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Nanmen Feng walked to the entrance of the village. A group of six or seven year old children were playing and stopped in succession.

One by one, their dirty faces blinked as they looked curiously at Nanmen Feng.

For an unfamiliar face to appear in a village, it was very obvious.

On the other side of the road came a sturdy middle-aged man, who carried a firewood taller than himself on his back

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