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This place was strange, it was an old dilapidated hut. There were no decent houses around, and there were some pottery jars in the corner. However, a rather unremarkable bowl caught his eye - it looked exactly like a Ming Dynasty bowl.,Just when Lin Haoran was about to give up, the door darkened and a woman in a robe walked in. Then the woman turned around without hesitation, and her loud voice rang out outside.,Lin Hao's head ached, especially his brain was buzzing. He struggled to open his eyes. As his vision gradually cleared, he saw several familiar yet unfamiliar faces.。