking about this. The post bar will not tear up the combat power anymore, and there will be no water plot in the group, because everyone understands that on our side, Thunderbolt is cool. A few days ago, I was still a melon-eating little hero at station B, but I didn't expect it to be my turn so soon.

From encountering the Thunderbolt puppet show in the second year of college, to now being a teacher for four years without giving up, I really love this tradition. The wooden people are innocent, and they occasionally have souls, and they all die generously for the Central Plains. But what about the people who control them? Now, they only sigh that their true love is entrusted to no one, and their true love is wrong to others.

I stopped working a few days ago because I went back and forth to the hospital, especially my friends on the second line, who were worried about contracting this disease, so that I had to be fully armed when I went out to the hospital every day to deliver food. Especially now many people have pointed out that this virus originated in the United States, but Uncle Cat still swears that he will be martial. Chinese. It's so hurtful.

About this book, it's a fellow human of Perak, and it's impossible to change it, but it's a pity that millions of words have been wasted, and for the culture of Perak, it's not that I gave up on him, but that he lost me. After all, I was born in Beijing, and I still have an orthodox Chinese soul in my bones. I really can't bear to make such an obvious statement. To be honest, everyone watches the puppet show and knows a little about the people over there. I've also been there to play in person, I've seen the memorial hall of the Sun Nation, I've seen J's coffin, and I've felt that the people over there are good. But I just want to say that the Republic of China is dead, what are we still clinging to? If Mr. Sun Yat-sen were alive, he would certainly not want to see the country break down and not yet be reunified. So this book, I'm sorry, the Thunderbolt Bag Show lost me, and I can only lose the judges, I can't make a loss here. Although I know that there are no more than 100 people chasing books, I still haven't given up. But this time, I had to give up.

But for writing books, I have been writing for so many years, and if I don't write something, I always feel sorry for my identity as a reader, and I always feel empty and unreliable if I don't write something. So I'll write other books, but I'm definitely not going to write Thunderbolt again, and I'm sorry for chasing the Governor for so long. Forced eunuch, I never thought I would give up this book before, but I still have to talk about the plot later. The established follow-up to this book is like this, because the main line is Guan Long's escape from the world, the Central Plains becoming a spirit, the demon sealing incident, the disappearance of the holy land, Confucianism and Taoism suppressing the Buddha, the number outside the sky, the sword pressing the thousand autumns, the fall of the Wood Dynasty, the world punishing the Buddha, and the extraterritorial injury. Those who chased the book carefully also saw that the fall of the Mu Dynasty had passed, and the next thing should be the world's Buddha. Bu Qianhuai controlled the Qianchao, supported the young prince to succeed to the throne, the Tianfu Organization monopolized the supergang, and the Daohua Hou shocked the world. And for the world to punish the Buddha did not participate, but waited for Confucianism and Taoism to fight against Buddhism, but those travelers made obstacles from it, and suffered heavy casualties. After that, in order to be stable, Bu Qianhuai personally destroyed these traversers, and took advantage of the serious injury of Confucianism and Taoism to completely dominate the world. Finally, the creator of this prophecy, the founding ancestor of the Guan Long family, the head of the Twelve Families. This person, the same as Bu Qianhuai, comes from the same world. Bu Qianhuai finally did everything he could, only to win, but in a blink of an eye, there was no longer a fetter of relatives, and the die-hard deputy, all of them went to the battlefield to the death, and the second apprentice chose to kill himself for the true love of the princess of the Ling Dynasty, and the eldest apprentice was seriously injured and died. Although Bu Qianhuai gained the strength of immortality, he was full of emotion, and returned the throne to the adult crown prince of Qianhuang, returned to the mountains and forests, and never returned to the name of Daohua. And this is what I am going to end this year, but unfortunately, the attitude of Perak is doomed, it is cold, unless it is unified, or his Huang family is determined to draw a clear line, move out there, and come to the mainland, otherwise it is impossible to write this book again. Perhaps when this book is completed again, it will be the time when the world will be unified. So I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen. I said sorry three times, but in fact, three times is not enough for the officials to chase for so many years, but it is only three, and that's it. The rivers and lakes are far away. To borrow a sentence from the fourth master Xuantong's exit, goodbye, it's true.

A lot of music in Perak is great, and the puppets are very beautiful and spiritual. It's a pity, I may not be able to wait for the floating mountain city anymore, I will never see my sky again, and I will be tired of harvesting the sky. It's a pity, it's a pity.