Happy New Year to all readers! I wish you all the best in the new year and will never be sunny!

Taking advantage of that opportunity, I will tell you two things.

First of all, for well-known reasons, take a day off tomorrow!

Don't be angry for now, he said the second thing on the east side.

Everyone knows that as of now, that book has been considered a pity.

In fact, he had thought about it a long time ago, and it would be better to ask for a cut. But if you think about it carefully, there will be dozens of readers who will stay there waiting for him to update, so Yi Dongzi doesn't want to cut it very much.

As for that point, there is nothing to argue about. When he wrote that book, his idea was to write himself first before talking about it, so it was really not unfair to fail.

At the latest, he will be ready to open a new book. Of course, the book will also be guaranteed to be updated, although it is a bit tiring to open doubles, Bu Lu... He is a bit naughty.

At least I want to keep a beginning and an end, which is considered to be a little moral integrity.

"Journey to the West to Relieve the Misfortune for One Hundred Thousand Years"

At present, the first edition of the outline has been drawn out, and Bu Lu is very revising it. The title and outline of the book are on the computer the day before the computer. To be honest, it is not very good. He put the first edition there first. Everyone please make sure to complain and see how to modify it.

As for the reasons for his poor grades, he personally summarized it. Although the reasons are diverse, to be honest, the reason for the request is not written too much.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, a monk came to the Xitianling Mountain with a monkey, a wild boar, a river demon, a dragon horse and a little novice monk.

One hundred thousand years later, the clouds are gone and the sky palace is gone, and there is no more Lingshan in the West.

Immortals and Buddhas have no traces, and no miracles are seen. However, there are strange magic techniques spread all over the east of the sky, and the five Taoist corpses travel around the world. Buddhist disciples recite the Heart Sutra silently and guard the mud fetus of a puppet.

A magic talisman, a Buddhist scripture, a mask... a story that spans hundreds of thousands of years.
Chapter completed!