Since ancient times, sand devils have conquered villains

There is no doubt that the child behind the door who was stabbed by a silver needle between his fingernails and whose eyes were red with pain was the childhood Jiang Baiyan.
Shi Dai was very familiar with the sparse contours of his face. If you looked carefully, you could still see a small mole on the corner of his lip.

Looking at Jiang Baiyan himself, facing this scene, his expression was no different from usual.
To be precise, there was a bit of a lazy smile in his eyes, as if he was watching a play.

But...Same Tears?The only one who can shed shark tears is a shark, right?So Jiang Baiyan is a shark?Demon?
This, this, this matter is not mentioned even a word in "Records of Common People"!

She opened her mouth to speak but stopped, there were so many things she wanted to say and questions she wanted to ask, but they were in a nightmare, and Shi Dai couldn't say them out in front of the evil cultivator.

So sad.
My mind is buzzing and my heart is scratching.

"Why don't you come in?"
In the room, the man in black urged: "Don't you want to see my puppet?"

This man was the evil cultivator who imprisoned and tortured Guo Jiang Baiyan.

Before Shi Dai could react, Jiang Baiyan had already stepped into the room calmly. When he passed by her, he whispered: "Come here."

To be honest, Shi Dai hesitated for a while.
It wasn't because she couldn't accept the bloody and cruel scenes in the room, but because she had basic respect for Jiang Baiyan.

She and Jiang Baiyan were not close, and could barely be called friends. Under such circumstances, the past deep in Jiang Baiyan's heart was presented to her completely...
Shi Dai felt that it was a bit out of bounds.

Thinking about it from Jiang Baiyan's point of view, he definitely doesn't want anyone to spy on his past.

Shi Dai had never entered the nightmare realm, but she only heard that this was an illusion formed by obsession. To break it, she must untie the depression in her heart at that time.

What does Jiang Baiyan want at this age?
Jiang Baiyan had already stepped forward. Now was not the time to hesitate, so she quickly followed.

The closer she got, the more vitality she felt, and Shi Dai couldn't help but feel her heart sink.

The boy's appearance was fully exposed, he was skinny and sickly pale.
The short clothes on his body were rough and thin, exposing his lonely arms and calves. The skin was covered with wounds that were either healing or forming scars.

He was too white and too thin, his wounds were as ferocious as centipedes, and his wrists and ankles were tightly bound with iron chains, restricting his range of activities to this area.

Shi Dai's eyebrows jumped and she clenched her fists.
Before, she said in her heart, "It's not that she couldn't accept the bloody and cruel scenes in the room." She obviously overestimated herself. Seeing this scene, she just wanted to beat up the evil cultivator in black.

What kind of thing is it to deal such a heavy hand to a child?
She didn't notice that when Xie Xiu fiddled with the silver needle on the boy's fingertip, Jiang Baiyan's finger beside her moved.

A long-lost feeling.
Jiang Baiyan closed his right hand little by little, lowered his eyes and smiled.

This is his nightmare. The boy is transformed by his consciousness, and in a sense, he is one with him.
The pain the boy was suffering was being felt by him continuously, but unfortunately it was not very obvious, at most he could feel [-]% of it.

Pain surged throughout his body, making him feel the real feeling of being alive for the first time in a long time, and he almost trembled slightly.

It could be more painful.

Jiang Baiyan remained silent, his thumb on his sleeve brushed his middle finger, and then he dug his nails deeply into it.
It happens to be the place where the evil cultivator inserted the silver needle.
The severe pain caused his restless thoughts to calm down a little.

"It's not easy to find a replacement."
Xie's slender eyebrows were dancing, and she boasted: "If your birth date and horoscope match me, your muscles and bones must not be weak. I once found one or two guys who matched my horoscope, but my health was too bad and I couldn't survive the backlash of the puppet technique. Within a few days Just die."

Pulling the silver needle out of the boy's hand, he turned a blind eye to the blood on his hand:
"Don't look at this kid, he has a tough life. I was chased by Zhenesi half a month ago and got an arrow in my stomach. The wound was passed on to him - he actually survived."

Jiang Baiyan listened absently, looked sideways, and caught a glimpse of Shi Dai's pursed lips.

