Zhang Wuji knelt in front of Zhang Cuishan's tombstone, the cold wind was blowing, but he didn't move.

He thought about a lot of things in his heart, from his childhood, the happy life of his family on the island of ice and fire, to the most painful memory of his parents killing themselves on Wudang Mountain, and then his experience of learning Jiuyang Divine Skill by chance, and what siege of Mingjiao and the lion slaughtering conference...... The events he had experienced in the past were clearly displayed in front of him. The final picture is frozen on Senior Brother Song.

At that time, he had just been rescued from the river beach by Senior Brother Song, and the whole person was still in a state of delirium and complete loss of memory. He was covered in scars, and he could be called incomplete, and in order to save him, Senior Brother Song replaced almost all the silver taels on his body with medicine.

Senior Brother Song never called himself "Song Qingshu" in front of others, and only introduced himself to others as "Qiao Heng". How could he not understand Senior Brother Song's concerns, Senior Brother Song already has no commendable reputation on the rivers and lakes, if he reports his real name, in case he meets a hairy boy who has just come out of the rivers and lakes, maybe he will come directly to the Demon Elimination Guardian Dao. Senior Brother Song should be wary of this, but Senior Brother Song, who was so vigilant, chose to save himself, a stranger who had no relatives and no reason, and did not distinguish between good and evil.

When the night was falling, he and Senior Brother Song passed through a small village, and there was naturally no inn for the two of them to stay in such a place, so Senior Brother Song led him to borrow a peasant family for a night. However, now that the outside world is in chaos, how dare ordinary people take in two strangers to stay at home at will, if there is only Senior Brother Song, it may be easy to say, but he is covered with bruises, his arms and face are wrapped in bandages, and he looks like a troublesome person, even if he is not worried about anything else, he must worry about whether he will swallow his breath directly in the room during the stay, how unlucky.

Senior Brother Song knocked on the door of a family, and as soon as he respectfully and humbly expressed his intentions, the peasant family closed the door without saying a word.

He couldn't see the eyes of Senior Brother Song who was facing away from him at that time, he only remembered that Senior Brother Song was stunned in place for a few breaths, and then led him to the door of another house as if nothing happened.

The person who opened the door this time was an old man with a sixtieth birthday.

Senior Brother Song lowered his attitude and said politely: "I coveted the itinerary with my friends during the day, missed the inn, and hoped that the old man would take him in for one night." ”

However, even though Senior Brother Song bluntly said that he would leave the cost of the night, the old man who opened the door was reluctant to let them into the hospital. He said: "Don't blame the little old man for being ruthless, it's just that in these years, who dares to let someone who doesn't know enter the door." If the person who came to stay overnight was just an ordinary peasant man, the little old man gritted his teeth and hesitated to let him in, but you two ...... No matter how you look at it, you don't look like an ordinary person, so you better go to another house and have a look. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he showed a little annoyance, as if he was worried that his words had angered the two outside, he smiled wryly, and closed the door of his courtyard.

So, another door slammed shut in front of Senior Brother Song.

The wind at night was always three points cooler than in the daytime, and Senior Brother Song was turned away again, but there was still no trace of annoyance on his face, his expression was ordinary, as if he was accustomed to what happened to him, he stood at the closed door for a while, and then left without saying a word.

He followed Senior Brother Song to the third family, the master of this family seemed to know a little rough martial arts, but he was not afraid of encountering ordinary villains, the man in charge looked at the broken silver handed over by Senior Brother Song and was a little moved.

The night wind gusted, and Senior Brother Song couldn't help but cough lightly.

The man's face changed, he looked at Senior Brother Song suspiciously, and then at Zhang Wuji, who was following behind, and said, "With such a big smell of medicine, what kind of illness do you have?"

Without waiting for Senior Brother Song to explain, the man in charge of the house had already scolded with his head and face: "One is so tightly packed, and the other is crooked, and I don't know what kind of disease you have! I have seen a lot of shabby settlements like you who have come from the place where the war is fighting, and they say that they will only stay for one night, and if you really let you come into the house, you will live endlessly and are unwilling to leave! I know that you want to find a family to live in and want to walk more peacefully, but why don't you want to think about how bad luck it must be for me to have many inexplicable dead people in my house! Don't stay in front of my house, let's go, hurry up! Don't blame me, if you want to blame those generals who don't stop fighting all day long!"

