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RANWAN | 燃晚

A Chinese Ghost Story

[...] Huaizui’s expression was even, but there was a hint of melancholy there. “This humble monk’s control over his emotions was yet lacking back then, and, in a fit of anger, said to his disciple, you can’t even save yourself, how can you save others?”

“And what did Shizun say?” Shi Mei asked.

“If you don’t know how to save others, how will you save yourself?”

He had an elegant face, a pair of long eyebrows, the phoenix eyes low and cold, graceful and otherworldly, worthy of his demeanor, his expression unchanging in the face of the demonic air and the rain of blood, he looked exceedingly cold, as if were not. It was strange that he sat in the place to light incense and play the guqin.

とても表情豊かな彼は...とても印象的な目です！

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