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The state of being when Lin Hao woke up killed him.,He curled his legs, trying to lift himself with his hands, defending the last shred of dignity he had left after death. But then a child appeared out of nowhere, gripping his feet in both hands and swinging him from the beams like a pendulum.,During the Jiajing reign of the Ming Dynasty, year thirty-six, this was a good era.。