C2348 Eighteen Layered Heavens

The horse house stinks.

Dongfang Qingyu held his breath and measured the distance. Zhao Weimin was a cautious person, afraid that he would be suspected if he made any markings. There were no markings on the place where the treasure was buried. The object of reference was a septic tank. A horse's septic tank. Dongfang Qingyu would have to hold his anger in. But for the sake of the treasure