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I had been studying with Madam Liu for a few years, and I was very familiar with the smell. It was the smell of rotting corpses!

Zhang Fei covered his mouth, his thick eyebrows tightly knitted, looking like he was about to vomit.

I took the phone from his hand and turned the light up to maximum, and the black mass finally saw that it was not water grass or moss, but highly rotted clothing

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