Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 223 Those Who Are Not Of My Race Must Have Different Hearts.

Chapter 223 Those who are not of my race must have different hearts.

Zuo Lingquan closed the door, walked to the corridor on the side of the cruise ship, and looked at the night view of the Spring River.

The moon was setting, the stars were sparse, and there were only a few lights along both sides of the river. Apart from the dark earth, not much could be seen.

Because the wives were watching, Zuo Lingquan did not dare to go back and chat with the concubine, holding a candle, and blew the cold wind alone for a while. He wanted to chat with Jiang Yi, who was helping the concubine to review the files, but he heard a few words coming from the Huafang. Voice chat:

"Who is playing cotton?"

"Is there any?... It seems to be true, over there at Ling Quan..."

Zuo Lingquan was stunned, and after listening for a while, he discovered that the tune of "Dang Dang~" was faintly echoing on the cruise ship.

He thought it was the musicians on the boat playing music just now, but then he realized that the music was played carelessly.

Zuo Lingquan walked along the verandah for a while following the sound of the music, and came to Xie Qiutao's window. He raised his eyes and looked up - a petite girl lying on the tea couch holding a pipa, her feet dangling in the air and her hands dangling. None of them plucked the pipa strings, and the way they played the music couldn't be described as weird, it was completely weird.

Realizing that someone was passing by the window, Xie Qiutao quickly stood up and assumed an elegant posture with the pipa half-hiding her face. After discovering that it was Zuo Lingquan, she breathed a sigh of relief and pretended to be serious and started playing the pipa.

"Dang Dang Dang~"

Zuo Lingquan looked a little funny, because they had to pretend to be unfamiliar with each other to avoid the Hou family becoming suspicious. He did not take the initiative to say hello, but just stood on the veranda and pretended to look at the scenery.

Xie Qiutao drank a bottle of Immortal Drunk and was still dizzy. Besides being tied up by Shangguan Lingye, she felt a little depressed, so she just played the pipa here by herself.

Although he was a bit angry and dared not speak out against Shangguan Lingye's domineering attitude, Xie Qiutao had a pretty good impression of Zuo Lingquan. If Shangguan Lingye had finished using her and wanted to abandon her, it is estimated that only Zuo Lingquan could protect her, so she played It's quite sad, and has the meaning of "telling feelings through music" to show pity.

It's a pity that Zuo Lingquan is a martial artist who is not good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. He can only listen to the sound and fails to understand Miss Xie's good intentions.

However, there were still people on the cruise ship who knew the music. Zuo Lingquan had just stood for a moment when he heard footsteps on the cruise ship deck, followed by a clear voice:

"The green forest is on the mountain, the dusk rain follows the clouds, and the beautiful lady welcomes you to the east. I talk about my hometown in the vicissitudes of life, but I see the old tree still the same. The peach blossoms have fallen, and the solitary branches face the sea. Where is the wanderer. After a hundred years of hard work, I have never returned, and I am left alone. Ruining the temple and burying the bones..."

Waiting for the crown's voice.

Xie Qiutao played the pipa for a moment, his eyes slightly surprised.

Zuo Lingquan was also quite surprised. He turned around and saw Hou Guan walking out of the corner of the cruise ship, waving his folding fan lightly and saying:

"Miss Xie played the "Qingming Tune" very seriously... Hey, Fellow Daoist Zuo, are you here?"

Hou Guan was originally planning to get close to Xie Qiutao, who had great opportunities, but in a blink of an eye he saw an Independent Cultivator named Zuo Lengchan standing by the fence admiring the scenery. He stopped talking, put away his scholarly manner, and raised his hand to say hello.

Zuo Lingquan guessed Hou Guan's intention. He stood relatively far away, and there was no need to avoid it. He took advantage of the situation and raised his hand:

"I have nothing to do tonight. Let's go out and relax. Mr. Hou is very talented in writing. This poem is quite popular, but it is too sad."

In front of the guests, Hou Guan didn't show any dissatisfaction when he was disturbed. He nodded to Xie Qiutao, who was watching the play in the room, and walked up to Zuo Lingquan, saying:

"I'm a practitioner like Zuo Fellow Daoist, so I don't know how to recite poems and compose Fu. This poem was written by my ancestors, and it fits well with Miss Xie's song. I laughed."

