The night in Miaojiang is not much different from the night in other cities, and the night market in the shopping mall is still very lively.

Zou Xia drove a car, accompanied by the night and the warm orange light of the street lamp, driving slowly on the street.

Ding Bo, who was sitting in the co-pilot, was holding a palm-sized compass in his hand.

There is a deep hole embedded in the middle of the compass, just enough to insert the lit incense stick inside, and when the incense stick is lit, the smoke rises high enough

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