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the weasel saw the bandits, he was overjoyed and thought that with these bandits dragging the paper man, he would be able to escape.
Immediately, the weasel changed direction and ran towards the bandits.
Upon seeing this, Zhang chen took out a piece of paper, smeared it with his own blood, pinched it and recited a curse, then threw it in the direction of the bandit.
\"Live and let live!\"
Zhang chen, who was already weak, became even weaker, with no trace of blood on his pale face.
the running bandit suddenly stopped and looked at the paper flying in the air with a look of obsession and longing: \"Gold, gold, so much gold!\"
In the eyes of the bandits, what was flying in the air was not paper, but gold leaves all over the sky.
Gold leaves cover the sky, and the dark night is replaced by golden light.
As the paper fell, in the eyes of the bandits, countless gold leaves fell from the sky like raindrops.
\"hahaha~ Gold, a lot of gold, it's all mine, it's all mine!\"
the bandits dropped their weapons and torches with a silly smile, and stretched out their hands obsessively, trying to catch the falling gold leaves.
Although there was nothing in their hands, the bandits held the air in their hands, as if they had found a treasure, and kept laughing.
then he kept waving his arms, as if he was throwing something away.
because in their eyes, they hold a lot of gold leaves in their hands, and th
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