C687 The flower king of the village paeonia lanceolata

This kind of mysterious phenomenon was too unimaginable. Even in Lin Mingru's life, he had never seen such a strange thing.

The entire village was in this situation. What was he trying to do? On the contrary, every villager who carried dirty things on their back had a red face and high luck. This was contrary to the basic knowledge that ghosts and monsters had about them