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... stopped her shamanistic trance, her old and murky eyes stared straight ahead, and she screamed, “Taoist, put down the jar… put it down quickly! If not, I, even in death, will cling to you forever, cursing you!”
The malicious curse flowed out of her mouth.
Her voice was hoarse, like a cornered beast’s roar.
On the road.
A few kids holding a dollar bill, as if heading to the convenience store to buy popsicles, were scared witless and ran off into the distance.
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