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The black and white world of one-eyed Yamaraja

The sound of the engine.

As usual, the old man Wei, the doorman, pressed the button and the door opened.

A chubby face appeared in the window, and under the face was the epaulettes of the postal uniform. It's time for the little fat man in the post office to deliver letters and get them again.

There is a big bundle of mail on the table. Everything is as usual.

But there is one difference.

The little fat man didn't get the letter, but handed me a big blue envelope. The oversized one.

"There is a registered letter that needs my signature. Who is Wei Daping? "

Wei Daping Lao Wei shivered. Yes, who is Wei Daping from this school?

He glanced at the envelope. There is a piece of printing paper on the blue envelope with only two lines on it.

The reception room in No.5 Middle School was opened by Mr. Wei Daping.

There are only three words in the sender column, which should be the name of the person. No address. The postal code will also be printed.

There was only one Wei Daping in the reception room for thirty years, and that was the old Wei Tou himself.

The black and white world of one-eyed Yamaraja

Section 7

"The top of the snowy mountain and the heavy snow outside the temple are a test for those who want to get started in Zhebu Temple. Only those who pass this test can enter the temple to practice supreme magic."

Paused, Ming ...

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