Super Shinto

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The autumn night was cold, and the house in the dilapidated mountain village was leaky. Under the thin blanket, Ziyue woke up with a start.

He had transmigrated.

Even though three days had passed, he still found it hard to believe.

In the past three days, he had gained some understanding of this world and knew that this was not any world he knew of.

According to the elders in the village, there were people, ghosts, demons, and immortals here …

Of course, he did not believe it.

However, the cause of his predecessor's death gave him goosebumps.

Did he encounter a ghost?

How could this be?

Ziyue sneered. This must be some confusion from the memory absorption.

He nodded affirmatively again.

Children wo

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