"Talisman paper, wooden swords and scriptures, pure ancient methods of exorcism, are no longer popular now. Even sorcerers have to carry a 200-jin incense burner for self-defense. If you don't practice martial arts, you can't even swing it. It's said that it's better not to draw talismans for ten years. You must practice hard qigong first!" "But, can martial arts and exorcism be professionally matched?" "Haha, go around and ask around, who dares to say that they are more professional than me? No one~~ knows exorcism better than me~~!" In his early years, Chu Tianshu didn't know how wild he would be in the future. He honestly took medicine to keep healthy, occasionally killed a few dirty things, and planned to make more money on the next order. Until he awakened a token. Guns and cannons are ringing everywhere, the world is in turmoil, and there are echoes on the border. The sorcerer is making a cat spit out worms, the old thief is setting up a platform to snatch life, the ambitious leader of Henglian is very ambitious, and the reclusive boxer has moved... The dynasty is revived, but the remnants of chaos have not yet been settled. The remaining soldiers have become ghostwriters, and they are hunting down criminals. They don't talk about morality, but only about three meals and wine money. It's a pity that the blood of the soldiers is too hot and too fragrant, and more than just living people have been cut off by their protective knives... Green mountains and clear waters, galloping horses in the rivers and lakes, the young heroes are still full of vigor, and the big bosses are decadent. The gang leaders want to cover the north and south of the country with their reputation, and the killer's sword moves have given birth to evil spirits... Chu Tianshu fell in love with the feeling of being in a foreign land and hitting hard with every punch, but he found that here in his hometown, he is also more and more hopeful, and there are surprises everywhere. Ghosts and monsters, dark clouds covering the sun, unmanned boats ferrying snakes and rats, brides getting married in tree holes, feathers floating in the building, green clothes at the bottom of the river, old cats teaching boxing, corpses racing... Young people, if you are still alive in this world, you should practice hard, practice hard, and develop a body of overwhelming courage! Then you can... stroll in the garden, cross the Yangtze River, and look at the vast Chu sky!

Of Course Luo Ji Was History’s First Wallfacer!

Hines? Pioneer of the Thought Imprint—Makes Total Sense.

Zhang Beihai? Rogue Wallfacer—Acceptable.

"What Do You Mean a Wallfacer Smashed a Droplet... With a Hammer?!"

When two thousand star-class warships drifted through the cosmos, the Trisolaran Droplet encountered not celebratory fireworks—but a human wielding a geological hammer.

Luo Ji, clutching the principles of Dark Forest Deterrence, fell into deep thought: "You’re telling me… someone shattered a Droplet. With a hammer?"

"Worse," came the reply. "He’s now swinging Pluto like a club… straight at the Trisolaran Fleet."

I am a fan of Mortal Books and have read many Mortal Books novels. Most of them have been discontinued or are written beyond recognition. The author wants to write a story about himself and a mortal.

I am a novice, I hope readers will be gentle with me.

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!

Wen runs a game company on the verge of bankruptcy, which is a very developed game industry... The quality of the games produced by well-known companies is comparable to reality, and each masterpiece is carefully carved into the ninth art. However, he found that these games are all powerful, the enemy is weak, and brainless pushes can be easily clear... There is no underworld game in the whole world? In this way, where can you enjoy the 'happiness' of the game! For a cool game, it is impossible to get real 'happiness'. He decided to let the players of the world enjoy the 'happiness' of the game." I don't know why this game is obviously so depressed and played so much, but I just can't stop!" " Please be a person!!" Since then, there has been an additional underworld game producer in the world.

This novel, adapted from the Zhiguang fan comic, features not only the Mikoli Cup, but also the grand celebrations of the Quartz Conference, the Youth Cup, and other follow-up events. Discover more Easter eggs and more details.

This book is also called "As hard as you work, leave it to me to become stronger!"

》Travel time to become an Ultra Elementary School student in the Kingdom of Light, and awaken the winning system. As long as you invest in others, you can share all the "results" of the investor's efforts during the investment period. Seth said this is awesome.

Zeta: "Seth, we agreed to be academic scumbags together, how did you secretly become a top academic?

o(╥﹏╥)o" Taiga: "Seth worked so hard and even came to me for extra practice in the middle of the night! "

Sero: "What?!

Seth is my brother?

And super studious? "

...Seth: "You misunderstood, I really wasn't working hard secretly!

┓(?′?`?)┏”

Chen Yang woke up and traveled back to the story of the courtyard house. He became a purchasing agent at the supply and marketing cooperative in the alley and led his family into a happy and well-off life with great strides!

Dad Zheng Fuguo: The "stinky old nine" who cleans toilets in the steel rolling mill has a precarious status as a temporary worker and is someone who can be stepped on by anyone in the yard.

The eldest brother Zheng Guang: an apprentice in the boiler room of a steel rolling mill, was used as a "fire stick" by the canteen helpers headed by Sha Zhu, and was covered in coal dust and could not lift his head.

My mother: Because of my class background, gossipers like Jia Zhang framed me as a "jinx," causing my entire family to be looked down upon and forced to fetch water in the middle of the night. My younger sister was as thin as a bean sprout. The children in the yard would often snatch her steamed bread and throw cold water on her. She couldn't even cry out loud.

Zheng Yang relied on the Golden Finger System, many years later...

Sha Zhu: Now I am the canteen team leader of the steel mill.

Zheng Yang: Very good, my brother is now the factory manager!

Jia Zhang: Finally, I can eat meat during the Chinese New Year.

Zheng Yang: Eating meat? We’re tired of seafood at home!

Qin Huairu: Our Xiaodang is a new generation of worker-peasant-soldier college students.

Zheng Yang: Excuse me, my little sister is a recent graduate of Peking University or Tsinghua University, and she got a job right after graduation! How can you compare with my family?

…

All the birds in the hospital were collectively defeated!

(Hilarious, refreshing, relaxing, ancient, historical)

Cheng Jun traveled through time to the third year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty and became the son of military officer Cheng Yaojin. He happened to meet Li Shimin who was selecting censors!

Many years later, Li Shimin said to the crown prince, "Cheng Jun is a magic sword of my Tang Dynasty. Only a virtuous person can wield it. You are young, so I will leave it to you."

The crown prince was so frightened that he burst into tears, "I don't want to be the emperor anymore, whoever wants to be the emperor can do it!"

Li Shimin also cried out loudly, "I regret choosing Cheng Jun as the censor!"

You have your indescribable things, and I have my own jokes.

In the steam civilization surrounded by various ancient gods and other gods, ordinary people will be twisted and crazy as soon as they come into contact with those ancient knowledge.

Liu Yonglu, a young crosstalk actor from Tianjin, came through. In front of the old gods of his clan, he was calm and composed, and he picked up the clappers at hand and muttered something.

"The bamboo clappers are hitting like this, let's not talk about anything else, let's talk about how much Cthulhu is doing."

"What is a deep diver? Which one is Migo? From the abyss, how terrifying, you listen to his nonsense!"

"Yellow King Hastur, there are quite a lot of believers, growing claws and tentacles, are you going to block me at the door?"

"If you let him in, I really won't hide, just go ahead with the summoning ceremony, we won't indulge him!"

You want me to lose SAN? Practice for a few hundred million years.

There are a lot of crosstalk jokes, welcome to comment.