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... ng Ergou was nearly over now. He looked at those weeds which were half a human’s height, waving in the wind.
There was nothing here except for the two story tall wooden house.
Poverty was not scary. Poverty without hope was truly scary.
‘I, Zhang Ergou, am going to live here forever? Am I going to be the only disciple here?’
‘No…’
Zhang Ergou looked into the sky to prevent the tears from dropping, because this was too sad.
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