Zuo Lingquan was surprised when he heard that it was written by "Sixiang Shenhou":

"I have admired the name of 'Sixiang Shenhou' for a long time. I used to only know that he was a master of the immortal family, but I didn't expect that he was also a master of both civil and military skills. I am ignorant and ignorant."

"It's not considered ignorant. My ancestors can recite poems and compose Fu, but they never write them. Outsiders really don't know. This poem was written by our ancestors during his travels. I don't know how many years ago."

Xie Qiutao knew how to play music and also knew a little poetry. Leaning against the window, she said curiously:

"This poem seems to be "Magpie Bridge Immortal". Could it be that Hou Laozu wrote it in memory of a certain old man?"

Hou Guan originally wanted to tell Xie Qiutao a story to arouse his interest, but it was a pity that Zuo Lingquan was a bit of a spoiler in front of him, and he was not easy to push people away, so he could only continue:

"That's right. I heard from my elders that when my ancestor traveled around, he met a woman on the seashore in the north of Yunzhou. Pitiful."

The daughter's family is soft-hearted, and they will worry about this kind of story about a scumbag and a strong woman, and Xie Qiutao is the same. She frowned and said:

"The result? Your ancestor rescued the girl?"

Hou Guan shook his head and sighed: "How can outsiders help with this kind of thing? When the ancestor passed by again, that place became a 'Fairy Tomb', and there is still a big peach tree growing there. Time, I can take you there to have a look, it's not too far away for more than a thousand miles."

"ah?"

Xie Qiutao felt that the story was not pleasant at all, so she pursed her lips and said:

"What's the use of going to the grave? If there is a chance, you should catch that heartless man, kill him and bury him next to him."

Zuo Lingquan felt that this story was a bit familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, he asked:

"What happened to the heartless man?"

"Sigh, my daughter's family is pitiful here. She was deceived to death by a heartless man, and she didn't want to reveal her identity, so as not to let the man suffer. If I know who it is, I must go with Miss Xie and arrest that fellow in the grave. Kowtow to make atonement..."

Hou Guan felt sad for a moment, seeing that Zuo Lingquan was not up to the mark at all, and had no intention of leaving, so he could only give up the plan of getting close, and left first after saying a few words.

Xie Qiutao was really attracted by the story just now, after Hou Guan left, she thought for a while and said:

"Left Fellow Daoist, can you find that heartbreaker?"

The meaning of this is to ask Zuo Lingquan's network is so strong, can he find out who it is.

Zuo Lingquan recalled the past and remembered that the ancestor Shangguan told a similar story, but he didn't know if it was the same person. He thought for a while and shook his head:

"Pay attention in the future. It sounds like it happened a hundred years ago. I can't tell the truth. Miss Xie, go to bed early, and I will go back to my room."

"oh."

Seeing this, Xie Qiutao didn't say much and continued to play the cotton with her pipa in her arms...

——

Dang Dang Dang~

Zuo Lingquan listened to the out-of-tune pipa and walked back to his room along the corridor. Thinking about the story just now, he opened the door without paying too much attention.

The lights were still on in the room, but Shangguan Lingye was not in the living room.

As Zuo Lingquan closed the door, he glanced around and saw that the lights in the bedroom were dim and the red gauze curtains were hanging down, giving the big round bed that already exuded a charming atmosphere a bit more ambiguity.

The red palace shoes fell on the floor casually, and there was a dress hanging beside the bed. The formerly gorgeous and noble Dowager Empress rested her upper body on her elbows and her cheeks in her hands, lying in the middle of the big round bed.

The clothes on her body were changed into a red nightgown. The fabric was light and silky, but not transparent. It exuded a smooth color under the dim light.

The fabric of the red nightgown is extremely soft. As you lie down, the fabric naturally sticks to the waist and back without showing any wrinkles. You can even faintly see the outline of the lace up Huajianli's back; if the shoulders are cut into shape, the waist will be The lines in the middle narrowed to the narrowest point, and suddenly plumped up, turning into a big peach with perfect arc.

Because the fabric is too soft, even if there is no deliberate movement, just putting it on the body, there is still a faint line between the big round peaches.