Senior Brother Song was silent for a while after receiving these humiliating words, and then said softly when the man in charge slammed the door shut, "I'm sorry to disturb." ”

He followed Senior Brother Song silently on the country road, and after a while, Senior Brother Song seemed to realize that there was still a person by his side, and turned to him and said, "I'm sorry, I let Brother Aman suffer with me." ”

However, at that time, his mind was in chaos, and he didn't understand anything, so he just nodded blankly, which was to express that he heard his words.

Senior Brother Song didn't say anything more, and smiled kindly at him before turning around.

Zhang Wuji didn't know what Senior Brother Song felt in his heart that day, not so much that he suffered with him, but that he had caused him to be burdened, so he could only hate himself and nodded stupidly.

The two of them walked against the stars, one in front and the other behind, and I don't know how long they walked, and the two stopped in front of a haystack.

"Brother Lao Man has been sleeping on the streets with me. After Senior Brother Song finished speaking, he began to clean up the haystack, trying to sort out a place for the two of them to rest for the night, his movements looked very skillful, and after a while, he cleaned up a clean and warm place.

Senior Brother Song looked at the position that had just been cleaned up, and said with emotion: "The eldest husband uses the sky as the furnace and the earth as the furnace, and it is not a grievance. ”

They are all from the famous Wudang faction on the rivers and lakes, one of them is the only son of the Wudang disciple, the head of the three generations of disciples, and the husband of Zhou Zhiruo, the head of Emei, and the other is the righteous son of the Golden Lion King, the grandson of Yin Tianzheng, the leader of the Heavenly Eagle Sect, the former head of the Ming Sect, and the husband of the Shaomin County Lord of the Yuan Dynasty. However, at this moment, even if there are passers-by passing by here in the middle of the night, who would have thought that the two of them who stayed in the wilderness at night are actually famous figures in the rivers and lakes, and I am afraid that if they say it in person, no one will believe their identities.

Zhang Wuji withdrew his thoughts from his memories, he looked down at his wrist, and now he couldn't see the scars scratched by aquatic plants and sharp stones.

used to be a good brother, but he did not hesitate to turn his face and deny people for the sake of power. I think that at the beginning, the sentence "Martial arts supreme, sword slaying dragon, commanding the world, don't dare to disobey" made so many people crazy. He doesn't understand that the word power really has that much attraction?

I don't want to hurt anyone, but others want to hurt me.

He'll probably never figure out how to do that.

He knew that he should ask Zhu Yuanzhang for an explanation, and then personally go to the Mingjiao people to expose his true face. However, in the end, he was already a little disheartened, but he still didn't do it, and after returning to Wudang, he only sent a letter to Min Min and Yang Xiao, which explained the original situation, and as for other things - such as whether to take down Zhu Yuanzhang directly or hold back for the time being - he didn't say a word.

He followed Senior Brother Song all the way to Liujia Village, and after settling there, Senior Brother Song lived a rare life of purity and stability.

He thought, Senior Brother Song is now completely lost, his meridians are destroyed, drinking medicine is commonplace, if there is chaos today, once Senior Brother Song's identity is exposed, maybe it will attract other dangers, in this case, why not return to Wudang? At least he doesn't have to work hard, he can rest assured that he can recuperate, and he is safe. What's more, Uncle Song missed Senior Brother Song so much, and after Senior Brother Song died, they didn't raise their eyebrows for many days, if Senior Brother Song was willing to go back to Wudang, let the uncles and uncles know that Senior Brother Song was still alive, and let them let go of the burden in their hearts.

He thought so, he thought of his uncles and uncles, and also thought of Senior Brother Song's enemies in the rivers and lakes, but he only forgot the thoughts of Senior Brother Song himself.

Zhang Wuji got up from the ground little by little, glanced at the words on the tombstone a few more times, and then left the place.

It's getting late now, and Senior Brother Song is probably resting now. It's just that Senior Brother Song's room has not been inhabited for a long time, and although some disciples clean it on time, the bedding and other things must have not been washed for a while, and I think it will be more humid. The medicine that Senior Brother Song took in the past happened to run out yesterday, and before he had time to re-grasp the medicine, he had not taken it for a whole day.

