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West of Guang’an Prefecture, two hundred li away, there lies a mountain range named Qiuniu Mountain.
Within the forested mountains, the night is pitch-black, one cannot see their own fingers before them, and the sky drizzles persistently, with threads of rain weaving through the air.
At this moment, from a distance, a faint voice can be heard.
"Damn this wretched weather! How many days of rain has it been now? Breathing feels damp, carrying a musty scent."
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