The most frightening thing is that the Princess Toffee is lying with her back to the door, lying down casually, with her calves bent and swinging back and forth in the air. She is wearing black gauze stockings, and her feet wrapped in black silk are slightly arched from time to time. , and stretched out.

The nightgown slid down to the crook of her legs, and it seemed like she could see something through the gap, but it seemed like she couldn't see anything at all.

(⊙﹏⊙)! !

Zuo Lingquan was caught off guard by such a provocative gesture. Before his wives could notice, he quickly closed his right eye.

Maybe he found that it was wrong to close only his right eye, so he wanted to close his left eye as well, but before he could, the graceful beauty in the bedroom turned around.

Shangguan Lingye turned sideways and lay on his side with his left arm supporting his upper body. The bulging skirt of his clothes was very tight, making the waist and hip curves more graceful. She frowned lightly and asked:

"What are you looking at?"

"Forehead……"

Only then did Zuo Lingquan see that Shangguan Lingye had an open book in front of him. He was probably lying down reading just now.

Tuanzi also squatted on the book, strangely covering his eyes with his wings. When he noticed someone entering the room, he turned around:

"grumble?"

Zuo Lingquan quickly looked away and spread his hands awkwardly:

"Empress, why are you..."

Shangguan Lingye lowered his head and traced his figure - nothing was missing, even his feet were tightly wrapped.

"What's wrong with me? You go out for a stroll, and I'm reading in the room, and you still have to stand and sit, and you pretend to be your Taoist companion, but you really treat me as a Taoist companion?"

? ?

Zuo Lingquan felt that Grandma Toffee was seducing people, but he had no evidence and could only say:

"Your Majesty, you just read a book. Why did you take off your disguise? Even your skirt..."

Shangguan Lingye raised her hand and hooked it lightly, and her dress and makeup returned to her female Independent Cultivator appearance:

"I have a profound spiritual practice. Just lie down in the room and feel comfortable as you please. Do you have any questions?"

"Your Majesty is a wise lady. She knew I was coming in. Why didn't you put your clothes in advance..."

"I was fascinated by reading. You knew I was in the house, why didn't you knock on the door?"

"..."

Zuo Lingquan had nothing to say and nodded: "It's my fault, please continue reading, I won't disturb you." After saying that, he came to the tea table and sat down.

"Hmph~" Shangguan Lingye moved his jade fingers slightly, changed into a more homely outfit, and continued to lie down and read a book.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't see the bedroom from where he was sitting, so he felt a little relaxed, but the shocking glimpse just now still lingered in his mind, and he even forgot the little story he heard.

He was just about to meditate and kill the boring time when Tuanzi suddenly fluttered out of the bedroom and landed directly on his lap.

"Chi chi chi chi..."

Tuanzi was a little excited. He kept gesticulating with his little wings and kept shouting. He should be saying:

"Go and take care of the wet nurse. She's gone crazy. She's looking at a picture album of villains fighting. She just learned to draw the people in it. She put herself in a very weird posture and hung herself on a rope. She's alone compared to my mother. I was very nervous when I was in the house..."

It's a pity that Zuo Lingquan didn't understand what Tuanzi was talking about at all, and thought that Tuanzi didn't like being a reading companion, so he just pampered her and rubbed her...

——

Nothing to say all night.

Early the next morning, the cruise ship sailed down the tributary of the Yanjiang River and arrived at Linhai County.

For the Hou family to be famous in the spiritual world, they must be a prominent family in a county. In order not to disturb the people, the area of ​​more than a hundred miles to the west of Linhai County was assigned to the Hou family as a private jurisdiction.

Zuo Lingquan stood on the bow of the boat and looked towards the river bank. He could see towering ancient trees and green fields on the river bank. There were many birds and animals living among them, and there were monks running back and forth to take care of them. At first glance, it looked like a wild zoo.

The Hou family's manor is located on the seaside, with excellent terrain close to mountains and rivers. From a meteorological point of view, it is also a small blessed place suitable for spiritual practice. However, looking from a distance, the entire hill is bare, with countless white stone tablets stuck in it. There is a manor on the top of the mountain, which is incompatible with the surrounding mountains and fields surrounded by green forests.

Shangguan Lingye stood beside Zuo Lingquan and frowned slightly when he saw this scene. Her vision was much better than that of Zuo Lingquan, and she could see clearly that all the graves were under the white stone tablets.

