My mind was spinning fast, and it seemed that the relationship between this oil seller and this old horse was really unusual.

"Who's the old horse?" I deliberately put on a show.

"The old horse is the one who sells longevity materials in our town, Awen's mother took someone else's motorcycle back then, but the road was slippery in the rain, Awen's mother was thrown into the cliff, and it was the old horse who carried Awen's mother up from the cliff.

This thing is also strange, it was raining that day, there was a river under the cliff, the old horse happened to pass by there, and there was a coffin puller in that place, they all said that the old horse saw a ghost that day, and then the old horse was clever, so he dropped a bag with the person who pulled the coffin, and when he pulled it back, he found Awen's mother lying in the coffin! Thanks to the old horse's cleverness, he poured some medicine into Awen's mother, this Awen's mother

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