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As usual, Zhou Leng ran to the foot of Ruge Mountain before stopping.

Looking up, the entire Xiaoru Village was shrouded in fog, only the silhouette of the large mulberry tree at the village entrance was visible.

Along the cement road ahead, an energetic elderly man approached, shouting, "Xiao Leng, have you seen Huang?"

"Huang hasn't returned to the village?"

"It went missing two days ago, didn't pay much attention since it often doesn't come back for days. ...

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