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Chapter 631: Return to Anqing
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... ghting up the guest room in the Daoist temple. The room was still spacious, and the bedding had just been taken out of the cupboard, carrying the faint fragrance of aged wood.
Everything felt as if it had remained the same.
The Daoist sat in the center of the room. From the bottom of Lady Calico’s brocade pouch, he pulled out a thick, stiff oil-paper package. Holding it up under the lamplight, he began to unwrap it layer by layer. The rustling sound it made echoed clearly in the ...
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