It looks weird to build the villa on top of a tomb hill, but the sky is clear and blue, the sky is clear, and it doesn't make people feel gloomy. Overall, it's a bit weird.

Xie Qiutao stood not far away from the two of them. After a few glances, he felt a little worried about his own safety and wanted to say a few words, but Hou Guan was nearby, so he finally gave up.

The boat docked at the bend of the river under the tomb mountain. A winding stone road led to Sixiang Villa. Family members were already waiting by the river to greet them.

Zuo Lingquan walked among the crowds and looked at the tens of thousands of tombs on the hillside. Some were large and some were small, but without exception they were all monuments without words. Judging from the arrangement, it was not a formation, but simply arranged in order from the oldest to the newest. made.

The group of people were all monks and they went up the mountain very quickly. In less than half a cup of tea, they reached the Sixiang Villa on the top of the mountain.

The villa is built in a rather simple and restrained way, just like any other house in the world. The only unusual thing is that there is a temple built on the side of the villa. What is enshrined in it is not a statue of a god, but a lifelike White Tiger. There is also an incense altar underneath. .

The four elephants are divided into Azure Dragon White Tiger and Vermilion Bird Black Tortoise. It stands to reason that Four Elephants Villa should enshrine the gods and earth animals, so it should be dedicated to all four. It is a bit special to pay tribute to White Tiger alone.

Zuo Lingquan asked casually about this, and Hou Guan's answer was "White Tiger is in the west, and Sixiang Villa is in the west of Yuyaozhou", which makes sense.

Sixiang Villa is somewhat large, but most of the clan members are running businesses in other places, and there are not many people staying at home, so the entire villa looks a bit empty.

After Hou Guan returned to the villa, he arranged accommodation for the guests who came over.

Shangguan Lingye's purpose was to see what medicines were sold in the gourds of the Hou family. He originally planned to stay put and wait until the 'Four Elephants God Hou' saw Xie Qiutao, then secretly investigate and decide whether to take action.

But what Shangguan Lingye didn't expect was that before she followed the servant to the arranged guest house, Hou Guan chased her from behind and said:

"Left Fellow Daoist, please stay. Ancestor, please come over and talk."

Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye paused and looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

Zuo Lingquan turned around calmly and said:

"Oh? Could it be that the Four Elephant God Marquis still recognizes this little person like me?"

Hou Guan was actually quite surprised. Before he could alert his ancestor about bringing his guests back, his message had already been sent to him. He smiled and said:

"I don't know either. My ancestor has a vast Divine Ability. He may have heard of you two. Let me take you there."

Shangguan Lingye narrowed his eyes slightly and felt that he had come to the right place for this trip.

She was already in someone else's house, and it was too late to run away if something happened. She secretly greeted Tang Jingxun and asked Jingxun to inform her mother-in-law before turning around and heading to the back mountain with Zuo Lingquan.

Xie Qiutao followed them to another place to stay. When she looked back, she saw the two of them following Hou Guan. There was a bit of doubt on her face, but she couldn't say anything, so she just became more cautious.

——

The back mountain is at the back of Sixiang Villa, and beyond is the boundless East China Sea. After climbing over the top of the mountain, there is a hunting sea breeze blowing up, rolling up the dry grass and dead leaves on the ground.

Zuo Lingquan followed Hou Guan as he walked, being careful along the way, and came to the back hill adjacent to the coast. What he saw was a garden. It was quite large, but over the years, the buildings had become dilapidated.

The garden is not inhabited by people, but by various birds and animals, all of which are aged. Tigers and leopards without teeth, cranes and eagles with hairless hair. Some are skinny, some are missing arms and legs. They no longer make a sound when they see strangers, but Lying in his lair a little dull, it seemed that he had lost his fighting spirit.

Outside the old garden, there is also an endless cemetery.

A young man wearing a scholar's robe, holding a shovel in his hand, was digging a hole at the end of the cemetery, spreading shovelfuls of soil around him.

There was an old dog with a big frame but not much meat beside him. He watched the scholar dig a hole. After digging for a while, the old dog slowly crawled in and lay down. When he felt that the size was not suitable, he got up again and dug two holes with his paws. Down.

