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... ld patrol down the mountain at three o'clock, so that the evils would pretend to be ordinary people, and they would be caught in the crowd and the ordinary people would suffer.
Some of the monks who needed to pass through the city from the sacred gates would go down to play in the city for two days. It’s not that they don’t have self-control. It’s really too much fun and fun in the city. I always feel that I have flown from above. I still can’t eat and drink, just like what I lost.
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