Zhu Changshou took a small road home and kicked an old lady. He kindly carried her back but was blindfolded. He was the only shadow in the moonlight, and the old ghost took a strong breath on his face, which made him bend over and vomit in disgust. The old ghost bounced up like a toad and lay back on his back. He gritted his teeth and ran back with a grin: The whole hospital is waiting. I will get rid of this old thing first and then develop. The zombie world is waiting! In this broken world, even ghosts can touch porcelain!
