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... ony of voices rang out, “my lord” to the left, “honored mistress” to the right, and shouts of reverence that shook the air. At times, old men wept with joy; at others, middle-aged folk pleaded in despair. Soon cries of reluctant farewell whose meanings were hard to grasp followed. Chaos reigned for a full fifteen minutes. There were chickens flying, and dogs scrambling; until all was silent again.
Xia Shouyu hurried out and respectfully reported, "Daoist Master, all matters in the temple ...
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