C55 Go into the Mountains and Search for Treasure

"Live?" This sentence frightened Yang Jingjing, "Who... Who died?"

It was late at night, even though the light in the glass greenhouse was very bright. Under the contrast of the large patches of barren land outside, it really looked like a place where those ghosts and foxes lived in a chatroom. It looked very luxurious. When they woke up, they would be full of gravestones