In this chilly spring, the wind on the river is as sharp as a knife. The mountains disappear in ten thousand hues, like withered graves.,“If you want to leave here quickly, come and help me carry the corpse. Be sure to remember to lift the corpse over her clothes and don’t touch the corpse directly, be careful not to be taken away a breath of living yang energy by the corpse.”,Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。