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Inside the dimly lit stone room, a lamp was like a bean. On a stone bed sat a green-clothed woman, about ten years old, with a willow eyebrow and face, surprisingly a woman of the absolute generation. On the opposite side of her stood a woman in white with a pair of hairbrush. Only to hear, the woman in green to the woman in white long sigh said: "dragon child, do not be sad, for the teacher is only to the world of the red dust to go for a ride, to wait until the opportunity to, you will then...