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At night, the moon was like a compass, shining brilliantly.

Zhong Xiaoyu was lying on the bed with a carved wooden bed, tossing and turning in her sleep. That wave of strange sounds came from outside the door, causing Zhong Xiaoyu to slightly raise her eyebrows. She unhappily asked: "Xiao Yi, what's that sound outside the door?"

"I don't know, I'll go take a look