This amused him.
He had never seen Shi Dai show such an expression before. Her brows were furrowed and her lips were pursed into a straight line. There was no smile left in her eyes, and there seemed to be a dark fire burning in her eyes.

Is she angry?Why are you angry?
Jiang Baiyan quickly understood.
She was born in the Shi Mansion and was educated by a famous family. Shi Dai couldn't stand the behavior of evil cultivators.

On the contrary, he himself was indifferent to the situation he saw.
For a long time in his youth, Jiang Baiyan was exposed to such humiliation.When pain becomes a habit, it is no longer unbearable.

Just as she was about to look away, Shi Dai suddenly turned her head while the evil cultivator was dealing with the silver needle.

"Young Master Jiang."
She made a mouth gesture, pointed at the evil cultivator, then pointed at herself, and finally made a fist gesture.

Judging from the momentum, it looked like a cat baring its teeth and claws at him, asking angrily: "I'm so angry, can I beat him?"

Jiang Baiyan smiled.

"Not only can he be used as a puppet, he is also a shark."
Picking up the Shark Tears that fell to the ground one by one, the evil cultivator thought to himself: "After that war, the Shark Man was very rare. Nowadays, the Shark Tears can be sold for a thousand pieces of gold, and the Shark Pearls are even more valuable. As long as he is here, I will still be there." Are you worried about money? I'm just a bit stubborn and don't want to cry."

This child was young, but he was as stubborn as a wolf. No matter how hard he tried, he never shed tears.
The evil cultivator ran out of patience and was too lazy to waste words, so he simply used torture.

No matter if he is a mermaid, a jackal, or a stone, with his fingers connected to his heart, if he is pricked by a silver needle like this, even if he doesn't want to cry, he will still shed physiological tears.

"There are a few more needles here."
Xie Xiu turned around: "Do you want to give it a try? He..."

Before he could finish his words, a flash of sword suddenly appeared.
At the same time as he turned around, Jiang Baiyan drew his sword skillfully, and the dagger swiped across Xie Xiu's neck, drawing a bloody line of blood.

This was the first time Shi Dai saw Jiang Baiyan murder someone——
Even though it is an image in a fantasy world.

He started his hand so quickly that it was difficult to catch it with his eyes. The blade of the knife sank into his throat. It didn't look like swinging a knife, but more like gently brushing against a soft flower branch.
Quiet, fast, not even a hint of murderous intent.

Different from his weak childhood self, Jiang Baiyan is now far more powerful than the evil cultivator.

With the knife in his hand, the unsuspecting man in black, his eyes widened, fell to the ground.

The evil cultivator died too suddenly, and the boy bound by the iron chain looked up blankly.

Jiang Baiyan stepped forward and cut off the cold chains: "He is dead and I have unlocked the puppet technique. You can go."

This kid is who he used to be, and of course he knows what the other person wants.
It is nothing more than getting rid of the control of evil cultivators, escaping from the dark prison, and avenging the Jiang family.

It's funny to say that he couldn't realize any of these three wishes back then.

The chain was broken, and the boy's empty eyes gradually gained emotion. He lowered his head in disbelief and stared intently at the corpse of the evil cultivator.

Correspondingly, the illusion dissolves and reorganizes.

The dark little room disappeared. Shi Dai blinked and frowned at the sudden sunset.

strangeness.
Are they still in Jiang Baiyan's nightmare?Is this his next memory?
It was obvious that she had not returned to the Lotus Immortal's cave.
This place was a lush green forest in the mountains. She was standing in a small courtyard with a wooden house in front of her.

Looking around, Shi Dai couldn't find Jiang Baiyan.
However, by her side...

Shi Dai and the child beside her looked at each other in confusion.

It was Jiang Baiyan when he was a child. He was still covered in scars and was wearing a wrinkled and dirty brown short coat. Judging from his stature, he was a bit older than the child in the previous memory.

Seeing her looking straight at him, the boy lowered his eyes at a loss and tightened his cuffs.

Shi Dai tried to clear her stuck mind.

In the last flashback, the roles she and Jiang Baiyan played should be friends of evil cultivators.
Therefore, the evil cultivators had no defense against them and even invited them to visit the puppets.

So what role does she play now?
"Records of Common People" mentioned that Jiang Baiyan cracked the puppet-making technique at the age of 15 and killed evil cultivators with his own hands.
The child next to him must be in his early ten years at most. Calculating the time, he should be locked underground by the evil cultivators.

