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Chapter 997 Poetry and the distance

At least that's what Zhang Yanming thought, taking the old man to the Yinsi Yanluo Palace, are you impatient? Or are you going to fall into the trap? Bah.

Everyone walked around the dock and returned to the boat, and went to the top of the boat to see the famous ghost town.

"What's there?" Zhang Ma asked, pointing to Nan'an.

"The new city is under construction, and the whole place is moving here. When you come here next time, these will be gone. The old county town."

Zhang Yanming looked back at the county monuments standing on the pier, and the ghostly minds that were vaguely visible from afar. Soon these will become history, and no one will want to keep them.
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