Under the pitch-black night sky, the moon hung high like a silver plate, casting down a water-like moonlight.
Amidst the summer breeze, the lush mountain forest gently stretched its deep green branches and leaves, and the waterfall flowed with a murmuring sound, yet it could not mask the noisy chirping of sandalwood crickets.
Fangyuan stepped onto the verdant grass, quietly approaching a wild boar.
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