The Heavenly Eye Gho

Wang Ming looked around for the sound and saw a walnut, not too big nor too small, rolling on the ground. That's when he remembered where it had come from.,At this time, Wang Ming's handful of walnuts had nothing but their shells. Even a bad walnut shouldn't be completely empty.,On the second day, in a inconspicuous corner of newspaper in city A, there was such a small news item.。