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A small courtyard enclosed by a wall of bluish-gray stone, about three feet long and two feet wide, with most of the area being grayish-black soil. Only a narrow path of blue stone was left in the middle.,Lu Xuan secretly compared in his heart, looking at the Ling Yingcao being eroded by the fine thread, he couldn't help but sigh softly.,The puppet stood three feet tall, leaning against the wall of the courtyard. Its entire body was made of unknown dried grass. It had a large head and a small body. On its abnormally large head, there was a grayish lump wrapped in dried grass.。