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... g down the road, Zeng Xianzhi couldn’t help but repeat Zeng Zhuang’s earlier claim, his face full of confusion and disbelief.
The woodcutter, running ahead of him and the curious priestess who had decided to join the commotion, turned back with a panicked expression and shouted.
“Village Chief, when have I ever lied to you? It’s real. There’s really some kind of evil spirit! Otherwise, how could Ergouzi have gone mad out of nowhere?”
There was no time for debate. The thre ...
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