It dragged itself desperately outward, leaving a trail of blood behind it.,Before me lies a beautifully decorated small hall. Two screens depict fantastical landscapes of mountains and rivers. In the center stands a stage, where actors are fully costumed and ready to perform. Below the stage, the audience is enjoying themselves - cracking sunflower seeds, sipping tea, and chatting amongst themselves. There are over two hundred people in total, all now lifting their heads to look towards me.,This is the theater building, called Zaxiantái. It's not outside Bai Zhang Cliff. He Lingchuan also came to his senses and subconsciously pressed his neck: "I'm fine."。