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 In the early morning of the morning, the community was covered in a groggy way.
 At the moment I entered the community, I found out that something was wrong.
 This plot was newly built in the past few years. It is located in the park with the fastest development and the highest price in Sioux City, and is adjacent to Jingdu Lake. Standing on the seventh floor or above, you can see the cross-lake elevated road and the sparkling Jingdu Lake. It is also the school district. If it is not the old house of Zhaojia, it will take a compensation. He can’t afford it here. house.
 Because of the proximity to the Creative Industries Park, many of the guests here are programmers. The programmers are paid high, but they work overtime almost every day. Don't say that it is one o'clock in the morning. Even at three o'clock in the morning, there will be occasional programmers coming back from work. It is impossible to be so quiet, not even a lamp or a voice.
 Yan Jia’s brows slowly wrinkled, and next to him, Daiyu painted a character in the air. The rhyme that he painted is much lighter than that of the previous Ye Jing's painting on the gate of Yi Jia. After the final stroke, Yu Yu stretched out in the middle, and the golden light was filled. The entire community.
 "go with!"
 The next moment, Yi Jia smashed and looked at the black gas of the entire community with amazement.
 Saitama has never thought about it, and he will actually see such a scene. This district spans two blocks and covers an extremely large area. At this moment, the rich and gloomy yin entangles the community and encloses a silent city.
 The breeze blew from the outside and only blown to the door of the community, and it was broken up by the rich and horrible yin.
 Saitama stunned: "So strong yin, Qian Jia, is it caused by you?"
 When entering the community, Yi Jia noticed that it was wrong, and felt a hint of yin. Now that he really saw the scale of this yin, he said: "Not me. When I left two days ago, it was not like this. Daiyu, can you find out where there is such a heavy yin?"
 Saitama shakes the head: "When the child is open, the yin is full of yin. Now don't talk about your community, that is, on the road outside, there will be a little yin and a few souls. My master and Ye Hao Wang they Maybe I can find the source of yin in the early hours of the morning, but I can't. I have to wait for the sunrise, and then I can find the reason.
 Since I couldn't find the reason, the two went shopping in the community for a while and finally went home.
 Yi Jia is not a ghost-hunting master. No magic spells, let alone ghosts. And the sacred stick around him, who claimed to be the leader of the younger generation, couldn’t stand it, it was like a **** stick.
 Waiting until noon on the second day, the yang is booming, and the jade jade holds a piece of palm-sized black iron compass and walks nervously in the community. He kept looking down at the compass and looked up at the surrounding buildings and trees. He had words in his mouth and his voice was extremely low. He could not hear it.
 In the daytime, the community suddenly returned to normal.
 Today is a working day. There are not many people in the community. Only a few women chat and walk in the garden, and several old people are exercising.
 Yi Jia followed the side of Daiyu and looked at these residents in the community with indifference. He has never been in contact with these people, or in the past few years, he has rarely gone out because he does not want these people to get into his own yin, causing illness or even accidents.
 This morning, Yi Jia said a few words to her from the ground and hoped that the other party could only block her yin and not block her eyes. Yi Jia did not hold much hope, but this is not a true spirit. It really converges a bit of power, so that Yi Jia can directly see the black air that hangs over the community without relying on the charm of Daiyu.
 And now in the eyes of Zhao Jia, these residents have a layer of black air on their faces. That layer of black gas is like a black mask, covering the faces of these people, but they are completely ignorant, and each expression is doing their own thing rigidly. It is said that it is chatting, but it looks strange, his eyes are sluggish, as if he is watching a group of air; he is talking about exercise, but he does not even twist his joints. The whole person is like a zombie, and he is doing strange movements straight.
 In this community, except for Jiajia and Daiyu, other people seem to have become a marionette, numbly doing what they used to do every day and accomplishing the task.
 Saitama said: "First find the source, don't bother them for the time being. There is a kind of ghost in the soul, they will not reincarnate after 48 hours, because they forget that they are already dead. At this time you can't tell him straightly, 'You are dead. ', they will be scared, even the soul flies, you must use various hints to let him realize that he is dead, this can reincarnate. These people and the soul of the situation are somewhat like, can not act rashly."
