C30 paradoxical

China, Dou Jia Chang.

"Head, it's here!" Cheng Cai brought Tan Ziying under the wall and pointed at a corner of the wall.

Tan Ziqiao walked over and squatted down. Looking at the broken thread on the ground, he unconsciously frowned. "Did you guys hear a dog bark last night, or was it a copper bell?"

Cheng Cai shook his head