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... red his serving child to wait for Wukong. He transformed into an old man cutting wood in the forest, singing as he worked.
The song went, "Watching the chess pieces decay, chopping wood incessantly, slowly traversing by cloud-bordered valleys, selling firewood and wine with wild laughter indulging one's own joy. In the vast paths of autumn, lying against a pine root under the moon, waking at dawn. Recognizing the old woods, climbing cliffs and crossing ridges, wielding an axe to sever th ...
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