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Tianning twenty-nine years.
Xuanyuan, a monk from Yunyang Temple in the north, unfortunately fell and injured his head. When he woke up, he went completely crazy.
Drinking alcohol, eating meat, and gambling!
The next day after I opened my eyes, I was kicked by the abbot and went down the mountain to catch ghosts.
Before he finished catching the ghost, he cut off the crown prince's hair.
Bald Donkey thought: It still doesn't seem right.
He held the hair and handed it out, with a hint of disgust in his tone: "Hey, give it back to you?"
His Royal Highness, who was almost bald, laughed angrily: "Do I still have to thank you?!"
The monk waved his hand nonchalantly: "That's not necessary, I, the Buddha, are merciful."
His Royal Highness: "Heh."
Monk: "..."
The monk who will die if he doesn't do something is attacked by VS the cold and mournful prince.