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The sky was like a piece of white paper that was slowly being swept away. It gradually turned white and became brighter and clearer …

At this time, the old granny took the old ghost's hand and came before the old Daoist, "Master, please transcend us."

The old Daoist said nothing, only nodded his head.

The old granny and the old ghost looked at each other, full of affection. The old granny said