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time flies, and in a twinkling of an eye, it is the winter moon again.,Lieutenant Shen, who had taken care of him all his life, hurriedly replied when he saw this behind the scenes.,the snowflakes fluttered on the mountain, in front of the thousand-year-old temple with Sanskrit sounds, but when Huo Si-Jue arrived here in his car, he was surprised to find the old monk in gray monks waiting at the gate of the temple.。