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As the night grew darker, there was no longer a trace of light in the sky. Everyone sat around the tall bonfire, listening to Shen Ruo Lan and Wuliangzi seriously recount their ghost stories, each with an expression that was stiffer than the last.

"I'm not sure. That feeling is very weak and intermittent, but the resentment is really heavy!"

Shen Ruo Lan said seriously