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On the Dù River within Zhúshān County, a small wooden boat was slowly moving along a narrow tributary of the river.,His body was sinking faster and faster. Yishu Yuan didn't know how much saliva he had swallowed, his consciousness becoming increasingly blurred. Besides the feeling of suffocation in his body, the surrounding water seemed to be getting colder and colder, and his struggles gradually weakened.,“Let him thrash about for a while longer, the harder the better. That beast enjoys living.”。