During the time he spent with Senior Brother Song, Zhang Wuji figured out his temperament by eight/nine points. Even if Senior Brother Song had any physical discomfort, he would only endure it silently, pretending to be relaxed and natural.

Zhang Wuji hugged a new quilt and came to Qiao Heng's room.

He lingered outside the door for a while, and he understood that Senior Brother Song had completely annoyed him, but he was just ......

Zhang Wuji chuckled to himself, then flexed his fingers and prepared to knock on the door.

At this moment, the closed door was opened from the inside, and Zhang Wuji's finger, which was about to knock on the door, fell into the empty space.

Qiao Heng looked at Zhang Wuji who appeared outside the door, almost imperceptibly lowered his eyebrows and let go, he asked politely, "I don't know what advice Senior Brother Zhang has for visiting late at night?"

Zhang Wuji habitually let himself ignore the coldness hidden under the surface of Senior Brother Song's politeness, he said: "It's cold at night on the mountain, Senior Brother Song might as well cover the bed and new quilt." ”

Qiao Heng didn't reply immediately, he looked at Zhang Wuji quietly.

Zhang Wuji said: "...... I know that my brother is annoyed with me, and it's okay for my brother to scold me, but why should my brother get along with himself. ”

Zhang Wuji thought that this time Senior Brother Song either ignored his words as usual, or seemed polite but said something with hidden sarcasm, but he didn't admit that Senior Brother Song suddenly said after looking at himself for a while: "What Senior Brother said is extremely true, life is difficult and bumpy in the world, if you can make yourself happy, why bother to live with yourself." ”

This was really beyond Zhang Wuji's expectations, so he had to take a serious look at Qiao Heng's expression, in case the other party was sarcastic, but he was stupid and didn't hear his subtext. But Senior Brother Song's expression was as peaceful as ever, and his eyes were quiet and deep against the backdrop of the night, nothing different from before.

Qiao Heng took the quilt brought by Zhang Wuji with both hands.

Zhang Wuji always felt that there was something disagreeable, but if he really wanted him to say something, he couldn't say it at all.

……

Wudang faction, Taihe Palace-

Song Yuanqiao knelt in the center of the hall, his sword had been untied and placed on the ground beside him.

The Yujing Zun God enshrined on the stage is the famous Zhenwu Emperor, who is wearing his hair and feet and has a solemn expression. The golden boy and jade girl, who served as a guard and recorded the merits and deeds of good and evil, stood beside him with a dignified demeanor. The ever-bright lamp was faint, and the hall was full of wordless solemnity.

"Disciple Song Yuanqiao was born in poverty, lost his childhood, but fortunately the master raised and taught and taught martial arts, so that he grew up safely and became famous in the rivers and lakes. The disciple was fortunate to enter the wall early, the martial arts were not as good as the second brother, the literature was not as good as the fifth brother, and he had been the head of the disciples for more than 50 years. The disciples always keep in mind the teachings of the sect, abide by the morality of the rivers and lakes, and think that there are no mistakes, but in fact there are countless shortcomings, and the weight of the sin is difficult to fight. ”

Song Yuanqiao was not in a hurry, and he couldn't have said it clearly.

"If the Son does not teach, the Father is guilty. The child is ignorant and arrogant, kills fellow martial artists, kills his uncle and apostasy, and makes big mistakes, all of which are due to improper upbringing and arrogance and doting on his disciples. As a disciple of Wudang, the disciple should abide by the door rules and clean the door personally, but he is soft-hearted, has the kindness of a woman, and conceals the cover-up, which is a crime on top of a crime. In the empty hall, only his voice continued to echo.

"It's all my fault, the sins are unforgivable, if there is retribution—" The flame in the lantern jumped violently.

"Disciple Song Yuanqiao is willing to bear it with one force!" Song Yuanqiao kowtowed deeply and did not get up for a long time.

……

Qiao Heng did not hide his whereabouts at that time, and on the way from the foot of the mountain to Zixiao Palace, his figure was seen by many Wudang disciples. Within a few days, the whole Wudang spread the matter, Senior Brother Song was indeed alive, and the previous news was not a rumor.

