White Skull

About This Novel

It was a cold winter morning and the sky was very gloomy. Although it is the turn of the clock, the cold sun has not yet appeared, the earth is gloomy, and the sky is filled with gloomy clouds. Looking at the horizon, the dust and mist are billowing, and it is a blur. Only a few cottages are vaguely looming, and it is rare to see a human figure. An ancient tree, two to three arms thick, stood alone beside the road, whistling wildly in the gusty wind. The dust and sand on the ground were picked up by the strong wind, flying all over the sky, hitting people's faces, like being hit by a handful of broken iron sand. The wind was so strong that it made people choke.

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