C55 Knock on the mountain and shake the tiger

The Fatty Wang heaved a sigh of relief and gave me a thumbs up.

In front of the altar, the light from the dog's head gradually dimmed down. After a quarter of an hour, it finally disappeared into the tip of the dog's tongue that was protruding out of its mouth.

The black color on his face receded quickly with the extinguishing of the dog head lamp