The continuous rainy days in Green River Village have made the whole village fall into silence, and most people are not going out at home.

In the quiet of the village, a motorcycle sped by, splashing a puddle of muddy water, followed by a van, one behind the other, two cars one after the other, through the village road, straight upstream to the reservoir.

Until the reservoir, the motorcycle stopped, and the person who got out of the car was yellow-haired and hid under a tree......

"Live Fortune Telling: The Calculation is Too Accurate to Be Targeted by the Local Tyrant" Chapter 359 The middle-aged occultist is hitting the hand, please wait a moment,

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