 Yan Jiaben did not want to remind these people, he just looked far away, not close.
 The two found three laps in the community, and the yin was thick, and it was impossible to find the source by the intensity of yin. Daiyu squinted her hair, and on the other side, Zhao Jia stopped her footsteps and looked at the children in the distance inexplicably.
 At this time, most children should go to school, but in the community's play area, there are still three children playing in the sand pit to play sand. They seem to be only three or four years old. They may not have gone to kindergarten. Two of them are surrounded by castles. Only one little boy is alone in the corner of the bunker. One person is sanding and sand.
 Yan Jia looked far away, his eyes gradually blurred, as if he saw a familiar shadow.
 In the lively yard, all the children are chasing and playing, a small shadow hiding behind the corner and watching them enviously. Finally, he couldn't help but take his legs and want to go, but the little arm was pulled from behind. Turning around, a soft-eyed middle-aged man bent down and gently licked his hair and said softly: "Jia Jia, can't go, daddy to play with you?"
 Gently sighed, Yi Jia turned his eyes, lifted and walked forward. He just took a step and suddenly heard a loud noise from the play area. He quickly turned around and saw that the lonely boy suddenly fell to the ground and his forehead slammed into the sand. The edge of the pit is on the cement.
 Zhao Jia’s eyes widened and he ran over.
 "It hurts, is it okay? Children, where have you been?"
 The two children who played the sand not far away just swept this side and did not help the people. Yi Jia took the little boy up. I had already made plans to see the scene of the boy’s bloodshed. Who knows that the boy’s forehead is only a big piece of purple, and there is no bloodshed.
 奚嘉微怔.
 This is a quiet and well-behaved child. He gently shook his head and licked his mouth and did not speak. Not to mention pain, not to cry, so quietly lowered his head, as if he had done something wrong.
 Yi Jia whispered: "Where is your home, my brother will send you home."
 The little boy reached out and pointed to a building in the distance.
 Yan Jia turned to see that Yu Yu had gone further and further, and did not notice his situation here. Anyway, just sending a child home, it doesn't take long, so he directly picks up the little boy and goes to the building.
 The little boy’s face also had a faint yin. He seemed to have never been so hugged. The little head was buried in the arms of Zhao Jia, and he dared not say a word, but when he asked him where he lived. When he is on the floor, he will raise his head again and point in a certain direction.
 Three minutes later, Yi Jia walked out of the elevator.
 The elevator door closed quickly behind him, the light was suddenly dark, and the smile on the face of Yi Jia slowly faded. He slowly lowered his head and looked at the black paper money in the corner of the pot.
 There are only two households on this floor, and the gray iron basin is placed in the middle of the two families. The air was filled with a touch of burnt smell, and the white paper money was burned into black ash, leaving only a little bit of edge that was not blackened. The burnt paper ash floated gently in the air, the lights on the ceiling were broken, and a trace of sunlight shone from the stairwell, and it was more sinister with the sound of dripping water that did not know where it sounded.
 Silent, cold, no popularity.
 Yi Jia hangs on the scorpion and asks faintly: "Which one?"
 The little boy pointed to the front.
 Yi Jia calmly held the child and walked to the door of the family and gently knocked on the door.
 There seems to be no one in the house, and the knocking sound of "咚咚" echoes between the corridors. It was clearly in a narrow building. At this moment, I didn’t know where to blow a cold wind from the bottom of Zhao Jia’s sole. When the black yin rushed to his chest, Yi Jia picked up the scorpion and wrapped his fingers. Bloody breath.
 At this time, a bronze scorpion suddenly jumped out of his clothes, suspended in the air, and suddenly trembled.
 boom!
 The yin wind broke down instantly, and no one had twisted two times and returned to his clothes.
 At this time, a heavy footstep came inside the gate. It seems that there are any heavy objects on the ground, and the iron-like footsteps slammed on the ground. The sound is far and near, and it is getting louder and louder, and finally stops at the door. The cat's eyes slowly turned black. Someone looked through the small round hole and looked at the Zhaojia outside the door.
