The wildness of man is no different from the various beasts in the forest. - Ben Jonson One afternoon, the ground was still a little damp, and there was still a drop of water on the leaves on the roadside, which was hanging on the leaves crystal clear.

Through the crystal clear small droplets, you can see a group of people, they are in front of several dilapidated graves, as if they are performing some kind of ceremony, a man with blood-red hair, blood-red lips, all blood-red, like a demon from hell, his lips are as bright red as licking human blood, bursts of smoke are spit out of their mouths, as if they will not be broken, and like the cold of hell, which makes people feel a little chill.

The red-headed demon stood on the tombstone, his eyes were black, his eyes were indifferent, and he stood beside him like a little ghost hugging the king, colorful, and from time to time there were a few cries that others couldn't understand, like a picture of a ghost banquet.

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