My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

In the early morning, a ray of light crossed the mountain beam and cast it on the **** of the low mountain.

Chen Mu got up, washed and made breakfast.

He ate ten barbecued burritos, drank two cups of secret herbal tea, nibbled on a crispy melon with a lamb's horn, and walked slowly down the mountain.

In the yellow bud rice field, a miasma like cotton appeared and slowly dissipated with the sun.

Chen Mu strolled through the rice fields of Huang Ya, accompanied by ghosts on Friday.

Every now and then, a cloud of well water or bone meal would appear out of nowhere.

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