"Fortune teller, the road is facing the sky, everyone goes to one side. What do you rely on me to do?"
"The hexagram tells me that you are my destiny." He counted with his fingers in his sleeves and followed with a muffled voice.
"Ha." The messenger from hell just laughed softly. I don't know how much he believed this cliché.
After all, good and evil are unpredictable under the machinations.
Waiting for the reincarnation of life and death, come back
——The old alley passing by should be the shadow of old friends stepping on the clearing, and then slow down.
[Misfortune, fortune-teller, attack & stop-and-go, sick mango, receive]
Intention: Those old things from that year