"It's the nineteenth day." The man in white who spoke reached out to pick up a white fruit and gently placed it on the stone table in front of him. Eighteen identical fruits have been neatly placed on the stone table, and with the one the man in white just put on it, there are exactly nineteen.
"Do you know that one day in this fairy mountain means one year in the world? The handsome young man yesterday is already in his thirties now. He may have already married a wife and had children, who knows?"
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