Is it possible that her current identity is that of the evil cultivator who has no conscience?
Shi Dai quickly denied this speculation.
The boy looked at her wrongly.

She remembered the boy's eyes in the darkroom, which were cold and emotionless. When he looked at the evil cultivator, there was undisguised hatred.
Looking at each other at this moment, the coldness in his eyes melted away a little, they were quiet and careful, containing unnoticeable expectations.

Brain shut down.
Seeing him so timidly, Shi Dai decided to test his tone: "Have you remembered what I just said?"

The boy was slightly startled and nodded obediently.

Shi Dai used the tone of a teacher checking in class: "Really? What did I say?"
As long as she behaves confidently, she won't arouse any suspicion.

"You said you would protect me and take me home."
He pinched the cuffs tightly with his fingers, his eyelashes trembled slightly, the boy looked up, his eyes were dyed red: "Thank you for saving me... I remember it all."

Very nice.
With her already shaky heart beating loudly, Shi Dai glanced at the scars on his wrists and calves, and felt a dull pain in her chest.

Jiang Baiyan, who was in his early ten years, was very different from the 17-year-old.

There is no ability to handle all crises calmly, there is no sharp sword energy and murderous intention, and there is no smile that often hangs on the lips but does not reach the bottom of the eyes.
He was still young at this time, like an unpolished knife. Although he had been tortured, he still retained his pure childishness.

When he looked at someone with expectation, his black eyes were clear and gentle, and he was so obedient.

Shi Dai felt very hopeless and her heart felt weak.

Listen to his description...
Did the person she played save Jiang Baiyan?
It is written in "Records of Common People" that Jiang Baiyan escaped from the darkroom several times and was captured by evil cultivators several times.
Could this be one of his escapes?They were all rescued, but they still didn’t escape?
Little is known about his past, and Jiang Baiyan himself is not around.
In order to prevent the nightmare from becoming chaotic, Shi Dai could only take one step at a time, stabilizing the young Jiang Baiyan first, and then wait for his true self to appear and break this illusion.

Fortunately, her role this time seems to be pretty good.

"right."
Secretly breathing a sigh of relief, Shi Dai leaned over and lifted a strand of blood-stained hair from the child's eyes.

His face was very white, with a few blood marks and stab wounds on his cheek.
There were also scars on the ankles exposed from the trouser legs, and blood was gurgling out.Because he was not wearing shoes, the blood stains spread on the ground and seeped into the yellow-brown soil.
It must have hurt.

With such a body, every step she took was in severe pain. It was hard for Shi Dai to imagine how Jiang Baiyan escaped again and again.
He is so young.

When she was in an orphanage, she was cared for by many people. Later she grew up and became a big sister who took care of her younger siblings.
Occasionally falling down or being slapped on the palm by a teacher are all pains that most people have experienced.Shi Dai helped the injured children apply ointment several times, but she always saw them whimpering.

Jiang Baiyan's life trajectory is completely different from theirs.
Because of this, isn't Jiang Baiyan not afraid of pain when he grows up?
The blood at his feet was really eye-catching. Shi Dai looked at it carefully, stretched out her right hand and poked the boy's back: "Is there any injury here?"

He was stunned and shook his head.
Then hold your breath.

An arm gently hugged the back of his spine, and his body suddenly soared into the air, enveloped in softness.
He didn't know how to move or what expression he should make. The moment he was picked up by Shi Dai from the ground, his body stiffened and his expression was unusually awkward and confused.

"Isn't your foot injured?"
After skillfully picking up the child, Shi Dai raised her lips and said, "I'll take you in."

Putting the unreliable evil cultivator behind for the time being, she is now a reliable adult.
How could someone torture a child to death?What a scumbag.

When Jiang Baiyan was a child, she just said that she wanted to "bring him home."
Judging from the bloody footprints in the yard, this cabin is most likely the destination.

The wooden door was ajar, and Shi Dai pushed it open and entered.

It was an ordinary farm family, with a hoe leaning against the door and a few corn stalks hanging by the window.
The furniture was simple and there was a bed in the back room. Shi Dai thought to herself while putting the boy on the bed.

