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After the rain stopped, a few strong men from the village were organized to dig up the body. The person had already passed away, and Lin Daya's father still held the rope of the ox tightly in his hand.,Why is this string of beads here I don't understand, so I won't think about it.,I've read online novels, and even fantastical things like time travel are common. Another space wouldn't surprise me either.。