荔枝枇杷秋葵绿巨人西瓜榴莲

Sirs, I beg you, there are several monk brothers from my Chutian tribe inside. If we don’t help collect their bones, their souls will never be able to return to the Chutian tribe for burial. As the saying goes, people die on the first hill. Even when a fox dies, his head will be pointed towards the nest. Not to mention us humans....