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Chen Xiuan put away his brush and ink, leaning on his cane, carrying a solid wooden lunch box in one hand, and walked step by step towards the city center.,Once upon a time, there was a fortune teller who calculated his fate and said that he was born with an ominous yin-sha body. His bones were full of yin and evil energy.,A pair of bulging eyes stared straight at him, the torn corners of his mouth seemed to be saying something.。