To put it bluntly, Song Qingshu can be called a big stain since the establishment of the Wudang faction. At the beginning, after his "death", from Song Yuanqiao to Yin Liting, all the feelings were depressed, and the elders were in a gloomy and melancholy mood, and the disciples below naturally did not dare to mention the name Song Qingshu more. Whether it is because he disdains to mention this Wudang rebel, or he really thinks about the teacher, or simply to not touch the moldy head of the teacher, the name Song Qingshu is almost extinct on Wudang Mountain.

said that it was "almost", or because of Song Qingshu itself, whether it was the former jade-faced Meng Wei, or the vigorous lion slaughter conference back then, whether it was good or bad, he could be called a flourishing moment. The new Wudang disciples may not have seen Song Qingshu at all, but people in the rivers and lakes, under the influence of various rumors in the rivers and lakes, who would not know Song Qingshu this person? It's just that they know less, and more detailed and secret things are not known.

In this way, after learning that this senior brother Song, who had only heard of his name but did not know him, had returned to Wudang, the new Wudang disciples were inevitably curious, and inevitably asked the senior brothers a question or two.

For the sake of the master's face, they don't say a lot of bad things about Song Qingshu, but if they don't add any personal feelings, how good can they be?

In the past, the best of the three generations of disciples of Wudang, who was most likely to become the third generation of disciples who were pinned on by the masters, betrayed the master because of love, and even learned a poisonous kung fu and killed fellow martial artists.

Since Song Qingshu's accident, Song Yuanqiao has followed the teacher's order to study Tai Chi, and Yu Lianzhou, as the acting head of the sect, has to be distracted from the general affairs of the sect, so the task of teaching the disciples to practice martial arts falls on Zhang Songxi, Yu Daiyan and Yin Liting.

On this day, it was Yu Daiyan's turn to be on duty in the martial arts arena, and what he taught was the master's master's mastery of the Xuanxu Sword Technique. He walked back and forth among the disciples, pointing out the incorrectness of each one one by one, and personally correcting the irregular movements of these little disciples.

The shouts and cheers of the disciples resounded throughout the martial arts arena, and each station was like a pine, and the spirit was overwhelming. Suddenly, a bell rang throughout the arena. As the bell rang, the Wudang disciples on the field showed relieved expressions. Yu Daiyan saw their expressions in his eyes, and didn't say anything, just casually named the names of five or six disciples, and then said, "The rest of the people go back to rest, and a few of you stay." ”

The disciples who were called by name all looked like they were hanging their heads, and after the others left, Yu Daiyan said to them: "You haven't memorized the mantra of the Xuanxu Sword Technique?" Seeing that a few people did not deny it, Yu Daiyan immediately repeated the key to the sword technique, and then encouraged a few people.

Seeing that Yu Daiyan did not reprimand them, the heavy stone in their hearts finally fell. One of them remembered what the senior brothers had said before, he squirmed, but he still couldn't help but ask, "Senior Uncle, I heard that Senior Brother Qingshu can never forget the words of others, is this true or false?"

As soon as he said this, an elderly disciple who happened to pass by turned pale.

Yu Daiyan was stunned for a moment, and the hand that was about to retract the knife into the sheath also stopped. He said: "That's true, I heard the fourth brother say that when the major factions encircled and suppressed the Mingjiao together, even the exterminator of the Emei faction was ...... to him" Speaking of this, he couldn't say it anymore, the parties in this discourse, one has passed away for several years, and the other is still alive but acting like a wasted person, and now what is the point of mentioning these old things?

The rights and wrongs of the outside world cannot be transmitted to Qiao Heng's ears, he knows that his identity is quite an eyesore among many of his peers, so he stays in his room more often on weekdays, and has nothing to do to write and sprinkle ink, with white characters in one hand and black in the other, on the chessboard, entertaining himself.

He wrote down the four words "be cautious in words and deeds" on the paper, and felt that these four words were too restrained, and it was inevitable that there would be a lawsuit of words and tongues when they were seen, so he threw it into the brazier and burned it without regret, and changed it to Mencius's "do something, and then do something".

As soon as the pen stroke fell, I heard a noise outside the door.

"Disciple Ren Mingshan visits Senior Brother Song, I hope Senior Brother will see you!"

