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The ancient city gates of Taiping County towered majestically, with the weak winter sunlight piercing through the heavy clouds, casting dim shadows inside the gate.
The cold wind surged from the open space outside the city gate, constantly seeping into the gate in wisps and strands.
As Shen Qing stepped into the city gate, the winter chill hit him head-on, causing both Shen Xiaohu and Zhang Shuyuan to shrink their necks involuntarily.
Once they had passed through the ancient city gate, the cold wind gradually ceased.
The familiar scene once again appeared before the eyes of Shen Qing and his two companions.
The uneven ground was mixed with dark snow water soiled by mud...
The surrounding shanty was put together using various materials, crowded and sprawling as far as the eye could see.
