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... ique singing.
Suddenly, the crowd was silent, and their eyes were filled with fear and looked somewhere.
The two yamen with gloomy faces carried the corpse wrapped in linen on a wooden board and walked out of the alley, blood dripping down the bluestone bricks along the wooden board.
The crowd whispered.
"Are you dead again?"
"It's too bad."
"I'm afraid this is the third time this month..."
"Don't see, don't see."
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