The door panel of this shop is not completely removed, and the inside is a little dim, only the open door behind it, casting a ray of light, falling behind itself, and the light dust floating in the air is nowhere to hide. Looking around, the area of this shop is not small, not to mention that there are fifty or sixty square meters, although there is dust everywhere at this time, but this decoration can see that the original owner is still attentive. With a stumbling step, Lin Zhenniang stabilized her body and bent down to pick up the long bench that fell to the ground. His eyes fell on the red under the bench, and he couldn't help but tremble. It had long since dried up, and in the dim light it was like a stain of a dark red flower, and it was blood

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