Chapter Twenty-Two: A Pool of Spring Water Reflecting Peache

was hard to listen to, but at least there were still voices.Later, as the aura of the underworld gradually spread, those sounds slowly disappeared.It has been gone for a long time.He watched helpless...owls reached forty and there were also nine empty plates, the yellow-faced old monk finally put down his chopsticks, patted his stomach, and let out a satisfied sigh."Master, is this working well" ask...