What can be reappeared in the nightmare realm are the memories that are deeply impressed in Jiang Baiyan's heart.
Why is this memory important?The farmer saved him, but what happened next?Since Jiang Baiyan failed to escape in the end, did the farmer die at the hands of the evil cultivator, or...
Betrayed him?

Can't think of an answer.
Although she was curious, this was Jiang Baiyan's private matter. If he didn't want to talk about it, Shi Dai wouldn't ask any more questions.

Thinking of this, Shi Dai scratched her head in distress.

What role was Jiang Baiyan assigned to and where was he transported to?She knew nothing about this memory, and if she took the child to look for him, she would get lost and make things more confusing.
This is his memory. It won't be a problem for him to find this wooden house... right?

By the way, there are also sharks.
Why are there so many mysteries surrounding Jiang Baiyan?

tick.
Another drop of blood fell from the boy's ankle, staining the ground beside the bed red.

Shi Dai looked at him at the same time, and a blush crept onto the tips of the latter's ears.

"Yes, sorry."
He blushed as if he had just come out of a trance, and looked down at the quilt under him.

The originally clean and tidy bed was stained with the dirt and blood on his body.

"Sorry, I……"
The boy stood up in a hurry. Before he could leave the bed, Shi Dai pushed him down and sat down.
He pinched his sleeves out of habit, his face turned redder, and he said in a voice like a mosquito, "I'll get them dirty."

Shi Dai's heart almost melted: "It doesn't matter."

...Actually, this is not her bed either.

"How did you get hurt so badly?"
She couldn't see such a well-behaved child suffering, so she decided to coax him before Jiang Baiyan broke the illusion.

Although it is a nightmare, this child is part of Jiang Baiyan's memory... half of him, right?
Shi Dai thought for a moment, took out a handkerchief from her cuff, leaned over and stretched out her hand: "Come here, I'll wipe your face." The marks left by the whip.
The whip wound had not fully healed, and thin blood stains flowed from the edge. When the wind blew, it became wet and smeared on the cheeks.

Blinking slowly, the boy said nothing and quietly raised his head.

Jiang Baiyan has had a beautiful face since he was a child.

The evening sun sets off the glow, flowing in from the window, gold and red interweave, and the smoke trees sway.
The hazy halo is like melted watercolor, dotted on the tip of his tall nose, and some dots on his long eyelashes, fluttering down as the eyelash feathers tremble.

With extremely pale skin, she looks like a fragile porcelain doll.

The handkerchief slowly wiped his cheek, wiping away the semi-solidified blood stains.
An extremely ordinary scene, not considered an intimate gesture, but it made him feel briefly startled——

Therefore, when the handkerchief touched the edge of a scar, the boy subconsciously hissed.

Shi Dai stopped her movements: "Sorry, does it hurt?"

He shook his head, a little embarrassed.
In front of evil cultivators, he was used to restraining his body at all times and not letting himself make a sound. Only when the pain was extreme would a cry of pain escape from his throat.

I was distracted for a moment, but I couldn't even hold back this level.
He should have held back.

The blood on my face hasn’t been wiped off yet, should I continue?
Thinking quietly, the boy carefully raised his head again.

The next moment, he was caught off guard, and a cool breeze blew past his cheeks.
This is a very strange feeling. The wind itself has no body. It passes through the wound refreshingly, but it brings the comfort of ironing.

Like a hand caressing it quickly, and like a trickling stream of water.
Surprisingly, it didn't hurt that much.

Seeing the astonishment on his face, Shi Dai laughed lightly.

The child had bloody whiplash wounds on his face.Although he shook his head bravely, it definitely hurt.
She is not stupid.

In the past, she used this trick to comfort her injured brothers and sisters, blowing on the wound, and the pain could be relieved a lot.

"How about it."
Shi Dai curled her lips: "Is it better?"

Her gentle and bright smile, her eyes were like burning fireworks under the dusk light.

The boy seemed to be burned by the fireworks. He looked away and nodded calmly: "Thank you."

"What do I need to thank you for?"
Shi Dai helped him wipe his cheek: "It hurts when you get hurt, so there's no need to hold it in. I even fell down while playing eagle and catching chickens before, and I cried in front of several friends."

Well, as long as you can be coaxed, you can occasionally be an unreliable adult.

The boy smiled softly: "Really? What does an eagle catch a chicken?"