 "Oh--"
 The door was gently pushed open, and a young and awkward woman stood at the door and looked at Xiaojia indifferently.
 The little boy struggled to jump from the arms of Zhao Jia, quickly walked into the door, hid behind the woman, carefully popping his head and staring at Zhao Jia.
 Yan Jia looked at the woman, and the woman looked at him.
 The woman's right arm was wrapped around the neck with a bandage, and there was no glory in the dark eyes, like a heavy stagnant water, staring coldly at Zhaojia. She has strong makeup, her cheeks are red, her face is white and scary, like a female corpse with heavy makeup because she is about to enter, so she stares quietly.
 The air is full of the burnt smell of paper ash. For a long time, Yan Jia smiled: "The child just accidentally bumped into the ground."
 The woman is still staring at him, not talking.
 Zhao Jia also smiled and said: "Who is this building recently passed away?"
 The woman stared at him silently.
 A long time later, when Zhao Jia planned to ask again, the little boy extended his finger and pointed to the opposite door. The woman’s rough and cold voice sounded: “The grandfather of the opposite family died three days ago.”
 Yi Jia looked a glimpse, just raised her head and only heard the sound of "砰", the door slammed shut in front of him.
 "Ding--"
 The elevator suddenly stopped behind him.
 He was still standing in front of the door, and did not touch the elevator button at all, and the elevator was already on this floor. A chilly chill of the scalp climbed from the bottom of the foot to the top of the head. There was no wind in the corridor. But in the iron basin in the corner, the paper ash floated fiercely in the air and sprinkled a little on the hair of Zhao Jia.
 With a bang, the elevator door suddenly opened behind him. Yan Jia's look turned slightly, his fingers clenched into fists, and the cold **** breath entangled between his fingers. He had not seen it, and he heard an excited voice.
 "What do I say? I can definitely find it! Hey? You Jia is here, why can't you find it? Ah! Look! There is paper money here, surely just died, these two families One of them, there is absolutely a problem. My compass pointer is disordered as soon as this arrives. This sinful yin is too strong. I have seen it in my life, only weaker than you."
 Yan Jia: "..."
 The eyelids of the single eyelids said, I just got up a little bit of a strange atmosphere, and instantly dissipated: "If this compass is met with you, it is not a problem of disorder, it has to be scrapped. You don't want to be indifferent." If Li is picked up, otherwise my compass will be scrapped. I have no place to cry. You, this man, is more powerful than ghosts. This is what I am so powerful. I didn’t directly take you as a ghost. Just change someone... ..."
 Yan Jia couldn't bear it: "... shut up!"
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 Ever since he was little, Xi Jia’s yin energy was strong, and every day he saw ghosts and ran into ghosts. One day, he accidentally broke the protection amulet. Celestial Master Ye Jingzhi happened to pass by and helped. Are ghost catching Celestial Masters all legit masters? WeChat official accounts, Taobao online shops, looking at gossip tabloids every day. Since then, Xi Jia has refreshed the lower limit again and again, and met a group of completely unreliable Celestial Masters. Binding spirits, doppelgängers, the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, the ghost market of Poyang… The door to a new world is slowly opening.
 Set in an urban city with supernatural elements, this is a love story between Xi Jia, who has a body of extreme yin, and Celestial Master Ye Jingzhi, nicknamed the King of Hell. The seemingly weak Xi Jia, in actuality, can rip apart ghosts with bare hands; the seemingly cold Ye Jingzhi, in actuality, is shy and gentle. A marriage contract binds the fate of two people together. See how the two people overturn the heavens in the gossipy and wacky metaphysical world.
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 Copy one: 
 After being dressed as the cannon fodder female supporting role in the book, Rong Yun has been conscientious and conscientious, not being a demon or causing trouble. 
 She didn’t understand, how could she turn the horror survival game into an Otome strategy game! 
 but! Everyone loves me, I love everyone, if only love can influence the big BOSS, she can love many times! 
