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When I was a child, my family was very poor, my father used paper to paste a kite, and the kite came down from the sky with blood ...... Since then a variety of bizarre and unresolved trouble came to my head, in order to solve all this, I traveled all over the country, stepping into one that no one knows the forbidden areas of life, many years later, I came to understand that the true horror of the human heart in fact! When the raging desire is intertwined with the ugliness of human nature. The ghost is not yet, eternal sinking.