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time flies, and in a twinkling of an eye, it is the winter moon again.,adjutant Shen's mood sank. He looked at the hostess. After a while, he said in a low voice, "Granny Sun, I think you'd better call them back, pops." I'm afraid it won't be much longer. ",the old monk clasped his hands and glanced calmly at the man in front of him, then he held the Buddha bead in his hand.。