I was a god in the 18th century

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Xia Qingdai received a realistic castle model.
There are a group of little people living in the model. Under the snow falling all over the sky, one of the little people wants to burn an even smaller little person to death.
Xia Qingdai stretched out her hand and lifted the little man out of the sea of ​​fire...
In the winter of the 18th century, snowstorms raged.
Owen had just inherited the family's old castle and was having a rare meal when he was disturbed by a group of people who were clamoring to burn the witch to death. There was no such thing as a witch!
Before he could scold him, he was shocked to see a hand falling from the sky!
——Zhong Tian Wen, carrying forward both the past and the present to the end.