C839 Zhuang Zhou's Dream Was like a Dream

Gao Fei opened his eyes and heard the sound of a wooden clapper coming from outside: Dang, dang, dang.

One. An old and hoarse voice rang out, "The sky is high and the earth is dry. Be careful of the candles."

Recently, he had gotten used to this kind of life. He understood that the three sounds of wooden clappers outside were the night of the third night