[Small group portrait, beloved and popular, no romantic pairing, adorable baby, raising a child, heartwarming and healing, slice-of-life, slow pace] The celestial realm is lonely. As immortals, they cannot be tainted by love. They must guard the six realms and protect all living beings. They can only desperately suppress their emotional needs in solitude for thousands of years. A lovable baby arrives on the ascension platform. She doesn't know magic, doesn't practice fasting, and is completely different from the immortals of the celestial realm. She has a great need for affection. She cries and fusses, loves to laugh and act cute. She needs care and protection, like a newly sprouted sapling that needs sunshine and rain. The immortals seemed to have found an outlet for their emotions, and began to pour their feelings onto her… Fu Ying, barely three years old, was struck by eighty-one bolts of heavenly lightning and sent to the celestial realm, becoming the only little immortal who hadn't practiced fasting or acquired immortal magic. Everyone yearned for the celestial realm, but Fu Ying didn't like it here; she wanted to go home. Before she could find a way to safely return to the cultivation world, she began to have frequent dreams that someone wanted to possess her body, which terrified Fu Ying so much that she jumped off the Execution Platform crying. A force behind her was constantly lurking around Fu Ying; she dared not stop, fearing that if she stopped, her life would be in danger. Grabbing a magical artifact she had dug out from her home that could tear through space, she fled to the four realms of humans, demons, monsters, and the underworld… A powerful figure raising a child? Or is Fu Ying raising a father she picked up? A small-scale "I was wrong" moment~ (The synopsis has been tried to be as concise as possible, but some parts are too long to fit. Please take your time and savor the flavor~) Main characters: Sikong Fu Ying, Chi Yang

In the first year of the Zhenguan era, Mu Jiuge transmigrated to the Tang Dynasty and, with his exceptional talent, gained the appreciation of Emperor Taizong (Li Er), who was concealing his identity. "Young brother, with such talent, passing the imperial examinations would be a piece of cake!" "Young brother, to be honest, I have connections in the court. If you want to become an official, I can help you." Emperor Taizong was eager for Mu Jiuge to enter the court and help him solve his problems, and every time they met, he would subtly extend an olive branch. "Old Li, are you kidding me?" "Food? I have plenty." "Silver? I doubt I can spend it all in this lifetime." "Being an official? Forget it. His Majesty is a man of great talent and ambition; he has no need for an insignificant person like me." Mu Jiuge flatly refused. He preferred to live a quiet, carefree life, quietly accumulating wealth. Wasn't that great? Emperor Taizong: "Young brother, what if His Majesty were willing to marry a princess to you?" Mu Jiuge pondered: "How many?"

In this Phoenix Pond and Dragon Pavilion Forest, I once dreamed of yellow beams and watched the rise and fall of five thousand years.

That rotten peach mountain is not named Sun, the pigs roar in Fuling Cave, and the owls perch in the ginseng and fruit trees.

At sunset in the Western Mountains, there are cows, horses and snake gods. The young man became addicted to chanting and told a series of nonsense about immortality.

……………………

The story of how a Taoist boy transforms into an immortal and ascends to immortality through cultivation.

(Attachment: You can read the eight-thousand-jun excellent old book "Xianlu" with the same taste. You can find it by clicking on the author's avatar)

My father, King Zhuang Xiang, captured more than fifty cities and destroyed the Eastern Zhou Dynasty!

My brother, Qin Shihuang, conquered the six kingdoms, unified the world, and conquered the whole country!

As for me?

The younger brother of the First Emperor, the only son of King Zhuang Xiang, the Chang'an Lord of the Qin Dynasty who cleverly conquered hundreds of miles of territory for the Qin Dynasty at the age of 14, and the future leader of the Ying clan, even in the world, not many people dare to touch me!

But before that, set a small goal and live to adulthood!

Another name: "I realized I was the emperor only after I broke off the engagement. What's the point of crying blindly?"

Zhou Qingyu dispersed all of his Eight Revolutions magical skills and started over again with the abilities of a mortal man to cultivate the Ninth Revolution.

He accidentally discovered that his scattered magical skills helped his fiancée Zhao Yanyun, who had broken off the engagement, to comprehend the world's best swordsmanship. The exiled demon prince suddenly became a demon emperor with extraordinary talent. The barren ancient land suddenly became a martial arts holy land...

He clenched his five fingers and shouted to the heaven and earth: Those who obey me will be glorious forever, and those who go against me will be buried in heaven and on earth!

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As an ordinary person, after sudden death, he was dragged by a book to this world without Edogawa Ranpo and became Ranpo.

It's reasonable for ordinary people to be ordinary people, right?

This is so reasonable! Is Edogawa Ranpo an ordinary person?!

But there is no way, since I am going to die anyway, I will just have to make do with it.

With the book as compensation, Ranpo started a new life after being dispelled every day.

But, this world is a mess!!

Forget it, let’s destroy it. Or just call Fei Jia, Xia Yu, Bai Lan and Lu Wang to have a four-person ideal tea party together.

Having said that, the kitten has already made his home in this world, and he will protect this world.

Dear Ranpo, don't worry and don't feel inferior.

There is no Edogawa Ranpo in this world.

The name "Ranpo" is not because "Edogawa Ranpo" became you, but because you created the "Ranpo" of this world.

ps: There may be ooc, and if it is inconsistent with the original work, please regard it as private setting.

pss: This is probably the story of an ordinary person who was slightly enlightened and relied on intuition to become a Ranpo.

psss: A product of passion, poorly written, please don’t criticize if you don’t like it, please leave a comment in the upper left corner.

This is a fan-made work featuring Team Eevee. It's just something I did on a whim, so feel free to read it casually. I'd be happy if you all liked it. The main character is Luo Chen, an ordinary shiny Eevee. As for what kind of story will unfold, I have no idea... (Su is a transmigrator with no precognitive abilities who transmigrated into... a virus? Oh well, as long as he can keep things peaceful in the Pokémon world, that's fine.)

"Others would cry for help when they see a ghost, but I would ask first: Are you hungry?" There is a secret in Su Wanqing's broken kitchen - it can connect yin and yang. Since activating the "Incense Reputation Panel", the candies she sells have become soul-soothing candies, and the porridge she cooks can dissolve resentment. Even when she was taken to the ghost market by the ghost messenger Xie Wujiu to set up a stove, she could make the crying ghosts cry "incense" with a bowl of hot soup noodles. The life story of the "reincarnation of the little kitchen god" is getting more and more mysterious, but what bothers her more is the ghost messenger who always shakes the chain and has a mouth more poisonous than the kitchen fire: "Sprinkle chili powder on my soul sword again, believe it or not, I will lock you up in the underworld as a cook for a hundred years?" "Then Master Xie has to come to help me every day." - Who said it first? Why is he always stuffing underworld osmanthus flowers into her apron now?