In the Butterfly Valley, the white and slightly chubby Hu Qingniu kept recording something on the white paper in his hand in the small courtyard, and during the period, he also pondered from time to time and muttered something.

And the dozen or so men and women on the ground whose faces and bodies were covered with blue and red spots, their lips were purple, and they were constantly wailing...

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