followed, and disappeared, but his voice echoed everywhere: "Boy, don't go to your grandfather's grave, it's not good for you." ”

I searched for the voice, but I still couldn't find any trace of the green turtle, and sighed: "I can't pick up my own grandfather's grave?" ”

Jin Shi also chased after me at this time, looked at me and said: ......

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