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Martial Mansion.
"Soul, return! Soul, return..."
The elderly woman, with eyes blurred and dim, squatted on the ground, caressing the dolls buried in the earth, whispered:
"When will you return? When will you return?"
In the muddy soil beside her, hundreds of little ghosts poked their heads out, one of them staggered over and asked earnestly:
"Grandma, Grandma, when can we become the legendary Yin Soldiers?"
The old woman smiled kindly:
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