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warm medicine, slowly easing my disfort. heart
this is a very strange feeling. For most people, death is unknown and frightening. but for him, death is a new beginning. death is not unknown. Fan mu is not afraid of death. what's even scarier is that people have to face endless strange things throughout their lives. It is the ultimate fear of being alienated from life, turning away from death, and getting ever closer to a truth that cannot be understood.
Guaguaguagua…
the cries of frogs and toads that had made his hair stand on end over and over again could now be heard in Fan mu's ears. It was like the murmurings of hundreds of millions of famous monks chanting buddhist scriptures, or like a choir singing gospel hymns to wele someone. A life of transformation and awakening.
“I want to be like them too…” when Juan mu remembered his past, he suddenly remembered the memory of his short stay in this mysterious hut. the soft and frightening voice of the young man dressed in white sounded like a peaceful sleep. poisonous.
“Let him open his eyes and see everything in the world.”
“the nose can breathe and smell.”
“the ear can hear and hear all the sounds of the world.”
“the mouth speaks of taste, expresses mood, and allows us to enjoy delicious food.”
\"I had acupuncture holes inserted every day, but seven days later...he passed away.\"
Fang mu remembered the story told by the young man in white clothes. At that m
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