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... n the chaotic burial mounds.
New graves were hastily erected under the moonlight, many without even a tombstone.
Pale paper money drifted in the night wind, and the mournful wails spread through the shadows, filled with inexplicable sorrow.
Li Muyang sat on a dirty, torn bamboo mat, using the moonlight to clearly see his own body.
Beneath the bloodless pale skin were stiff limbs.
Li Muyang struggled to stand up. Such a simple actionow seemed difficult.
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