Cultivation: Being Immortal - Chapter 137

The dead cannot speak.

It means the living can create any story they want.

Inheritance, honor and wealth can be taken away by lies.

However, what happens when a person, who was presumed to be dead, returns alive?

Traveling through time, he became Zhang Gui, a foreign relative of the Tianqi Dynasty. Because he didn’t want to be tortured to death by Li Zicheng in the future, he had to embark on the road of harming the powerful and bureaucratic officials of the Ming Dynasty.

The Yanguan scolded him for coercing the king and making disorderly manners.

The prince scolded him for being greedy.

The official hates him for being mean and cruel.

But helplessly, most of the Nine Frontiers are his lackeys, and even Jiu Qiansui is his godson, and the emperor can’t do anything about him.

Therefore, the Ming Dynasty was at the mercy of him.

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Twenty-six years, Jiang Yun experienced three things:
girlfriend Qin Zhao cheated;
quit his job;
Another new love.

【You are the fireworks of the world and boundless obsession】

Demining:
1. Do it first and then love the text. Jiang Yun and Lu Nian didn’t care about it in the early stage (emphasis added), so why not talk about feelings, and Lu Nianzhi and Qin Zhao are friends. That is, Qin Zhao cheated, Jiang Yun found another new love (who had broken up), and Lu Nianzhi was digging.
2. The clean party is careful to enter, Jiang Yun has an ex-girlfriend.
3. The broken mirror does not reunite, and Lu Nianzhi’s he, abusive scum text.

Content tags: Encounter by fate Near water towers Heaven made synthetic growth
Search keywords: Protagonist: Jiang Yun, Lu Nianzhi ┃ Supporting role: Qin Zhao ┃ Others:
One-sentence introduction: abused scum, broken mirror will not be reunited
Purpose: Get out of frustration, keep improving, and become self-reliant

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Beatty, a weak squirrel shapeshifter who was born into a lion family. Because of that, I lived my life being ab*sed at my aunt’s house in the Capital. When I told my only friend and fiancé, the Second Prince, that I would leave to achieve my dream, ‘Ritter, you bastard…!’ I died on his fangs. I opened my eyes again to my childhood, the time before I got myself involved with the Second Prince. At times like this, what do you need? Speed. I immediately withdrew my body only and ran away to the territory of my biological father, the Lion Duke. Though I won’t be welcomed, if I possess this one great secret that will only be discovered in the future, I won’t get kicked ou— “Welcome, Young Miss!” “OMG! When did you grow up like this…?” “Young Miss is walking with those two cute feet!” … Huh? Why am I welcomed like this? No way, is that my statue?