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... d futon at a distance of a few meters.
He tried to pick up a piece, and found that when the futon was touched by his fingertips, it quickly weathered into powder, as if it had been washed away by countless years.
"What do these futons do?" Ling Shouzi asked curiously.
Chi Qiaosong glanced at the steps and thought of the grass-headed **** on the island and on the banks of the Guanjiang River, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Perhaps, these futons are for the grass-he ...
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