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... yellow light cast a small, wavering patch in front of him.
His tall figure was stretched into a distorted shadow, imprinted on the decaying wooden wall.
Jiang Ci didn't make a sound, tightening his grip on the dagger in his hand, and followed.
The mountain path was muddy, and damp, cold mist coiled around their ankles like snakes.
The entire village had fallen into a deathly silence, every household's doors and windows tightly shut.
Only the occasional mu ...
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