 A certain cub: Sister, promise me okay, I’m very good! 
 Rong Yun shook his head indifferently, the little brat knows a P! 
 A joke: My sister is so fragrant, I want to die in my sister’s arms! 
 Rong Yun couldn’t bear to kick it. 
 A handsome: You are mine. 
 Rong Yun: ? ? ? 
 A grass: kiss me. 
 Rong Yun: ? ? ? 
 If she can’t afford to love, she should still hold the male lead’s thigh and work hard to the end! 
 Male lead: Then love me. They are all me. 
 Rong Yun: &nbsp;… 
 So terrifying! ! !&nbsp;
 Copy two: 
 “Exotic Hunt” swept the Star Alliance. 
 Rong Yun was thrown into the doomsday horror game. Others were playing games, but she was dying. 
 The only way to leave the game is to follow the male protagonist. Rong Yun didn’t want to be a peach blossom for the male protagonist Long Aotian, so he had to trick him, who was still young, to be his little brother. 
 However, she never thought that the male protagonist Long Aotian would have more than one identity in the game! 
 【Before you know the truth】 
 Rong Yun: As a younger brother, you must be conscious of your younger brother, and you must protect your boss, you know? 
 Long Aotian male protagonist: Good boss! No problem boss! 
 【After learning the truth】 
 Rong Yun: The game misunderstood me! ! ! 
 The hero Long Aotian struggles: Impossible, it can’t be me! 
 Long Aotian male protagonist is really fragrant: That’s right, it’s me.&nbsp;
 Content tags: Time Traveling Ability Unlimited Streaming Female Match 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Rong Yun ┃ Supporting role: Others ┃ Others: 
 One-sentence introduction: firmly grabbed the male protagonist and rubbed his thighs hard 
 Purpose: Live hard and be positive.
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 [Warm mine clearance: The game rules of this book have a limit on the number of survivors. Readers who don’t like this cruel setting, please read carefully, and hereby inform. 】 
 ——The lucky one who survived a catastrophe, in the supernatural world, can you survive again? 
 Fu Lanyu died once. 
 Since then, she has been living in endless horror games, crossing, making money and killing her life. 
 He has seen a lot of ghosts, experience soars, Wen Neng talks about it, Wu Neng raises his sword and sees blood. 
 “I am a king in every respect.” 
 Until she met Qiao Yunzheng, she finally found the same kind. 
 Finally I found someone more shameless than myself. 
 “Sister Lan.” The handsome man lowered his head and smiled, “This level is so difficult, I’m a little scared, you have to protect me.” 
 “Okay, don’t sneer.”… 
 [Lazy and calm, high IQ, wild goddess stick × gentle evildoer, a master of clearance with a knife in a smile] 
 This is a thriller comedy in which two big men show off each other daily, and fight against ghosts and monsters by the way.
 PS 
 1. The story is purely fictitious. The plot takes place in a virtual space. It is not a realistic background and should not be taken seriously. Imitation is not allowed; 
 2. There is quality and quantity, the writing skills are acceptable, and the investment is not a loss.
 Content Tag: Horror Unlimited Streaming System Shuangwen 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Fu Lanyu Supporting role: Qiao Yunzheng Others: WB: @银珠翼尾 
 One sentence introduction: the happy comedian in the horror game 
 Purpose: Cherish life, insist on fighting
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 The Special Investigations Unit is a covert organisation that no-one in the city knows about, dedicated to investigating bizarre occurrences beyond the comprehension of the living. The Chief Zhao Yunlan isn’t a simple guy either, being the inheritor of the Guardian Order, he has always been a righteous conformist, excelling between realms of the living and the dead. While investigating a school suicide case, Zhao is attracted to the calm and reserved Professor Shen Wei, but the Professor seems to be rather fickle towards him…
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 Ye Tianyi was the proud son of heaven, a man standing on the top of the world.
 Before the end of the world, he became the uncrowned king of the business world in his twenties.
 After the end of the world, when he awakened, he had 3 abilities, Thunder Element, Space Element, and Spirit Element, leaving other people far behind.
