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The first chapter begins with the mausoleum of Qin Shihuang and the Terracotta Warriors.
On the fourteenth day of the seventh lunar month, Ghost Festival.
This summer is hotter than usual. At midnight, there was no wind on the top of the mountain more than 50 meters high from the starting point of Lishan Mountain, and the moon was covered by a large cloud. There are no fingers in the dense forest, and there are no strange insects around.
A fire broke out in the dense forest, and a tall and thin figure stood at the top of the mountain bag. Looking around for a while, he looked up at the sky through the cracks in the trees, and the fire went out after the sound.
The tall and thin man muttered to himself in the dark. After a while, he quickly took out a few soft shadows from his pocket and dumped them. The shadow burned-it turned out to be five dense symbols.
The light of ofuda reflected the tall and thin figure's face-long, narrow and gloomy, with blue eyes shining. His mouth kept turning, and his voice was fast and slow, high and low, which was very strange in this midnight scene.
"Ah ~ ~"
With the tall and thin figure drinking low, five half-burned ofuda were gently thrown out by him, and his right hand became a sword finger and followed the imaginary point. Five ofuda continued to burn, except for one who suddenly hung on the head of the character, and the other four flew around lightly and quickly. ...