Whats Wrong with the World

The mountain breeze gradually picked up, and the sky gradually darkened. Day and night gradually replaced each other.

Laoyamada, who was guarding the cemetery, looked at the sky with a hunched back and shook his head. "The weather these two days is really strange.

Let's go home quickly, it's going to be hard to walk on the mountain road later. "

At this moment, he heard the sound of a walking stick hitting the ground not far away. "Tap, tap, tap, tap …"

"Who's sweeping the grave at this time?"

Laoyamada was a little confused, but he decided to stay a little longer and wait for the other party to finish sweeping the grave before leaving.

"That person walks really slowly."

Laoyamada thought.

The mountain gradually started t

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