When I opened my eyes in a daze, I was already in a room, with one-color wooden walls and ceiling panels, brown and yellow. The antique furniture is made of wood carving, and there are two steaming white smoke on the round table of tree roots, and when I just want to get up, my whole body seems to fall apart...

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