Pen Falls into Immortality
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In the thirteenth year of Qingyuan, in the middle of the night when no one was around, there was thunder and lightning and a heavy rain. A young and poor painter died at his desk. The blood that spilled from his mouth and nose stained the beauty in the painting with some blood. The beauty's pretty face is full of charm, leaping out. From then on, everything in this world that was infused with spiritual thoughts came to life... The harp has a heart, the sword has a soul, the chess has a soul, and there are beauties living in the paintings!
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