 Ten years after the last days, his abilities had already reached the 3rd tier, the strongest among human beings, and the only one who could fight against the zombie king.
 The name Ye Tianyi stood for the word “winner in life”.
 But God just liked to joke with people …
 On the day before the end of the world, Ye Tianyi’s half-brother Su Tianyun was reborn.
 At the time of the last outbreak, Ye Tianyi, who was awakening in a coma, was thrown to the zombies by Su Tianyun …
 This is a story of how a winner of “human life” became the winner of “corpse life”!
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 As soon as Gao Yan came back from vacation in his hometown, he found that there was an eight-handed wooden evil Guanyin in his suitcase that could not be thrown away. 
 The moment he stepped out of the temple, Gao Yan fell into the Guan Luo Yin scene. A prompting in his ears spoke: 
 Welcome to the game of the gods~ 
 First, please be sure to obey the words of the gods. 
 Second, the latest red hot post on the top read: Shock! The whereabouts of Chu Suibi, the only person in the world who passed the main god-level difficulty, is unknown. According to insiders, Chu Suibi is chasing his wife. Yes, you have read that right, that old dog forced Chu Suibi to have a wife! 
 Gao Yan, who has never involved himself with worldly matters, meets Chu Suibi, someone who is too keen to break the rules. 
 Gao Yan: I am a good person. 
 Chu Suibi: Me too. 
 God: Bullshit!!!
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 1. Yan Wei entered a black tower that disappeared into the clouds and accidentally entered a world inside the tower that was filled with all sorts of instances.
 In the instances, there were puppets leaning over to kiss a statue, paintings of people without eyes, a pale and dishevelled female ghost with a mouth filled with blood….
 Each floor was a level; if you don’t enter, you die. Only those who reach the top can live.
 After Yan Wei thoroughly understood the rules, he found that he had a skill called “Half Immortal” —- As long as he was in an instance, he would acquire an immortal body every second day.
 Yan Wei: Going wild.jpg
 2. Yan Mingguang who was ascending the tower took off his glasses and held a cigarette as he leaned against the wall watching the young man not far away slowly approach the boss. 
 The young man was calm and composed. With one hand in his pocket, he used his other hand to grab the boss’s hand and carefully examined it. His clear voice carried nonchalance: “Don’t move. Let me see what clues you have on you……Hey, stop struggling. You can’t kill me anyway……..”
 The clock ticked past midnight——–
 The young man’s calm expression changed immediately. He looked at the boss with eyes filled with fear and turned and ran towards him. 
 Seeing that the boss was now charging over, Yan Mingguang tossed his cigarette aside, frowned and said coldly: “Let go.” 
 The young man clung tightly onto him: “No! Save me!!!” 
 “Not saving.” 
 The young man’s eyes brightened: “Thank you!!” 
 Yan Mingguang who found that he had already crushed the boss’s head, “……..”
 3. One day, while the instance was being broadcasted. 
 The players who were watching the broadcast found that the thigh-hugging, weak and useless player Yan Wei had suddenly appeared before the boss all the other players were trying to avoid. 
 The audience: “??? Is he in a hurry to die??” 
 The next moment, the young man chased after the boss, shouting, “Stop running, I won’t be too mean!!” 
 The boss’s face was filled with panic, the audience’s faces were filled with confusion. 
 This was different from what they had in mind?
 *Cold and aloof gong with explosive fighting power who says one thing but does another x sometimes seeking death, sometimes faking cowardice, quick-witted shou
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 You said the wild dog I accidentally kicked to death was a human-faced dog? 
 The lovely Sawada-san in my apartment, is she a woman with a gaping mouth? 
 Those strange people that I often fix are resentful spirits? 
 Even the apartment I rented was notoriously haunted? 
 Please, do you think I would believe you if I rushed over in a witch costume during my working hours? 
 I am a staunch atheist. 
 This is a story of a former member of the pole road who traveled through Japan and worked hard to buy a house, buy a car, marry a wife and have children (Da Fog). 
 This book implements the traditional Japanese light style, and the scenes refer to the real Japanese structure. It is not solitary, decisive and cold-blooded.
