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... various colored banners unfurled in the wind, and the mountain mist mixed with incense ash and paper money howled past, making it almost impossible for people to open their eyes.
Even though the time for the great sacrifice had been postponed to noon, the sky above Beimang Mountain remained exceedingly gloomy.
Furthermore, it was the fifteenth day of the seventh month, typically the Ghost Festival when the Ghost Gate opens wide.
Unintentionally, what seemed to echo in eve ...
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