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There was a bucket hanging from the rope. The bucket was first lifted, then thrown down heavily. It hit the water surface and slowly sank into the water. Compared to the rope, Lin Zisang's exposed white and tender wrist looked weak and fragile.

Xiao Hu stood at the side, swinging his tail as he stared at her hands. Initially, he was a little curious, but when he understood Lin Zisang's purpose