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 Gu Mozhi is a demon who snuck into the human world and indulged in eating, drinking and playing.
 He found out that compared with purgatory where birds don’t lay eggs, the world was simply paradise.
 Until one day, he accidentally entered an escape game……
 Gu Mozhi: The ghosts here are really delicious.
 Ghosts: !!!
 Players: ???
 On that day, the ghosts remembered the fear of being coveted by Gu Mozhi as delicious food and the players…… were still trying to reform their three worldviews. _(:3」∠)_
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 Rimu Dynasty, Kingdom of chaos. Demons were rampant, and it was difficult for people to live.
 Gu Qing’an had not yet had the opportunity to appreciate his beauty upon transmigrating in this world, as he had to face the demon who targeted and devoured humans.
 Fortunately, she had a system.
 “I, Gu Qingan, have never been weaker than others. System, add it to me.”
 ……
 Many years later, Gu Qing’an, standing on the frozen void, looked at the newly discovered strange world under her feet without any expression.
 “Compared to human beings, alien existence is a demon,” she thought to herself.
 “Then, are all creatures in this entire world considered demons?”
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 I think my husband wants to kill me.
 Whether it’s forgetting to turn off the gas or finding the bathroom door locked after I just finished bathing, it all makes me feel that he wants to kill me.
 I know that I shouldn’t be considering this because we are a gay couple and we have been together for seven years.
 Our relationship is also stable, and he is very good to me.
 But I really think he wants to kill me.
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 Come on, draw a card, anyway, there is a magical sprite.
 Being pulled into an infinite terror system, Fu Xiangxiang has no love. The card system bound at the same time made her feel that she could still be rescued.
 Exploring the plot, investigating the truth, and trying to survive, but at the same time accumulating vitality to raise a card?
 Fu Xiangxiang: Sooner or later pill for spicy chicken system.
 Later: It’s so fragrant!
 Fa Xiaohai, the eminent monk of slaying demons: Enchanting, I can tell at a glance that you are not a human being! Dawei Tianlong. . .
 Ghostbusters Zhong Xiaokui: Rubbish, you should stay in the trash can!
 Tsundere Princess Liu Shishi: Where did the ugly monsters come from? Dirty my palace’s eyes and crossed them out directly.
 . . .
 All kinds of limited cards are drawn and used at any time, and the fun is endless. 
 It’s a pity that the main card Jindan monk Qin Shisan is more troublesome, and he has to start with a zero-level trumpet.
 Fu Xiangxiang: Hey, the main card that you bind, you have to raise your liver.
 Qin Shisan: Girl, why do you treat me so well?
 Fu Xiangxiang: Raising cubs always looks like raising cubs.
 Qin Shisan: I thought it was a secret promise to me, but I just want me to be a thug!
 Fu Xiangxiang (lighting a cigarette): A little bit is not bad. . .
 The supernatural suspense writings are about the infinite flow of Chinese style (?), the style of writing is the same as before, the suspense reveals the secrets, the reasoning is lost, the supernatural is the supplement, you know, after all, is the human heart more sinister than ghosts and gods. . .
 Little horror is not bloody.
 One sentence introduction: Come on, draw a card, anyway, there is a magical sprite 
 Idea: Find out the truth, solve the mystery
 Content label: horror suspense reasoning 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Fu Xiangxiang, Qin Shisan ┃ Supporting roles: Lin You, Zhong Xiaokui, Fa Xiaohai, Liu Shishi, Guo Daxia, etc. ┃ Others:
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 If Ke Xun could do it again, he would have never left his house to go out and flirt with guys, even if it would mean getting beaten to death.
 Weren’t they supposed to have just been taking shelter from the rain in a museum and looking at some erot*c paintings while they were at it? Why…did they enter the world inside a painting?!
 Mu Yiran: Every single one of us is acting out a role in the painting.
 Ke Xun’s eyes lit up: How do we get into an erot*c painting?
 Mu Yiran gave him a long, drawn-out look: Shut your eyes and lie down.
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