Death, this is not because of his low mental fortitude, but because he is truly dying. A strong rope tightly binds around his neck.,Regardless of why he was inexplicably hung here after the high-speed rail accident, Lin Hao now wanted to raise his head and also wanted to untie the rope around his neck.,All eyes beheld a crowd clad in homespun tunics, their waists cinched with pale cloth belts. Both men and women sported long hair, styled into loose topknots atop their heads. The faces of the elder men bore etchings of hardship deeper than the yellow earth itself.。