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It's no longer a snowy night, but a day, the sky is bright, and the place is still a dilapidated mountain temple, with old wooden doors, and mottled statues of mountain gods, judges, and imps. In the temple, there is a brazier under the desk, and the fire has long been extinguished.
An old man was leaning against the foot of the table, his snow-white disheveled head tilted, motionless, apparently out of breath.
"It's dead, no wonder I couldn't absorb the strong emot ...
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