One hundred and seventy-eight

Qianshan couldn't smell the faint fragrance of medicinal herbs, and the soft snow couldn't hear the sound of dripping blood. The height of the dilapidated building, which was once full of songs and laughter, was finally coveted by the solid and serious majestic momentum, and the reason for it was not good simply chose to demolish it. Never leave half a piece of red bricks and green tiles in addition to being free and easy!

Later, the fleeting effort slowly dissipated like fireworks, and in the middle of the process, it was completely wrapped in money... And the landlady also left after receiving a large sum of money, and she didn't even want to say hello. I don't know where she's going, but she's probably lucky this time. I met a group of mysterious tenants who were busy every day, and I didn't know ......

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