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... was faint and cool.
In a small, nameless village on the main path to the Xiyue River, three hurried figures arrived.
All three wore gray monk’s robes and had shaven heads. At a glance, it was clear they were ordained monks.
Soon, they reached the edge of the village. Seeing the disarray, they stopped in their tracks.
One of the monks stopped before a pile of black ash. He scooped up a handful to examine it closely, also noticing a few scattered fragments of clothi ...
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