第508章 沈雨昔

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    下午三点，阿里山，一处环境优美的半山平地之前，一间简单却是精致的木屋小院，前面还种着四家常开的鲜花，远处躺着孤零零的两座坟墓。

    让这个环境优美的地方，多了一点阴森的气息，但也给人一种凄美的感觉。

    连老爷站在木屋小院之前，看向十几米之外两座坟墓，轻叹一声：“少帅，你过去吧，我走走！”...

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