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Lu Juren’s voice immediately grabbed the attention of Lu Zhuangyuan. “Gongs? Is it a wedding or a funeral? Let’s go!”
They were very sensitive to the sound of gongs as performers.
They followed the sound as they walked through the main street of the village.
Lu Zhuangyuan could barely stop himself from grinning when they heard the sound of gongs coming from a massive estate, but his smile vanished when he saw what was happening.
The villagers were standing around a Daoist wearing yellow robes. He was wearing a black Daoist crown and was conducting a ceremony.
The Daoist was playing the gong while circling around a man being...
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