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In the reminiscence of the past, Bai Jingxuan walked slowly, and finally came to the end of the rugged path at the foot of the lonely mountain, and further on, there was a steep cliff that was difficult to climb.

This is also the end point where the people of Suzhou City came to worship Gushan before the Turkic invasion of Suzhou City. As the years passed, the incense and candle offerings at the feet were faintly visible, and if you brushed away a thick layer of snow on the surface, you might be able to dig up fruits and vegetables that were frozen under the snow.

Although he was in the prime of life, he couldn't stand the overnight hike, and he was a little short of breath at the moment.

Every time I come to Lonely Mountain, I walk to ......

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