Qiao Heng's eyes were slightly gloomy, he dipped his pen in ink, then took out a new piece of paper and wrote the word "forbearance" stroke by stroke. He said in the house: "Recently, my brother has been ill and cannot see guests, I apologize for this, and I ask for forgiveness." ”

Outside the room, Ren Mingshan stood with his fists clenched. A man behind him tugged at his clothes, and when he saw that he was still standing motionless, he sighed heavily, and then turned and walked a few feet away. There was more than one person standing there, apparently all from here, and several of them whispered from time to time.

The people in the room seemed to know that he hadn't left at all, and said lightly: "Senior brother, please go back." ”

Ren Mingshan took a step forward and said loudly again: "I have heard for a long time that Senior Brother Song has made a good iron palm that shocks the sky, and Senior Brother Song has come to ask for a meeting, please give me advice!"

As soon as he said this, all the places where he spoke fell silent. It's just because anyone who knows the inside story knows that Song Qingshu was the Seven Heroes Mo Shenggu who was mistakenly killed with this trick to shake the sky and iron palm.

No one spoke inside or outside the house for a while.

Of course, Ren Mingshan said this deliberately, and he repeated: "Please give me advice!"

Seeing that no one came out of the door, Ren Mingshan's eyes were firm, and he said again: "Please give me advice!"

In the room, Qiao Heng pressed one hand on the word "forbearance" that he had just written, and as his fingers gradually shrank, a good word was almost destroyed.

Under the three invitations, the silence around him was as deathly as ever.

Time passed quietly, and suddenly the door creaked, and a dark blue figure walked out of the door with the sound of footsteps at regular intervals.

It was a young man who was a little too thin, his complexion was slightly plain, and looking at his figure, he really didn't look like a martial artist who practiced swords and boxing all day long, but more like a scholar who didn't listen to anything outside the window. Only his eyes are so different, calm and thorough, pure and stable.

Ren Mingshan slowed down for a moment, and then bowed and said, "Senior Brother Song." ”

Qiao Heng leaned down just right, avoided his salute, and said slowly: "It turns out that this is Ren Mingshan's junior brother, and he is really a talent when he sees it today." Today's brother is indeed in poor health, and it is inconvenient to do anything with others, so let's leave. ”

Ren Mingshan was stunned for a moment when he saw that he had avoided his salute first, and then refused his own advice again, and then his cheeks flushed with the blush after being humiliated.

Seeing that he was still reluctant to leave, Qiao Heng shook his head and said without changing his original intention: "I won't fight with you." ”

Ren Mingshan's eyes were filled with anger and a hint of disdain, and he asked, "Dare to ask Senior Brother if he doesn't dare or don't want to?"

Qiao Heng wanted to say that this sentence was really boring, anyway, he just didn't want to talk to you. But he knew that if he really answered like this, the other party would definitely continue to go on endlessly, so he honestly said, "I don't dare." ”

Dugu Jiujian has no return, he can't use internal force to manipulate, once out of the sheath, he doesn't see blood and doesn't return. If he can't stop his hand for a while and kills someone directly on Wudang Mountain, I'm afraid that Song Yuanqiao and others will even have the heart to cut themselves with a thousand knives.

He said so, but apparently no one believed him.

Ren Mingshan was so angry by the other party's perfunctory that he laughed angrily, and he said, "Okay! Senior brother is offended!"

As soon as he finished saying this, he used his internal strength and slapped Qiao Heng without warning. He used no other trick, it was the Heaven-Shaking Iron Palm. His move was heavy, bringing a gust of palm wind, and this move was almost complete.

At the moment of attacking Qiao Heng, Ren Mingshan subconsciously looked at Qiao Heng's eyes, and suddenly noticed something unusual from these calm and gentle eyes. It was a kind of indifference that seemed to be transcendent, a loneliness that had become disgusted with the world, and everything was like dust. But in a flash, in these eyes, there is only the previous peace and lightness.

Qiao Heng looked at him with this kind of eyes, standing calmly in place, as if completely ignoring his palm, not dodging or dodging, quite like the rain falling without frightening the wind.

said that it was too late, and then quickly, a hand came from the side and punched Ren Mingshan, knocking him to the ground.

Zhang Wuji, who finally rushed over, asked Qiao Heng, "Senior brother, why don't you hide?!" As soon as these words came out, he regretted it. Senior Brother is now completely lost in internal strength, where can he hide even if he hides? But who can understand the feeling in his heart when he saw Senior Brother Song standing in place and letting Ren Mingshan hit him as soon as he came over?

