"Brother Sanqian, will it be the same as that Buddha statue? We can..." Ziqing asked tentatively.
Han Sanqian shook his head: "No, absolutely not, this hurricane is real."
The shadow of the Buddha image is due to the reference of Yin soldiers, but Han Sanqian has checked the surroundings for the shape of the hurricane, and there is nothing unusual.
"However, how can there be a hurricane in this jungle? Besides, it's still such a big hurricane." Su Yingxia wondered.
"Resentment!" Han Sanqian said in a trembling voice: "In the ancient cemetery, who knows what big people died, they only need a little remembrance to destroy the world."
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