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“Xiao Luo, you’re almost twenty, right” Uncle San watched Chen Luo work diligently, his eyes filled with pride.,When the rain had stopped, Lao San came over again to look at Chen Luo's hand. After making sure there was nothing wrong, he untied and put away the red rope.,“Is this the content of the brainwave records left behind by that wandering swordsman In other words, can I read the brainwaves of the dead”。