In less than a quarter of an hour, three people were lost, and those three people died so that there was no room for struggle, and all the struggles and resistance seemed to only intensify the swallowing of the quicksand, which made the remaining four monks walk on thin ice and become frightened birds.

Every time you take a step, you will feel that the next step is an abyss, and every time you stand firm, you will feel that you have held on again, but this glance looks at the endless sand desert, the kind of absoluteness that can never go out

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