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book of souls
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Categories: unapologetic
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It was the dead of winter, and early in the morning, it was freezing cold. In the cold wind, his men hurriedly reported that Hua Xin, the treasure donor who had arrived at the Wind Hall only last night, had been killed. He asked about the situation, immediately asked people to lock the hall, and went to the guest room to survey the hideous body on the ground. There was not much blood on the floor, and the body only had a half-foot deep bloody hole in the chest, with no other injuries. In addition to the corpse and bloodstains, there were only three footprints in the guest room. How could there be three?