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Qapqal... Many strange things have happened in this place, and they have never stopped since ancient times. It is said that a long time ago, there was a tribe or a country on this land, but it suddenly and mysteriously disappeared, leaving only a large cemetery at the foot of Nanshan Mountain and the ruins of several ancient castles. I have always wanted to be a shaman, to understand and get in touch with things other than nature. Grandma firmly opposed it. She said that there are too many mysteries and evils between heaven and earth, which will plunge your soul into endless confusion and confusion, and you will never find peace... She always said to me: "You must learn to live peacefully and peacefully under the sun." But I don't understand what is hidden in this sentence.

People's curiosity is in front of them. People's sense of fear lies behind. Curiosity and fear have held mankind hostage for 100,000 to 200,000 years, and to this day, humans are still unable to truly see themselves, the world in front of them and behind them... The sun has set behind the hill of earth lying like a cow at the end of the forest, and the sky above the hill has turned into the color of half-cooked watermelon. At this time every day, grandpa carries a black iron bucket and walks to the spring. Behind him are white tail and its children, one big and one small. White Tail is a mare. I was very young at that time, and I could run under White Tail's belly as soon as I lowered my head.