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... p> All the monks sat unmoving, eyes closed.
Only at the very front sat a fat, pot-bellied monk in a golden robe upon a magnificent throne made entirely of pure gold, his gaze fixed upon the newcomers outside.
The Daoist stepped into the main hall, leaning on his bamboo staff.
The jujube-red horse stopped behind him, standing quietly in the rain. Meanwhile, the tiger-riding little girl followed him inside.
Just as the Daoist’s foot touched the stone floor of the ha ...
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