In the dark and dank dungeon, a man lay sprawled on the floor, his hands and feet shackled. His tattered clothes could not conceal the wounds covering his body.,Suddenly, with a creak, the door opened, and a sweet voice like that of a yellow warbler came, "Sister, your elder and younger sisters have come to see you.",But his tendon was severed, and he was powerless. With a stumble, he fell down, the shackles clanging.。
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