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... rror, with cold mist rising, and a small boat remained motionless on the water. An old man sat in the boat, holding a bamboo pole, and the fishing line sank into the water, causing not even a ripple.
Suddenly, there was some movement on the water's surface.
Song You stopped at the edge of the lake, raised his hand, and was about to greet the old man when a gust of wind blew by. The mist swirled with the wind, and then the lake surface cracked with a loud noise, forming a solid ic ...
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