"It's a game from my hometown."
Shi Dai responded patiently: "One person plays the mother chicken, one person plays the eagle, and the others are chicken cubs, protected by the mother chicken."

As he talked, he actually felt a somewhat familiar sense of sight.
Isn't this...the demon-catching team they had led by Jiang Baiyan before Shen Liushuang joined?
Shi Dai glanced at the child close at hand.
Thank you Mr. Jiang for being a loving and selfless mother chicken.

Jiang Baiyan had his whole family exterminated when he was a child, and was imprisoned for many years. He must have never played market games.
Now listening to her describe the eagle catching the chicks in a few words, the boy looked up obediently, with soft longing in his eyes.

Building snowmen, watching fireworks, and receiving red envelopes during the New Year are also unfamiliar to him.

Somehow, Shi Dai suddenly remembered the smile at the end of Jiang Baiyan's eyes when he took the red envelope from her under the fireworks on New Year's Eve.

In fact, he would be a little sad, right?

... She also began to feel stuffy in her heart.

Seeing the subtle change in her expression, the boy whispered: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."
Shi Dai cheered up and smiled: "The injuries on your body——"

As he was speaking, there was a knock on the door behind him.
Shi Dai turned around and saw a familiar face through the half-open door: "Mr. Jiang!"

Jiang Baiyan nodded and pushed the door open.

Seeing his face clearly, the boy on the bed suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if seeing something fearful, and his whole body tensed up.

Why did he react this way?
Shi Dai was confused for a moment and then figured it out.

It can make his childhood self show a look of extreme fear. In this memory, Jiang Baiyan...
He plays that evil cultivator!

After finally escaping, the boy was followed closely by his enemies. The boy's face turned pale and he shrank back.
Looking at Shi Dai out of the corner of his eye, he hesitated for a moment, his body trembling with his voice: "You... run."

Shi Dai's corresponding identity is that of an ordinary farmer.
A mediocre mortal cannot defeat the evil cultivator, let alone protect him. Instead of staying here to confront the evil cultivator, it is better to abandon him and save his life.

He knew he was desperate, so in order to give her a chance to live, he didn't even say a word to ask her for help.
It's so sensible that it makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Miss Shi."
Jiang Baiyan's expression did not change, and he said softly: "Just go and wait in the courtyard, and I will take care of it."

Shi Dai glanced at the child on the bed.

"no need to worry."
Jiang Baiyan smiled: "I have a sense of propriety."

This is Jiang Baiyan's nightmare, and he knows much better than Shi Dai how to solve it.
Shi Dai was very self-aware and did not say anything to refute after hearing this. Before leaving, she touched the boy's pale fingertips.

It's a soothing gesture.

Some itchy.
Connected with the boy's touch, Jiang Baiyan remained calm and his fingertips trembled.

Shi Dai turned around and left, closing the door.

Jiang Baiyan lowered his eyes and stared at the small figure.

The boy curled up on the bedside was weak, thin, and covered with bruises. He looked like anyone could crush him at will. Even though his eyes were full of anger, he was not aggressive at all, like a fish waiting to die on a chopping board.

He smiled in a good mood.
This is himself.

"She saved you?"
Taking out the black gold dagger, Jiang Baiyan spoke in a lazy tone, implying sarcasm: "You really think you can escape?"

To the boy, he was the image of an evil cultivator.
To be fair, this arrangement... suits his wishes.

He hated his childhood self.

"Stupid."
The corners of his lips curled up in a gentle arc, Jiang Baiyan approached step by step, and slowly leaned over.

After blending into the Lotus Immortal Labyrinth, the mask drawn by the Painted Skin Demon is no longer necessary.Out of bad taste, he raised his hand and tore off his mask.
One big and one small, one taller and one lower, two extremely similar faces facing each other. Through the boy's dark pupils, Jiang Baiyan glimpsed his own appearance.

A look and body that disgusted him.

"Since I used you as a substitute, how could I let you escape so easily?"
Imitating the evil cultivator's tone, Jiang Baiyan whispered: "Why do you have such delusional thoughts? It's not your own life, and it's useless to force it."

These are the words he always wanted to say to himself back then.

