The twenty-seventh day of the third month is a good day to get married and avoid killing. There is a pavilion by the lake, and there is a table in the pavilion. On the table is a wooden box that is said to be the most treasured treasure in the world. Next to the wooden box stands the lonely Philharmonic. All the women who had seen this woman whose appearance and martial arts ranked among the best in the world were dead.
There are ripples in the lake, the sun is bright, the wind is blowing, and people are arriving.
"You shouldn't have come."
I came across a story by chance, and after thinking about it, I wrote the following article. The above is the original text, and those who are interested can continue it.
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