Don't Blame the Master for Not Being a Human Being
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"This wine ointment looks like it's thirty years old, right? Is this little Taoist priest so willing to give it up? But why doesn't it smell like wine?" Fugeng dug a little with his hand in confusion and was about to taste it, when his hand was slapped by Lingyue. Just as he was about to ask Lingyue what he was doing, he heard a sentence in his ear: "You idiot, you dug out the jar of other people's ashes!"
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