Chen Xiaoling couldn’t help but grab her hair. He remembered drinking at the Good Fortune Bar half a month ago, and finally heard a strange story from the mixed-race bartender. Wudu gets scared and runs away.
This story happened to have something to do with the ocean. When Li Tajin said this, he suddenly began to believe that something unusual had really happened that night. He felt as if he had walked through the gates of hell.
Li Duanen's words had some credibility, and his claims to see normal elements in his eyes were also confirmed to some extent by him.
Chen Xiaolin took a deep breath, calmed down for a while, and then the car started again. He decided to solve the immediate problem first and then solve his own problem.
Thirty minutes later, Chen Xiaolin and Li Duojing arrived at the garden munity. Chen Xiaolin took Li Duojing to the 10th floor of a certain unit.
When I arrived at the 10th floor, the elevator door opened and I was greeted with a black cloth, white flowers, extinguished candles, and lingering incense, a scene of mourning.
Uncle Wang 140 people
After bypassing the museum with the painted beams and painted buildings of Paradise, passing through the house of intrigue and horror, Uncle Wang came to the deep road. As you move on, you'll find dull green grass that's no longer paved, and you'll walk along a yellow, trodden dirt path. You can see a dilapidated wooden house tucked away in the forest, which is Uncle Wang's staff dormitory.
I had some colleagues who lived here, but they all moved out because they could no longer bear the cold and dampness of the wooden house in the spring and summer, and the frequent harassment of snakes, insects, rats, and ants in the summer. . Of that place. Only Uncle Wang always wanted to live there. There are no dormitory fees, and no utility fees.
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