Then the scholar continued digging and said:

"I used to dig so many holes for others, but I didn't know how to dig one for myself. Now I can't dig it, so let me dig it. No matter how beautiful I dig it, you will think it's inappropriate, because no one will think it's appropriate to bury themselves in a hole. So don’t be so particular about it.”

The old dog lay in front of him, just staring at the pit without any reaction.

In front of him is the lonely grave thousands of miles away, and behind him is the old beast in the residual garden.

When Zuo Lingquan came over, he imagined all the possibilities of the 'Four Elephant Divine Marquis', but he never expected to see a young scholar who looked like a lunatic digging a grave for a dog on a barren mountain.

Shangguan Lingye also frowned and slowed down a bit.

After Hou Guan brought the two of them to the old garden, he did not go any further and said with a smile:

"The ancestor is in front. He looks very young, but he is definitely older than the three of us combined. The ancestor is a friendly person, so you two can just go over."

After Zuo Lingquan nodded, he walked towards the scholar and stopped when he was more than thirty feet away.

rub rub --

In the cemetery, the scholar did not greet the two people behind him, but kept digging a hole with a shovel. Gradually, only a head could be seen, and the whole person stood in the hole.

The old dog climbed in and tried several more times, but the last time he didn't come up again. The reason why he didn't come up was because he was satisfied with the hole he dug. Instead, he lay down and closed his eyes, and never opened them again.

The scholar jumped out of the grave pit, refilled the excavated soil, and built a grave bag. Then he took out a wordless tablet from Linglong Pavilion and inserted it in front of the grave bag.

Shangguan Lingye and Zuo Lingquan watched all this while enjoying the sea breeze. They understood what the scholar was doing, but they didn't understand what the scholar wanted to do when he called them here.

After the scholar erected the stone tablet, he clapped his hands and looked back at Zuo Lingquan:

"Zuo Jianxia, ​​I've kept you waiting for a long time."

Zuo Lingquan didn't know the other party's intention, so he spoke first:

"Do you know me?"

The scholar was honest: "The number one among the younger generation of the Nine Sects, I naturally know him."

"..."

Shangguan Lingye saw that the other party knew the details and confirmed that the other party was here for Zuo Lingquan. She frowned and asked:

"Are you from the Youying alien race?"

The scholar stuck the shovel into the ground, turned around and walked towards the seaside:

"Don't panic, you two. There is no ambush around, I'm the only one here. The visitor is a guest. No matter whether it's friend or foe, you have to take care of a cup of tea."

Zuo Lingquan looked at Shangguan Lingye. Shangguan Lingye hesitated for a moment and then followed him. Naturally, he followed suit.

The hillside by the sea is full of tombs, and tens of thousands of stone tablets look like a white stone forest in the sun, with no end in sight.

The scholar walked in front, his footsteps seemed to be unhurried, but he had walked several miles in a short while, and finally came to the top of a natural reef by the sea.

The reef is like a large platform with a hut on it and a tea table outside.

The scholar picked up the teapot, poured two bowls of tea, then walked to the edge of the reef and sat down, looked at the endless East China Sea, and said:

"Does Zuo Jianxia know what is buried in the cemetery behind?"

The two came to the reef and sat down near the tea table without touching the tea.

Zuo Lingquan glanced at the cemetery: "Are all the dead birds and beasts buried?"

The scholar nodded lightly: "Do you think I'm so different?"

Shangguan Lingye couldn't see through the scholar's thoughts, but felt that this move was not unusual, so she said:

"Spiritual beasts are like close friends, and it is their duty to bury them generously. Why do you say something different?"

"Not all birds and beasts are spiritual beasts. What you see outside are all valuable spiritual beasts. In fact, when cultivating spiritual beasts, there will be many old, weak, sick and disabled, or ordinary birds and beasts that are not spiritual at all; these No one wants birds and beasts. Under normal circumstances, they are either thrown out to fend for themselves or used to feed other beasts. Only I will save them from birth to death."

There was nothing wrong with this sentence at first, and it was a great kindness, but after thinking about it for a while, Zuo Lingquan felt a little confused:

"After you rescue them, don't you have to feed chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep? Doesn't the life of chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep matter?"

Shangguan Lingye wanted to speak, but when he heard this, he stopped and looked at the scholar.

