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Chapter 166: A Surprise Isn’t A Surprise, An Accident Isn’t An Accident.
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... have much of a reputation yet. The incense wasn’t strong, so naturally, there weren’t many visitors.
A young monk, no more than seven or eight years old, who was wearing gray-blue clothes and carried a broom, was sweeping the fallen leaves on the steps in front of the temple. Probably because he was bored, he began to sing a song: “Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and in the mountain there was a temple. In that temple, there was a young monk-…”
Suddenly, a man came over. With ...
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