"Alas" a sigh appeared out of thin air for a long time, the old man in this room, his wrinkled hands, like old and dry bark, exuding a breath of death, turned over a heavy page, the edges of the broken corners of the book have been worn out by the years, and a melancholy voice filled the room: "You also come and listen to this, the legend that belongs to me." The room was empty, and I didn't know who he was talking to......

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