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A small courtyard enclosed by a wall of bluish-gray stone, about three feet long and two feet wide, with most of the area being grayish-black soil. Only a narrow path of blue stone was left in the middle.,Lu Xuan secretly compared in his heart, looking at the Ling Yingcao being eroded by the fine thread, he couldn't help but sigh softly.,He had considered pulling out this particular luminous flower, lest the surrounding ones be infected with the black threads.。