The boy stared at him, his body trembling even more violently, and he suddenly gritted his teeth and pushed him away with all his strength.
Unfortunately, this body suffered too many injuries. Before the boy could step on the ground and escape, he was knocked down on the bed by Jiang Baiyan.

Just like in memory, fragile and vulnerable.

Dirty, cowardly, incompetent, childish, naive.

Jiang Baiyan was tired of him being like this, and he also hated himself as he was now.
In the final analysis, they are all shady things.

The dagger was unsheathed, but Jiang Baiyan did not stab him directly in the throat.
Instead, the knife was handed into the boy's hand.

Jiang Baiyan said: "Use it to kill me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a silver light flashed in mid-air.
Although he couldn't guess his intention, the boy still grasped the right moment and stabbed him in the neck.

From childhood to adulthood, what remains unchanged is his ruthlessness.

However, the movement was too slow and too weak.
Lifting his arm to hold the boy's wrist, Jiang Baiyan only folded it, causing the boy to let go of the dagger in pain.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his arms——
In an instant, he crushed the boy's neck.

Click.

The boy's neck bones were shattered, and through empathy, severe pain was transmitted to Jiang Baiyan's limbs.

Almost instantly, his Adam's apple moved slightly and he laughed softly.
It turns out that this is the pain of approaching death.

This is a nightmare, where the boy is an illusion in memory and will never really die.
His eyes were blank for a moment, and his body slowly came back to life. When he looked at him, he had an unending killing intent.

So Jiang Baiyan raised his lips and smiled, then handed the dagger to him again: "Come again."

In this memory, the "farmer" who rescued him was not a good person, but a fellow disciple of the evil cultivator.
The two set up a game, first pretending to let Jiang Baiyan escape from the dark room, and then the "farmer" rescued him, healed him, and comforted him.
When he believed it to be true, the evil cultivator showed up to expose the truth and laughed loudly at the sight of his shattered hopes.

Cheap trick.
Only those who are as ignorant as him will believe it.

In order to break the nightmare, the evil cultivator needs to be killed, and it is best not to let him know his identity as a "farmer" when he was a child.

An innocent and stupid dream, Jiang Baiyan only found it funny.

Salvation, protection, gentle words of concern, he didn't deserve those things, and he didn't even bother to ask for them.
Only death compares to him.

After an electric confrontation, he grabbed the knife again and strangled the boy's neck.
Tide-like cramps and pleasure swept through his body at the same time. Jiang Baiyan couldn't stop trembling, and he couldn't tell whether it was pain or pleasure.

He was self-righteous and weak, both in the past and in the present.

In this way, I killed my former self over and over again, and felt the joy of dying over and over again.
Jiang Baiyan thought, if he died at that time, would it be happier?

If he had not been obsessed with avenging the Jiang family, he would have died at that time——
Why can't he die after being reduced to this inhuman state?

The boy lost consciousness for an unknown number of times. The severe pain in his neck made Jiang Baiyan feel dizzy.
The pain approaching death was too intense, and even he couldn't bear it.

Time to end.

After closing his eyes for a moment and confirming that his voice was no longer hoarse, Jiang Baiyan said, "Miss Shi."

There is a window in this bedroom. If Shi Dai wants to take a look, she can look through the window at any time and see clearly the scene in the room.
Jiang Baiyan noticed that from beginning to end, she did not approach the window and stayed outside the door obediently.

She is a girl who knows how to measure.

——Jiang Baiyan was calling her.

Inaudible muffled sounds and whispers came from the bedroom from time to time. Shi Dai endured her curiosity and waited for a long time, feeling like there were ants crawling in her heart.
Jiang Baiyan's voice finally sounded in her ears. She knocked on the door and quickly put her head in: "Mr. Jiang, is it over?"

After his eyes settled, Shi Dai's unspoken words were choked in her throat.

I don't know what happened. The boy fell unconscious, frowned, and fell asleep.

Jiang Baiyan leaned on the edge of the bed with his right knee, his clothes were messy, revealing a cold white under his neck.A few strands of his messy black hair were soaked with cold sweat, and curled around his cheeks like little snakes.

His eyes were a sickly red, with the embers of desire and pleasure in them. His right hand, with distinct joints, touched his neck.

"When he wakes up, tell him that I died in his hands."
Jiang Baiyan looked back and smiled gently at her: "Thank you, Miss Shi."

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