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Uncle Liao was oblivious to the fact that he was still using the copper sword against my neck, but the skin on his hand was already gray and dark, and his expression became very painful, while the color of the skin on my hand was gradually returning to normal, and after a moment he took back the copper sword and drew out a razor, then he cut the tip of his forefinger, and drops of blood fell into the mud.

A scream came from the ground, a large rat from the land under the drill, only to see its fur flashes a little dark purple smoke, towards the river and ran quickly, but did not run out of two steps will fall down in the mud limbs keep twitching.

Uncle Liao pulled off the silver needle inserted in my body, slowly walked to another willow tree leaned over to me, "Just now you heard any noise?"

"I think I heard a baby's laughter."

Uncle Liao nodded his head and gasped, "I thought you had invoked the old tree spirit, but now I can be sure that there is a baby spirit in this forest, and in all likelihood it is in that willow tree."

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