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... the broken temple, the stone statues were toppled and askew, appearing rather hideous.
At dusk, crows cawed and a gloomy wind blew, making even Qin Zhiyan, a martial artist, shudder in fear.
Yet, she was a courageous and talented lady. She went to the backyard where several meditation rooms were pretty clean. On the east side stood a Bodhi tree, on which hung a human face skin. Its two pitch-black eye sockets stared right at her. This chilled Qin Zhiyan to the bone, and she shiv ...
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