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"It's a cloth doll." The old man pointed at the vengeful spirit doll in Wu Qiong's hand with some fear in his eyes. "Just like what I saw in the past."

"But that one was completely stained with blood and shattered to pieces. It's exactly the same as the state of the body. "

"I rushed out of the morgue, and for the first time in many years I was on the run. The sound echoed in my ears