If it was someone else, maybe it would really pick up the silver first, but the silver is no different from the stone in front of the universe.

Big beard ran breathlessly. After running across a street, he was exhausted. Turning around, he saw that no one was following him. He could not really run. He turned a corner and sat on a stone platform beside the street, panting heavily.

"Whoop, what's he doing? Most of the night, it's a real ghost. I really don't know who I met." Big beard wore rude, while talking to himself: "Fortunately, Lao Tzu is smart enough, this is to use money to eliminate...