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Before Kate hit the bricks, Mo was hunched over the ancient city wall, digging around with an iron hook with a wooden handle, like he was hunting for treasure. The old city wall was made of bricks on the outside and rammed earth on the inside. Only a tiny bit of the "treasure" that Lao Mo had buried underground was exposed. He ignored his baggy trousers and shook off the iron hook with the wooden handle. He raised his hand and pulled off the looped straw hat on his head. He took off his myopia glasses that were like the bottom of a bottle and wiped them again. They became even blurry when he put them on again. Lao Mo simply took off his glasses and threw them aside, lying on the ground like a dog, staring at them and picking them with his hands. The ancient city wall has experienced the war, and all that is left is the ruins. The sign of "Municipal Cultural Relics Protection Unit" shows that the relevant departments have paid enough attention to it. After all, it is difficult to resist the corrosion of time. The signs are old and the city wall is gradually becoming unsightly. It is only a few hundred meters long. There are cracks in some places and it looks like it is crumbling beyond repair.
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