Everyone in Dongcheng Alley will teach their children not to go near the teahouse No. 663 At the end of Dongcheng Alley. Two weirdos live there. The owner of the teahouse is a weirdo wearing glasses. He likes to put a recliner at the door and lie on it with a cup of tea all day long, laughing. He squinted at the passers-by. The business of the teahouse was bleak and there were few customers. The boss was not in a hurry. He still lay on his recliner and swayed day after day. But what frightened the people in Dongcheng Alley even more was the boss's son. He was a taciturn weirdo who stayed with him all year round. Most of the time he stayed in the teahouse and rarely appeared in front of everyone. The few times he showed up, he was covered in blood. The uncoagulated blood dripped down the corners of his clothes and onto the stone pavement of the alley, forming a frightening blood path. No one knew what he had done. , No one came to arrest him, and to this day, he is still living in the teahouse safe and sound. The most bizarre thing is that I heard from the old people in Dongcheng Alley that they never seem to grow old. One by one, they are warning the people in Dongcheng Alley not to approach that teahouse.
Teahouse owner: "This is simply alarmist!"
"Boss son":"......"
A fight that took place a thousand years ago brought together several people from a thousand years later. The baby girl singing in the middle of the night in the madam's almshouse, the mysterious sacrificial ceremony in the Temple of Light, the bride who disappeared inexplicably in the weeping village, etc., One by one, the truth of the year was gradually analyzed.,,
Purpose: Cherish peace
