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... Yun Ziliang traveled for a while, they arrived at the boundless seaside.
Golden Treasure Mountain stood in the midst of the sea.
At this moment, the tide rose and fell, and the salty tang permeated the air. At the shore, Zhou Xuan saw a small fishing boat with a man wearing a bamboo hat sitting by the side, a stalk of foxtail grass between his lips.
He chewed on the root of the grass, the tip bouncing up and down with his movements.
Zhou Xuan approached the man an ...
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