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... ess green mountains.
Splash...
A faint sound of water rippling on the surface spread outward, growing smaller in the chill.
The Daoist scooped water with a bowl and stood up to rinse his mouth.
Then he took out a toothbrush to brush his teeth.
The so-called toothbrush was actually a combination of toothbrush and toothpaste. Legend had it that a monk invented it; he mixed spices and medicinal herbs, then pressed them into a mold shaped like a toothbrush. Wh ...
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