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... he arrived at the courtyard responsible for concocting medicinal herbs at the Daoist Temple. From afar, she saw an elder in a robe with five stalks of rice embroidered on it, fiddling with herbs in the yard.
"Mr. Zhang." Seeing the elder, Xiaodouding called out crisply.
"Oh, it’s Chengyu! It’s been a few days since you last came, young miss!" The old man, with white hair and beard, smiled, but the next moment he turned and shouted into the house, "Quick, put away all the Polygona ...
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