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... p> Mount Fanjing, Lingying Palace.
Once a place of bustling incense burning, it had now become particularly desolate.
Even the roof of the main hall had a large hole in it, roughly covered with a plastic sheet, which made it look very desolate.
Creak.
The temple door emitted a grating screech as Shi Xueqing gracefully entered and began to light incense as was her custom.
One stick of incense daily, a practice unshakable by thunder so long as Shi Xueqing re ...
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