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Walking in the cold mountains on the road, the rivers and lakes are far away alone. An eighty-year-old woman carried a sword box on her back and walked hobbling along the mountain. Under the Thousand Buddhas and the tattooed man, Deng Jian'e walked towards the Buddhas under the Dahan Temple. Her lips were chapped and blood left along the corners of her mouth. Remembering the sound of the bell, the abbot stood on the top of the mountain and sighed sadly. The world does not know cause and effect. How has cause and effect ever spared anyone? "Song Juhan is lying on the grass practicing swordsmanship, the tattooed priest Deng Jian'e, the dragon sings on the golden armor of the pond, the sheep laugh under the fence of Nanshan, the lotus grows on the dust of the whisk, Xiao Tianshi, the jade-faced Toutuo Wang Zhongyou, the fish Xiaofeng on the Guanhai Tower, the book collector of Mobei Villa..." Which of these masters who can shake the world has a good end? The wind that went up Qishan was like a butterfly on the other side of the ocean. It flapped its wings and turned the whole world upside down. Even Deng Jian'e, who had been hiding from the wind and living alone in the world, fell under the Dahan Temple with his sword on his back. It all happened because of him. He entered the city gate on a skinny horse and entered the rivers and lakes with half an iron sword.
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