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简介：In the potholes he passed by, Mo Xiaoqi saw no one alive, but there were more than a dozen dead people. Each of these dozen people were in a posture of sitting cross-legged and meditating, and their images were lifelike. His expression was extremely peaceful, as if he had not suffered any torture or pain at all. Instead, he seemed to have lost his life in a deep sleep.