Qiao Heng's eyes fell on Ren Mingshan, who fell to the ground, and he didn't look at Zhang Wuji at all.

Ren Mingshan got up from the ground, "Senior Brother Zhang?"

He said indignantly: "Why didn't Senior Brother Zhang let me ......?"

"Ren Mingshan!" Zhang Wuji interrupted him forcefully, "You go back first." ”

Ren Mingshan said: "I don't understand, what is there to protect this Wudang scum to protect him......?

Zhang Wuji was furious when he heard this, how dare he let Ren Mingshan continue, and directly pointed at his dumb hole.

He turned around and wanted to apologize to Senior Brother Song on behalf of Ren Mingshan.

Then I only heard Senior Brother Song say, "You should thank you, Senior Brother Zhang." Because at that moment just now, he couldn't help but move his killing intent, and the killing intent was so strong that it hadn't been seen for a long time.

The wisps of killing intent still remain in his body, flowing all over his body with the blood. Qiao Heng lowered his head and flicked his sleeves as if nothing had happened, and he had no intention of listening to what Zhang Wuji said, so he turned around and returned to the house.

This killing intent came so abruptly and violently, if it weren't for the fact that he had no internal force in his body now, Qiao Heng would almost suspect that he had gone wrong in his practice. He clearly knew that his current state was very wrong, very wrong, but he couldn't say why. Maybe he should find someone to talk about all the things he was depressed in his heart at this time, but when it came to the end, he couldn't find anyone who could make him feel comfortable to confide in his heart.

So, he had no choice but to hold back a qiē.

Zhang Wuji watched Senior Brother Song walk into the room, and then coldly glanced at Ren Mingshan, who was stunned. Ren Mingshan had never seen the broad-tempered Senior Brother Zhang show such a look before, and he was undoubtedly frightened by this look.

Zhang Wuji said: "Let's go!"

……

Early in the morning of this day, the Wudang Sect's mountain patrol disciples began their patrol tasks as usual.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, a hurried sound of horses' hooves came from afar. This morning, the mountains were a little thicker, and they couldn't see the shadow of the horse, so they could only roughly judge that the other party was coming straight to them through the sound of horses' hooves from far and near.

After a while, a black steed pierced through the white mist like a sharp arrow and appeared in front of everyone. Immediately, a figure was shaky, and the man on the horse saw the Wudang disciple opposite, his expression was obviously relaxed for a moment, and then he fell off the horse.

The leading disciple of the mountain patrol team said, "Go and have a look!"

Several Wudang disciples hurriedly approached the man, only to see that the man's face was full of wind and frost, his clothes were dusty, and he looked like he had been in a hurry for a moment without resting.

The leading disciple supported the man and let the man lean on him, and he asked, "Dare to ask this brother Tai if he is going to Wudang?"

The man nodded with difficulty, and he grabbed the arm of the leading disciple and dragged him to the ground. With his other hand, he took out a letter from his bosom and said, "Labor...... Give this letter to Sect Leader Zhang!"

The leading disciple heard this person call him "Zhang Sect Master" and knew that this person was a member of the Ming Sect, and now the relationship between the Ming Sect and the various sects is no longer as strong as a few years ago, and the relationship between Zhang Wuji, Wudang and the Ming Sect can be called close in a certain way.

"Okay, I will definitely give this letter to Senior Brother Zhang! Brother Tai can rest assured, you might as well take a rest first. ”

The man didn't know if he heard his words, and his fingers grabbed the arm of the Wudang disciple and said, "Xu ...... Xu Shouhui ......"

Xu Shouhui is the leader of a volunteer army from Mingjiao, and now the Red Turban Army is famous, and there are few people in the world who have never heard of his name. Several Wudang disciples present had obviously heard of his name.

"What's wrong with him?"

There seemed to be tears flashing in the man's eyes, and he said, "Sect Leader Xu is dead!"

Then he gritted his teeth again, and several Wudang disciples present almost heard the sound of him clucking his teeth, he opened his mouth several times to say something, but failed, and the Wudang disciples on the side saw this and hurriedly sent him internal force. He relieved himself, exerted all his strength, and spit out the last sentence loudly: "Song Qingshu, this villain, will die!"

Immediately afterwards, he died suddenly with his eyes open because he had not slept for days. Born villain

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