The scholar smiled and said: "Yes. I thought this was a great act of kindness, but slowly I discovered that life does have its own merits. Unless everyone starves to death, it will always be a situation of the jungle and the strong. And the so-called benevolence and goodness are just The strong ones are protecting their own kind, but to the aliens, it is like a butcher's knife pressing over their heads. There is no right or wrong way in the world, it's just different positions."

This remark is a classic remark of heresy. Shangguan Lingye said in a deep voice:

"The right way will prey on the weak, but the right way has a bottom line. It will teach everyone not to hunt young animals, not to catch winter fish, not to kill chickens for eggs, not to ask for excessive things, and to maintain the survival of oneself, but also to maintain the survival of all things..."

The scholar didn't want to talk about these big principles, so he shook his head and said:

"What I want to say is that the world is decided by people, and good and evil are determined by people. I am also a human being, and I think this is okay, but after encountering some things, I empathized with them and found that people are indeed too domineering."

"What's up?"

The scholar didn't talk about the past, but said:

"Do you know why the 'Youying Alien Race' is called an 'Alien Race' by the righteous monks?"

Zuo Lingquan really didn't know this, he looked at Shangguan Lingye.

But Shangguan Lingye has never been out of Jade Yaozhou. He only knows that the Youying aliens are people who will do whatever it takes to cultivate, and he doesn't know much else. She asked:

"you know?"

The scholar looked towards the East China Sea and explained:

"There are no gods in this world, there are just people with different stances. The Eight Lords are just people who can reach heaven, and they are very different from the gods who live the same life as heaven and earth. Birds and beasts will no longer be birds and beasts after they have cultivated to the right state; and humans After cultivating into a deity, he is no longer a human being.

"What people can do to birds and beasts, those so-called 'gods' can do to people. They may sympathize with the sufferings of the people, and they may maintain the survival of the human race, but they will not treat you as the same kind, just like you will not treat you as the same kind. Birds, beasts, and even ordinary people are treated as the same kind."

"..."

This is the first time Zuo Lingquan heard this statement:

"Can this be the same?"

"It's the same. If a tiger has developed spiritual wisdom, it can no longer eat people; if a sheep has developed spiritual wisdom, it can't think about its fellow humans. It's not that they are unwilling to forget that they are 'born as beasts', but that this world is dominated by humans, and humans The rules don't allow it.

"It's the same thing if you change it to 'gods'. They have their own rules. If a person reaches that level of cultivation and doesn't abide by their rules, he is an 'alien monster'; even if the 'gods' are very tolerant to people and bury birds and beasts properly like me. , it’s just the mercy of the superior, rather than treating people as the same kind, I don’t know if you can understand.”

Shangguan Lingye thought about it for a while and felt that it made sense.

Zuo Lingquan asked: "How do you know that gods are like this?"

"I just found out not long ago. There are no true immortals in this world because a long time ago, a sage and sage cut off the path to immortality and sealed the taiyin god. As a result, the yin and yang were imbalanced and all monks were unable to enter the world for the rest of their lives. The 'Nine Gai Realm' blocks everyone's path to eternal life."

The scholar turned his head and looked overseas:

"The purpose of the Youying alien race is very simple, just to open up the path to immortality. Not all of them are demons. Some of them just want to go to the top of the mountain to see higher. But to you, those people are already equivalent to aliens. , just like sheep looking at sheep who want to become human beings.”

"..."

Zuo Lingquan sat up a little straighter and frowned, feeling that the news was really not good.

Shangguan Lingye didn't know whether this was true or not, but even if it was true, she could do the same if the Shangguan ancestor could not seek immortality and instead become the 'God' of ordinary people. She said coldly:

"You want to persuade me to return to the Youying alien race?"

The scholar did not mean this, but someone asked him to convey the news. He turned around:

"Whether you will join the Youying alien race or not has nothing to do with me; after all, I am now a level lower than your human race. What I am asking for now is just to seek justice for the 'monster' you call me."

Shangguan Lingye frowned: "What do you mean?"

"hehe……"

The scholar stood up and opened his arms.

next moment!

bang——

The sky trembled and the sea exploded.

The wind suddenly rose above the black reef, and monsters soared into the sky like wild waves, sweeping across the entire mountain and wilderness...

(end of this chapter)

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